"Little Yi, if I want to become as strong as my dad, how long will it take?" The scene just now got Fang Jueyu's blood boiling.
"That depends on your talent and opportunities," Xiao Yi replied, "Once you gain level one access, that's about when you can start formally learning the method of potential guidance."
"How long did it take my dad?"
"It took Mr. Fang Huai about 15 years or so to reach that level," Xiao Yi said, "He also got me when he was about 20, much like you. That's when he learned about the family assets. A few years he spent just playing around, or he could've done it sooner."
"Xiao Fang, it's getting late, and the banquet is about to start!"
The conversation with Wang Lin lasted a full hour, and it was already close to six o'clock. The dinner party was about to begin soon. As one of the more important guests today, he certainly couldn't be late.
"You finally came out!" Seeing Wang Lin and Fang Jueyu come out of the study, Wang Cong hurried over to ask, "What did my old man talk to you about for so long?"
"You're really a curious baby!" Fang Jueyu couldn't help but find it funny to see Wang Cong scratching his head, "It was nothing much, just your dad wanting me to take you along in business."
"Tch, come on. You only know how to spend money; what do you know about making it?" Wang Cong said disdainfully. Although he wasn't some business genius, he did manage to multiply Wang Lin's money several times over in just a few years, which indeed took some skill.
"Fine, forget it. That's just what your dad said," Fang Jueyu rolled his eyes, "The film city we are planning, your dad had someone calculate it, and once it's built, it can earn over ten billion each year. Can you handle that?"
"That much?" Wang Cong had considered this point, but there seemed to be quite a gap between his profit analysis and Wang Lin's. Although Fang Jueyu was extravagant with his spending, he didn't invest in meaningless things. This billion-dollar investment was really money making money!
"Let's go, it's almost six, let's hurry and see those live celebrities!" Fang Jueyu pushed him out of the room eagerly.
"Are you saying you can see dead celebrities?" Wang Cong mumbled as he followed Wang Lin out.
Lu Yeqian and Zhuang Ying helplessly exchanged glances. These two were indeed quite the characters.
As they passed room 002, the door happened to open at the same time, and both Fang Jueyu and Wang Cong deliberately paused.
They originally thought that someone of that status should be a middle-aged person in their forties or fifties, but the person who came out was young and beautiful beyond their imagination, looking about twenty-five years old, a woman's most beautiful age, and most charming.
"Is she the owner of this room?" Fang Jueyu noticed she took the room card when she left, indicating there was likely no one else inside.
"Should be!" Wang Cong nodded, "Strange, such a young woman having more status than my dad and Xiang Lingyue?"
"Have you seen her before?"
"No, I didn't know there was such a young woman entrepreneur in the country." Wang Cong shook his head, certain he had never seen this woman anywhere.
"Let's go check it out!" The two quickly followed her, but what they saw stunned them. As the woman entered the elevator, Wang Lin actually stepped aside voluntarily, keeping a straight face, and his demeanor turned much more rigid.
Fang Jueyu didn't notice that when the woman saw him, there was a very subtle change in her gaze.
With Wang Lin acting , Wang Cong dared not be presumptuous. He stood honestly beside Wang Lin, even his breathing became heavier.
"Little Yi, do you know her?" Fang Jueyu asked.
"Of course, I know, but I'm not telling!"
"You..." If he could, Fang Jueyu really wanted to yank it out of his system and flush it down the toilet. How could there be such a mischievous intelligent system in the world?
"Didn't expect you little one to come too." The young woman suddenly said to Fang Jueyu.
"You know me?" Fang Jueyu asked.
The woman didn't speak, just gave a slight smile, then exited the elevator.
"Such a strange person!" Fang Jueyu muttered, but seeing Wang Lin's respectful demeanor, it seemed they should be acquainted.
"Uncle Wang, do you know that woman?" Fang Jueyu whispered.
"Yes, few people know about her identity. Those who do are among the top few dozen individuals in Huaxia for personal wealth," Wang Lin said, "Her identity is as mysterious as your father's, and the wealth she possesses is beyond imagination."
"Last year, during the Queen of England's birthday, I was fortunate enough to be invited," Wang Lin recalled, "Many of the wealthy came that day, nearly all of those in the top 50 on the Forbes list were invited, but none were eligible to sit at the head table with her."
"And that woman sat right next to the Queen, chatting and laughing, with the Queen even initiating the conversation." Upon returning, Wang Lin tried to look up information on the woman, but found nothing!
"In any case, she's someone we can't afford to provoke, just don't mess with her," Though the hotel's security measures had been excellent recently, Wang Lin couldn't predict how such an unfamiliar presence might act.
"Alright, we're unlikely to cross paths with her anyway," Wang Cong said, "Come on, let me introduce you to some friends!"
"Go on, just don't cause any trouble."
"Phew! Finally escaped my old man's clutches!" Wang Cong breathed a sigh of relief, "You wouldn't believe how oppressive it feels being with my dad."
"I can tell!" Fang Jueyu laughed. His relationship with Fang Huai was rather special, sometimes father and son, sometimes like friends. Perhaps it was that natural playful character, they never had conflicts. Although, Fang Jueyu did deeply respect his father, even if he occasionally complained about him.
"I wonder how my dad and mom are doing..."
The time for the banquet had arrived, but the people from the three major companies still hadn't appeared. There would probably be a simple opening ceremony later, but drinks, snacks, and food had already been served. Many celebrities were already gathered in small groups.
The grand hall was filled with female celebrities in gowns and dashing male stars, and of course, those comedians and stars not reliant on looks.
"Wow, look at her! Jin Jing! My goddess!"
"And there, Zhou Shuang! I had the biggest crush on her back in middle school! Shame about the jerk she met!"
"And that one there!"
"Hey, try to keep it together, will you?" Wang Cong was slightly blushing, "Mr. Fang, could you act a bit more like a billionaire? This isn't a fan meeting! If you want to meet them, I can just introduce you, can't I?"
"Oh, right!" Fang Jueyu quickly adjusted his collar.
"Hey, Principal!" Just then, a group of young male celebrities walked over.
"Hey!" Wang Cong waved. Though he was usually arrogant, he had a good reputation within the entertainment circle.
"Let's go, I'll introduce you to a few people!"