Chapter 927
Top Technician
"You're right. Many people think South Korea is at a disadvantage, but it's still one of the developed countries in Asia. While there are historical issues between South Korea and the island nation, they're nothing to those politicians. Ultimately, the past is the past, and the future is the future. I don't think the South Korean leadership is foolish enough to insist on a direct confrontation! The US hasn't acted yet because it's trying to discipline its two allies. Both sides have grown too powerful and refuse to obey. The big brother hopes to weaken them before intervening, but that doesn't mean he won't." Another person chimed in.
"Hmph, what do you people know? We Koreans have backbone, and we will never bow down to the islanders." A woman in the room who spoke Mandarin sneered.
"We were just chatting casually, don't take it so seriously. What I meant was to advise President Lin not to spread her money out and invest elsewhere, the risks in the foreign exchange market are just too great." The young man who spoke earlier smiled awkwardly.
That's true. Most people would feel uncomfortable if you said something bad about their country to their face.
"Ding-dong." Just then, the doorbell rang.
Linxi felt a little surprised, as she didn't think she had called anyone over.
"Coming, coming, I called a friend." The young man stood up and jogged to open the door.
friend?
Linxi looked out through the door of the small room.
A familiar, tall, thin young man walked in – it was Thomas, an old acquaintance!
“You…” Linxi’s expression became complicated.
He didn't know how this guy suddenly appeared here.
Thomas's relationship with him is somewhat complicated, starting from the early campaign and then when he returned to the United States to seek cooperation with him.
Later, due to some disagreements, the two became increasingly estranged.
"Sorry I'm late, the flight was delayed." Thomas smiled at him and pulled out a chair to sit down.
"What are you doing here?" Linxi pouted and took a sip of mineral water.
"Of course I'm here to lend you a hand. Don't you want to win?" Thomas didn't take the other party's attitude to heart and continued to smile.
Linxi, who had originally intended to say something, immediately swallowed her words of refusal when she thought of Xu Yun and Chen Xi.
Seeing Linxi's tacit agreement, Thomas reached out and patted her on the shoulder.
Ever since Xu Yun made the foolish decision to choose the competition, he felt that this woman was unreliable. So he decided to bet on both sides, since not many people knew that he was secretly helping Xu Yun anyway.
Regardless of which side wins, he will be a hero.
As for Chen Xi, we had dealings with him when we were in school.
They are simply on different paths and cannot work together.
Linxi now understood that the group of people she had recruited were all connected to Thomas. She had been set up all along, but now she had no choice.
There is only one way to beat those two: cooperate!
Huajing.
"Why does Mr. Xu look so worried? Didn't you raise billions of dollars for your car manufacturing project?" Chen Yifeng asked cheerfully as he ate his food.
The Xu family members standing to the side were sighing and lamenting.
The two of them attended a meeting together today and bumped into each other on their way out, so they teamed up and found a place to eat.
"Mr. Chen, you seem to be in a very good mood today. You looked quite unhappy in Hong Kong before. Did something good happen?" The Xu family was very curious about this.
"It's nothing. The Korean economy is having some problems, and with the impact of the missile incident, some industries are being sold off at a discount. We happened to run into President Feng, who had a batch of assets, so we took them over," Chen Yifeng said while eating.
He knew about the Xu family, including the General Manager Feng he mentioned.
In Beijing, Feng Jialun is quite famous; he has dealt with many bigwigs from all over the country.
"What is that?" The Xu family had no idea what Chen Yifeng had bought.
"We bought some land on Jeju Island and plan to transform it into an art museum," Chen Yifeng waved his hand.
"What, do you want to spread your art all over the world?" Xu Jia rolled his eyes.
"Of course. Even if Koreans don't appreciate it, I can still sell it and make some money. Anyway, this is a bargain, I won't lose money." Chen Yifeng smiled smugly.
"Come on, are you planning to transfer money?" Xu nudged the other person with his elbow, then gave him a funny wink.
"Hehe." Chen Yifeng didn't answer, but just chuckled.
Then, as if remembering something, he said to the Xu family in a serious tone, "Mr. Xu, you mustn't have any ulterior motives right now. You're different from others; there's still a huge mess to clean up back home. If you ever try to go back to China next week like Mr. Jia did, I bet you'll be sent back. This isn't a small amount... Also, what's the situation with the Xinlu building? I heard one batch of money arrived, but what about the rest?"
"There will definitely be more to come, why are you in such a hurry?" Xu Jia's face flushed slightly at his words, and he could only laugh it off.
