The living room on the second floor of the Western-style house had been converted into a not-so-small gym, filled with imported equipment.
In those days, acquiring good fitness equipment was a very difficult task.
However, on the carpet in the center, the young man had no intention of exercising.
Instead, he assumed a peculiar posture, lying on his side on the carpet, breathing in and out, completely absorbed.
Seeing this scene, Qin Siyue was not surprised at all. She simply sat down on a bench in the gym with Yu Zhou and quietly waited for him.
"What is he doing? Practicing Qigong?"
Yu Zhou was somewhat surprised. Even though it was a memory from decades ago, he still remembered.
In the early 1990s, it was a period when practicing Qigong was extremely popular. A so-called Qigong master would emerge from time to time, gaining immense fame.
Even official circles in some places had a deep belief in Qigong, let alone ordinary citizens.
Whether it was Wanghai or the new district of Shenzhen, there wasn't a place that hadn't experienced the Qigong craze.
Citizens pursued Qigong with extreme fervor, to the point that some individuals who already held a certain social status, even those considered intelligent, gradually joined the Qigong craze.
On television, some Qigong masters appeared incredibly powerful. Only Yu Zhou, reborn from the future, felt a sense of awkwardness.
Finally, the young man opened his eyes.
"I've got a sense of Qi, can I really cultivate a sense of Qi? I originally thought Qigong was just something to fool people with."
The young man was delighted. Regardless of his status or identity, the desire for power was always there.
Before, he could clearly feel a warmth in his lower abdomen. While this might seem absurd to Yu Zhou, if you concentrate on a specific part of your body, you will feel something different in that part.
However, the so-called Qigong was definitely a baseless claim, something that didn't exist. How could one truly cultivate a sense of Qi?
"Brother Zhou, you haven't been seen for days. So you've been hiding at home practicing Qigong?"
Qin Siyue was not intimidated. Given her status, she didn't need to be afraid when meeting this "Brother Zhou." She immediately went up to greet him.
"Siyue! You're quite early today!"
"What? Have you come to your senses and are ready to go all out like us? I invited you to join before, but you were extremely cautious. What changed your mind?"
Compared to the second-generation heirs downstairs, this "Brother Zhou" clearly valued Qin Siyue more.
This was not only because Qin Siyue's status was comparable to his own, but more importantly, the energy Qin Siyue could mobilize was even more terrifying than his.
After all, she was the daughter who had been living abroad, and everyone in the circle knew that her father was incredibly doting on her. Unlike them, they sometimes needed to consult their elders before taking action.
"I was just curious, so I came early to take a look and, by the way, introduce you to a friend."
Qin Siyue replied with grace and poise.
She naturally knew why these people were associating with her.
And she also understood why her father, who had found her, was so indulgent towards her.
To continue to thrive in this environment, one must understand the principle of knowing when to advance and when to retreat. Therefore, with the resources she already possessed, she would absolutely not get deeply involved in new profit entanglements with this group.
"Oh? You brought a friend?"
As he spoke, "Brother Zhou's" gaze fell upon Yu Zhou.
To be honest, Yu Zhou's appearance was not handsome, but he was by no means unattractive. How to put it? If he were truly ordinary, he wouldn't have been able to marry Jiang Jie back then, would he?
However, to say that he had an outstanding temperament and always appeared to be dictating the world would be an exaggeration.
In summary, he was just an ordinary person who was somewhat memorable. Therefore, upon seeing Yu Zhou for the first time, "Brother Zhou" was momentarily stunned, feeling that Qin Siyue wouldn't have brought such an ordinary person to introduce to him.
As if seeing through "Brother Zhou's" thoughts at a glance,
Qin Siyue immediately began to introduce him: "Yu Zhou, this is Brother Zhou, Zhou Zicong, whom I mentioned to you before. He is also organizing people to purchase subscription warrants."
"Don't you have a very optimistic view of subscription warrants? You can analyze it with him."
"Brother Zhou! Yu Zhou is my friend from my hometown. He has come to Wanghai this time specifically to look at the subscription warrant market. And like you, he is extremely optimistic about it. I'm sure you'll have common ground."
Upon introduction, she clearly stated her purpose.
In an instant, Yu Zhou was somewhat surprised.
Good heavens, this Zhou Zicong was organizing people to start buying subscription warrants?
No wonder she invited him to this salon even though she knew he was going back. It turned out she wanted to introduce him to someone like this.
For a moment, Yu Zhou's gaze towards Qin Siyue showed a hint of gratitude.
It might be difficult for others to guess, but Yu Zhou knew very clearly that even from the very beginning.
There were already some behind-the-scenes operators for these subscription warrants.
If an ordinary person wanted to make a small fortune and buy a few, it wouldn't attract the attention of those operators, as they were playing on a much larger scale.
However, if you bought them in sets, or even several sets at once, it would definitely attract the attention of the big players.
Throughout history, whether it was subscription warrants or the stock market, it had always been a case of big fish eating small fish. In China, to make a fortune in this area, and a substantial one at that, one must have a foundation that others dared not touch.
Did Yu Zhou have such a foundation? Clearly not.
Therefore, even though he only had a little over thirty thousand yuan and only bought ten sets, even if he had over a million yuan now.
He wouldn't dare to invest it all in subscription warrants.
Being able to secure ten complete sets was already the maximum quantity. If he greedily wanted more, then the big players would definitely appear and devour him, this small shrimp, leaving not even a shred of bone.
"Oh? Hello, Mr. Yu!"
"Since you are Siyue's friend, you are also my friend. Sit down! Shall we chat?"
Zhou Zicong did not look down on people like the others outside.
Instead, he adopted a very amiable demeanor, showing none of the airs of a leader in the circle.
For a moment, Yu Zhou also became interested.