Although it wasn't far from the Zhao family mansion,

he remembered having come over only a handful of times.

The garden at Zhao Yimeng's house was as beautiful as ever, filled with all kinds of flowers.

It was April.

Roses bloomed in the flower beds, and in the corner stood a huge Bauhinia tree, covered in blossoms.

There were also several low-lying shrubs trimmed into the shape of teddy bears, which looked rather cute.

Unlike his old man, who lived a haphazard life and paved his yard with tiles, Su Yehao could tell from the Zhao family's garden that they were a family who knew how to enjoy life, with refinement evident everywhere.

Zhao Yimeng came out to greet him personally, showing off, "What do you think? Although the yard is much smaller than yours, it's very beautiful, right? The tai tais (married women of means) around here all come to my house to learn about gardening. My mom put a lot of thought into it."

"Indeed... who's your gardener? I'm thinking of poaching him."

Seeing Su Yehao go straight for the kill, Zhao Yimeng was stunned and said resentfully, "...You're so shameless."

Since there were maids to clean up, there was no need to change shoes upon entering.

Her parents were both home tonight, as well as her younger sister, Zhao Dingling. After handing the abalone, fish maw, bird's nest, and sea cucumber gifts to the maid, Su Yehao greeted politely,

"Uncle Zhao, you look radiant and full of energy. Have you fully recovered? I brought some dried goods to nourish you. Managing such a large company must be exhausting. And there's bird's nest and sea cucumber, full of collagen, for you ladies to nourish your skin."

Mr. Zhao laughed heartily,

"I've fully recovered. The doctor said that as long as I'm careful, living another forty years won't be a problem. It's good of you to come, no need to bring gifts. Let's go straight to the table. I'll have a drink with you tonight. I heard you like Maotai, right? You even bought a few buildings to store your collection?"

"There's some truth to that, but it's mainly to get close to the distillery in advance, so I can invest in it when the time comes. It's not as exaggerated as the rumors say. I'm not a lush."

Su Yehao said as he walked.

When he arrived at the dining room and sat at the oval table, he immediately noticed the golden box on the table, shaped like an imperial seal, with the words "Han Emperor Maotai" written on it.

Old Master Tang also had a bottle of this wine in his collection, which he bought at an auction a few years ago for more than six hundred thousand Hong Kong dollars. It was said that only ten bottles were produced in total, and all but one, which was kept by the distillery, were auctioned off in Hong Kong.

He was immediately surprised and said, "You're drinking this with me? That's too wasteful. It was very expensive a few years ago. Wouldn't it sell for over a million Hong Kong dollars now? A single sip costs tens of thousands, more extravagant than Romanée-Conti."

"Wine is meant to be drunk, I don't know how high the price is. A friend gave it to me as a birthday gift. I've wanted to try it for a long time, but there are too many people at dinner usually, and I only have one bottle. Tonight is the perfect opportunity to drink some with you."

It wasn't that Mr. Zhao was being opportunistic.

With Su Yehao's current reputation and strength, he undoubtedly surpassed the Zhao family by a wide margin, and deserved to be treated with respect.

Mr. Zhao had been in business for so many years, and the investment he regretted the most wasn't missing out on any piece of land, but the fact that Su Yehao's parents had talked to him about a marriage alliance two years ago, but it never came to fruition.

If he had been a little more enthusiastic at the time, the two families might already be married, and their children would be walking.

Missing out on a golden turtle (eligible bachelor) worth tens of billions of Hong Kong dollars made even a wealthy businessman like Mr. Zhao feel a pang of regret, so much so that now, when someone comes to him looking for a match, he always feels that they are far inferior to Su Yehao.

Having the ability to drink wine of this caliber, and being curious about what it tasted like, Su Yehao didn't refuse and said happily, "Then I won't be polite. When I get to know the people at the distillery better, I'll send Uncle Zhao another bottle. Actually, my maternal grandfather also has a bottle, but he won't give it to me."

"Don't ask your maternal grandfather. After all, it's just a bottle of wine. Although I'm not as successful as you are now, this little money is nothing, as long as we're happy."

Seeing that he valued it so much, Mr. Zhao felt that he had chosen the right wine tonight and smiled as he told the maid to serve the dishes.

Su Yehao said politely, "You're too kind. I just got lucky by accident. When it comes to doing business properly, I still have a lot to learn from you."

Mr. Zhao fumbled to open the extravagant golden box, first taking out two goblets and asking his younger daughter, Zhao Dingling, to help wash them, saying,

"There's nothing to learn. I was originally worried about Nasdaq in the US, that it was a bit of a house of cards, and that there might be problems, but I didn't expect you to react first. If I'm not mistaken, your plan to develop Kai Tak Airport this time is to transfer assets and reduce risk? Hong Kong's real estate has been falling for so long, although it has rebounded somewhat recently, it's still quite stable."

"As expected of Uncle Zhao, you saw the problem at a glance. I do think there's a bit of a bubble, so I plan to cash out a portion."

Su Yehao chatted with Mr. Zhao.

Whether it was Zhao Yimeng or her mother, Jin Yu, they were both sensible enough not to interrupt.

No matter what their status was at home, today was Su Yehao's visit, so they had to give face to the head of the family, lest they be considered ill-mannered.

At this moment,

Zhao Yimeng wiped the heavy golden goblets clean and helped pour the wine.

Her mother then interjected, "We saw the plan to develop the Digital Port at Kai Tak Airport in the newspaper, but it seems like there's very little information. What stage is it at?"

Su Yehao told her,

"There's only a preliminary plan for now. A group of Hong Kong developers have already expressed their willingness to invest. The key is whether to cooperate with the Hong Kong government, or to acquire the land through a conventional auction and develop it ourselves. If we bear it all, the initial budget will be at least 27 or 8 billion Hong Kong dollars, some of which will be used to acquire land and build the Digital Port, and some to build residential buildings, developing and turning it over as we go."

After hearing this, Mr. Zhao nodded and said with a smile,

"Such a large sum of money would be crushing for Donghuang. You can take it out now, but whether you cooperate or acquire the land yourself, it doesn't seem to be a problem for you."

"...More or less. As long as we can secure the land, we will definitely push the project forward. The Digital Port itself will not only have office buildings, but also shopping malls and hotels, with good development prospects, especially with such a large piece of residential land. The appreciation potential in the future should not be underestimated, otherwise I wouldn't be hoping to cooperate with Uncle Zhao."

Taking the goblet,

Su Yehao smelled the aroma of the wine, his movements careful, after all, spilling a little would be several thousand dollars, which was quite heartbreaking.

He didn't plan to get a definite answer from the Zhao family tonight, but mainly to communicate and understand.

After eating a few bites of food and sipping some wine,

He didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but he did feel that the taste of Han Emperor Maotai was very different. The wine was crystal clear, with a viscous feel and a fragrant aroma.

After briefly discussing the development of Kai Tak Airport, the topic soon shifted to Su's old man.

To his surprise, he learned that Sihai International had quietly acquired more than two hundred acres of land in the planned CBD of the Capital, preparing to develop shopping malls, hotels, and office buildings, and that Su Yehao was helping to pay for it, with plans to build a super skyscraper over five hundred meters tall.

Mr. Zhao was so envious that he glanced at Zhao Yimeng several times.

How could Zhao Yimeng not guess what her father was thinking? She just pretended nothing was happening and buried herself in her food.

Comparison is the thief of joy.

She had long since given up the idea of competing with Su Yehao. Watching him surge ahead, accumulating tens of billions of dollars in wealth, this young lady had become completely zen...