"Let me remind you, several of our predecessors who went abroad have been brought back. Remember that former CEO Ding, and that CEO Liu from Shandong Province? They were all prominent figures in your real estate industry in the past." Chen Yifeng took a sip of tea.
Many business owners have abandoned their projects after leaving them unfinished, and these two are among the most notorious. While the others simply went into hiding after fleeing, these two were deported.
Especially that top boss from Zhijiang, who changed countries twice, was eventually discovered.
"Look at what you're saying, how could I learn from them? I'm a legitimate businessman. As long as Hengxiao doesn't collapse, I won't collapse. Even if I collapse, my building won't collapse either," Xu Jia said with a grin.
"Did you see yesterday's news? Feng Yun said something at the conference. He said that in a few years, the cheapest thing in China might be houses, just like cabbages... I thought about it, and there's some truth to that. I've started selling houses recently. You still have confidence in your real estate business?"
"He's just an e-commerce guy, what does he know about real estate? Cough cough, Lao Feng and I are very close. He doesn't say that in private, it's all just to grab attention on TV. Houses are like cabbages... He's just hyping it up himself, building that Ant Financial Building, and look how the surrounding house prices are skyrocketing! We're all businessmen, this kind of nonsense on TV is just for ordinary people." Xu Jia laughed heartily.
"Sigh, I'm really worried about the future of China. My son insists on coming back; isn't it better to stay in Australia..."
"Young people are all daring and ambitious. We were just like him back then. We had a lot of ideals and beliefs in our hearts. When he reaches our age, he will naturally understand. There's no use in telling him anything now. Think about it, did you listen to your father back then? Have you read the book 'Fortress Besieged'? There's a line in it: 'Those outside the city want to rush in, and those inside the city want to escape...'"
“When the old man was buried, my son and I were talking in the car. He said there’s a wall between China and the world, and people on both sides don’t really know what’s going on on the other side. So I asked him, ‘You’ve already gone back and forth between the two sides a few times, why did you have to jump back?’”
"So what did he say?"
"I forgot, the topic seemed to change later, and then another phone call came in..."
"So, Mr. Chen, are you planning to go to the other side of the wall?" Xu Jia blinked.
"Haha, I haven't decided yet, but there's a saying I agree with online: 'Never doubt the judgment of the wealthy.' Now that most wealthy people are starting to move, I think this judgment shouldn't be too wrong," Chen Yifeng chuckled.
"By the way, what is Chen Xi doing now?" Xu Jia asked again.
"How would I know? Kids grow up and don't stay close to their fathers anymore. Do you even know what your daughter is doing?" Chen Yifeng scoffed. "Of course I know! Yunyun went to South Korea to make money! How could I not know where my daughter is?"
"Um... well, she's got a good eye for business, she can keep track of international trends. Unlike my brat, I don't know where he's off gallivanting off to..." Chen Yifeng awkwardly touched his face.
At this moment, Chen Xi, who was being accused of fooling around by his father, was indeed fooling around...
Inside a massage parlor where a subtle fragrance wafts.
"I've been living in my new mother-in-law's house for so long, and I've noticed that there are only three things that are most abundant here!"
Saori lay back in the large massage chair, holding a piece of fresh fruit in her hand, her eyes narrowed into slits in comfort.
Lying next to her, Jin Nana's long, proud legs were dazzlingly white under the light.
With her eyes closed and not even a blink of an eyelash, she lazily followed the conversation and asked, "What's the most common?"
"Indians, massage parlors, and Bak Kut Teh! Hmm, ha~ be gentle, you're making my feet swell up."
Before Saori could finish speaking, she suddenly clenched her toes and let out a soft moan.
"Sorry, sorry, I'm new here."
The young man, sitting on a small stool and wearing a full-face mask, kept apologizing.
Although the hands were covered by a thin layer of essential oil, their movements were extremely clumsy. Rather than pressing acupoints, it was more like they were wandering along the edge of that slippery curve, exuding a kind of groping that only men could understand.
"Ladies, I'm so sorry, all the private rooms are full today. By the way... are you sure you don't need to find another technician?"
The female manager of the massage parlor walked over with her signature professional smile on her face, but her eyes revealed a hint of suspicion.
Business was good today; all the private rooms were full, but there were still technicians available. Among all the customers coming and going in the lobby, these two stood out the most.
She looks like she stepped out of a painting, and her clothes and appearance clearly show that she's rich, but she's also quite eccentric.
The two beautiful women insisted on having only one technician on duty.
"No need, no need, we just like this handsome young man. After my friend finishes his massage, let him massage me!"
Jin Nana casually waved her slender fingers, signaling the manager to leave quickly and not get in the way.
