"Mr. Jin, hello..."
A crowd swarmed in, introducing themselves to Allen Zhang.
The details were a chaotic blur to the General Sect Leader, but it didn't matter—they were all talents, and they spoke pleasantly.
Besides the oil refinery and oil company folks, there were also many speculative investors and Foundations wanting to collaborate with the Hanberger Foundation to jointly probe the stock market trends.
To put it bluntly, wasn't this just them wanting the General Sect Leader to invest money for them to play the game of buying high and selling low, harvesting the money of small investors? Dividing the leeks' money on a thirty-seventy basis, while the money of the rich was to be fully returned.
Of course, there was a lot of risk involved.
Without any slick maneuvers, it would all be about large capital moving in and out quickly, throwing heavy punches, a dog-eat-dog world, all in bed with each other.
