"Hey, Old Fang, you're amazing!" Wang Cong immediately gave him a thumbs-up as the three walked into the elevator.
Although their private relationship was quite good, Wang Cong had suffered losses in the business field at the hands of Xiang You more than once. It was the first time he saw Xiang You being hit .
In just a few minutes, the supply and sales channels of Xiang You's two listed companies were cut off. His stock price would plummet soon, resulting in asset shrinkage. This wasn't a small loss because these two companies accounted for almost half of Xiang You's revenue.
"Sister Ying, how did you do it?" Fang Jueyu asked. "Even with my extensive business network, it's impossible to instantly identify all partners of those two companies, right?"
"Young master, you might not know, but a long time ago, the Fang Family established a massive intelligence organization. We also have a huge database. Almost nothing is untraceable if you want to know it. I just made a few calls to that organization."
"Is this thing similar to the FBI?" Fang Jueyu asked casually.
"You underestimate our intelligence organization. It was established in the Tang Dynasty. Our people are everywhere in the business world, political world, and academia. We can find whatever the FBI can find, and even with more detail. What they can't find, we still know!"
"Young master, don't underestimate the power of the Fang Family. You'd be amazed by many things if you knew about them!"
"Old Fang, your family isn't one of those great families that have been around for thousands of years, is it?" Wang Cong seemed to hear something incredible from Zhuang Ying's words.
An intelligence organization that had been established since the Tang Dynasty was at least a thousand years old. It had survived dynasties, wars, and yet its power today was not exaggerated.
The hotel elevator was the scenic type. Looking out, you could see the blue sea and golden beach, washing away most of the earlier unpleasantness.
Fang Jueyu's mindset had undergone subtle changes without him realizing it. If it were him before, he would never have taken such a strong stance in the conflict with Xiang You.
Walking through the luxurious corridor, the three arrived at Presidential Suite 004. After knocking on the door, a woman in her thirties, dressed in professional attire, opened it.
"Xiao Cong, did you go out to play again?" The woman's tone was filled with doting love.
"I didn't. I went to pick up a friend!" Wang Cong seemed a bit fearful of the woman.
"This is my sister, Lu Yeqian!" Wang Cong introduced. "Sister Qian, this is my friend Fang Jueyu. My dad asked me to invite him over for a visit."
"Hello!" Lu Yeqian extended her hand generously.
"Hello." Fang Jueyu looked at Wang Cong in confusion. He had never heard that Wang Cong had a sister.
"Chat among yourselves. I have to run an errand!" Lu Yeqian apologized politely and left.
"Hey, Old Wang, how come I didn't know you had a sister? Is she some kind of secret fling your dad had?" Fang Jueyu teased with a mischievous grin.
"Don't talk nonsense!" Wang Cong glared at Fang Jueyu. "I have no blood relation with Sister Qian. She is a friend of my dad's from his entrepreneurial days. Sister Qian's parents passed away early, and my dad adopted her. But we are like family."
"So that's the story." It was surprising to find out such a story about Wang Cong's family.
The suite had a study room where a middle-aged man was practicing calligraphy at the desk. His strokes were strong and powerful, obviously showing many years of practice.
"Dad, I've brought over Mr. Fang." Despite Wang Cong's usual laid-back demeanor, he acted quite obediently before his father, Wang Lin.
"Oh, Mr. Fang is here?" Wang Lin put down his pen immediately. Although Fang Jueyu was of the same generation as Wang Cong, and it was perfectly fine for him to call him Young Fang, Fang Jueyu's identity made it impossible for him to treat him as a junior.
"You step out first. I have something to discuss with Mr. Fang," Wang Lin said to Wang Cong.
"Dad, do we need to be so formal?" Wang Cong was reluctant.
"Okay, okay, I'll go! I'll go!" Seeing Wang Lin's stern expression, Wang Cong backed down at once. He feared nothing but his father, Wang Lin.
"Mr. Fang, please have a seat!" Wang Lin welcomed Fang Jueyu to sit down. "Wang Cong has been spoiled by his mother. If he offends you sometimes, please don't take it to heart."
"You're too kind, Mr. Wang. Wang Cong and I are peers; we're also friends. There's no such thing as offending or not offending," Fang Jueyu found Wang Lin's demeanor rather strange. Despite being an elder, Wang Lin was way too polite.
"I heard that you and Wang Cong are planning to build a film city larger than Hengdian?"
"Mr. Wang, please don't call me Mr. Fang anymore. Let me call you Uncle Wang, and you can call me Xiao Fang." Fang Jueyu insisted.
"Hahaha, alright, I won't be formal, then." Wang Lin showed a hint of pleased surprise. Although he was the descendant of a certain someone, Fang Jueyu didn't seem to have any airs.
"We're just goofing around a little!" Fang Jueyu replied lightly.
"That's no small affair," Wang Lin had an assessment done. This project would require an investment of at least 80 billion yuan. If that was just goofing around, then nothing in the world qualified as a major undertaking.
"I had someone evaluate it. Although the initial investment is huge, once it's completed, relying on income from tourism and the film industry, the cost can be recovered in five to eight years. You truly are a business genius!"
"Ah?" Fang Jueyu was taken aback. He hadn't thought about any profits. He just wanted to spend more money this year. Suddenly, he was labelled a business genius?
Even so, there weren't many who could afford such a substantial amount. In the business world, profit always comes from capital. Rich people making money easily leads to the serious income disparity of the rich getting richer and the poor getting poorer.
"Xiao Fang, I mainly wanted to ask you for a favor this time," Wang Lin said earnestly. "As you know, Wang Cong has never been interested in our family business. He hopes to achieve something in his field of interest. So, as a father, I respect his choice and ask you to help him where you can."
"Uncle Wang, you're too polite. Wang Cong and I are friends, just supporting each other."
"It's great you think this way. Being friends with you is a blessing for Wang Cong!" Wang Lin's mood improved significantly. "By the way, I heard you're still in college? Have you thought about your future plans?"
"Hmm..." Fang Jueyu pondered seriously for a moment. "I've set a small goal for myself, to become the world's richest person first!"
Several lines appeared on Wang Lin's forehead. He could tell Fang Jueyu was mimicking his words. His meme videos could still be found on various websites, only Fang Jueyu's tone was even bolder!
"Host, you are actually the world's richest person already. If you revealed some of your assets, your name would immediately top the Forbes list." Xiao Yi told Fang Jueyu.
"Shut up! Can't I pretend a bit more?"