Hong Kong. Mid-Levels Villa!
When Huang Lixing arrived, Lan Xinyi and the others were sitting in the living room, sighing and looking gloomy; all eight of them had worried expressions on their faces.
In all their years in the business, they’d dealt with all kinds of difficult clients, but they’d never encountered one who’d barred them from the stock exchange for days on end.
If they hadn’t seen Li Yi invest tens of millions into the stock market with their own eyes, they would have thought they’d been kidnapped!
Seeing Huang Lixing walk in with several bodyguards, everyone in the room jumped in surprise and stood up.
The more timid female team members were trembling with fear, their eyes filled with dread as they looked at Huang Lixing, terrified that he had come to cause trouble.
However, Huang Lixing’s subsequent behavior took them completely by surprise.
Far from losing his temper, Huang Lixing brought them a table full of delicious food.
Judging by the packaging, it was all from the renowned Yuen’s Restaurant.
This restaurant’s dishes were particularly famous throughout Hong Kong Island; even a simple dish cost several hundred Hong Kong dollars, and if you wanted to order one of their signature dishes, it would set you back over a thousand Hong Kong dollars.
A table full of dishes like this would easily cost five or six thousand Hong Kong dollars.
On top of that, Huang Lixing also brought them plenty of fruit, including varieties they could never afford to buy on their own.
This gesture left Lan Xinyi and the others feeling a bit at a loss!
However, as the team leader, Lan Xinyi, upon seeing this unimaginably lavish hospitality, began to harbor a faint suspicion.
After much hesitation, she couldn’t contain her curiosity any longer and asked Huang Lixing, “Mr. Huang, could you tell us what’s happening out there? What’s the Hang Seng Index at right now?”
Huang Lixing was well aware of Lan Xinyi and the others’ situation.
Although he didn’t know exactly what Li Yi was up to or why he was withholding information from Lan Xinyi and the others, he knew there must be a reason behind it.
So, after a moment’s thought, he said, “I can’t give you the exact figure, but I can tell you this: the Hang Seng Index has dropped!”
“It… it really has fallen?”
“Yes!”
Hearing this, everyone—including Lan Xinyi—let out a sigh of relief.
As long as it had fallen, they hadn’t lost their principal—which was far better than they’d expected.
“Mr. Huang, when should we go to the company?”
“As for that, just wait for Mr. Li’s instructions!”
With that, Huang Lixing paid them no further attention and headed upstairs, carrying a large bag filled with even more exquisite food boxes!
“Knock, knock, knock…”
Li Yi, who had just stepped out of the bathroom, heard the knock and immediately came over to open the door.
Seeing it was Huang Lixing, he smiled and said, “Not bad—a little later than I expected!”
“Brother Li Yi, you knew I was coming!”
“I figured you’d come before the market closed today, but you didn’t. Instead, you came after the market closed. I’m very pleased!”
Li Yi was indeed very pleased with Huang Lixing. The fact that he hadn’t shown up at all these past few days was a sign of absolute trust in Li Yi.
If anyone else had come, even if they’d clearly seen the Hang Seng Index plummet, they might not have dared to let him take such a huge gamble.
After all, the stock market is just like gambling on jade: one cut can send you to heaven, the next to hell. It can plummet 100 points overnight, just as it can surge 300 points overnight.
That’s why very few people trading futures indices dare to wait three whole days.
But Huang Lixing did it. Not only did he not show up during those three days, he didn’t even make a single phone call. That level of trust truly pleased Li Yi.
Yet Huang Lixing grimaced and said, “Bro, you have no idea how I’ve been living these past three days. Every single day I’ve been on pins and needles, terrified that one morning I’d wake up to find our stock market profits gone down the drain!”
Li Yi glanced at his two huge dark circles under his eyes and said with a smile, “Insomnia?”
“Yeah, I haven’t slept well for two nights in a row!” Huang Lixing admitted.
“Can’t take it anymore? Thinking of selling?” Li Yi asked again.
“Not exactly. I just want to know what your bottom line is, brother. Otherwise, I’m left in the dark!”
Li Yi smiled and said, “Go get some good sleep. I’ll place a sell order first thing tomorrow morning when the market opens!”
“Really?” Huang Lixing asked, his face lighting up with surprise.
“Of course it’s true—would I lie to you?”
“Hahaha, then I’ve basically pocketed that 160 million!” Huang Lixing exclaimed excitedly.
“That profit alone won’t be enough to buy you a villa on the mountaintop!” Li Yi said.
“Bro, you don’t have any other ideas, do you?”
“Heh, you’ll find out tomorrow!”
“Forget it, I won’t ask. If I do, I won’t be able to sleep tonight!”
With that, Huang Lixing set the food boxes he’d brought onto the table and opened them one by one.
He then uncorked a bottle of premium red wine and poured a glass for both himself and Li Yi.
“Bro, no need for words. Here’s to you!”
Li Yi gently clinked glasses with him, took a small sip, and said, “Fine wine!”
“Do you like red wine, Li Yi?”
“It’s not bad!”
Li Yi couldn’t exactly say he was a big fan of alcohol, but he did prefer red wine slightly more than other types.
The reason was simple: he just couldn’t handle baijiu—one glass and he’d be out cold.
Red wine was a bit better, though he couldn’t drink much of it either.
However, it does help him sleep, and since he often suffered from insomnia in his previous life, he developed the habit of drinking red wine.
“If you like it, I can get you a batch of top-notch stuff. It’s not expensive overseas anyway!” Huang Lixing said.
Hearing this, Li Yi’s interest was suddenly piqued, and he asked, “Old Huang, do you have a source for red wine?”
“Although we mainly deal in home appliances, just because we don’t handle other things doesn’t mean we can’t get them—and red wine is no exception. As long as you want it, brother, whether it’s from the U.S., Australia, or France, I can get it for you!” Huang Lixing said.
“Alright then, get me a batch of red wine later. I’ll let you know which specific winery I want!”
Li Yi thought of the world-famous 1982 Lafite Rothschild. This wine was undoubtedly the most valuable investment in red wine of the century—bar none.
In just thirty short years, the value of this wine had skyrocketed over 200-fold—a single bottle could even fetch 3,500 yuan (enough to buy two bottles of standard-priced Moutai).
In terms of return on investment, this far outperforms making money in the stock market.
More importantly, setting aside the return on investment, the quality of the 1982 Lafite itself is truly stunning.
It is said that the climate in the Bordeaux region that year was perfect, with the longest hours of sunshine on record. The year was marked by high temperatures and very little rain, resulting in high sugar content in the grapes and record-high levels of other components. This led to a historic harvest in both quantity and quality, producing a wine of astonishing quality and potential…
But regardless, this wine has truly become a legend.
And now, with no one aware of Lafite’s true value, Li Yi certainly wouldn’t miss this opportunity to snag a bargain.
Even if he didn’t sell it, keeping it for his own enjoyment would be a fine choice.
Huang Lixing had no idea what was on Li Yi’s mind; he simply assumed Li Yi had this idea because he loved wine.
“Don’t worry, brother. As long as it’s on the market, I’ll get it for you!”
“Alright!”
“By the way, Li Yi, why are you keeping this a secret from those girls downstairs? Don’t you trust them?” Huang Lixing asked again.
“No, I just think they have a lot of potential, and I want to make sure they’re truly working for me!”
“Uh… well, that’s certainly an unconventional approach!”
Li Yi didn’t offer much explanation; he just smiled and said, “You’ll see the results in a few days!”
“Alright, old buddy, here’s another one to you!”
“Alright…”
………