"Young man, you don't look very old, and you're quite good-looking. How did you end up in this line of work?"
Saori picked up another grape and popped it into her mouth. Her eyes darted around the young man's eyebrows above his mask, and her tone sounded just like those greasy middle-aged men who flirt with female masseuses in foot massage parlors.
The young man lowered his head, and his hands, which had been wandering over that snow-white ankle, paused for a moment.
He lowered his voice, making it muffled and strained, revealing a sense of helplessness and grievance: "My family is in a tough spot. I have a father who's a womanizer and ran away with a mountain of debts. I also have a sick younger brother and a younger sister of unknown origin... If I don't come out and do some work, my whole family will starve."
"Pfft!"
Kim Nana, who was standing next to her, burst out laughing.
She rolled over, lying on her side and looking at the young man. Her long, straight legs swayed on the massage bed, her toes, coated with a slick essential oil, subtly hooking the hem of the young man's work clothes.
"Oh my, what a filial son!"
Jin Nana hooked her toe and, using that clever momentum, lifted the young man's waist and abdomen upwards.
The young man instinctively tried to back away, but Jin Nana's feet seemed to have eyes, gripping the hem of her clothes tightly. Instead of letting go, they lifted it up.
"Why are you hiding? You look young, but you've built up quite a physique. Let me see how much capital you've saved for your family. What's there to be shy about? I just want to see if your abs are good enough to be a top star." Jin Nana squinted, her foot still not retracting.
The young man quickly tugged at the hem of his clothes, his face turning red, and said in a muffled voice, "Beautiful lady... this, this is against the rules."
"Rules? In the new mother-in-law's household, we are the rules."
Saori giggled on the other side.
She propped herself up, her hair falling over her shoulders, carrying an alluring fragrance.
"So how much do you earn a month? Is it enough to pay off your father's debts because he loves to gamble?"
The young man held up three fingers, his voice barely audible, "Including the tip, it's only a little over three thousand Singapore dollars..."
Three thousand Singapore dollars?
Saori laughed even harder.
"Working all month and only earning three thousand? That's a lifetime's worth of toil. How about this, you don't have to suffer here anymore. Come with us and be our personal secretaries. You can name your salary, as long as you take good care of us, we'll pay off your family's debts." Her eyes held a hint of amusement.
The young man looked up and rolled his eyes.
These two women were clearly taking advantage of his time experiencing life to get back at him for all the humiliation he had suffered at his hands in the past few days.
When I get back, I must make those two women wash my feet, wash...
In a corner of the hall, a man was hiding behind some greenery, one hand tightly covering the microphone of his phone, his voice extremely low:
"Mr. Zhu, I've been keeping an eye on these two women for days. All they do is spend money and have fun. They're always going to bars or massage parlors, and they only ever date handsome young men... I don't think they're interested in business at all; they're just here to have fun with their new mother-in-law."
……
In the hotel suite, after hanging up the phone, General Manager Zhu's gaze swept over the thick investigation report repeatedly.
A moment later, a confident smile appeared on his lips.
The investigation results clearly show that these two women are undeniably wealthy, and the kind who are top-tier easy targets—possessing large sums of cash but lacking common sense.
"Mr. Zhu, are we really going to get serious about the Kimchi Coin and the Sakura Coin? What if that old fox Soros also gets involved? With our size, we might get swallowed up in one gulp."
Beside him, a bespectacled young man from the technical team looked somewhat uneasy.
"Soros?"
Mr. Zhu stroked his chin, letting out a dismissive chuckle. "You're overestimating that old man's abilities. South Korea today isn't the pushover it was in '97. Their foreign exchange reserves exceed $4000 billion, more than ten times what they were back then. Soros wants to crash the market? He'd have to risk his life to fill that hole. Besides, that old guy's Quantum Fund has long since transformed; his focus is now entirely on global politics and philanthropic reputation. At this age, he's seeking a place in history, not making a pittance from these localized skirmishes between two countries. What we really need to guard against are Soros's protégés—those starving macro hedge funds on Wall Street. Those wolves are the ones who will pounce on blood at the first sign of trouble."
However, this doesn't stop us from taking a loss. We're playing the quick in-and-out game, making money before those big players react, taking advantage of the time difference. Then, we'll show those two rich women some well-packaged simulated data and swindle their dollars in first. As long as we keep the pace steady, what risks could there be?
The bespectacled man adjusted his glasses. Although he was still a little apprehensive, seeing Mr. Zhu's confident and collected demeanor, he could only nod silently. (End of Chapter)