The financial markets have been in chaos this past week, with widespread panic.

It was precisely the time to boost market confidence. Moreover, Su Yehao had specifically mentioned the mainland in his post, so the next morning, news stories flooded the media.

Reaching his level of influence, his impact was not to be underestimated, indirectly affecting market trends.

Economists analyzed Su Yehao's post word by word, repeatedly dissecting and commenting on it, confirming that the recent plunge was a black swan event. Now, they were just waiting for the US stock market to open next week to observe the subsequent trends.

In reality, what happened to the US stock market didn't matter at all.

The global financial markets were generally worried about the US deploying troops to the Middle East. This was the root cause of the drastic fluctuations in the stock, bond, and futures markets this week. Otherwise, the value of gold futures wouldn't have risen so much at once. In just four trading days, it had appreciated by 6.2%, which was already a significant surge for gold prices.

Regardless, it was somewhat of a reassuring pill. Many who were willing to believe in Su Yehao began to try bottom-fishing for oversold stocks, while others continued to buy 5s Asset Management's fund products.

Su Yehao had only posted one message, and after helping Zheng Yongwen, he stopped paying attention to the matter.

Judging from the movements in the US, a group of arms dealers were jumping up and down, and lobbying organizations in Washington were busy as could be. Most likely, they would take action as they did in his previous life.

When Su Yehao noticed that the price of crude oil was hovering around thirty dollars, and after reading several documents written by analysts, he began to use Goldman Sachs and his own team to leverage and aggressively short sell oil on the commodity futures market.

In total, he used about $370 million, averaging out to a leverage of over thirteen times.

He was betting that the economic market would be sluggish, and that industries such as aviation, transportation, and tourism would reduce market demand for crude oil. In order to stabilize the economy, the US was willing to announce a 0.5 percentage point interest rate cut before the stock market even resumed trading. High oil prices were clearly not in the US's interest...

November 18th.

On Sunday, Hong Kong time, Su Yehao finally remembered his speedboat license. Taking advantage of the good weather, he drove his Italian Riva speedboat and took Jiang Yu out to sea for a spin.

Today, the sun was shining brightly, and the blue sky and white clouds looked particularly comfortable, but unfortunately, the sea breeze in this season was a bit cold on the body, and it wasn't suitable for swimming in the sea.

Just then.

The speedboat stalled, drifting with the waves.

Jiang Yu took out a lunch box and sat cross-legged on the aft deck to eat with Su Yehao, basking in the sun.

At this moment, she was in a particularly good mood and said:

"My dad lost more than ten million in the stock market. Well, you can't really say he lost it, it's just that some of the previous profits were returned. He asked me to find an opportunity to ask you if there are any stocks worth buying next. Isn't he annoying? He has your phone number himself, but he has to beat around the bush and have me ask.”

Hearing this.

Su Yehao chuckled and said:

"He probably feels embarrassed as an elder. I've been busy researching futures and stocks lately. The US stock market is likely to plummet tomorrow, continuing to affect the global market. However, regions outside the US have already digested the negative news, so the decline shouldn't be too great. You can have him buy my private equity fund in the mainland. Once he buys it, he can just forget about it and treat it as your dowry money in the future."

Giving him a glare, Jiang Yu said with a smile, "You're so calculative, you increase your company's performance, and in the end, both me and my money have to be given to you?"

"How could that be? Your dad also enjoyed the fun of making money," Su Yehao said shamelessly.

"…If he knew that he worked his butt off and ended up only enjoying the process, how miserable would that be?"

Jiang Yu laughed happily.

She was only joking. Of course, she knew very well how her family had become wealthy. With Su Yehao's assets rapidly approaching 200 billion Hong Kong dollars, he obviously didn't have his eyes on her family's few dollars.

After feeding Su Yehao a curry fish ball, she continued to say:

"When Nangong comes back tonight, let's watch a movie at your house. Stephen Chow's movie has been completed. This time, I gave him full authority, and I didn't ask about it from beginning to end. I heard from the assistant director who was transferred there that the movie script was almost useless, and a lot of the content was revised on the spot. The entire set was ruled by Stephen Chow. His temper makes it easy to offend people."

"Probably because others like to make do, while he is more of a perfectionist. You have to admit that his works are very interesting, aren't they?"

Su Yehao was particularly calm. He had invested a full 100 million in Stephen Chow at the beginning, and then he didn't care about it, sometimes even forgetting that he had invested in this movie.

The other party didn't mean to report everything to him either, at most occasionally calling Nangong Tian to say that filming had started, that they would be wrapping up soon, and so on. He was quite casual.

It had been almost a year since the release of the *Myth* movie, and this movie, which was finally named *Cultivation Transmission: The Origin*, was only completed. During post-production, Stephen Chow even went to star in another Feng Shui master-themed movie. He was quite carefree.

Jiang Yu nodded and said, "That's for sure. No one in the entire Hong Kong comedy film industry can surpass him for the time being."

"So, since he knows what he's doing, then let him do it. Isn't that how my businesses are? I leave matters for the experts to handle.”

Changing the subject, Su Yehao added, "I'll invest another 200 million in him later and have him make three movies for me. It doesn't matter when they're finished, I'll keep them for appreciation later."

"…Movies can appreciate in value?"

"You don't understand this, the *Myth* movie was so popular, but in the end, it didn't make much money. The net profit barely reached 90 million Hong Kong dollars. I invested 100 million in Stephen Chow, and if I don't wait for the mainland market to develop before releasing it, wouldn't I be asking for trouble, rushing to lose money? Anyway, I'll watch it myself first, so there's no rush.”

Hearing Su Yehao's words, Jiang Yu exclaimed, "Wow."

She had seen people speculating on real estate, stocks, and collectibles since she was a child, but she never thought that she could actually speculate on movies, always wanting to wait until the market had developed before releasing them.

That might not be possible with other people's movies, but with Stephen Chow's solid reputation, Su Yehao didn't think there was any problem.

Jiang Yu didn't know these things and quickly asked, "Then how long are you planning to wait, three years, five years? This movie hasn't been released yet, and you're adding another 200 million and investing in three more movies, all to be stored away?"

"That's right, anyway, I'm not in a hurry to recover funds. Although I'm not flush with cash, I'm not short of that little bit of money. It will be of great use in the future and can help me develop my internet video business. I should buy as many online broadcast rights as possible. There's no need to save that money."

Su Yehao took a sip of tea to moisten his throat and added:

"Don't worry, I'll pay for this money. It won't take up the working capital of Tian Yu Entertainment. When I open 300 chain cinemas, it'll probably be about time for the release. Otherwise, let's invite Stephen Chow over tonight, and I'll personally say hello and explain the situation to him. Also, there's a *wuxia* (martial arts) script that I'd like him to conceive and film..."