Linda Yun could handle the task of contacting assistants and finding people to help with the assessment.

Since they were catering to tourists, banquet halls and conference rooms were unnecessary. It was more important to utilize all available space, and even the underground parking lot didn't need to be too large; it could be converted into an indoor swimming pool and leisure shopping area.

After two days of preliminary calculations, excluding the fire-resistant floor on the nineteenth floor, the guest room area ranged from thirty-five to fifty-five square meters, allowing for a total of one thousand two hundred to one thousand four hundred guest rooms.

However, since it was originally an office building, many rooms would lack natural light, and ventilation would rely solely on machines. The fire-fighting pipelines and other systems would also need to be completely renovated.

According to the advice of professionals, they felt it would be wasteful to buy such a tall office building, over one hundred and eighty meters, and renovate it into a mid-range hotel. Moreover, the cost of purchasing the building was relatively high. It would be better to buy small apartments directly in places like the Kowloon Walled City after demolition, and they were already partitioned. Some were even already renovated, and the natural light and ventilation were more comfortable than in an office building.

Hearing this, Su Yehao had some new ideas.

In recent years, Hong Kong's property prices had been rising again and again, and many developers had "thoughtfully" launched small apartments, generally thirty to forty square meters, for families of two to live in. There were even smaller ones of ten square meters or so, allowing newlyweds and single people to have a place to sleep at night, even making cooking difficult.

There were many such apartments, and unfinished or unsold houses were still stuck in other people's hands. They couldn't be sold for a while, so the price was negotiable.

In that case...

The office building could be positioned as high-end, offering suites ranging from forty-five to over one hundred square meters, mainly catering to high-end tourists. Buying small apartments directly, or even buying out entire residential complexes, could solve the accommodation problem for budget tour groups. The only issue was that they were a bit far from the downtown area.

Since 1991, the notorious Kowloon Walled City had been demolished. Now, a park had been built on that site, and many old and dilapidated buildings nearby had also been bought and demolished by developers. The environment was actually not bad.

Therefore,

Su Yehao first asked his consultants to help him find suitable apartments for sale, even unfinished ones were fine. He couldn't forget that Sihai International Group had many professional construction teams under its command...

The hotel investment plan was still up in the air.

That day, Su Yehao received a call from an unfamiliar number. He originally wanted to hang up, but with the intention of taking over small apartment buildings spreading, it might be someone from a development company, so he put the phone to his ear and answered.

He heard a woman's voice from the other end of the phone, with a hint of a smile in her tone, asking, "Young Master Su?"

"...Who is this?" Su Yehao casually asked.

"It seems you really didn't save my number. I waited for you for a few days and didn't hear from you, so I had to get your contact information from my cousin, He Shaofan."

Not sounding angry at all, but rather a bit aggrieved, the woman on the other end of the phone continued, "Young Master, you're too busy to remember everyone. We met in my second uncle's office."

Hearing this,

Su Yehao immediately realized who it was, perked up a bit, and said with a smile, "Oh, it's Miss He. I thought that day was just a courtesy. Do you really have something you want to talk to me about?"

He had no idea where he had thrown away the note from the day he accompanied Yin Liuli to buy a house.

He had too many beautiful girls around him, and even Jiang Yu hadn't gotten her turn yet, so why would he bother with unnecessary things?

To put it bluntly, he was getting immune to seeing beautiful women every day.

He Shaofan's cousin, He Shaolin, although relatively beautiful, with a mixed-race exotic beauty, wasn't the type of girl Su Yehao liked.

It had nothing to do with her appearance or figure, but mainly because the young ladies cultivated by these large families were all complicated, and it was always a bit uncomfortable to be around them.

If he wanted to be tormented, wouldn't it be better to flirt with Zhao Yimeng? After all, there was some basis there, and he knew Zhao Yimeng's personality better.

He Shaolin heard a business-like tone in his voice and was instantly a little annoyed.

Many people usually pursued her. She thought that by proactively giving Su Yehao her number, she could naturally get in touch, but she waited patiently for a few days and didn't hear anything.

It wasn't that He Shaolin was narcissistic, but her cousin He Shaofan often said that Brother Hao was a player, surrounded by beautiful women, and juggling multiple relationships, and so on.

The impression left on He Shaolin, of course, was that he was a playboy. Under these circumstances, He Shaolin felt that she still had a lot of advantages... However, judging from his lack of response, that wasn't the case.

Slightly thrown off by Su Yehao's straight-male behavior, He Shaolin paused for a moment before smiling and saying:

"I just happened to come to Hong Kong and wanted to have dinner with you to ask about doing business in Silicon Valley. We all know each other, and our relationship is so close. It would be good to get to know each other in advance so we can work together in the future. Let's bring my brother, He Shaofan, too."

In Su Yehao's experience, when a woman was this proactive and enthusiastic, it usually wasn't a good thing.

At the beginning of the year, while chatting with Uncle Qiu, his father's friend, Su Yehao learned that his son, Qiu Yaohe, had gone to Silicon Valley to invest in the instant messaging industry, and was inspired by the tAt instant messaging software... To put it bluntly, it was more like snatching a piece of the pie.

Everyone relied on their own abilities, and competed fairly. If one side gained more market share, the other side would decrease.

Looking around, they were all competitors.

So even though Uncle Qiu said hello, Su Yehao had never contacted his son, Qiu Yaohe. Don't look down on the fact that he failed to develop new drugs and distribute pagers, but he still had a good eye. Maybe he had accumulated experience from his previous failures.

It was impossible to coexist in the market, and even more impossible to share technology. Providing help to a competitor was like providing resources to the enemy, handing them bullets to kill oneself. The word "cooperation" was a bit naive.

Although Su Yehao didn't understand at all what could be cooperated on in this competitive industry where big fish eat small fish, and he was currently in an absolutely dominant position, it was impossible to let the competitor grow stronger.

But even just for the sake of his friend He Shaofan, he couldn't say things too bluntly. Thinking of asking about the progress of Qiu's company, he simply nodded and replied, "Okay, how about tonight? Let's go to the restaurant I opened. I'll send you the address later?"

"Okay, see you tonight..."

He Shaolin had just finished speaking when she realized that the phone had been hung up.

Su Yehao took his phone and typed, sending the address of Tao Tao Ju Restaurant. Hearing movement behind him, he saw Jiang Yu banging her forehead against the table, with various reference books piled up in front of her.

He asked speechlessly, "What are you doing? My table is expensive, what if you break it?"

Living under his roof, Jiang Yu said in a hopeless tone:

"My tutor wants us to publish a paper in a journal before the end of this semester, and another one next semester. What am I going to do? I'm so desperate, I don't know what topic to choose at all."

As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Yu suddenly had an idea, blinked her eyes and looked at Su Yehao, asking, "In your company, there are many very talented business management graduates, right?"

"You want me to help?"

Su Yehao's lips curled up, and he said decisively, "Okay, a woman is calling me out to dinner tonight, go be my shield..."