The shrewd Americans shut down the stock market directly, leaving Su Yehao with no recourse.

He tasted some sweetness from the commodities futures trading market. In just three trading days, the total miscellaneous gains added up to nearly $166.6 million. The money for Sweet Fish Entertainment's expansion over the next two to three years could be considered earned with this one deal.

This speculation.

The main profitable projects involved going long on gold futures, followed by shorting the Nikkei index, the Hang Seng index, and several European exchanges.

Airlines were being shorted by too many people, so Su Yehao didn't grab much market share. He still held some short positions, trying to pick up scraps. The crash-like decline was over, and he was betting that investors were bearish on the global aviation industry, which could continue to fall a bit further. If he was lucky, he might make some extra pocket money.

The shorting sentiment in the market was too strong, and the supply of shares for borrowing was quickly exhausted. Even if Su Yehao was willing to spend money, there was nothing he could do without shares to borrow. This was also why he decided to cooperate with Goldman Sachs a few days ago – Goldman Sachs Group had more channels.

The private equity fund he invested $300 million in had only been running for three trading days, and the book profit had already exceeded 6%, which was a return of more than $10 million.

The opportunities had been obvious in recent days, and anyone with a little brain could make money. The amount would depend on Goldman Sachs' next moves, as the end of the lock-up period was still far away.

At the 5S Asset Management's Hong Kong headquarters, they also made some money. Unfortunately, apart from the QDII fund, the funds from other mainland products couldn't be brought out, so they couldn't profit. Following the market's inertia, the gains from the previous month were almost wiped out.

Su Yehao no longer cared about the investors' attitudes. He took the opportunity to increase his holdings and bottom-fish for a batch of companies, continuing to buy back the stocks he sold in the middle of the year. He also wrote a short essay, telling investors to be patient.

As for whether it would be useful, that was none of Su Yehao's business. He didn't want to be held hostage by investors' emotions anymore. The worst-case scenario was breaking up, which would only mean earning less money in the short term. It wasn't a big deal.

...

The fourth day after returning to Hong Kong from Qatar.

At noon, he went to Barker Road to visit his biological son. In the blink of an eye, the little guy was almost a year old, and he looked particularly delicate and likable.

Holding the little guy, Su Yehao kissed him and smiled:

"You're full of milk fragrance. You feel much heavier than before. With those thin arms and legs of yours, you won't be able to carry him when you go out in the future."

Nong Qingying had already returned to her normal life.

In addition to the Si Hai Casino and the land in Casino, 1997, she also owned SK-II in Japan, the Sohoo portal website in the mainland, and a company that produced electric motorcycles. The brand was called "Yellow Duck," and its headquarters were in Fochuan, not far from the Midea Group.

Investing in small electric scooters was Su Yehao's previous suggestion to her, as it was an emerging market with decent potential.

However, Su Yehao had never heard of this Yellow Duck electric motorcycle brand.

Nong Qingying invested 100 million RMB, holding 70% of the shares, and sent several Hong Kong executives to oversee the work. The first product was launched in May of this year, and sales were so-so. Occasionally, they could be seen on the streets of Hong Kong. The trademark was a yellow duck, which was self-explanatory.

Hearing Su Yehao's words, Nong Qingying replied, "This little guy can eat and sleep. It's tiring to hold him for even ten minutes. The air pollution in the city is so bad now, it's better for him to stay at home. Going out would attract paparazzi, which is annoying."

"You know it's annoying, so why do you often post photos of him online? I saw comments saying he looks like me. I don't know how many young girls he'll harm in the future. When he's a little older, he needs to be disciplined, and he needs to be spanked when necessary. You and my grandfather must not spoil him."

"Wow, saying you're going to beat him in front of your son. Be careful he doesn't like you."

Nong Qingying said with a smile, adding:

"Do you think I'm the type to indulge children? The security in Hong Kong has improved a lot in the past two years. The Organized Crime and Triad Bureau has arrested many people, and you've hired a lot of bodyguards. Otherwise, I wouldn't dare to post his photos. Isn't it a waste to raise such a handsome baby son if I don't let others envy him?"

