Nong Qingying's side.

After the two of them came down from the lighthouse on the mountaintop, Su Yehao took her to her white Beetle.

As they parted.

She surprised him with an initiative kiss, a bonus of sorts for his help.

Even though it was only on the cheek, the meaning was different.

There was no comparing his stealing a kiss with her taking the initiative.

Back in the car.

Looking at the faint lipstick mark on his face, Su Yehao found he didn't really want to wipe it off.

The owner of the fishpond was gratified.

It seemed like this little wild fish was almost domesticated. He had to keep at it and finish the job...

Since he was meeting with Yin Liuli tomorrow to go to a cat and dog show jointly organized by several pet companies in Hong Kong, Su Yehao didn't plan to go see her.

He chatted with Yin Liuli on the phone for a few words, telling her to rest early tonight.

Admit defeat?

How could he?

It was just a strategic retreat.

He drove straight back to the Panlong Villa on Bishop's Hill.

This neighborhood truly was full of crouching tigers and hidden dragons.

Some people had left their gates open, with a row of Rolls-Royces parked inside and bodyguards standing tall and alert.

Others liked to collect classic cars, with seven or eight lined up. There were also young masters just heading out for the nightlife in their luxury cars.

He stared after a red car passing him.

Huh, what a coincidence.

It was the same as his, a Ferrari F50. Su Yehao felt a bit annoyed at the similarity, thinking he should drive his McLaren F1 LM more often.

Before he even got home, he had a sixth sense of unease.

When he drove in through the gate and parked the car under the carport, he saw the Third Madam by the second-floor window, looking flustered and gesturing.

Su Yehao didn't understand.

But it didn't stop him from smiling and waving to the Third Madam as he walked toward the house.

He put down the car keys and caught sight of someone standing in the living room.

His old man, Su, had returned early.

He was holding a cigar, shirtless, in slippers and baggy shorts.

He looked like he had just taken a shower, his hair was still wet, his face was full of worry, and his eyes had a haunted look.

Su Yehao exchanged glances with his old man for a moment, and while feeling confused, he flattered him, saying, "...As expected of a tycoon, the way you smoke a cigar is so cool. I definitely can't pull off that kind of aura."

His old man didn't say anything but picked up a feather duster.

Su Yehao was puzzled as to why there was such a thing in the house; it seemed like he hadn't seen one for years. Was it a globally common thing?

He was suddenly startled!

Because he saw his old man with the cigar in his mouth, hurrying towards him.

He instinctively ran into the courtyard, saying, "What's going on? I'm just a little late getting home. Why are you getting violent?"

"What's going on! You still have the nerve to ask me what's going on! Don't you know what you've done!?"

Su's old man was furious, coughing from the cigar smoke, then added:

"I'm in the *Shin Yu Liat Po*! Even I didn't know! The company almost turned upside down today, and there are still a bunch of people standing outside the company door blocking it! Ten billion!"

After a moment of surprise.

Su Yehao finally understood, and he asked in puzzlement as he stood in the courtyard, "It's really in the newspaper? That's a good thing. Many people can't even beg for it. It's bringing honor to the ancestors."

"Honor, my ass! Today I met someone from my hometown, who said that I don't keep my word. If I don't take the money out, they'll dig up our ancestral grave!"

Su's old man wasn't lying; he was infuriated.

Someone really threatened him like that at the company gate today.

His background wasn't a secret.

When he was young and impoverished, he held onto a sampan and smuggled himself to Casino.

He first became an uxorilocal son-in-law, then grew strong wings and soared all the way to success. His ancestral home was in the neighboring Zhucheng.

It had only been a little over twenty years. He had returned home in glory a few years ago, burning incense in the Su family ancestral hall and repairing the ancestral grave, which made many people remember Su's old man. As soon as the news of his search for projects was published, someone immediately ran over to cozy up, directly digging up his old history.

It wasn't necessarily that they really planned to dig up the ancestral grave, but it was still infuriating.

Therefore, Su's old man had been waiting in the living room early in the morning, just waiting for his son to come home and jump into the pit.

At this very moment.

Su Yehao didn't think he had done anything wrong. His original intention was to guide his old man to invest in the north.

But judging from his words, it seemed like something had gone wrong?

