A golden, nearly blinding radiance flashed before Xu Ke's eyes.
Gold. A lot of gold.
"This..."
This was a scene Xu Ke had only ever witnessed in television dramas, and seeing it for the first time was quite a shock.
Before him were rows of neatly stacked gold bars, piled almost higher than he was.
How much could possibly be here? The thought flashed through his mind.
Zhou Qingzhi, standing beside him, couldn't help but laugh. "The first time I came in here, my father's collection stunned me too."
"The old man firmly believes gold is a stable currency, so he has a penchant for collecting it. In fact, the physical gold in this vault is just the tip of the iceberg; he holds even more than this."
Xu Ke nodded, clicking his tongue in amazement. The wealthy truly are a willful bunch.
Storing a mountain of gleaming gold here wasn't very practical and took up a lot of space, but Xu Ke understood that it gave Zhou Hongsheng an unparalleled sense of security.
