Chapter 192:
"This friend seems to have some different ideas."
In the crowd, Herbert quickly noticed an outlier with a hesitant expression on his face.
To be able to spend hundreds of thousands or even millions to buy practically worthless bonds, these people were not ordinary.
Their distinctiveness lay in their aura, a kind of nonchalance in the face of potential complete financial ruin, which set them apart from the common folk.
But indeed, there was an odd one among them. He wore clothes that appeared half a size too big, and from Herbert's position, he could even see the tags inside his suit, which was clearly mass-produced.
Apart from him, no one else wore such attire, which was why "one-size-fits-all" garments were unwelcome in high society.
They never fit perfectly, either too large or too small. Finding the perfect fit was nearly impossible.
This guy's eyes were lively and constantly darting around. Herbert almost apologized inwardly for the frown he instinctively wore, nearly mistaking him for a thief who had slipped in.
Then he remembered a friend mentioning this fellow as someone with "some interesting ideas," and it all came back to him.