She could not mine it herself and would definitely entrust it to another jewelry company.
Rather than benefiting others cheaply, it was better to let Tiffany & Co. do it. At least she was a major shareholder of the parent company, so they wouldn't possibly cheat her.
Jiang Ling smiled and said, "Your news is quite well-informed. I only got it recently, and you already know. But today is a holiday, and I don't want to discuss these business matters. Let's arrange a time to talk properly in a few days."
"Alright, Ms. Jiang. I won't disturb you any further. I wish you a happy reunion and a blessed family!"
"Thank you. I also wish you a happy Mid-Autumn Festival!"
Jiang Ling hung up the phone. Jiang Yushuang, who was at the forefront of gossip, eagerly asked, "Lingzi, why does that Wu Yue call you Ms. Jiang?"
This was a question everyone present wanted to ask.
Jiang Ling said with a smile, "It's nothing much. A few years ago, when I had some free time, I bought some stocks in the LVMH Group, so Wu Yue and I became employer and employee."
"How much did you buy?" Mother Jian asked.
The LVMH Group's stocks were freely traded in the capital market, and anyone with money could buy them.
Given how respectfully Wu Yue treated her, Jiang Ling's shareholding must be significant.
Jiang Ling said nonchalantly, "It's not much, only about 20%!"
As soon as she said this, it was like a drop of cold water falling into a boiling pot of oil, causing an instant uproar.
Only about 20%?
Did this lady know the market capitalization of LVMH Group? Did she know the value of 20% of its shares?
Holding even 5% was already quite remarkable, let alone 20%.
Mother Jian, surprised, asked again, "Then what about the Padparadscha?"
"Nothing much, I was just bored a while ago and saw someone on my social media fail in business and have their capital chain broken. They urgently needed cash and were selling a Padparadscha mine at a low price. I thought it looked beautiful and had some spare cash, so I took it."
Her casual yet incredibly ostentatious tone stunned everyone present, leaving them wide-eyed and speechless.
They would never have imagined that beneath Jiang Ling's celebrity aura lay such terrifying financial power.
Not only did she hold shares in a luxury goods giant, but she could also easily acquire a money-guzzler like a Padparadscha mine.
Could she possibly be the long-lost daughter of the world's richest man?
"Ms. Jiang has great aspirations!"
"I knew it. With your demeanor, how could you possibly be just a celebrity in the entertainment industry?"
"Brother Zhou has excellent taste to meet a remarkable person like Ms. Jiang!"
"Ms. Jiang..."
A group of relatives who considered themselves noble, as if performing a Sichuan opera face-changing act, immediately began fawning over Jiang Ling.
Their smiles were as subservient and flattering as could be.
Mother Jian trembled with anger, mentally cursing, "Traitors! A bunch of traitors!"
Jiang Ling couldn't help but roll her eyes at these people.
But they paid no attention. At that moment, they only saw Jiang Ling's status as a major shareholder in a luxury goods group.
If they could have a relative like Jiang Ling in the future, they would never have to worry about getting a good deal or the latest models when buying bags, jewelry, or clothes.
After finishing their mooncakes and seeing off those difficult relatives, Jiang Ling and Jian Zhou went to the rooftop balcony to admire the moon.
The moon on the fifteenth of August was exceptionally bright and clear.
The gentle moonlight shone on their faces, their skin appearing as lustrous and fair as fine mutton-fat jade.