Doing business followed the same principle as playing house. If he wanted to grow bigger and stronger, he definitely couldn't do it alone. He had to form alliances. From ancient times to the present, merchants from Huizhou and Zhejiang had all done the same. Cheng Lang had crossed over alone, and his original body had been an orphan. What solid foundation could he possibly have? He could only set his sights on White Jade Capital's customers. First, lure them in with profits, then slowly mold them and find a way to consolidate their resources. Everyone could make money together and be happy—wouldn't that be much easier than fighting alone?
Besides, wasn't the reason those people spent every day at White Jade Capital to build more connections and gather more information? Cheng Lang's approach happened to align perfectly with what they wanted.
The only difference was that Qin Mu stood behind Cheng Lang. Once that news spread, Cheng Lang could naturally use Qin Mu's name as a banner whenever he approached anyone.
Thinking of that, Cheng Lang smiled and kissed Qin Mu. "Who would've thought that I'd have a day when I could comfortably borrow a tiger's might without worrying that the tiger would expose me?"
Tiger Qin gave Cheng Lang a deep look. He had always known Cheng Lang was deeply calculating, a man who planned ten steps ahead for every one he took. But Qin Mu simply couldn't understand where Cheng Lang, still so young and inexperienced in life's storms, had learned all these schemes and methods. Could someone really be born knowing such things?
Cheng Lang could see Qin Mu's confusion, but he couldn't be bothered to explain. After teasing Qin Mu affectionately for a while and coaxing him until he no longer had the mind to ask