Around nine o'clock in the evening.

Su Yehao, having downed two glasses of Moutai, saw off a group of his uncles at the entrance of the Hong Kong Jockey Club. After a lively exchange of greetings and pleasantries, they each got into their cars and left.

This scene was observed by other members of the Jockey Club, who began to speculate about what it was all about, trying every possible way to find out.

In their opinion,

something important must have happened to gather so many celebrities from the real estate circle.

Grandpa Tang was retired and enjoying his old age, and Su Yehao disliked socializing. It was rare for this pair of grandfather and grandson to come to the Jockey Club, attracting the most attention and arousing the curiosity of many.

Soon,

someone learned privately from a well-connected waiter that during the meal, they had discussed a super real estate project involving tens of billions of Hong Kong dollars.

As soon as this news came out,

it immediately spread like wildfire among certain small circles, causing an uproar.

Some people immediately prepared to invest in real estate stocks the next day, feeling that the turning point for the Hong Kong property market might be coming.

Since the real estate bubble burst, the industry had been silent for a long time, and the real estate sector was half-dead. The aftermath had led to the bankruptcy of many small and medium-sized real estate developers, leaving people with lingering fears...

Su Yehao didn't know that many people at the Jockey Club were paying attention to him.

After getting into the car, he burped and asked the driver to first go to the Tang family mansion on Black's Link Road in Mid-Levels to take Grandpa Tang home.

Only two glasses of baijiu.

Although the glasses were a bit large, everyone focused on discussing matters tonight, and no one had the intention of forcing others to drink, so they didn't drink too much.

The little girl buried herself in her food the whole time. At this moment, she patted her belly and said with a smile, "Brother Hao was especially handsome just now! When you announced the plan to develop Kai Tak Airport, several old men's eyes lit up. They clearly liked your plan."

Grandpa Tang had always found Nangong Tian quite likable, and he chimed in,

"The plan is indeed very good. It's like pulling them in to make money together. Such a large piece of land in Kowloon, and the price might be cheap. Who wouldn't like it? Now it mainly depends on what the higher-ups think. Little Hao, have you asked? Should I join them in making some moves, lest we cast pearls before swine? If they don't have any intention of developing Kai Tak Airport, wouldn't it be a waste?"

Su Yehao nodded and said,

"I asked the former chief financial advisor, Zheng Yongwen, my little aunt's ex-boyfriend. He said that if Kai Tak Airport is successfully developed, it will contribute at least 30 billion Hong Kong dollars in fiscal revenue to the higher-ups. That's more than two square kilometers of land. They considered developing it back in 1993, but unfortunately, no one took the lead, and it ended up being shelved. It's still idle there."

"...That's him. That kid has good connections and is suitable for handling this kind of matter. You can bring him in to help."

Grandpa Tang was old, but his vision and experience were there. He was very clear about this kind of business that involved dealing with the higher-ups. Then he smiled and said,

"If you really bring in that group of people just now, it's basically a sure thing. Kai Tak Airport is definitely worth 30 billion. It might be worth even more if it's built into residential buildings. Faced with such a large sum of money, even if the Li family is powerful, the higher-ups can't possibly not be tempted."

Su Yehao said,

"That's right. If the higher-ups weren't short of money, the Cyberport wouldn't have been within reach of the Li family. I'll try to think of a way as soon as possible and come up with a mature plan. It's best to raise funds to jointly establish a company. Whether we acquire the land ourselves or cooperate with the higher-ups, it shouldn't be a big problem. It's enough to develop for fifteen years."

Grandpa Tang asked,

"How much money are you planning to invest? If you can make this deal and it's not taken over by someone else, wouldn't you be able to compete with the biggest real estate developers?"

"...I'm not sure, at least 10 billion Hong Kong dollars or more. I can only say that I'll try to maintain a dominant position without affecting other businesses. It also depends on how much the other partners are willing to contribute."

Su Yehao opened a crack in the car window, handed Grandpa Tang a cigar, and took one for himself. While puffing out smoke, he added,

"They'll contribute first, and I'll figure out how to make up the rest. The airport terminal and the apron can be left for later, but that runway with the best location must be secured..."

It was rare to see Su Yehao personally discussing business.

The little girl belatedly realized that he already had this kind of status and the ability to lead projects of this scale.

Newspapers always said how rich Su Yehao was. Perhaps because they were too close, the little girl never had an accurate understanding. Tonight was an eye-opener. He could actually make a group of real estate developers' representatives follow his lead.

Leading a project sounded impressive, but it also meant constant trouble.

As usual,

after taking his grandfather home, Su Yehao called his assistant Zhuang Wei on the road, briefly mentioned the whole matter, and instructed her to contact a consulting firm tomorrow and set up a new team as soon as possible.

As for the most important task of lobbying the higher-ups, he knew too few relevant people. Apart from Zheng Yongwen, the others were just nodding acquaintances.

He still had to ask his parents for help, and also seek assistance from his allies. After all, he was trying to snatch food from the Li family's mouth. It was always good to be well-prepared, and he couldn't really let those potential partners lie at home and make money.

Faced with such a large project, those who should contribute money should contribute money, and those who should contribute effort should contribute effort. If more investment banks, wealth management companies, and wealthy businessmen were brought in to help, the chances of success would be even greater.

In order to have enough control in the future, Su Yehao was already planning to find more investors.

After secretly reviewing the potential partners, he realized that there were quite a few people he could contact, such as Zhao Yimeng's Donghuang Group, He Shaofan's Heji Real Estate, his father's Sihai International, and some acquaintances in the United States, the mainland, and Japan, who all had the possibility of investing.

His thoughts were ultimately affected by alcohol and not clear enough.

Seeing the little girl beside him making a phone call in a low voice, Su Yehao temporarily stopped thinking about business and turned to ask her, "Who's calling you so late?"

"Jiang Yu. She said no one's home tonight and asked if we want to go to Central for a late-night snack."

"...Why didn't she call earlier? Should we go back to Mid-Levels to pick her up?"

After Su Yehao finished speaking, he signaled the driver to turn around. The little girl immediately greeted Jiang Yu and told her to meet them downstairs at her house later.

It was past nine o'clock, and the nightlife of young people had just begun.

He was busy discussing business earlier. Faced with a table full of good food, Su Yehao was really not full.

When they were almost at Shangfeng Shangshui Villa,

the little girl suddenly said, "Jiang Yu mentioned that she saw a particularly beautiful woman in the neighborhood a few days ago, and she lives on the top floor of the next building. Doesn't that mean she's right next to your apartment, Brother Hao? Do you know her?"

"..."

Hearing this, Su Yehao instantly sobered up.

He couldn't guess whether the little girl was deliberately trying to get information out of him while he was drunk, or whether she already knew something and was subtly warning him.

Pretending that nothing had happened,

he said calmly, "Yes, my mother and I sold the apartment to her back then. By the way, is Jiang Yu busy changing clothes and making us wait a long time? It's just a late-night snack. Call her again and urge her."

He awkwardly changed the subject.

Fortunately, the little girl didn't ask any further questions. He was so scared by her that his back was almost sweating...