The frenzied rise in Galeel's market these past few days has brought Bupen back to life. As a potential international financial center, it attracts a multitude of financial investors both domestic and foreign.
Everywhere brims with a vitality reminiscent of a few years ago. People wear genuine smiles, exchanging investment insights and exploring new tips.
A man observing the passersby turned around, walked to a reclining chair, and sat down, wearing only a robe.
In his hand, he held a pure silver Kleve, and a bottle of expensive high-end liquor was placed on the table beside him.
Everything in the room exuded luxury!
He exhaled the rich smoke that circled in his mouth, then asked a question, "Is it possible for Galeel to crash?"
Besides him, there were others in the room.
Some girls attentively served these people, most of whom weren't from the Federation. They hailed from all over the world, yet shared the same moniker—foul-smelling international speculators.
