Chapter 211 Family Thief

After too many mishaps, Su Yehao chose to be extra cautious this time.

After finishing his coffee, he strolled around the mall.

He made sure to wear a baseball cap, and after buying several outfits for Yin Liuli, he quickly returned to the yacht.

Both sides were tired, so taking a break was nice.

He originally made an excuse to the little girl, saying he might have to stay at the old house tonight. He didn't expect his grandfather to call just then, asking Su Yehao to come back.

Therefore, after temporarily settling Yin Liuli, Su Yehao drove to the Tang family's old house on Black's Link Road in the evening.

He thought it was just for a family dinner, or that other relatives and friends were visiting.

But when Su Yehao returned to the old house, he found that other than the servants, only his grandfather was watching TV alone, and it was quiet and deserted.

"Grandpa, I'm here to see you."

Old Mr. Tang looked at him and complained, "You're studying in Hong Kong, and your school is so close to me, but you don't even come over for a meal. Your mother has been very busy lately, traveling everywhere. There are so few people at home; it's so lonely. I might as well find a nursing home."

When people get old, they fear loneliness and boredom the most.

Su Yehao smiled and said, "I've been busy with business lately, and there are a lot of school courses too. You know Auntie's ex-boyfriend, Zheng Yongwen, right? He's the honorary deputy dean at our school. I asked him to help me manage fifty million Hong Kong dollars, and in just two weeks, he made me almost two hundred million!"

After hearing this.

His grandfather immediately perked up, no longer feeling bored. His eyes lit up as he asked, "Little Zheng? What's going on? Let's go upstairs for a cup of tea, and tell me all about it..."

Pushing the old man's wheelchair, he accompanied him to the elevator upstairs.

The tea room was exquisitely decorated, and a unique fragrance could be faintly smelled—genuine ambergris.

Su Yehao briefly explained the whole story, and Old Mr. Tang said with a smile:

"When I first met him, I knew that although that guy's personality wasn't likeable, he was quite reliable. It's just a pity that your aunt likes action, while Little Zheng likes tranquility. Their personalities weren't suitable. Now it seems I wasn't wrong about him. He actually wants to become a chief financial advisor. Too bad he's not my son-in-law, otherwise, I could have made a few calls. I still have some influence, and the odds of him succeeding would be higher."

"He's quite capable, but Grandpa, your company isn't listed and hasn't developed into the financial industry. Whether or not he becomes a chief advisor won't have much impact on our family's business, right?"

Nodding, Old Mr. Tang said to Su Yehao:

"Indeed, I just admire him. He used to have no power or influence, and he managed to climb to this step on his own, which is quite impressive. Looking at it that way, you're quite capable too, kid. You invested fifty million Hong Kong dollars without batting an eye. You really are one of us."

This time, Su Yehao wasn't modest, and said with a smile, "This is nothing. Speculation is just an appetizer; it's just a one-off deal that can't last. The business I value most isn't this, the technology sector is more promising. I've been struggling with a lack of funds, but now I've finally turned the tables. My dad's land acquisition project in Pengcheng has also been finalized. The future looks bright."

"Your dad, he's actually quite capable too. Although he hasn't read many books, he has a thick skin and is very lucky. When you have time, accompany me to take a look. My friends all say that the North is developing rapidly. The last time I went was more than ten years ago. If the land he acquired isn't good, I'll persuade your mom to sell her shares in Sihai International."

In front of Su Yehao, his grandfather was completely frank.

They were basically "two families" now. From a businessman's point of view, kicking someone when they were down was acceptable.

Su Yehao immediately became anxious and said:

"That piece of land is a treasure. If you want to vent your anger, you can hang my old man up and beat him, but you must not sell it. To tell you the truth, the idea of going to the mainland to acquire land and do business was actually my idea. Look at those people who invested in real estate in the mainland before—who didn't make a fortune? And there's official news that the North will completely abolish welfare housing next year, that is, housing allocated by the work unit. At that time, just like in Hong Kong, if you want a good house, you'll have to pay for it at market prices. The mainland has such a large population, and the economy is developing rapidly. This time, the land acquisition price is still very cheap."

