The next day.

Originally, there was only some news from the north.

With people in Hong Kong catching it, the number of people paying attention to the matter suddenly increased, and masks suddenly became bestsellers.

Su Yehao arranged things at home and issued a stay-at-home order to Nong Qingying and Nangong Tian.

Jiang Yu called to ask for his opinion, asking, "My dad asked what to do with your Honghao Tourism. Many tourists are choosing to get refunds, and many guests in Hong Kong want to end their trips early."

"Are there many people like that?" Su Yehao asked.

Jiang Yu told him on the phone: "Not too many for the time being. My dad has communicated with the relevant departments. They don't seem to be prepared for this, so we can only decide for ourselves first."

"Then wait for the notice first, don't look too nervous. Cancel the new tour groups for now, and refund those tourists who want refunds. After this storm passes, it won't be long before things return to normal."

Su Yehao could already see his daughter wobbling towards him through the glass door of the balcony. He quickly waved to the nanny, signaling her to take the little one away first.

His daughter looked confused and kicked her little legs in mid-air a few times, almost making Su Yehao laugh.

Jiang Yu didn't know about this, and continued, "I've already told my parents to pay attention to safety. Tianyu Entertainment's concert has also been postponed. Nangong bought a lot of snacks and put them at home, asking when you will return from the United States. Also, it seems that only two patients have been confirmed. Are you sure you need to be so nervous?"

"The problem is that it has an incubation period. How do you know there are only two cases? Maybe you'll catch it if you brush past someone. This is like a gray rhino event. If it's not handled well, it will charge around and cause a profound impact, so I asked you to stay at home. I'm almost done with Silicon Valley, and I plan to go back tomorrow."

Coming to the computer, Su Yehao opened Google to search for keywords.

He found that *The San Francisco Chronicle* and *The Los Angeles Times*, two very influential newspapers, had already mentioned the occurrence of infections, but there were not many comments under the newsmicroblog post.

This was mainly because the problem had just begun to appear and had not caused serious damage, so they didn't care what was happening across the ocean.

To be honest, in the eyes of many American residents, the world seems to be only as big as the American continent, and they are indifferent to anything outside.

At first, he didn't think there was anything wrong.

However, Washington D.C. spoke out intensively, and several familiar names appeared in the news, mentioning matters on the mainland, which made Su Yehao instantly feel that something was a little strange.

He was no longer the little newbie he used to be. He had been influenced for many years and had a better grasp of the situation.

In Su Yehao's view, these actions were very similar to diverting people's attention, deliberately making people care about what was happening in Hong Kong and the mainland in order to cover up certain things.

Immediately afterwards.

He checked other news and didn't find anything wrong recently. When he saw the news that a fleet had appeared in the Strait of Hormuz, this news stunned Su Yehao.

If he remembered correctly, this place was the gateway to the Persian Gulf, and its geographical location was very important.

Jiang Yu rambled on for a while and asked him several times without getting an answer. At this moment, she said with dissatisfaction, "It's early in the morning for you, right? What are you busy with? If you're busy, I'll go to bed."

Su Yehao came back to his senses and replied:

"I feel something is wrong. A fleet is rushing all the way from the Indian Ocean, directly blocking the Strait of Hormuz, like a thug blocking the door to collect debts. Maybe I should increase my position in crude oil futures today. I'm afraid there will be action next."

"Go ahead, I don't understand these things. I'm going to sleep with your wife, do you want to say a few words to her?"

As soon as Jiang Yu finished speaking, her phone was snatched away by Nangong Tian, ​​who told him, "Jiang Yu has already showered, it's a pity that Brother Hao isn't home, we're having fun on our own."

Hearing this.

Su Yehao already had a visual.

He hurriedly said, "Don't worry, you two will be working from home with me next, there will be plenty of time to take care of you..."

After joking for a few words, he hung up the phone.

Su Yehao looked at several speeches on the East Coast this morning again. They were roughly like forcibly attracting attention, shouting, "Look! Something big is happening over there, there's gossip!"

Many things happen all over the world every day, but under the premise that few people pay attention, being treated so seriously inevitably made him feel a little strange.

Anyway, the price of crude oil futures had already risen slightly, with some profits to back it up.

Su Yehao was too lazy to verify his guess, so he directly guessed blindly and called someone to increase his position, continuing to increase leverage to go long on crude oil futures before the New York Mercantile Exchange closed.

…

At the same time.

In the headquarters of Red Panda Online Mall in Pengcheng, the CEO, who had just returned from the Jinling Logistics Center, was named Dai Yuzhe.

This person had worked at Amazon Japan and graduated from Stanford Business School.

In the early 1990s, he went abroad to study as a publicly funded student from Zhe University. He worked hard and did research with a Nobel laureate, successfully obtained a scholarship, successfully completed his doctorate, and later entered Amazon.

Last year, Su Yehao asked people to poach a suitable supervisor from Amazon, and Dai Yuzhe happened to change jobs to help him start Red Panda Online Mall from scratch.

Su Yehao said a few words lightly, saying that he wanted to sell masks for one yuan each.

This matter seemed simple, but it tortured Dai Yuzhe, the CEO. He had to send out millions of packages in just a few days, which was simply too much pressure for the current Red Panda Online Mall.

Procuring packaging boxes, packaging, filling in order numbers, coordinating logistics, loading and transporting, distributing, and other links all required effort. Today, millions of new registered accounts were added at once, many of which were applied for by the whole family, almost crashing the website server.

Masks suddenly became hot commodities, and Dai Yuzhe was suffering and happy.

He still remembered that last year Su Yehao said that the mainland was seriously polluted and masks would definitely have a market, so he piled up a large number of medical dust masks in the logistics warehouse.

Unexpectedly, the inventory that had not been sold before and was thought to take three to five years to digest was actually sold out by more than half today.

Out of consideration for attracting new users, he rushed out a marketing plan overnight, saying that he planned to release 100,000 pieces every day, and it would take at least three days to process the current orders.

From a marketing perspective, Dai Yuzhe was feeling his cleverness.

Unexpectedly, within five minutes of sending the email, he received a reply from Su Yehao, which only read, "Don't sell in batches, saving people is like putting out a fire, temporarily hire people to find cars, be sure to send them out as soon as possible, I will negotiate with the postal executives."

Dai Yuzhe didn't think the situation outside was too serious, but after thinking about it, he only thought that Su Yehao was standing tall and seeing far, and heard some rumors in advance, so he immediately typed a reply, "Received, I will do my best to create the brand of Red Panda!"

On the Silicon Valley side, Su Yehao was already playing with building blocks with his daughter.

Of course, Dai Yuzhe's email was lost in the sea...