Despite the deep winter, he wore a tailored suit and a wool overcoat left wide open. His hair was slicked back with so much pomade that a fly wouldn't have been able to find footing on it, and the price tag was still hanging from his designer sunglasses right across the bridge of his nose. He extended both hands as he approached.
He bowed from a distance, playing the part of an old acquaintance, and reached out to shake Liang Lisheng’s hand. "I’m Wang Meng. Just call me Little Wang. Good to see you, Uncle Liang."
Wang Meng—once Qin Qianqian’s financier, and currently the biggest businessman in the capital. He was a quintessential "red capitalist," radiating the air of a nouveau riche.
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