His grandfather's expression was strange.

He felt that he had underestimated this grandson before, and thought he had misjudged him.

Old Mr. Tang joked, "I'll go hang your dad, and you'll help me pull the rope?"

"...Wouldn't I be the one in trouble in the end?"

After his grandfather made the tea, Su Yehao picked up the cup and took a sip. Only when he put the small teacup back did he realize something was wrong.

The cup he was drinking from obviously didn't match the tea set. The white porcelain was painted with a rooster, and it looked very familiar.

A thought flashed through his mind.

Su Yehao immediately poured out the remaining tea in the cup and turned it over to look at the mark on the bottom. Sure enough, it was written "Made during the Chenghua reign of the Ming Dynasty" in traditional Chinese characters.

If it were simplified characters, that would be a joke.

His grandfather clicked his tongue and said, "You finally saw it? I thought you had presbyopia like me."

A little surprised, Su Yehao looked up and asked, "Last time I heard you mention that a friend had a chicken cup, how did it end up in your hands?"

"I exchanged it for a Ming Dynasty plate. Ever since I found out that even an amateur like you knows the name of this thing, I thought its appreciation potential should be greater than that plate."

As Old Mr. Tang spoke, he was surprised to see Su Yehao wipe the cup with a cloth and casually put it into the small box next to him.

The fist-sized box made of zitan wood was just enough to fit into his coat pocket.

The old man didn't know whether to laugh or cry and joked, "You're stealing my things right in front of me?"

"I took it right in front of you. We're all family, so how can it be considered stealing?" Su Yehao joked, "Today, I'll be so bold as to teach you a lesson, Grandpa, and let you know what it means to be careful, for it's hard to guard against a thief within the family."

"Tsk... Not just your dad, you're thick-skinned too!"

In recent years, the domestic antique market had risen a lot compared to earlier years, and occasionally there were exquisite artifacts worth tens of millions in the auction houses.

In 1992, Christie's auction house auctioned a Ru kiln Three Sacrificial Vessels Zun, which sold for a sky-high price of fifty million Hong Kong dollars!

The chicken cup was different from other objects. The "Records of Emperor Shenzong of the Ming Dynasty" during the Wanli reign stated, "Emperor Shenzong favored food, and there was a pair of Chenghua painted chicken cups in front of the emperor, worth one hundred thousand in currency." It was Emperor Chenghua's imperial wine cup, and there was a lot of room for speculation.

Old Mr. Tang didn't really care about a small item with a market value of four to five million. His grandson also had some of his blood in him, and he had already given away a mansion worth hundreds of millions. What was the difference of this little thing? In the end, he only said:

"Fortunately, my curio shelf is fitted with bulletproof glass and an alarm system. Otherwise, I'd be paying tuition in my old age, and a hundred million is a bit expensive."

Seeing that his grandfather had no intention of asking for it back, Su Yehao brazenly took it and continued to drink tea with another cup.

It was rare to find a common hobby between grandfather and grandson, so Old Mr. Tang also took him out to the Hong Kong headquarters of HSBC Bank, where some of his treasures were stored in the vault.

Su Yehao's eyes were opened.

It wasn't until he saw it that he realized that his grandfather had a Ru kiln sky-blue glazed washer, which he bought back for two million US dollars in 1987. There was also a Ming Xuande blue-and-white seascape white dragon pattern flat vase, which was also purchased from the same auction.

Old Mr. Tang was sitting in his wheelchair, and said with a smile at this moment:

"Except for this Ru kiln piece, the others don't count for much. My favorite collection is actually the *Admonitions of the Instructress to the Court Ladies*. I've seen it several times in the British Museum, but unfortunately, they weren't willing to sell it even when I offered six million pounds. Even adding a little money would have been fine, but they said they wouldn't sell it directly, which is very troubling for me..."