Leisurely, he fished to pass the time.

Large fish weren't common in the waters near Casino, 1997. Su Yehao hadn't expected much, but by chance, he hooked a Spanish mackerel weighing fifty or sixty pounds.

Just then.

Watching the still weakly struggling mackerel, Su Yehao fell into deep thought and said speechlessly,

"Damn it, I don't have any equipment on board. How am I supposed to get it up here? Luckily, the fishing rod was expensive, or it would have snapped just now. Jiang Yu, your name even has the character for 'fishing' in it. Why don't you jump down and hold it for me?"

She had finally found some rapport with Su Yehao while chatting.

But with those words from Su Yehao, Jiang Yu's blood pressure rose again. She said angrily, "I'll help you hold the fishing rod. Why don't you jump down and try it yourself? Your yacht is too high anyway. It's not suitable for fishing. How about we just drag it back to shore?"

"Drag it back to shore? Have you been reading too much *The Old Man and the Sea*? We might really attract sharks, which will bite off my catch in one go. Spanish mackerel can be made into fish balls, or marinated and fried. It's quite delicious, so we can't waste it."

Su Yehao didn't dare hand her the fishing rod. A fish weighing fifty or sixty pounds was quite strong, and it could easily slip away if she wasn't careful.

He had Jiang Yu call the captain and the bodyguards. They launched the dinghy from the stern and rowed to the mackerel.

The big guy was almost dead. Without much struggle, the bodyguards hauled it into the dinghy. Just this one big fish made the trip worthwhile, satisfying Su Yehao.

Once the mackerel was on the deck, Jiang Yu squatted down to look at it. When she stood up, she felt a rush of blood to her head and almost lost her balance. Luckily, Su Yehao was quick to react and reached out to steady her.

Unfortunately, his hand landed where it shouldn't have. He quickly let go.

Seeing that she was still unsteady, Su Yehao asked, "What's wrong? Should I take you to the hospital?"

"It's nothing. I'm anemic and a little seasick. I often feel unwell after squatting for too long."

Jiang Yu had been frail since childhood. She was sent to learn dance instead of piano or violin partly with the intention of strengthening her body.

Putting his arm around the slender Jiang Yu, Su Yehao said to her, "Look at your arms. There's barely any meat on them. It would be uncomfortable to sleep next to you at night. Remember to eat more next time. Look at Nangong, she's always complaining about getting fat, but she has a great appetite. She can eat, but she doesn't dare to. Her body is strong."

"...If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all. Who wants to sleep next to you?"

Even though she felt unwell, Jiang Yu still habitually retorted. She was obviously weak, but she had a big temper and was always bickering with Su Yehao.

There was no one else around.

After bringing the fish over, the bodyguards went back to the cabin to rest. On this sea, where the land was vaguely visible, there was no need to worry about safety, as long as they didn't fall overboard.

Su Yehao chuckled and brought up an old story. "It's not like you haven't slept next to me before. You're always using padding to fool people, making yourself look bigger."

Understanding what he meant, Jiang Yu felt even dizzier, both angry and embarrassed.

He had grabbed her in an emergency, and she knew it wasn't intentional.

She had been prepared to pretend it didn't happen, but Su Yehao had brought it up so openly, even taking the opportunity to mock her. How could Jiang Yu tolerate that?

She gritted her teeth and whispered, "You take advantage of me and still deserve a beating. I'll..."

Su Yehao rolled his eyes and interrupted her, "I know, I know. You'll tell Nangong. She'll get jealous and sneak into your room at night to put you in a sack."

At the vivid image of the "vinegar jar," Jiang Yu, who hadn't wanted to laugh, struggled to suppress her amusement. In the end, the corners of her mouth turned up.

Sitting in a wicker chair, he looked closely at Jiang Yu's fair face.

Su Yehao couldn't help himself... He reached out and pinched her cheek, pushing her nose upward, and said with a smile, "Piggy, give your master a smile."

Jiang Yu opened her mouth and bit him.

Seeing Su Yehao pull his hand back, she snorted and said, "How childish. You're the pig..."

A winter vacation of more than twenty days didn't sound long.

But Su Yehao hadn't been busy even before the vacation. His vacation had begun after graduating from high school and had continued until now, and it would continue in the future.

The benefits of being a hands-off boss were wonderful, but after a long time, it was also a bit of a grind, lacking the excitement of striving.

Whether he went to the company or not didn't make much of a difference.

The family business was running more and more smoothly, and his stocks were also rising steadily. Although Su Yehao occasionally kept an eye on tAt Network, wanting to take the opportunity to make a big splash, in reality, it didn't matter even if the project failed.

