Chapter 17 Planning to Swallow the Su Family

Hearing the words "one of us," Ge Banxian felt a shiver down his spine.

This wasn't a good phrase, and he thought Su Yehao had slipped up. He suddenly felt the urge to hang up the phone.

But then he reconsidered.

Ge Banxian realized he was almost homeless, his burps reeking of vegetable buns. Even switching to meat buns required some thought; he had nowhere left to retreat.

He finally had a way to make money. He had fallen so low, but a man only dies once, so what was there to be afraid of?

His courage suddenly grew.

Ge Banxian chuckled strangely and asked Su Yehao:

"I thought you looked a little off yesterday. You even had a thug following you. Are you mixed up in the underworld? Don't worry, I won't pry into your business. If you run into enemies who want to ruin your wealth or sabotage your luck, I have plenty of unorthodox methods that can bring eight generations of misfortune upon them, even vicious tricks that affect their descendants. Boss, are you interested?"

Su Yehao was actually taken aback for a few seconds before realizing something was wrong!

Affect descendants? Eight generations of misfortune?!

What the hell!

How would he inherit the family fortune and live a carefree life then?

He had finally turned his luck around, found incredibly wealthy parents, and hadn't even enjoyed a few days of happiness. How could he allow someone to smear him like this?

Although he didn't entirely believe it, Su Yehao still held the phone and said decisively, "Spit, spit, spit! Misfortune on your grandpa, Zhang San is my brother!"

"Understood!"

Just when he thought the other party really understood, he heard Ge Banxian continue, "Good brother, huh? Robbing for money or robbing for pleasure? Different requests, different approaches."

"...I just wanted to ask you something. Why are you making such a big deal out of it? Hang up, and I might ask for my hundred bucks back! Talk to you later, I need to prepare."

Su Yehao hung up the phone immediately.

Back in the classroom, he sat down, his mind filled with thoughts on how to play his role well.

It could be said that whether he could successfully persuade his old man to bring back funds early would directly determine whether he could avoid years of hard work. Su Yehao couldn't help but care a lot.

The desk next to him was empty.

Su Yehao had left early last night, while Huang Zewen continued to party at the bar, not returning home until early this morning.

That guy often skipped classes, and the teacher was already used to it.

They simply didn't care, nor could they control him.

Su Yehao believed that he could only influence his father's decisions through small tricks, or by making a scene at home, playing the spoiled brat card.

He had only been a small foreman before.

The biggest figures he had seen were at most those who followed real estate developers, not even qualified to carry their bags.

To talk about interfering in a business worth billions, playing strategic schemes and conspiracies, was really too difficult for him.

Moreover, his previous performance had been poor, just a good-for-nothing second-generation heir, useless at everything but spending money, which had already disappointed his father thoroughly.

So much so that now, no matter what he said to his father, the old man would think his son was talking nonsense.

After all, the financial crisis that would sweep Southeast Asia hadn't arrived yet, and the market was booming.

The several huge real estate projects in Hong Kong City had basically entered the final stages, and a small batch had been pre-sold one after another.

It was the time when the peaches were ripening.

How could Su's father easily decide to let go just because of his son's "crazy talk"?

Therefore.

Su Yehao was right to think this matter was tricky.

But in fact, by a twist of fate, he had even attracted the Huang family to actively get involved, and they had already begun to "help." A group of people were jumping up and down, investigating the Su family's businesses in Hong Kong City and Singapore, preparing to seize the opportunity to snipe at the Su family.

Regarding all of this, Su Yehao was still unaware for the time being, and he continued to sink into distress during class.

The bullet was flying...

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Around ten o'clock in the morning.

Huang Zewen, who had skipped class, had already accompanied his father to Hong Kong City.

The reason for coming to Hong Kong City was that Huang Jinfei, as a father, tossed and turned last night, unable to stop thinking about the Su family's several good real estate projects in Hong Kong City.

So he set off early in the morning, taking a yacht over, under the guise of "preliminary inspection."

A yacht more than twenty meters long.

The words "Boundless Good Fortune" were printed on the hull, which was also the name of the yacht.

Huang Jinfei had little education to begin with, and he also liked to show off. At this moment, he was standing on the deck of the yacht, with the buildings along Victoria Harbour on both sides, a forest of high-rises.

Soon after.

Stretching out his fat palm, Huang Jinfei pointed to the buildings on the Mid-Levels in the distance and said with a smile, "That real estate project was developed by the Su family. I inspected it once when they acquired the land. At that time, I was blinded by greed and thought Hong Kong City would soon be returned, and the real estate market would definitely collapse, so I wasn't willing to bid a high price, and Su, the skinflint, picked up a bargain for nothing."

"Those light yellow buildings? How many units are there in total?"

Huang Zewen asked.

He had been drinking all night and had only slept for more than three hours. He had been on the boat for too long and had just thrown up once.

His face was pale, and his eyes were bloodshot. He deliberately pretended to be fine to avoid being scolded by his old man.

Huang Jinfei looked up at the distant real estate project and blurted out:

"Five buildings, each with twenty-eight floors, a total of more than two hundred units, specifically aimed at wealthy people. If I can acquire them at a low price, the market prospects will be very good. Even if I keep them for rent, there will be no shortage of wealthy tenants. They can be used as heirlooms, to be enjoyed by your great-grandchildren."

Huang Zewen then asked, "Shall we go ashore and take a look later?"

"Of course, that's why I came here today. I want to find an opportunity to take them down!"

A surge of boldness welled up from the bottom of his heart, and Huang Jinfei lit a cigar.

He exhaled thick smoke, a smile on his lips, patted the railing of the yacht, and continued with emotion:

"Having done business to my level, with assets of two or three billion, it's definitely enough for food, drink, and fun. I've been feeling empty lately, lacking the sense of conquest and the thrill of gambling. I've finally found another opportunity to show off my skills. This time, I must take down the Su family! You need to cooperate with me. Don't cause any conflicts with your classmate at this time. It was good to see you invite him for a drink last night, turning enemies into friends!"

Rarely praised.

Huang Zewen grinned from ear to ear and took the opportunity to say, "To make him happy, money is needed everywhere. I'm a little short on cash recently!"

"As long as this business can be done, spending a little money is just a drop in the bucket."

Huang Jinfei waved his hand, not caring at all, and laughed: "I'll give you the money. I was always suppressed by the Su family before. This time, the tables have turned, and I've finally turned over! In the future, I will be one of the top ten richest people in the gambling city. When I complete the orders at hand, I'll use them as a springboard to take on more projects in the mainland. Maybe I can walk sideways in Hong Kong City too!"

A female attendant came over to serve lemonade.

Hearing his full-bodied voice, she thought to herself that he was indeed a great tycoon, different from others.

She couldn't see Huang Jinfei's bloated figure at all, but instead felt he was very manly, with a special charm, shining with golden light.

In front of his son.

His father, Huang Jinfei, slapped the female attendant's shorts and teased her lecherously, "Ah Li, you seem to have become more beautiful again."

Huang Zewen was used to this and had seen even more disgusting scenes.

His mind was full of images of his family becoming a top-tier wealthy family, and his breathing began to grow heavy, filled with ambition.

At this moment.

He suddenly thought of Su Yehao.

This time, there was no anger or jealousy, just a calm smile.

Huang Zewen felt that if this momentum continued, it wouldn't be long before that guy wasn't qualified to compete with him anymore...