Chapter 282: A Kind of Bad Luck Called Meeting

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After having set a trap for Zhang Wei, Chu Mingcheng left the snack street in high spirits, even the slight annoyance of having spent twenty dollars soon forgotten.

Alone, he didn't bother to check into a hotel room specially.

Having stayed in a five-star hotel for two days, he was not inclined to spend that money again and chose to return to the Sea God instead.

Back on the ship, he sat on the living room sofa and, without thinking, picked up the cat and began to stroke it absentmindedly.

After selling the Bluefin Tuna today, his account balance had reached seven million. If he hadn't had to pay the investment fee of five hundred thousand, the balance would have surely surpassed seven million five hundred thousand.

The money he had wouldn't be enough to buy a house in the center of Modu.

Moreover, due to Modu's policies, there were certain prerequisites he needed to meet to buy a house.