Chen Baokun nodded.
A moment later, a smile spread across Chen Baokun's face. "The last time we met," he said, "I seem to have misjudged."
"Oh? Is there a problem with the gold jewelry I sold you?" Fang Zhen asked.
"No, not the jewelry. I'm talking about you," Chen Baokun said, shaking his head. "I thought you were just a small-time gold trader, but I never expected you to be a wolf in sheep's clothing. Your business is quite impressive."
After a brief pause, he continued, "A company recently applied for membership in the Shanghai Gold Exchange. I made a few inquiries... That company is yours, isn't it?"
Fang Zhen smiled faintly. "Xiahai isn't that big of a place. Word gets around quickly. And yes, that company is mine."
Chen Baokun nodded. "So when you came to me to sell that gold jewelry," he said, "you were just testing the waters, weren't you?"
Fang Zhen laughed.
