After expending immense effort, Wei Hua finally managed to calm Li Yuhan down and sent her back to her dormitory. Just as he was about to attend to his own matters, his phone rang.
It was an unknown number. Wei Hua hesitated for a moment before pressing the answer button.
"Hello, may I ask..."
"Young Master Wei, how does it feel to watch the woman you like pursue another man?"
Upon hearing the voice on the phone, Wei Hua's gaze sharpened.
Song Botao. Why would he call me?
There was some interaction among the top young masters of the few major families in the capital. Apart from the unsociable Lin Yan, they were all somewhat acquainted within the same circle, so it wasn't strange for Wei Hua to know Song Botao.
"How does it feel? No feeling. She's just a plaything I couldn't hold onto. Since she's gone to pursue another man, I certainly won't keep her anymore."
Wei Hua said, feigning indifference. He still didn't know Song Botao's purpose in contacting him.
"Heh, Young Master Wei, do you take me for a fool?"
Hearing Wei Hua's words, Song Botao on the other end of the phone let out a few dry laughs, his voice even hoarser than the last time at the hospital, speaking haltingly.
After the previous incident, Song Botao had no intention of stopping; instead, he had become even more unhinged. He neglected company affairs, focusing solely on revenge against Lin Yan.
"If your younger brother, Wei Shaoting, said that, perhaps I would believe it a little. You? Forget it. You've been cautious and meticulous since childhood. If you hadn't been sure that Lin Yan already had a girlfriend, you would never have made a move on that campus belle. I understand your nature quite well."
"You don't need to concern yourself with my affairs."
His thoughts having been guessed, Wei Hua showed no outward reaction, but his tone turned a few degrees colder.
"Young Master Wei, are you interested in joining forces? Once this is accomplished, I'll be discharged from the hospital and help your Wei family rise again."
Seeing that the time was ripe, Song Botao extended an olive branch.
This is your true objective, isn't it? Wei Hua sneered. He naturally knew that Lin Yan had broken Song Botao's limbs.
"Not interested."
"No, no, no, don't be so quick to make a decision. Are you sure Lin Yan really doesn't like Li Yuhan? Aren't you afraid he's just putting on an act in front of his girlfriend? Don't be silly, Young Master Wei. We know what kind of person Lin Yan is. He won't abandon Li Yuhan. Perhaps..."
"Shut up!"
When Li Yuhan was mentioned, Wei Hua's emotions clearly shifted.
"Heh, well, think about it, Young Master Wei. For the sake of the family, and for yourself, I'll be waiting for your reply!"
Leaving these words behind, Song Botao gave a dry laugh and hung up the phone.
After the call ended, Wei Shaoting fell into deep thought.
...
The Cullinan stopped in front of the Lin Corporation.
Lin Yan brought Su Mojin to the CEO's office.
Lin Guoxiong's office was decorated in the most popular minimalist style, simple yet elegant. As soon as they entered, they saw a blonde, blue-eyed foreign woman sitting opposite Lin Guoxiong.
Only her back was visible, so her face couldn't be seen. She had blonde hair and wore an OL uniform.
Hearing the sound, the person in the chair turned around.
Her appearance was vastly different from what her back suggested; she was an elderly woman over fifty.
Upon seeing her, Lin Yan's eyes lit up. He hadn't expected his so-called father to actually invite her.
Rock Blanche, a financial master among the top ranks of Blue Star.
This person was a financial celebrity abroad, an honorary professor at a top university, and someone Lin Yan had invited to be Su Mojin's teacher.
Looking at the over-fifty Blanche, Lin Yan estimated that his so-called father must have spent a considerable amount of money to invite her.
It wasn't just a lot of money; Blanche had even said that she might not teach even if paid, and that to be taught by her, one had to possess a certain talent. However, in Lin Guoxiong's opinion, Su Mojin's talent should not be a problem.
Su Mojin had read about Blanche in books and never expected this celebrity to appear before her.
"You are my student, aren't you?"
Blanche walked up to Su Mojin. There were only two people, and Lin Guoxiong had told her that the student was female, so it was easy to identify her.
Su Mojin was somewhat taken aback. It wasn't until Lin Yan gave her a reassuring nod that Su Mojin nodded.
Blanche sized up Su Mojin with a slightly languid tone.
"Follow me."
Su Mojin was led to the adjacent room by Blanche, while Lin Yan was called over by Lin Guoxiong to sit opposite him on the sofa.
"How have you been enjoying the cars lately? Interested in getting into finance?"
Things were relatively quiet today, so Lin Guoxiong took the opportunity to have a heart-to-heart with Lin Yan.
Getting into finance? That could be arranged, but it couldn't occupy too much of his time.
"I will consider this matter."
"You brat, this isn't something to just consider; you need to take practical action. You know that the Song family is still eyeing us covetously."
Hearing Lin Yan say he would consider it, Lin Guoxiong's anger flared.
The Leng family had a relationship as old friends and wouldn't pose much of a problem, but the remaining Wei and Song families were not to be trifled with. The Wei family's industries had shrunk significantly in recent years, so their problem wasn't too big. The only one that was difficult to deal with was the Song family, and they had a great feud between them.
No matter how talented his daughter-in-law was, he couldn't entrust the family's foundation to a woman. Su Mojin would only be an assistant in the future; the real control needed to be in Lin Yan's hands.
"I will make time to handle financial matters."
Seeing that Lin Guoxiong seemed genuinely angry, Lin Yan paused and said in a deep voice.
He understood that in this aristocratic family, to lead the family to survive, one still needed to understand a bit about finance. Since that was the case, Lin Yan would make time to learn.
Looking at Lin Yan's relatively sincere eyes, Lin Guoxiong finally breathed a sigh of relief, hoping his brat would take his words to heart.
"How's the racing going? I heard that racetrack is about to be completed. Have you thought about how to manage it in the future?"
Manage?
Lin Yan shook his head. He didn't plan to operate it publicly.
"I don't plan to operate it on a large scale."
"Not operate it?"
Lin Guoxiong was stunned. He looked closely at his son, trying to see if there was anything wrong with him.
A forty-billion-yuan racetrack, if not operated, wouldn't that mean the forty billion was wasted? He had planned to make money from the racetrack, at least to break even, if nothing else.
"To be precise, I won't operate it on a large scale."
Lin Yan continued.
Lin Yan planned to build a large racing club and a racing academy on the vacant land opposite the racetrack.
This racetrack would definitely be open for training at his future academy.
Even if it were operated, the daily visitor traffic would be limited. As long as it could cover the normal operating and maintenance costs of the racetrack and the villas, it would suffice.
Lin Yan explained his ideas to Lin Guoxiong, who listened intently.