Su Family Mansion.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten days had passed since the Third Mistress packed her things and left.

No one was arguing.

The Second Mistress felt extremely lonely.

Yesterday, she won at Thirteen Orphans, plus two Heavenly Hands, but she still couldn't cheer up. She always felt like something was missing.

It was different from what she had imagined.

Since the Third Mistress left, the number of times the Master came home was even less than before.

This made Sun Wantong, the Second Mistress, sigh at her aging face in the mirror. She used to be beautiful when she was young, but after so many years of playing mahjong, her waist was several sizes larger than before.

In the midst of her wild thoughts, she began to suspect that the Master had a Little Fifth or even a Little Sixth outside, and had added some "new younger sisters."

She subconsciously put aside her own history of taking advantage of her status as Aunt Tang's best friend to climb up the ladder.

Considering the sudden rise of the Fourth Mistress, the canary, a few years ago, the Second Mistress felt more and more that it was possible. Even though she had been calm for many years after her age, she couldn't sit still.

Thus.

On the evening of May 6th, the Second Mistress contacted a small-time private detective to secretly investigate the Master's whereabouts.

Su Yehao also often stayed out all night, appearing and disappearing unpredictably.

Fortunately.

The Second Mistress didn't care about him and didn't investigate him along the way.

Otherwise, his itinerary would definitely read "x day, school, certain apartment", "x day, school, certain apartment"...

For the past five days, Su Yehao had stayed in Yin Liuli's apartment for four of them.

The thunder really couldn't ignite the earth fire anymore; even a young calf would collapse from exhaustion.

Su Yehao finally remembered that he still had a home. After getting out of the car at Panlong Villa, he walked while rubbing his waist.

He had to admit it.

He was afraid, afraid. It wasn't shameful to raise the white flag and admit defeat.

He had just arrived home.

An old Buick followed behind him and parked in the open space by the road.

Sitting in the car were the four brothers of Baoya Jun (Bucktooth Jun)'s family. One of them was Baoya Jun's own brother, who was a well-known figure in the underworld, nicknamed—Flower Street King!

If you were to ask what stories were behind this nickname, Su Yehao couldn't say for sure. He only knew that the protection fees for the entire Flower Street were collected by him, and his job every month was to go door-to-door with a sack.

In any case, Baoya Jun's second brother had quite the flamboyant temperament.

Hawaiian shirt, sunglasses, swaggering.

This made Su Yehao vaguely regret not listening to his old man's advice and directly hiring some professional bodyguards.

Behind other people, the younger brothers wore suits and ties.

When it came to him.

It was like bandits patrolling the streets, quite down-to-earth.

However, Baoya Jun's second brother was a generous person. Every time he saw Su Yehao, he would call him his own brother. Even for Baoya Jun's sake, he couldn't just drive people away.

Su Yehao was considering buying them some uniforms and asking his old man to set some rules.

When you're out in the world, the most important thing is face.

The famous Su the Skinflint was qualified to teach them a lesson. If Su Yehao did it himself, it would be difficult for his friend Baoya Jun.

Bodyguards...

It was best if they weren't needed, but you couldn't be without them.

As some blond-haired, blue-eyed guys deliberately slackened, harboring ulterior motives, and couldn't catch a few famous Jiangyang (transnational) bandits no matter what, the rich and powerful in both regions were in danger, and the stock prices of security-related listed companies soared.

The news often reported stories of someone almost being murdered for money.

Su's old man had planned to buy two bulletproof cars.

After inquiring around.

Holding the money in his hand, he couldn't find a bulletproof car. There was a shortage everywhere in the surrounding market, and he had to find a way from the European and American markets in the end.

He had just called Su Yehao two days ago to ask if he liked Cadillac or Rolls-Royce.

Su Yehao, who received the call from his old man, was stunned for a long time.

He thought his old man had told a joke, or there was a deeper meaning behind it. After thinking about it for a while, he realized that the family was really going to buy a new car.

