According to the preliminary assessment of the entire Water-Drawing City by the Mage corps under his command, Water-Drawing City's annual gross output was estimated to be somewhere between twenty-seven million and thirty-two million disaster coins.
In other words, what lay before Li Wei right now was already one-thousandth of the entire city-state of Water-Drawing City's GDP from last year—pure cash!
It was impossible not to be tempted, but the question was—
Was working with this Miss Xia Lan, whose background he knew nothing about, really a good choice?
The pros and cons of cooperating were both obvious.
If they cooperated, he could solve Zelandia's unhealthy cash flow problem to the greatest possible extent.
One step ahead, every step ahead! Then, he could turn that enormous cash flow into all kinds of raw materials and recruit unemployed workers to return to the new territory for its great construction project!
Given the scale of Minas Tirith, fully building it up would make it an outright gold-devouring beast.
The downside was equally obvious: the two sides' strength was completely disproportionate.
The woman before him was the richest person in Water-Drawing City, a pioneer of large-scale real estate investment on the Coriel Continent, and she even had a deep grasp of certain financial theories.
Whether it was wealth, personal strength, influence, or business experience, Li Wei felt that he probably fell short of her in every single respect!
If she deliberately set a trap for him and used it to take over his entire business plan, then he would be completely screwed.
For a time, Li Wei had even suspected that Miss Xia Lan Veloss might be a transmigrator like him. Yet every detail indicated that she was merely a learned and gifted native.
After all, if she were a transmigrator, she definitely would