Su Yehao finished the interview and said hello to the public relations department.

It was a little after eight o'clock in the evening, Hong Kong time, when As…

Nangong Tian helped deliver breakfast, three bread rolls with milk. She put her arms around Su Yehao's neck and asked curiously, "Jiang Yu just called and said you've made a huge profit again without saying a word. How much did you earn this time?"

"I'm not sure either. These wafer foundries aren't listed yet, and AsML's rise has only just begun. If I wait another year or two, I estimate it'll be at least ten billion U.S. dollars. It's like removing a big stone from my heart, seeing the hope that Qianxin International and the Microelectronics Group can support themselves. I guess I won't have to pay for subsidies then."

Su Yehao has too many unlisted assets, and it's already very difficult to give an accurate valuation.

Anyway, AsML's valuation increased by 32% in just one trading day, which was called an epic surge by the media.

It is estimated that it will continue to rise as the number of orders increases. The increase in its stock price alone has increased Su Yehao's book wealth by nearly 300 million U.S. dollars.

He grabbed Nangong Tian's hand and asked, "What did Jiang Yu call you for? Where is she?"

"She'll be here later. Master Jiang is doing real estate business in the mainland, and her mother is bored at home. I guess Jiang Yu will have to go home to rest these few days."

Su Yehao said while eating breakfast, "So that's it. There will be another holiday in a few days. Why don't we call up Baoya Jun and the others this year and take my yacht somewhere?"

"But where should we go?"

"That's a good question, we need to think about it."