After Wang Zhefei arrived, he caught everyone's attention for a moment, but they soon went back to what they were doing.
They continued to eat and drink.
Lin Chu gave Wang Zhefei a tour of the house. When they came back down, they rejoined the crowd.
By now, Liu Junfeng and the others had turned the conversation to business.
One by one, they were all complaining about how broke they were, saying how hard business had been this year and that they were just barely hanging on.
"Fuck me, I still haven't collected the six million owed from that government project. It's been two years, and they're still dragging their feet. Now they want me to bid on another project? Bid on my ass. I can barely afford to pay my workers."
"Don't even start, man. I had four million in Evergrande commercial paper, and it all went down the drain. What can you do? Just have to write it off. Those sons of bitches."
