Li Xiaoman put an arm around Xiao Weijin's shoulders. "Exactly. What's the rush to get married? Being single is great. You've got a golden rice bowl-you've got plenty of options. If you really have spare cash, invest it with Dongxu. You'll have another steady income, and then the girls will be lining up for you to choose from."
Xiao Weijin wiped his face, the alcohol hitting him. "Right! My brothers are the ones who really have my back! With what I've got going for me, what kind of woman couldn't I find?"
Fang Dongxu said nothing and poured himself a drink.
Li Xiaoman turned to him. "Dongxu, do you think Li Jun's Sanmu Group is actually reliable?"
Fang Dongxu scoffed. "Reliable, my ass."
He held out both hands and loosely closed one into a fist. "In our business, we either have the money in hand"-he closed the other hand too-"or we have the securities in hand. In and out fast. Where's the risk? If you give Li Jun your money, do you know what he does with it?"
"He does have some brick-and-mortar businesses and some industries, but all that government support and preparing to go public-that's all just his own say-so. I've been in Fucheng for years, dealing with bosses every day. The richer they are, the lower a profile they keep. He's far too high-profile."
"You're right." Li Xiaoman picked up some beef and stuffed it into his mouth. He chewed twice before saying indistinctly, "Li Jun's holding some advanced Money-Making Principles class this weekend. Says it's just for us Jiang University alumni. Want to go listen?"
He agreed with Fang Dongxu's assessment, but everything he said still showed he had his eye on the opportunity with Li Xiude.
Xiao Weijin cut in. "I've got nothing on Saturday