232: Chapter 232 Capital Markets

In a garden villa in Shanghai, this was Shangguan Lingwei's private space. The Shangguan family guards kept a tight watch over it; not even a fly could get inside.

Lately, this beautiful noble lady only felt a sense of security when she stayed here.

A blue sports car passed through layers of security checks and drove into the courtyard of the Western-style building.

A man with single eyelids and an evil charm walked inside in a hurry.

When Shangguan Lingwei saw the man, her elegant brows furrowed as she complained, "Ouyang Yunzheng, what on earth is going on? Didn't you repeatedly guarantee that you had a way to handle this?"

Ouyang Yunzheng also looked helpless. "Godmother, please don't be anxious."

"Heh, don't be anxious? Please get one thing straight. Even if our affair is exposed, at most I'll lose some face."

"But you—can you withstand Lu Jinhong's wrath?"

Ouyang Yunzheng naturally knew that Lu Jinhong would definitely make him disappear forever, along with his entire Ouyang Family.

"Godmother, that's not what I meant. My plan was almost successful, and the Japanese have paid a heavy price."

"Please give me a little more time."

"I want to give you time, but will the Japanese give it to you?"

"This time, the Japanese already know that you're the one retaliating. Won't they just leak our secret directly?"

"Godmother, rest assured. The Japanese won't. I feel that from the beginning, this was just a way for them to flex their muscles."

"Once this kind of information is released, it won't do them any good. It might even backfire on them."

"Besides, regardless of anything else, they actually paid tens of billions to redeem their people this time. Consider it the price they paid for their reckless behavior."

Shangguan Lingwei chuckled. "That mouth of yours is certainly good at sophistry."

Seeing that Shangguan Lingwei's anger had subsided slightly, Ouyang Yunzheng was no longer so restrained.

He lowered himself, kneeling by Shangguan Lingwei's legs, and then naturally began to massage the queen's legs.

"Godmother, I came here today to tell you some good news."

Shangguan Lingwei took a sip of the black tea in her hand.

"What news?"

"Godmother, I heard from a friend in the Public Security Bureau. Those Japanese people might be in trouble again."

"Oh? Speak up."

"It seems two people being watched by border control hid in that Katana Building. Now the police have them under tight surveillance."

"Today, Captain Li personally took men to interrogate them. I expect the Japanese will be much quieter lately."

Shangguan Lingwei nodded; this was indeed quite good news.

Seeing the woman's expression relax further, Ouyang Yunzheng's hands shifted from massaging to gentle kneading.

It had to be said that as the 'old princess' of a top Huaxia wealthy family, Shangguan Lingwei maintained herself very well.

Her legs were still very firm, which made Ouyang Yunzheng feel quite good as he touched them.

And Shangguan Lingwei did not stop the man.

Every day she had to force a smile to serve an old geezer.

Being served by a young, handsome man was much more refreshing for her mood.

Meanwhile, Su Nange, who was developing his business in Qiantang, was gaining more and more momentum.

Products like Ange Technology's artificial cells didn't need much advertising at all.

The things people in wealthy circles competed over were beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Yachts, luxury cars, watches—those had long been standard equipment for them.

But this kind of black technology that could maintain the body, delay aging, and even achieve reverse aging was a scarce resource.

A single course of treatment cost 800,000 yuan, which was unimaginable for ordinary people.

But for these bosses, it didn't even cost as much as a car. It was simply too good a deal!

Su Nange even wondered if he had set the price too low.

Consequently, Chen Qianqian's side was signing so many orders her hands were getting tired. It was far more profitable than her previous job selling porcelain.

Of course, Su Nange felt that for a company to be in a healthy state, it had to let its sales staff make money.

Since Su Nange was now providing Professor Xu Zhiran with a large amount of potions as support, her research and development progress had also greatly improved.

A new product was about to be launched: the 'Stem Cell Core Time Capsule,' which could be taken by both men and women.

The effect wasn't as significant as a direct injection, but it had the advantage of being more affordable.

If used together as a set, the effect would be even better. This also aligned with Su Nange's strategic goal of penetrating the lower-tier market.

So, today Chen Qianqian rarely came to Ange Technology for a meeting to hear the product and R&D departments explain the new product.

She didn't have a private office here, so after the meeting, she ran over to Su Nange's place to rest.

