After thinking with his eyes closed for quite a while, Ma Qiu suddenly felt the rickshaw slow down, and his heart immediately grew wary.
This big rickshaw driver wasn't one of those most cunning types, was he? Deliberately dragging things out to earn more fare... But Ma Qiu wasn't some greenhorn either. He had seen plenty of this sort of thing. Don't even think about squeezing an extra copper coin out of him—those were dinner funds for treating pretty ladies... Ma Qiu opened his eyes, ready to bluntly urge the Rickshaw Driver to hurry up.
But the instant he opened his eyes, he froze.
The Rickshaw Driver had not deliberately slowed down. Rather, the broad street had suddenly become crowded. Hundreds, perhaps thousands, of people had been drawn here by something unknown, blocking the road like one obstacle after another. The Rickshaw Driver had no choice but to slow down and weave around them.
After the Rickshaw Driver pulled the rickshaw another hundred meters or so, faint cries from street vendors drifted over. Ma Qiu suddenly understood and could not help smacking his forehead.
"Today is... the day the Atlantis City Materials Exchange Conference begins..." Ma Qiu could not help saying.
That was right. Today was the opening day of the Materials Exchange Conference.
Ma Qiu knew about the Materials Exchange Conference.
Atlantis City had always been developing commercial trade and produced all sorts of novel goods, so every so often, it held events like this to attract merchants and speculators from all over the Main Continent.
The one held in June was the Materials Exchange Conference. Last year had been the first, and this year was the second. Ma Qiu knew about it, but he had been staying at school lately and had not paid attention, resulting in his