He chatted with John Chow and Roger until after nine o'clock.

While Su Yehao usually pondered things at home on his own, it was ultimately not as authentic as combining it with real-world situations.

This drink was a bit expensive; it tentatively finalized the development strategy for Yanwenzi Group for a long time to come.

Even without looking at the McKinsey Consulting report.

Su Yehao also knew that concentrating on building a platform to provide value-added services for third-party companies was indeed suitable for Yanwenzi Group's situation.

Once it really succeeded, relying on the massive user base of iCQ and tvt, whether it was internet companies like Microsoft, Oracle, and Yahoo, or real-world Hollywood entertainment companies, Coca-Cola, KFC, etc., they would all have the opportunity to become the company's customers.

However, if they tried to create their own internet ecosystem through Yanwenzi Group, it would inevitably involve countless contradictions, which would affect its development and seem a bit not worth the effort.

After all, as long as the advertising business was done well, the market was still quite large, with the global advertising market calculated in hundreds of billions of U.S. dollars each year.

According to the development speed of iCQ and tvt, it wouldn't be difficult to grab a big piece of the pie from it.

As for other businesses like Google, they could be developed independently.

And in China, another model could be adopted...

On the way back to Atherton.

Su Yehao sat in the bulletproof Cadillac. This car had a similar configuration to the head butler's. It was said that even if it was bombed, it wouldn't affect its ability to keep running.

The back seat was quite spacious. He crossed his legs and said to Yin Liuli, "I didn't expect to chat until now in the pub. You must have been bored, right?"

"Not really. There was someone singing on stage all the time, so it felt almost like I was listening to a concert."

Yin Liuli smiled and continued, "Although my English isn't good, I think you were talking about something important. It's rare to see you frowning and thinking so seriously like you were just now."

Su Yehao laughed and said, "Yeah, I figured out something pretty important. Maybe it's worthless, or maybe it's worth hundreds of private jets."

"...That's really important then."

After Yin Liuli exclaimed, she didn't continue to ask, but sighed and said:

"I feel so useless. I've been learning for so long, but I can't even speak Cantonese fluently, and I have no talent for English. My English grades weren't good when I was in school. If I had known, I should have put in more effort, so I wouldn't be so ignorant now."

"Logically speaking, if you had studied English hard back then, you might not have met me. Butterfly effect, you know?"

"That's true, but I still think I should learn a little more."

Just as Yin Liuli finished speaking, Su Yehao shook his head and said:

"There's no need, right? You said yourself that you have no talent for it. Just find a translator when you need one. Although you don't speak English, your Mandarin is very good... Why are you like this? I don't want you to be unhappy."

Hearing him imitate the accent of the islanders, Yin Liuli was successfully amused, and she said with a smile, "Okay, okay, I don't usually talk like that. You're being very demanding."

Su Yehao took her hand and said:

"That's right. You might think it's good to speak English, but there are also many people in Hong Kong who like your soft accent, like me. Girls in Hong Kong are very outspoken, and normal conversations can sound like arguments. But you should indeed learn more Cantonese, otherwise it will be inconvenient in life."

Yin Liuli had settled in Casino, 1997, and previously couldn't even make friends due to language barriers.

After studying for a period of time, the situation had improved a lot, and normal daily communication was no problem.

After returning home.

Yin Liuli decided to put down her work at the villa and handle some charity work for Su Yehao's family charitable trust fund.

However, Su Yehao's mind wasn't on this matter, and he pulled her upstairs.

His jet lag was messed up, and he wasn't sleepy at all, so it was suitable to do some activities that were beneficial to the body and mind to help him sleep.

Just as they reached the stairs.

Linda Yun, the life secretary, held a thick stack of letters and stopped Su Yehao, saying:

"Since you weren't in Silicon Valley before, many letters weren't forwarded in time, and many invitations have expired. Most of the people who send letters here aren't very familiar with you, but here's a Christie's spring auction, on March 1st, located in San Francisco."

Su Yehao replied, "Are there any rare and unseen collectibles? If I have nothing to do, I'll go take a look."

Linda Yun said:

"Well, you can take the auction catalog upstairs. If you're going to attend, I'll call the auction house..."

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After taking a bath and exercising.

Yin Liuli was using her laptop to check out gossip on the forum.

There were English programs on TV, and since she couldn't sleep anyway, she found something to pass the time.

Su Yehao finally had time and casually flipped through this year's Christie's spring auction. Perhaps because there were many Chinese in California, and many wealthy Japanese who liked Chinese cultural relics, there were more porcelain and calligraphy paintings this time.

Among them, the highlight was a Qianlong doucai (contrasting colors) vase, specially labeled in traditional Chinese as "Qing Qianlong Doucai Wanfu Qingshou Double Chi Dragon Ear Large Vase," with a starting price of six hundred thousand U.S. dollars and an estimated value of one million five hundred thousand U.S. dollars.

Even having seen many old treasures, this vase still made Su Yehao feel that it was "clear and beautiful," and he immediately liked it.

This Qianlong doucai vase was considered a highlight among Chinese cultural relics.

Today, the international art market is still dominated by Western oil paintings. Among the items in this auction, there was a Van Gogh painting titled *Under the Stormy Sky*, with a starting price as high as twenty million U.S. dollars.

Judging from the previous data in the catalog.

In 1987, Van Gogh's *Fifteen Sunflowers in a Vase* sold for as high as $39.7 million.

In 1988, *Irises* sold for $53.9 million.

In 1990, *Portrait of Dr. Gachet* sold for $82.5 million.

Just last year, *Self-Portrait Without Beard* sold for $71.5 million. Su Yehao remembered this painting. He saw the news in the newspaper at the time and secretly lamented that there were so many rich people.

Whenever Van Gogh's oil paintings appeared at auctions, they always attracted many wealthy people to compete for them. Except for some classic paintings that had already been collected by museums, Van Gogh's name was synonymous with appreciation and value preservation. They could be appreciated by oneself and regarded as financial products.

Su Yehao had never heard of this upcoming auction item, *Under the Stormy Sky*.

The picture looked simple, neither as famous as *Sunflowers* nor as impactful as *The Starry Night*.

Even so, it was expected that with Van Gogh's name attached, it should be easy to fetch forty or fifty million U.S. dollars. The recent economic situation was relatively good.

Christie's Auction House arranged the spring auction in San Francisco instead of New York as in the previous year, probably also with the consideration of attracting Silicon Valley suckers.

Su Yehao stared at this Van Gogh oil painting again and again, but didn't find it too appealing. Besides, he didn't have much cash on hand at the moment, so he didn't plan to bid.

If it were *The Starry Night*, or *Sunflowers*, or *Almond Blossoms* and the like, he would be willing to spend the money even if the bid was one hundred million U.S. dollars.

On the other hand, he had already prepared to win the Qianlong doucai vase in one fell swoop.

In terms of appreciation potential alone, this vase was even greater than Van Gogh's oil painting...