Chapter 1 The Beginning

This morning I departed from Port City, busy running around all day, and before I knew it, evening had arrived.

The financing details hadn't been settled yet. After inspecting the property, we went to the restaurant. Su Yehao was indeed a little hungry and ready to eat a big meal.

The restaurant was also called Garden Hotel, one of Guangzhou's established five-star hotels.

Just by looking at who nominated the hotel's name, one could guess that it had witnessed the history of reform and opening up.

When Su Yehao arrived at the lobby and saw the introduction in the brochure, he discovered that the designer of this five-star hotel was also the same Mr. Bei who designed his garden-style villa.

Unlike the Central hi~o(*￣▽￣*)ブ Garden Hotel, this hotel, while not as luxurious as Su Yehao's and showing its age in many places, had a much larger area. The pond was filled with fish, and the scenery outside the windows was lush and green, more in line with the name "Garden."

Su Yehao asked Boss Xu, saying:

"If President Xu hasn't booked a hotel, my dad and I will stay here tonight. I saw there's a massage inside, which is perfect for my dad to relax."

For a moment, Boss Xu almost misunderstood, but then realized it really was just a massage, or it would be too strange.

He smiled and told Su Yehao:

"Alright, if you like it, I'll have people clean it inside and out and change all the bedsheets and bedding to new ones, guaranteeing everything is arranged properly. I heard that you like to drink Moutai, Young Master. I called around and only found a few bottles of Sunflower Brand Moutai at the general distributor. If it doesn't suit your taste, we can have some red wine later. I plan to purchase several truckloads of Moutai at the end of the year to give to customers and company employees, as a small contribution to support your business, Young Master."

"Sunflower Brand... Moutai? Although I've become a shareholder by financing Moutai, I've never heard of this kind of wine. Is it produced by our distillery?"

Su Yehao asked with interest.

Today, Boss Xu's only task was to treat the father and son well, and he replied with a smile:

"It's the old wine produced by the Moutai Distillery. The vintage should be from 1972. It seems that China lacked foreign exchange at that time, so they specially produced some Sunflower Brand Moutai for export. The wine is about the same, just a different brand. It's been almost thirty years now."

Thirty-year-old wine...

Without guessing, he knew this wine would be harsh.

Su Yehao was a little confused, wondering who was spreading rumors outside, making it seem like he was an old drunkard.

Then he thought about it, and he probably had to take the blame himself.

Because before he got rich, he bought a house in Peng City and had thousands of bottles of Moutai customized from the Moutai Distillery to collect.

As Su Yehao became famous, this matter was exaggerated.

People naturally thought that he liked to drink Moutai, so he ordered so many bottles and invested two billion RMB to become a shareholder in the distillery...

Arriving at the private room, Su Yehao sat next to his father.

Compared to the Sunflower Brand Moutai wrapped in packaging paper, even Romanée-Conti red wine seemed a bit lacking.

The brand image of Domaine de la Romanée-Conti was slightly higher than that of Château Lafite Rothschild, with an average annual production of a few thousand bottles, which didn't even count as a luxury for him.

So there was no need to hesitate, and Su Yehao finally chose to drink Moutai.

The old wine, preserved for over twenty years, was a little viscous when poured out, with a fragrant aroma and a yellowish color.

Seeing a table full of people staring at him intently, Su Yehao was ready to find an excuse to slip away. On the other hand, Su's father, who really enjoyed wine, tasted a small sip before even eating, praising it as good wine.

The dishes were served quickly.

Roast suckling pig, Wenchang chicken, shrimp dumplings, secret black barbecued pork... one exquisite dish after another filled the table.

At this moment.

A manager from Hengda Real Estate spoke to Su Yehao, asking:

"Young Su, I heard from my wife that a movie produced by your company will be released during the Spring Festival? She works at the Tianhe Tesco shopping mall, and it seems that people from your company have been contacting them recently, wanting to rent a lot of shops to open movie theaters?"

Calling Su Yehao "Young Su" was purely because Su's father was present, to avoid misaddressing him.

The manager was making conversation, not wanting to let the honored guest sit idly by and bury himself in food.

After the other party finished speaking.

Su Yehao nodded and said:

"There should be such a thing. I didn't personally handle the specifics, but Tian Yu Entertainment, the company managed by my girlfriend, is indeed planning to operate a chain of movie theaters in the mainland. The movie released during the Spring Festival is called *The Myth*. Remember to support it, and I guarantee you won't waste your money."

"Haha, we definitely will! My wife is a supervisor in the shopping mall, and her cousin is the boss. When I get back, I'll ask about the movie theater and do my best to help. I'll find a movie poster to hang at the entrance of the shopping mall. There are a lot of customers coming and going every day."

After the manager finished speaking.

He raised his glass, said, "***," and drained it in one gulp.

Su Yehao took a sip of wine and explained, "Sorry, I have to travel to Peng City tomorrow, so I'll drink a little less."

In the eyes of others.

With his status as the world's richest Chinese, being able to explain himself was already quite a show of respect.

The manager didn't mind at all, only saying, "No wonder you can make your business so big, you must be extremely busy every day..."

Boss Xu was mainly responsible for entertaining Su's father.

At this time, his face flushed after drinking, Boss Xu said:

"I believe that among the real estate companies in Guangzhou, I'm doing relatively well, but in terms of scale, compared to you, President Su, it's simply incomparable, like heaven and earth. Some time ago, I attended a real estate industry forum and met a colleague from the north, named Wang something-Lin. He admired you greatly, President Su, and even went to Peng City's Sihai International Shopping Plaza for a few days, just to summarize some experience in running shopping malls and take it back to study and learn."

Su Yehao, who happened to hear this, almost choked.

He drank some sea cucumber soup to moisten his throat, thinking that those capable people, even if affected by the unexpected influence he caused, could still successfully stand out.

If he wasn't mistaken, it was probably the one from Wanda Plaza.

Su Yehao couldn't wait, and nudged his father's arm, suggesting:

"Let's open more shopping malls in the next few years. People are starting to learn from our experience and seize the market. We can just copy it directly, which isn't too troublesome. In the future, we'll open new shopping malls in the busiest areas of first- and second-tier cities, combined with office buildings, residential buildings, and apartments, and try to build them into landmarks. I'll provide the guarantee, and we'll borrow ten billion RMB from the bank first."

"...You mean to speed up the development of the land in our hands?"

Su's father asked in a puzzled tone.

His son had been advising him to wait patiently before, but he didn't understand why he suddenly wanted to speed things up.

In fact.

Accidentally hearing the news that the Wang family was trying to make a move, in Su Yehao's view, was a signal that he could go all out and make a major push into the chain shopping mall industry.

Yan Wenzi Group stocks, etc., were just sitting in his hands anyway.

It would be better to help Sihai International Group provide a guarantee and borrow some money from the bank to try to replicate the successful model of Wanda Plaza...