Chapter 1 Su Yehao Returns to Hong Kong

Su Yehao dropped his father off in Casino, 1997, then took a boat back to Hong Kong.

Hong Kong Airport is on Lantau Island, which is quite far from the city center. There was no need to fly around aimlessly, which would only waste time.

As soon as he got back to his home in Big Wave Bay, the little girl ran over and hugged him around the neck, pouting:

"Brother Hao, I missed you so much! Did you miss me?"

"Yes, I dreamt about you. Is that good enough?"

Su Yehao, both amused and annoyed, pointed to the suitcase and said, "I didn't find anything fun. I was busy with business in Qatar. I only brought you some local specialties."

"I understand. Two buildings collapsed in New York. I was shocked when I heard the news. I thought it was an accident, but I didn't expect someone could be so insane as to deliberately crash a plane full of passengers into a building."

"Yeah, the mainland has plans to buy airplanes. This time, they might be able to get a discount."

"..."

Nangong Tian felt like something was off, but that wasn't the point. She continued with a smile, "I went to your assistant's office today to deliver some documents and chatted with Sister Zhuang Wei. She said you made another huge investment profit? But she didn't go into detail, told me to ask you myself. I was thinking about picking you up at the airport, luckily I didn't make the trip for nothing."

"It's not a huge profit, just some well-known news. Just making a little hard-earned money, maybe a hundred million or so, in U.S. dollars, if I'm lucky."

Su Yehao said calmly, then went to feed the macaw standing on its perch. The big blue bird looked quite beautiful, a far cry from how it looked when it first hatched.

"Wow, a hundred million U.S. dollars, and that's just 'hard-earned money'?"

The little girl added, "I'm opening a movie studio here, spending money like water. I invested thirty million U.S. dollars in the *X-Men* project based on your advice, and the twenty million U.S. dollars invested in *Spider-Man* hasn't been recouped yet. The release date is nowhere in sight. Shouldn't you do something about that, or maybe even… compensate with your body?"

"...You just want my body, don't you? But I'm a little tired after traveling all day."

"Tsk, Brother Hao, you weren't like this before."

"..."

They sat down in the living room, and the housekeeper brought over freshly brewed hot tea.

The little girl sat cross-legged on the carpet, opened the suitcase, and found only some dates, broad beans, and beef jerky, obviously bought at the airport.

But she was still very happy that he hadn't forgotten to bring her a gift, even though he had left in such a hurry.

The girl had good teeth, crunching on the broad beans. She popped one into Su Yehao's mouth and said with a smile:

"Oh, right. Jiang Yu's period was a week late, and she was so scared. She even wanted to drag me to the hospital with her. It finally came this morning. I was wondering how you were sneaking around with her without me knowing, but the timing didn't add up."

"..."

He glared at her. Su Yehao lay back lazily, eating broad beans and saying, "The desert in the Middle East is beautiful. I'll take you on a trip sometime. Dubai in the United Arab Emirates is loaded these days. They opened a so-called seven-star Burj Al Arab hotel next to Jumeirah Beach. We can go camel riding."

"I might consider it, but that place is probably like the Maldives, right? Swimsuits aren't allowed in public? It's peak season in the Maldives again. Should we go eat some lobsters?"

"Just go to the seafood market yourself. They're full of lobsters. I've been traveling too much this year and don't really want to go far for a while."

Reaching out and tapping the little girl on the head, Su Yehao scolded with a smile, "Always thinking about wearing swimsuits, who are you trying to impress? We have an indoor swimming pool at home, and I never see you swimming in it."

"Of course, I'm only showing them to you, hahaha. It's cold now, it's too expensive to heat a pool of water. It uses so much electricity."

Hearing about the electricity, Su Yehao suddenly remembered something and said:

"Before I went to Casino, 1997, I had someone talk to China Light and Power about discounted electricity. I don't know how their negotiations are going. Hong Kong Microelectronics Group will be a huge power consumer in the future. If these power plants weren't so expensive, it would be better to buy one directly, which would cut down on production costs."

The energy industry was undoubtedly very profitable. As long as you grabbed the market share, the profits were especially stable.

Su Yehao had looked into hydropower stations, power grids, and so on in the mainland, but when he thought about the electricity prices remaining the same for more than a decade, he had decisively given up and instead focused heavily on the more familiar real estate sector.

Hong Kong's electricity prices were relatively high, and semiconductor factories like wafer foundries consumed a lot of electricity. With the production plants in the Hong Kong Semiconductor Industrial Park about to start production, it was time to consider the cost issue.

The little girl said casually:

"There's more than one power company in Hong Kong, and we can also import electricity from the mainland. We'll just buy from whoever's cheaper. By the way, I suddenly realized that Tianyu Entertainment is a little short on funds."

"With me around, how could I let you worry about money? It's best to borrow from the bank first. With my cash in the account, you can get a loan and use more money. That's more cost-effective than paying out of your own pocket. It's like having the opportunity to use thirty or forty million U.S. dollars as if it were one or two hundred million."

Su Yehao considered for a few seconds, then said, "I'll call China CITIC Bank later and ask them to guarantee a loan of one billion Hong Kong dollars for you. Is that enough?"

"???"

The little girl quickly waved her hand, "That's too much, I don't need that much money. The annual interest alone would be tens of millions. The money I earn wouldn't be enough to pay the bank, it would be like working for the bank."

"One billion won't last long. Investing in a large cinema hall would cost an average of ten million RMB. Open dozens of them in the next two years, and the money will be gone quickly. What's more, Tianyu Entertainment has so many film and television projects, and the return cycle is a bit long."

After a simple calculation, it did seem like it would burn through money quickly.

Others developed slowly, expanding with the profits they earned, while Su Yehao preferred to spread out all at once and grab market share.

He then laughed:

"When the time is right, we'll raise a round of funding and take the company public. You and Jiang Yu will be powerful women with a listed company under your names, monopolizing the entertainment industry in Hong Kong and the mainland."

The little girl initially thought it wasn't that simple, but then she realized that with Su Yehao's strength, achieving all of this seemed like a small matter.

For example, Sze Hai International had already made the bold statement of building one hundred chain shopping centers in the next eight years. Even if they only developed in these shopping malls, the scale would be enough to go public.

Looking at the Hong Kong Stock Exchange, some listed companies sounded good, but their market value was less than one hundred million Hong Kong dollars. Even she could buy seven or eight of them outright, which wasn't a big deal.

After quickly discussing the loan, Su Yehao returned to his study to deal with official business. There was a pile of documents waiting for him in his inbox.

9/11 had become 11/10, and the United States was in constant turmoil.

In addition to the two buildings in New York, the Pentagon near Washington was also directly hit, suffering more damage than in his previous life. The fire completely burned it down, collapsing about one-fifth of the building. Initial estimates put the death toll at three or four hundred people, with almost all participants in a meeting wiped out.

As for the Twin Towers, the number of missing people exceeded one thousand. It seemed that a lot of people were working overtime inside, especially those financial companies with deep pockets who liked to rent offices on the upper floors, leaving no way to escape…