Since 1991, the American economy has been growing continuously.

In the global economy, the United States accounts for about 30%, while the mainland only accounts for a little over 3%.

Even though Su Yehao has never had a good impression of the arrogant Americans, he has to admit that since the collapse of the Soviet Union, this country has been in a brand-new peak period.

Innovations in computers, telecommunications, and life sciences have created new jobs and consumer goods for Americans. The unemployment rate has fallen to its lowest level in thirty years, the stock market is booming, and the official financial situation is good. With about 5% of the world's population, it has created nearly 30% of the economic aggregate, indeed presenting a thriving scene.

It's just a pity.

The money seems to only flow into the pockets of the rich.

The big rats in New York are still surprisingly large, shuttling in groups on the streets. The patched roads are the same as before, with snow mixed with garbage piled on the side of the road, uncleaned.

The charming night view of Manhattan only earns the words "gilded exterior" from Vice President Zheng Yongwen.

Because this guy was unlucky. His wallet was stolen when he went out for a hamburger the day before yesterday. When confronting the store, he was mistaken for a scammer. The pot-bellied white boss not only didn't help him check the surveillance, but also waved him to "go back to your Japan!"

Hearing this, Zheng Yongwen was even more angry. Being mistaken for a Japanese for no reason is equivalent to humiliating him in person.

In the end, the wallet was not recovered, and he ended up with a stomach full of anger.

No wonder he has been analyzing data more seriously these past two days. It is estimated that he wants to get back at the stock market. In the past two years, international hot money shorted Hong Kong stocks under his nose, causing them to be depressed and unable to recover.

Now Vice President Zheng Yongwen is also holding back a surge of energy, ambitiously planning revenge. He has already begun to give Su Yehao a preventive shot, telling him that this move will be very big, with high risks and high returns. If he loses the bet, don't blame him.

Leaving aside the 9/11 event that may or may not happen in this lifetime, at least the recent negotiations on allowing the mainland to join the WTO seem to be going relatively smoothly.

Americans now don't want to work in factories, even if they are serving dishes and collecting tips or delivering pizzas in fast food restaurants. In addition, businessmen want to open up the huge market on the other side, and they are clearly not concerned about the jobs of some people, ambitiously preparing to create new "leeks."

Su Yehao knows better than anyone what the result will be. The phrase "leading the wolf into the house" is perfect to describe it.

Once the mainland's economy develops, the predicament of the layoffs in recent years will be solved, and the debt problem can be turned into good fortune. The businessmen who invest in the mainland have indeed made enough money in the economic development process on the other side, as long as you ignore the American workers who lost their jobs... it is obviously a win-win situation.

Drinking cappuccino, Su Yehao was lost in thought.

Maybe it's because he's wearing a suit today, but he's quite eye-catching sitting in the cafe.

Before long, another pretty blonde white girl approached him and said, "Excuse me, handsome Asian guy, can you tell me where there is a hair salon nearby? I just got cake on my hair and want to get a new hairstyle."

"I'm not from around here, sorry."

As soon as Su Yehao finished speaking, the girl immediately squeezed out a smile, turned around and left.

Linda Yun spread her hands and said:

"See? I told you New York girls are very realistic. Maybe she's a little interested in you, but she's worried about picking a junk stock, so she wants to know if you live around here. She tentatively asked you where there is a hair salon nearby, so she can also know your level through your spending habits."

"Maybe she really just wants to know where the hair salon is?"

After Su Yehao finished speaking, he paused for a moment, shook his head with a smile and said, "Okay, I don't even believe it myself. Even if she really wanted to find one, she should ask the staff, right? Why would she ask me, a stranger? No wonder it's a paradise for the rich. If I let go, wouldn't I be able to live a divine life every day?"

"...Your idea is a little dangerous, but as long as you say that you are a multi-billion dollar rich man, you really don't have to worry about no one chasing you. Other Asians are not popular, but it's exotic on you, who made you so rich? That girl doesn't seem to be smart enough. If you meet someone who is really discerning, how can they not see how expensive your suit is? And your watch, wearing a multi-million dollar Patek Philippe in New York, the logo on the buckle is so ostentatious, aren't you afraid of being robbed?"

Linda Yun grew up in San Francisco and has been exposed to it for a long time, so she naturally has no good impression of the vain and impetuous New York.

Although she is not that kind of person herself, she is very accurate in judging girls.

Su Yehao said, "That's why I hired bodyguards because I'm afraid of being robbed. Maybe they are standing outside, letting the girls guess that there is a big shot in the store? It's only been ten minutes, and I haven't even finished a cup of coffee, and two girls have approached me in a row."

"Very likely. Midtown Manhattan, the billion-dollar street where every inch of land is worth its weight in gold. The probability of meeting a golden turtle here is much higher than in other places. You went to Goldman Sachs today and haven't changed your clothes, dressed very handsomely..."

At this time.

Zheng Yongwen walked over, sat lazily opposite Su Yehao, scratched his messy hair, and asked, "I saw you laughing so happily from a distance. What are you talking about?"

"Talking about how popular I am. New York women are really bold."

"Go change into a coffee shop employee's uniform and see if anyone will pay attention to you."

Zheng Yongwen pointed out the key point sharply, and then changed the topic and said, "The bulls are still very strong, larger than the shorts. The situation is still a bit dangerous. I suggest waiting a few more days. Coming here is indeed the right decision, so I don't have to look at the data in the middle of the night, reversing day and night, which is too unfriendly to middle-aged people like me."

Su Yehao asked with a smile, "How long are you going to stay? You won't return to Hong Kong until the NASDAQ crashes?"

"How is that possible? I'll have a bottom line in my heart after a few days of inspection. New York is so cold in winter, I'll stay for another three to five days." Zheng Yongwen ordered a cup of coffee and pointed to a tall woman near the window, and said, "That one looks very flavorful."

Su Yehao looked in the direction he was pointing and agreed, "Indeed, she looks about thirty years old, anyway, I'll arrange a large suite for you, and I can give you a few Broadway tickets as a gift, ask her to see a show."

Zheng Yongwen taunted, "Going to Broadway to see a show, what an old-fashioned suggestion. Is that how you chased your girlfriends?"

"Of course not, I rely on my outstanding talent and this face, I don't need to bother."/

"...I believe you."

With the unkempt Zheng Yongwen sitting opposite him, Su Yehao's attraction immediately dropped several levels.

Although he didn't have any extra thoughts, he was happy to take a break from his busy schedule, but being approached by a girl made Su Yehao feel physically and mentally happy.

This morning.

Su Yehao just went to Goldman Sachs, hoping to find some orders for the wafer foundry that is being prepared through this company's channels.

At present, the foundry orders on the market are mainly computer chips. TSMC has grown to its current level because it maintains long-term cooperative relationships with companies such as Intel.

Goldman Sachs is really not a vegetarian. Someone suggested that Su Yehao contact the British Arm company.

This Arm company is only responsible for designing chips and licensing them to customers who need them. In recent years, it has had a strong momentum of development in the microprocessor chip business.

By accident, this company happens to meet Su Yehao's positioning of overtaking in the microprocessor chip industry. If he can also win Qualcomm's order at that time, it can barely keep his foundry alive, at least it won't lose too badly...