Thanks to his strong financial backing, he could still catch a ride on the bandwagon in the future. It wouldn't necessarily be less profitable than starting his own business, and it would be even easier.

This was probably the root cause of Su Yehao's recent laziness to the bone, suffering from "intermittent ambitious syndrome." After all, he didn't need to worry about the future. He had nearly a billion Hong Kong dollars in hand, but his life was no different from before.

Sitting leisurely, letting the yacht drift with the waves, Su Yehao chatted with Jiang Yu, completely relaxed.

He hadn't felt the word "pressure" for a long time. The only headache was repeatedly weighing his options between the girls, so that he didn't dare to let go and unleash the skills he had accumulated for more than half a year when facing the close-at-hand Jiang Yu.

Chatting about schoolwork and gossip about friends was also quite nice.

It wasn't until he received a phone call that Su Yehao had the captain turn back.

As for that Spanish mackerel, he had people pack it in boxes with ice and prepare it for a restaurant to use as an ingredient...

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The person who called Su Yehao was a salesman from the Singapore office of Gulfstream Aerospace.

He had arranged to meet the other party at the KOKO Cat Cafe to discuss the details of customizing a private jet.

Ever since he had the idea of buying a private business jet, he had hesitated for two or three months, reading countless news articles and magazines about high-end business jets. Finally, he had made a decision: he planned to buy the most advanced and comfortable Gulfstream V currently available.

For no other reason than to be comfortable and make it easier to go out in the future.

On weekends, he could go to mainland China, Japan, Taiwan, Singapore, and other regions for vacation. Europe, which was a little farther away, could also be reached directly. With a full tank of fuel, he could fly to London in one go, and the speed was faster than a commercial airliner.

After talking to the Gulfstream sales representative at the KOKO Cat Cafe for a while, Su Yehao was completely determined.

What was the point of "working hard" if he didn't enjoy his money?

At first, he just wanted to ask, but in just over half an hour, he had not only chosen a walnut wood and beige interior, finalized the layout of the cabin, but also signed a customization contract, agreeing to pay a deposit of five million U.S. dollars within half a month.

In the end, a separate room couldn't be created. Considering that flight attendants, assistants, and bodyguards would be traveling with him, it would be strange to lock himself in and do hard labor.

Moreover, the internal space of the Gulfstream V wasn't large enough. The cabin length was only a little over thirteen meters, and the width was 1.6 meters. Creating a room would make it seem cramped and oppressive, so he simply gave up.

There was certainly some regret, but fortunately, the zero-gravity seats could also be laid flat and were equipped with massage functions, making them quite comfortable for resting.

Before he even got his big toy, Su Yehao was already considering replacing it with a larger aircraft in the future, preferably a super-jumbo jet like the Airbus A380.

If he wanted to enjoy himself, he had to earn more money. It was like setting a flag in advance.

After sending off the Gulfstream sales representative, Yin Liuli, who was sitting next to him, clicked her tongue and exclaimed, "Thirty-six million dollars gone in the blink of an eye! I can't imagine it."

"I can always earn it back. You also have several million Hong Kong dollars in capital now. When I make some extreme moves in the future, I guess you'll be able to afford it too."

"You're bragging. How is that possible?"

Su Yehao was full of confidence and said to her with a smile, "How is it not possible? Money can grow quickly. When you have one hundred million, even if it's only a ten percent profit, it means you've earned ten million. So, let's do well in the future. I'll prove it to you."

The sensitive Yin Liuli, who rarely heard him mention the future, asked curiously, "What happened?"

"Well...my dad's fourth concubine ran away."

"..."

Yin Liuli asked, "Ran away? What does that mean?"

"It means she left. Don't tell anyone about this. My dad is getting old and cares most about his reputation."

Su Yehao also found it a bit amusing. After all, she was just a concubine, not his real mother. It would be strange if he cared.

Feelings could change at any time. Separations and reunions were normal, requiring two people to work together.

Knowing that he was in the wrong, Su Yehao didn't have much confidence in this regard.

Therefore, he felt a sense of foreboding, worrying that he might blow up his own pond one day, fearing that he would end up being the one who was gossiped about.

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1998 had only just begun.

Su's father had a sudden idea and asked Su Yehao to go with him to Huang Daxian Temple to kowtow and burn incense.

Su Yehao wasn't interested at first, but considering that it might affect his family's business, he agreed to go. He had met the middle-aged feng shui master, nicknamed Huang Daxian, several times before, and their cooperation had been pleasant.

This time was no exception.

Before leaving, Su Yehao secretly called Huang Daxian behind his father's back and had a pleasant conversation for a few minutes.

