589 Consort Prince

In the depths of the Epang Palace, song and dance still brought peace and tranquility.

The beauties, whose demeanor and appearance were no less dazzling than celebrities, were draped in palace dresses, dancing gracefully.

Jiang Chen sat on the second floor, in the very spot where he and Lan Peizhi first visited, silently sipping his wine.

During this period, he had been staying here; after all, it was his property, much more comfortable than any hotel.

He had reviewed the recent business performance of the Epang Palace, and the business was booming, proving that Lan Peizhi hadn't sold him a bad asset after all.

But to think the investment of 1.5 billion could be recouped in a short time was nothing more than a fool's dream.

However, business wasn't just about the short-term gains.

Big bosses invest in projects, often valuing not just the profits they bring but the essence of the project itself.