Contract Marriage: Billionaire and His Deaf Wife -
Chapter 459: Creating Discord (10)
Chapter 459: Chapter 459: Creating Discord (10)
So, don’t underestimate these elderly folks, thinking they really don’t understand anything because of their age?
Gu Nuan nodded, "I do investments."
The word "investment" made Grandma Zhou’s eyes light up.
Nowadays, who doesn’t understand the importance of investment? Those with a bit of money all know that currency devalues, and if you don’t invest, the money you hold on to will just turn into waste paper in a few years.
"What kind of investment do you do? Real estate?" Grandma Zhou asked with high vigilance.
"No," Gu Nuan shook her head, "I do all sorts of investments."
The Financial Department of Changda certainly does more than just real estate. Moreover, as someone who advises on investments, Gu Nuan’s scope was even broader.
"What investments can you do?" Grandma Zhou continued to probe.
Gu Nuan could feel her breathing becoming a bit rapid, so she lowered her eyes and continued: "Generally, people come to me when they want to invest, and I offer them some guidance. Like stocks, futures, antique investment, and the like."
Grandma Zhou asked the question that nearly all investors ask: "What’s the best investment?"
"Do you have money, Grandma?"
When Gu Nuan asked this, she seemed to have caught the elderly woman off guard.
Grandma Zhou didn’t appear to be very rich.
Gu Nuan could clearly read the expression on the old lady’s face and quickly grasped the situation, adding, "If you’re an outsider with no assets, I advise you not to touch this world lightly. This world belongs to the capitalists, and the rules of the game are made by the rich. Usually, it’s the big fish eating the small fish, which means without a certain amount of capital, you can’t play with others."
Grandma Zhou’s lips trembled slightly, as if she was struggling with something.
"Of course," Gu Nuan continued, "if you’re short of money, or if you have assets that seem to hold some value but don’t know how to manage them, a real investor can offer some advice."
"What advice?" At this moment, Grandma Zhou clearly felt that the woman in front of her was different from ordinary people, genuinely knowledgeable and not like those swindlers who deceive with slick talk.
"It depends on what assets you have, Grandma. We should first do an asset evaluation. You don’t necessarily need to have cash to play the game in this world."
Grandma Zhou’s gaze fixed on her, not moving an inch.
The big white dog, lying on the bed, immediately woke up when he heard his wife’s phone beep. Frowning, fearing his rival had come to harass his wife again, he quickly picked up the phone to check.
It turned out to be from that Yang toad.
The Yang toad had said this: Tell him, if he doesn’t come looking for me soon, I’m going to sell the property to his competitor. He doesn’t have a dime to his name, and it’s useless for you to follow him.
Yebai snorted and with fingers as nimble as his sharp tongue, he swiftly sent a reply.
With a beep, Yang Zhilin put down her rich breakfast milk, picked up the phone, and as she opened it, she saw someone had written:
Wait until you come begging on your knees to my wife.
Yang Zhilin inhaled sharply, her teeth nearly snapping from anger as she cursed, "Let’s see how long you can be smug! I’ll sell the property today!"
*
Meanwhile, Xiao Shuju rushed back to the city overnight, heading straight to Lin Jiale’s company. She didn’t tell her second child or anyone else about this; either there wasn’t time, or perhaps what Gu Nuan had said triggered a warning that made her afraid to speak up for fear of startling the snake.
She barged into Lin Corporation. Xiao Shuju did not let the security notify anyone, and she sneaked in stealthily.
Lin Jiale had no defenses against this, because just yesterday she had sent him a message saying she was going to Z city for some business, and as far as he knew, this was indeed the case. She was off to shadow Xiao Yebai and likely wouldn’t return for a few days.
In his office at Lin Corporation, Lin Jiale and several senior managers from his financial department were holding a small meeting, setting tasks.
The news was generally kept from going public.
As for what Lin Jiale’s company mainly did? Given that he had a strong backer in a father-in-law like Xiao Jianming, of course, it thrived with support from Changda. Lin Corporation dealt in real estate brokerage, and sometimes they would handle a small plot of land or so, thanks to Xiao Jianming’s favor.
Xiao Shuju knew real estate brokerage was a service industry with low risk, akin to the saying "a day’s work for a day’s pay" in monastic terms, requiring relatively small investment amounts and quick capital recovery so long as there were transactions.
She had never considered the possibility of her husband’s company facing trouble because of real estate brokerage services.
So, what convinced her to take Gu Nuan’s words to heart? It was related to something she had always resented: Her husband’s management over his stepdaughter, Yishan, whom he always gave large sums of money to try her hand at investment.
Yishan, receiving the investment funds from her father, never took it seriously, always regarding her father as very wealthy and treating the money not as something of value but as mere chips in a game she played.
When it comes to investing, there are winnings and losses, just like even the "Oracle of Omaha" Warren Buffett cannot guarantee one hundred percent profit. Thus, it’s more crucial to control risk with professional knowledge. However, Yishan, who was supposed to study economics in college, hardly attended classes and went off to play instead.
Xiao Shuju was aware that the stepdaughter was nothing but trouble and far inferior to Gu Nuan.
If indeed it was this stepdaughter who had dragged her husband’s company down—
Xiao Shuju stood at the door of her husband’s office, stealthily eavesdropping.
Inside the office, Lin Jiale told his secretary, "On the financial side, let’s tighten the funds even more. We should aim to add another sum to the investment in futures."
"Are you referring to Miss’s investment?"
Xiao Shuju kicked the door open.
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