The main points he discussed with the other party were to try to secure the financing project of Meidi Group, postpone the residential development progress of the Cultural Tourism City, and, if possible, persuade his father to buy some internet company stocks.

That was the gist of it. As for how to guide him, he left it to Huang Daxian, who was more experienced in this matter. He certainly wouldn't explain the details so clearly; they needed to be packaged and processed.

With Su Yehao as an inside helper, things were much easier.

When Huang Daxian was fortune-telling, he stated directly that Su's father's love life was not smooth, and that he would be making a large investment of more than one billion in the near future.

This made Su's father have a high opinion of Huang Daxian's "abilities," thinking that he was very accurate and magical.

Making the old man comfortable, Huang Daxian could naturally receive a generous reward. Therefore, this time Su Yehao didn't say how much he would give Huang Daxian as a reward.

With the idea of long-term cooperation in mind, Huang Daxian didn't mention it either.

As one of the most well-known feng shui masters in Hong Kong and Casino, 1997, Huang Daxian's business covered countries and regions such as Singapore, Malaysia, and Thailand. He earned millions a year and even established a company. He never lacked food or clothing, so he certainly wouldn't be too greedy.

Su's father was completely unaware of this. He deeply believed in the fortune-telling, because many of Huang Daxian's views coincided with his own, and the more he listened, the more sense it made.

With Huang Daxian's help and Su Yehao personally controlling the direction, the Su family's business was unconsciously guided onto the right path.

When it was Su Yehao's turn to have his fortune told, Huang Daxian naturally only said good things, pretending to choose some nice words. In summary, it was just two words: good fortune.

This feng shui master had long seen that Su Yehao didn't believe in these things at all, otherwise he wouldn't have intervened time and time again, influencing the family's decisions. So, he just tried to make the father and son happy.

Seeing his father write a check for one hundred thousand dollars, Su Yehao just smiled.

Even if the guidance had only a slight effect, the profits would be calculated in the hundreds of millions. Compared to the potential gains, this small expense was insignificant.

Just as the father and son were about to leave, they unexpectedly saw a white Rolls-Royce drive up.

Su's father exclaimed softly, "It's the car of Chairman Zhao from Donghuang Group. What a coincidence. Let's wait a moment. I'll say hello to him."

After the white Rolls-Royce came to a stop, a girl stepped out of the car first. It was none other than Zhao Yimeng.

Su Yehao saw her first.

After getting out of the car, Zhao Yimeng also noticed the father and son. She looked slightly surprised and nodded in greeting.

"What a coincidence. Are you here to burn incense?" Su Yehao asked her.

"Yes, Uncle Hai, what a coincidence today."

Just after Zhao Yimeng finished greeting, her parents got out of the car one after another.

Looking at her father's face, something seemed wrong. His face and neck were yellow, a clear sign of jaundice.

Su's father was startled. He didn't have time to talk to Zhao Yimeng and asked in surprise, "Chairman Zhao, what happened to you? Are you sick?"

Zhao Yimeng's father sighed and said, "There's a problem with my liver. I came here to burn incense and pray for safety. The doctor said it's cirrhosis. With good care, there's still hope."

Su Yehao had met her mother before, but this was the first time he had seen her father.

No wonder Zhao Yimeng looked a little haggard today. It turned out that something had happened at home.

Being sick was a big deal. While Su's father was chatting with Zhao's parents, Su Yehao walked over to Zhao Yimeng and said, "Have you seen a doctor? Is your dad okay? My family's hospital is pretty good. Otherwise, I can contact my mom and arrange for a specialist to treat him?"

Shaking her head, Zhao Yimeng said, "He's already been examined. They said he often drinks and stays up late, causing liver disease. I've contacted a hospital in the United States, and we're leaving tomorrow."

"Are you going with them?"

"I want to, but my dad doesn't agree. The family company needs someone to stay behind and keep an eye on things. My dad wants me to accompany my mom."

Zhao Yimeng's mood was low. Then she said, "The stock price has been falling recently. The other shareholders heard that my dad is sick and are secretly taking advantage of the situation. Besides my mom, there's no one who can take charge."

"..."

Su Yehao was unaware of this news. It should only be circulating internally for now. There hadn't been any rumors outside yet.

But since Zhao Yimeng dared to say it, it meant that she should already be prepared to make it public.

Not knowing how to comfort her, he finally said, "If there's anything I can help with, just let me know. Don't be too nervous. Your dad looks to be in good condition. The medical conditions in the United States are really excellent."

Looking at Su Yehao, Zhao Yimeng said enviously, "If only I could be like you. Then I could help them, instead of just being anxious."

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