Smiling awkwardly, Su Yehao said:

"That guy is a lunatic, right? Remember his name and report him for extortion! Investing ten billion Hong Kong dollars was indeed what I said, but I only plan to invest in specific industries, to help the family find good projects. Did the newspaper write it wrong? Has Maotai Distillery contacted you yet?"

In the evening.

Master Jiang advised Su's old man for a long time, which was somewhat useful.

If he was angry, it was mainly because he was angry that Su Yehao hadn't discussed it with him before daring to talk nonsense with the *Shin Yu Liat Po* reporter.

The current situation at the company was just a bit annoying, but it didn't have much impact in other aspects, and it didn't cause any real trouble.

Holding the feather duster, Su's old man breathed heavily and said with a sneer, "So, I should thank you? You haven't learned much, but you dare to interfere in business. Who gave you the guts?"

"My mom gave them to me. She said she owns more than half the shares, more than you, and she'll give them all to me in the future."

"...Who?"

"My mom told me to learn more from you. You're so old and still getting angry. It's bad for your health."

Su Yehao started to invoke the great Buddha, and the effect was immediate.

Taking advantage of his old man's distraction, he continued:

"Think about it. The Hong Kong economy is so overheated, the bubble is ridiculously big. Who dares to invest there?"

"We Casino people are small in number and have little land. The meat in the plate has already been divided. Now you just happen to have money in hand. Isn't it just right to use it as a springboard to develop into the mainland?"

"There are too many opportunities there. The economic development is very strong. No matter where you invest, you have a chance to make money."

"Now *Shin Yu Liat Po* is praising you, helping you advertise. Won't everything go smoothly in the future? Who would dare to stop you?"

"It's such a good opportunity. I definitely have to help the family. I simply don't have time to discuss it with you. Anyway, this tiger skin can definitely be borrowed!"

Su's old man: "..."

The Third Madam on the second floor: "..."

The Second Madam who was about to mediate... was dumbfounded!

They couldn't believe that they could hear such reasonable and insightful words from Su Yehao's mouth.

Realizing that he had initially calmed things down, Su Yehao wasn't flustered anymore.

Anyway, he was close to the gate, and his legs weren't weak today. He could run away if he wanted to, and at worst, he could go to Yin Liuli's apartment to avoid the storm.

Seeing that his old man didn't speak.

Su Yehao spoke again:

"Don't think that the north doesn't have much money now, but it's already open, and it's been developing better and better over the years. I think the potential is quite large. Since the family is doing construction, there's no reason not to try it. My advertisement is very attractive. When the time comes, all kinds of investment promotions and state-owned enterprise bosses will come looking for you. Pick and choose, and you can always find some good projects. Just ignore the small fish and shrimps."

"..."

Su's old man looked down at the feather duster.

He used to be right to hit him in the past, but this time seemed a bit special, making him sigh with emotion.

Having been in business for so many years, he naturally understood his son's thoughts. There was actually nothing wrong with them. The *Shin Yu Daily* praised him by name, this tiger skin was hard to buy even with money, and it did help open a new channel for doing business in the north.

The money was still in his own hands, and he could invest it wherever he wanted. Weren't all the projects coming to him now?

Su's old man thought for a moment and asked, "Did your mom really say she has more shares than me? A hundred days of kindness for a day as husband and wife. She's actually starting to think about forcing me to pave the way for you? Fine, I'll go. Tomorrow, you little brat, go to the company. I won't interfere in this matter. Let's see what treasures you can pick out!"

It sounded like he was angry.

But the Second Madam seriously looked at the father and son, especially Su Yehao.

As far as she was concerned, what the shareholding was didn't matter at all. It was a fact that Su Yehao's mom owned more shares.

When Sihai International was founded, the money was provided by Tang's old mom, and she owned the majority from the very beginning.

Over the years, the Second Madam had long been accustomed to it.

She was completely unable to turn the tables and could only lie flat. Once she dared to have any crooked thoughts, even Su's old man, the second largest shareholder, would probably have to pack up and leave.

What could she, a concubine, do? She simply couldn't compete.

No matter how she thought about it.

The Second Madam always felt that the real key lay in the fact that this stubborn, skinny old man actually mentioned letting Su Yehao go to the company to pick out projects.

She thought to herself.

Was he planning to take the opportunity to start training and cultivating him?

The Second Madam then felt sorry for herself. She didn't have any children, so why was she worrying about this...