She complained to Su Nange, "Boss, why don't you ever come to A Single Thought anymore?"

A Single Thought was the original Cilan Teahouse.

Now, because it handled the sales functions for Ange Technology, it had become the hottest gathering place for the wealthy in Qiantang.

Su Nange smiled and deliberately feigned ignorance. "With you there in charge, I'm very relieved."

Chen Qianqian wasn't wearing a qipao today; her simple, solid-colored outfit still made her look bright and moving.

By now, she had firmly become the second Meng Yu, gaining quite a bit of fame in Qiantang and knowing many wealthy people.

But in front of Su Nange, she still maintained the humble posture of a little maidservant.

She continued in a slightly coquettish tone, "Originally, Qianqian was happy that you acquired the teahouse because I would have more chances to see you."

"But now, the number of times you come to A Single Thought is even less than back in the teahouse days."

"Oh? Is our little Manager Chen criticizing me?"

"How would Qianqian dare? Qianqian just wants to see you more often."

Su Nange felt helpless. He had Tang Li at the headquarters and Qianqian at the club. Why did he have to provoke both of them in the first place?

Now look at this; if you always walk by the river, your shoes are bound to get wet sooner or later.

Su Nange said, "Fine, I'll find some time in the next couple of days to come over and have tea with you."

Chen Qianqian said joyfully, "Great! Boss, you can't go back on your word!"

"Haha, I won't."

In truth, Qianqian was actually a bit anxious.

It wasn't that she had any thoughts of becoming the boss's wife; Liu Yuan was an unattainable existence to her.

But Chen Qianqian didn't want to fall behind Tang Li either.

This girl had the same thought as Tang Li: in this life, she wanted to stay by Su Nange's side until she died.

Especially for Qianqian, who was deeply influenced by feudal and traditional culture.

She felt that no matter how much money she made or what social status she had, she would always be Su Nange's little maidservant.

Suddenly, Chen Qianqian thought of an important matter the boss had assigned.

"Boss, Li Runfa and Jin Hongmei from Runfa Group came to the club yesterday and even paid a deposit."

Su Nange leaned back and looked up at the ceiling.

To say it was difficult to kill this real estate tycoon now would be a lie.

However, Su Nange couldn't let him off that easily.

Just for the beastly things he had done to Sister Ding, Su Nange couldn't stop himself from wanting to play him to death.

Moreover, this fellow still hadn't given up his designs on Tingting.

It seemed it was time for him to deal with this person again.

After thinking for a moment, Su Nange said, "Alright, Qianqian, do exactly as I say..."

Meanwhile, Li Runfa had no idea he was being plotted against again.

Things had been going smoothly for him lately, so he brought Jin Hongmei to Faxi Temple to fulfill a vow.

Jin Hongmei also had a look of joy. Ange Technology's products were widely praised in high society.

Li Runfa had helped her place an order, so her aging appearance could finally be saved.

As the two of them came out of Faxi Temple, Jin Hongmei said to the boss beside her, "Chairman Li, the sales for several of our housing developments are doing quite well."

"After the funds return smoothly, the accounts will finally be comfortable. Should we first pay off the joint loan from the bank and Global Asia?"

Li Runfa shook his head. "Not for now. I recently got some news. A few capital groups in Qiantang are planning to manipulate a certain stock."

"Old Liao asked if I wanted in. I said I'd wait and see for now."

"If the momentum looks good, we'll follow immediately."

Hearing this, Jin Hongmei said, "Chairman Li, the secondary market is too risky. Shouldn't we play it a bit safer?"

Li Runfa waved his hand. "I know. That's why I didn't agree right away."

"But Hongmei, that bank interest is just a few pennies. Having cash in our hands is what matters."

"To tell you the truth, lately I've been chatting with those bosses in finance at A Single Thought."

"I can't help but sigh. We work ourselves to death on construction projects, yet we don't make as much as those guys playing with capital, who earn more just by lying down."

"If a safety accident occurs, even I have to be held accountable."

"So Hongmei, with the construction industry starting to show a downward trend, I'm considering whether our group needs to start transitioning as well."

Jin Hongmei fell into thought, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

Her instinct as a CFO was telling her that the waters of the capital market were not so easy to wade into.