The Rolls-Royce logo was like Guan Yu's Green Dragon Crescent Blade. Who could resist a little goddess with wings?

There happened to be a black Silver Spur in a German modification factory.

The modified bulletproof version of the Silver Spur was longer than the white Silver Spirit driven by Ni, and the styling and interior were several levels higher.

Seeing the Porsche 911 in the courtyard garage, which hadn't been driven much, Su Yehao considered letting Yin Liuli learn to drive as soon as possible and lend her this "idle commuter car."

…

Entering the house.

The feng shui fortune-attracting golden dragonfish in the fish tank were lively and vigorous.

Su Yehao fed them small dried fish, which were swallowed by the fish in one bite.

It liked to swim close to the surface of the water, and there were several red parrot fish with bulging heads underneath.

Today.

The funds borrowed from the Dai-Ichi Kangyo Bank had just arrived. He still coveted convenience and, together with the three million in his account, bought Yahoo stock worth the equivalent of forty-three million Hong Kong dollars.

He had only about one million Hong Kong dollars left in his hand.

The investment plan for Yinhe Company, which sells office document software, was temporarily put on hold by Su Yehao. He couldn't squeeze out more money.

According to Counselor Jiang, Yinhe was holding on to five million US dollars for 40% of the shares, and wouldn't give corresponding decision-making power. This showed that they hadn't reached the end of their rope.

If a copy of the program continued to sell for more than 160 yuan, the valuation would continue to fall soon, so it wouldn't hurt to wait.

Seeing the statue of the God of Wealth.

Su Yehao approached it.

Just for peace of mind, he lit a stick of incense for this great master.

He had just offended it last time he took it out, and he had even gotten a bad reputation for "kidnapping the fortune-attracting dragonfish."

During the incense offering, Su Yehao understood why the old man in his family believed in this.

Behind the business was a large flow of funds. Currently, he had a total of hundreds of millions of Hong Kong dollars in wealth management stocks. The daily fluctuation could be as high as several million or even tens of millions. Who wouldn't panic?

It was already May 1997.

In March, the Thai stock market fell slightly, with more than 100 billion US dollars in foreign debt.

According to the news content in recent days, George Soros, who had raised more than 10 billion US dollars, began to publicly attack and strike at the cracks in the eggs.

The original words of the local newspaper in Casino were "Through foreign banks operating offshore business, quietly established contracts for spot and forward foreign exchange transactions, and then borrowed Thai baht from local banks in Thailand and sold Thai baht in large quantities in the spot and forward markets, shorting the Thai baht."

Soros was waving more than 10 billion US dollars and playing the financial market in a grand manner.

Unfortunately, Su Yehao didn't know anything about this and couldn't grasp the market trend. He didn't even have a 50% chance of winning. Rushing in rashly was tantamount to finding death.

Why would he follow the trend of speculation when buying Yahoo stocks with a total market value of only 1.86 billion US dollars was more stable? Yahoo was gradually gaining momentum, and its market share and performance were both hitting new highs.

One had a 50% chance of winning, and the other had a 95% chance of winning.

The latter was likely to earn even more money. The only problem was that it would take a little longer.

With Su Yehao's investment philosophy as steady as an old dog, he didn't have to think about it. Of course, he would invest in Yahoo...

The Second Mistress saw Su Yehao and said with dissatisfaction, "What have you been busy with these past few days? I haven't seen you for a long time."

"Studying. The stores are in trial operation, and there are many things to be busy with. Sometimes I live in the apartment on the top floor of the store."

Su Yehao asked back, "Where's my dad?"

This hit the Second Mistress's sore spot, and she sighed:

"Who knows? Your dad came back the day before yesterday evening, took some documents, and then left again. When I was playing mahjong in the afternoon, I heard that a young widow came to the villa on the golf course. She's so beautiful that it makes people jealous. I don't know who arranged for her to live there."