I Treat You as My Sister, But You Want to be My Wife?!

Even Kang Yue, who had seen a lot of the world, couldn’t help being shocked by the number. She exclaimed, "Is this, this really true? Why do I feel a bit skeptical?"

Shen Dong was very satisfied with Kang Yue’s reaction. That’s exactly what he had wanted—if she hadn’t been surprised, he would have found it boring. He had spent a lot of time developing this project, and if it hadn’t made so much money, he would have been very disappointed. Making this much money was only reasonable.

Staring intently, he nodded and said, "Did you think a business I’ve pondered over for so many days couldn’t make this much money in a day? Everything I want can happen. Don’t underestimate these 100 million; it’s all invested by wealthy companies. Without them, our turnover couldn’t have increased so quickly.

"However, it will probably decrease slowly in the future, but it’s okay. The main thing is to solidify our customer base and then open branches. We can’t just stay in one place; we need to expand elsewhere. But when we expand to other places, we won’t need to choose locations that are too good, after all, people’s spending habits vary."

"Moreover, many will imitate us. Now that we’ve just started, many people will see our profitable model, and then they will begin to search for beautiful ladies elsewhere. But the beautiful people are all here with us, they won’t be able to replicate the essence of what we do."

After saying this, Shen Dong indeed felt reluctant. After all, being imitated by others isn’t a good thing.

"I know, how could you be slighted? If some people see the opportunity to make money, who wouldn’t want to come and have a share? Everyone is like that. You didn’t see the dance hall owner today, how proud he was at the beginning, thinking we would never make money, and that we were fools for opening something similar to his dance hall.

And coming here to compete with an inferior place. So, back then, everyone who looked at us laughed at us. I was a bit angry at the time and wanted to retort, but you said it wasn’t the right time. When he eventually had to leave, you suddenly pulled out the big move, and did you see that dance hall owner’s face? It was spectacular.

From his initial confidence to his disbelief later on, he thought we were fools. But when he saw that everyone around was dancing here, he realized we were anything but simple, and by then, it was too late.

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Initially disdainful, he suddenly sat down and began studying our business model, our table games. Isn’t it scary how they could be the ones imitating us next?"