"Oh, isn't that Lord Jilao? What brings you here too?"
"Ah—don't even ask. Who wants to go out for no reason in times like these? I'm only here out of respect for Divine Son Li Wei."
"Surely it also has something to do with your son? I heard that Her Highness Anle arrested quite a few people at the Triumphal Palace the other day—" "Don't mention that wretched boy. Ah..."
Lord Jilao immediately covered his face and walked away.
The trading house's ribbon-cutting ceremony was a grand affair that day. Even many imperial relatives and nobles who did not attend in person sent gifts through their servants.
An area had even been cordoned off outside the trading house, with seats set up and a prize draw arranged.
Boss Luo and his party had arrived at the new trading house early.
The entire six-story building belonged to the new trading house. In Malindo, where every inch of land cost a fortune, it was already a considerable fixed asset.
Li Huamei had purchased it from the Imperial Bank at a very low price as a distressed asset.
"Brother, quite a crowd's turned up outside..."
Standing by the window, Sha Ke surveyed the bustling scene outside the trading house and clicked his tongue. "You haven't even started doing business yet, and those gifts alone must have earned you a small fortune."
The people delivering gifts had attached lists. Sha Ke had sneaked a few peeks, and some of the items were tempting even to an old pirate like him.
Was robbing people really no match for doing business when it came to making money?!
Li Huamei, however, said thoughtfully, "Captain, some of the people outside aren't on the invitation list. They seem to have come with other requests. I've already received quite a