All eyes were on Casino, 1997.

These days, the most discussed topic, besides SARS, was King Crab Island. The rumored hundred-billion-dollar investment stunned everyone and sparked heated debates.

As part of the hype, concept drawings of the island were plastered on buses and roadside platforms, making it hard to miss.

Before they knew it.

People were surprised to discover that Tai Zihao had taken it to the next level.

Many sighed, lamenting that there seemed to be no end, that his business was already so vast, yet it continued to grow smoother and smoother.

Given Casino's market scale, it couldn't yet support a billionaire of the hundred-billion-dollar club level. The entire year's GDP didn't even add up to a hundred billion dollars. Su Yehao's ability to become one of the wealthiest people in the world made some locals feel proud, as they had finally stopped being firmly suppressed by neighboring Hong Kong, winning a round in a crushing victory.

Currently, Hong Kong's per capita wealth and income levels are higher than Casino's. Since the two places are so close, comparisons are inevitable.

And the King Crab Island project was seen as Su Yehao's way of giving back to his hometown. The number of people who genuinely opposed it wasn't actually that high. Most local residents simply adopted a wait-and-see attitude, feeling that Casino could finally have a truly presentable attraction.

As for the Ruins of St. Paul's and the Monte Forte, etc... Who among the locals would visit those?

Therefore, when media outlets conducted street surveys, only about one or two out of ten people explicitly opposed it, fearing it would affect their own interests.

Panlong Villa.

Inside the Zhao family mansion, Zhao Yimeng's father finished reading the news and shook his head, lamenting:

"With an approval rating of over eighty percent, that crab island is probably a done deal. Zhujiao Mountain will likely become desolate in the future, as wealthy people will move over there. And our family's shopping malls and hotels will be affected to some extent. However, it's a huge boon for the tourism and gambling industries. It was a momentary lapse in judgment back then; the loss is simply too great."

"You're bringing that up again? It's unbearable."

Zhao Yimeng was depressed. Of course, she understood that her father was referring to the marriage alliance.

It was probably like a financial advisor actively recommending a good stock, but you didn't see the value in it at the time. Yet, in just a few years, the stock skyrocketed thousands of times... Anyone would feel bad about it.

Her mother said with a smile:

"Alright, alright, no one is allowed to mention that matter again in the future. If the crab island is built, you and your sister can each buy a villa there. You've both grown into young women in the blink of an eye. You can't keep dragging things on like this. Take the time to find a boyfriend soon; it's time to think about life's big events."

"...Just don't arrange any more blind dates for me. The news has already reached my friends' ears, making me lose face. Those so-called upper-class socialites and outstanding elites are all annoying. The way they look at me is like they're looking at the lottery, dreaming of getting rich overnight, probably thinking I'm a fool who will obediently fall for them."

Zhao Yimeng's breakfast was toast.

After being toasted, the surface was crispy, paired with a fried egg and fresh milk, providing ample nutrition.

Living in a family like hers, and being so intelligent, she certainly wouldn't be like the mindless women in dramas, easily infatuated with someone.

Whoever could marry her would be the same as taking over a decent-sized listed company. Facing profits of billions of Hong Kong dollars, there would never be a shortage of moths drawn to the flame.

Over time.

Whether it was a Mr. Perfect who seemed flawless in every way, an adventurous young hunk, or a charming playboy, Zhao Yimeng had seen all kinds of suitors. She was as clear as a mirror in her heart, deeply aware that so-called feelings were nothing more than hormones at play, easily defeated by enormous interests.

Perhaps it was because she couldn't fully commit that Zhao Yimeng had been delayed.

In addition, there was a certain shameless scoundrel who used to pester her relentlessly, resorting to low-down tactics. Compared to him, everyone else seemed to fall short...

After finishing breakfast, she went out.

Zhao Yimeng had a Pagani with a white top and black bottom, ostensibly to return the favor and support Su Yehao's business.

Her personality was quite wild in private, and she found big toys like this very interesting. She often drove herself to the company.

Today, as she passed by the Su family mansion, she noticed many cars parked by the roadside.

Glancing over casually, she saw that Su Yehao was actually there, directing people to unload a car from a truck.

After thinking about it.

Zhao Yimeng, who had already driven a distance, turned around and returned to the entrance of the Su family mansion.

She parked her car by the roadside, got out, and walked towards Su Yehao, saying speechlessly, "Well, well, you invested in a supercar company yourself, but you're actually funding the enemy by buying a Ferrari? I, on behalf of the Casino Pagani Owners Club, strongly condemn you."

Most of the bodyguards recognized Zhao Yimeng, so they didn't stop her at all.

Su Yehao smiled and asked, "Pagani Owners Club? Is there really such a club?"

"Just kidding. It's rare to see a Pagani. There are probably only three or four in Casino. But what model is this Ferrari of yours? It looks quite unique."

"Enzo, Ferrari's 55th-anniversary edition. Second Aunt gave it to me as a birthday gift last year. It's been sitting at the dock for over a month, and I finally had time to pick it up today. It's probably around eight million Hong Kong dollars; the red ones are cheaper."

Su Yehao was very interested in this white Enzo, which used a non-standard color and was unique in the world.

If he remembered correctly, this car's appreciation potential was very high. As the only factory-original white Enzo, it was even more valuable as a collector's item.

Although Second Aunt didn't understand cars, she knew how to spend money.

Last year, she went to Ferrari and asked which car was the most expensive. When they learned it was for Su Yehao, even the Ferrari headquarters was alarmed and specially customized this car, with a custom "su" logo printed on the headrest and the side of the car.

At this price point, the performance of the cars was all similar, all excessive, differing only in appearance.

Zhao Yimeng nodded without asking further, only saying:

"Oh, right, the stock you told me about has already appreciated. I was just chatting about you with my mom and dad at home, saying that we'll buy villas on King Crab Island in the future. Remember to build some bigger ones, and it would be even better if they could be customized."

"I'll just give you a plot of land. Anyway, your family has a construction team, so I won't get blamed if you don't like it later."

Su Yehao opened the Enzo's butterfly doors, removed the cover, and sat inside, continuing, "Amazon had a good performance in the first quarter this year, and its trend looks pretty good. How are you going to thank me for helping you make money?"

Zhao Yimeng said:

"I'll give you a gift when it's your birthday this year. If I have time, I can also treat you to a meal. A French chef has recently opened a new restaurant near Fisherman's Wharf."

"Alright, I probably won't have time these next few days. Let's wait until the King Crab Island hearing is over. Want to take the car for a spin?"

"Sure, I'll send my car home, and you can pick me up at my door..."