How Did I Become a Capital Tycoon When I Was Eating Seafood?

[Urban workplace + business war game + koi god + pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger] Zhou Xun, a real estate agent with a basic salary of 2,500 yuan, put on the only cheap suit he rented to save money for dinner and sneaked into the top multinational financial charity dinner in Shanghai. After eating and drinking, he burped. He looked at the two old men beside him and casually complained about the market situation of second-hand houses: "Don't touch the land on the east side. Whoever buys it will be killed. The drainage system is so bad that you can raise fish." He didn't know that sitting next to him was a mining tycoon from a certain place. The next day, a real estate leader with a market value of 50 billion fell to the limit and went bankrupt on the spot due to a land mine in the eastern suburbs! Domestic institutions were collectively shocked. It was rumored that a top capital trader codenamed "Ghost Inspector" had landed in the Magic City. A word could determine life or death! When the president of the top chamber of commerce held a tens of billions project contract and respectfully came to the broken agency store to ask for advice, Zhou Xun was pleading with the landlord for the 80 yuan electricity bill: "Brother, please be accommodating for two days. I haven't paid my commission for this month yet..."