"...Anyway, just be careful. I'm not afraid of you spoiling the child, but I'm mainly afraid of my grandfather. That Pullman bulletproof version of the Mercedes-Benz S600 in the yard already explains a lot."

As soon as Su Yehao entered, he saw a black car in the yard. After asking, he found out that it was a gift from the old man, who was worried about something happening to the little guy outside.

Nong Qingying smiled and said, "Don't blame me for this. Tang Bo didn't notify me before buying the car. Otherwise, I would definitely have bought a bulletproof van, which would be more suitable for taking care of the child."

"You're acting like you're not happy about getting a bargain. Don't let the old man hear that..."

A car was nothing.

Previously, Grandpa Tang had taken a fancy to the Zi Zha Nong Bird Zun, a bronze artifact from the late Spring and Autumn period to the early Warring States period, at the Freer Gallery of Art in the United States. Su Yehao sent people to Washington, D.C., to find lobbyists and spent more than a million dollars to smooth things over. Finally, he used a painting by Paul Gauguin, through the channels of a private museum, to sign an agreement with the art gallery to exchange collections.

Calculating the total cost, it cost about seven million dollars. The French painter Paul Gauguin, along with Van Gogh and Cézanne, were known as the three masters of Post-Impressionism, and his paintings were not cheap.

Now, the Zi Zha Nong Bird Zun bronze artifact that was exchanged for was in the old man's hands. When he got tired of it, it might be placed in Su Yehao's small castle again.

Collecting, like playing with cars, is always about the next one being better.

After lunch, Nong Qingying stayed at home with her son for a nap. Su Yehao made an appointment with Zheng Yongwen and took a car to the Hong Kong Stock Exchange.

After the two met in the Chief Executive Officer's office, Zheng Yongwen didn't give him a good look, complaining, "You're a shareholder, but you're shorting your own company. I've been swamped these past few days. You, on the other hand, look great. Did you make another fortune?"

"Come on, the Hong Kong Stock Exchange is the Hong Kong Stock Exchange, and the Hang Seng Index is the Hang Seng Index. Now, the Hong Kong Stock Exchange isn't even a constituent stock of the Hang Seng Index. What's wrong with me shorting the index?"

Su Yehao said casually, then continued, "I only made a small fortune. I see the Hong Kong Stock Exchange is booming recently, with trading volumes rising one after another. The stock price has already risen a bit. What are you busy with?"

"It's all because of that thing in the United States. I'm giving interviews everywhere, and there's a pile of things waiting for me. Shouldn't I have just stayed home and slept in every day? Wouldn't that have been more comfortable?"

"I don't believe you. Which Hong Kong Stock Exchange-listed company dares not to give you face now? This job is so comfortable, with an annual salary of tens of millions of Hong Kong dollars."

Zheng Yongwen counted on his fingers and replied:

"There are many people who dare not give me face, like you, for example. You were clamoring to establish the STAR Market back then, and now it's launched. How about you find more people to list on it? There isn't a single one who can fight. Do you expect anyone else in Hong Kong to stand up and support the STAR Market?"

This was indeed Su Yehao's fault. After hearing this, he immediately played the victim, telling him:

"Wait a little longer. The market environment is not good. Even if they list, they won't be able to raise much money. It's better to wait for a good opportunity and then make the Hong Kong STAR Market a hit. Dozens of small companies can't compare to one famous enterprise, just like the Cyberport project. There are so many newly built office parks and shopping malls, but people only care about that Bullet Building, right?"

Zheng Yongwen said in surprise, "Oh, is that its official name? I see people outside call it the 'Calligraphy Brush Tip'. The shape does look a bit like the tip of a calligraphy brush."

"...Damn it, what Calligraphy Brush Tip Building? That's too rustic."

Touching his chin, Su Yehao shook his head and said, "No, I'll buy some news later. Otherwise, I'll earn hundreds of millions less in rent in the future."