In the era of fetal wear, she became the first socialite in Hong Kong

Fu Ziyan's dressing room in her mansion on Long Island is a duplex structure with two floors connected to the attic. The combined area is much larger than the living room on the first floor. Half of the room is neatly filled with various summer and autumn clothes, in addition to a whole cabinet of accessories and jewelry from various brands.

Because she was going to accompany her father to inspect the property, Fu Ziyan picked a simple knee-length skirt that was black and white from the front, with a large black bow on the back, which made her look dignified yet playful.

Fu Ziyan likes this dress very much, so she tied her hair into a princess style and matched it with a small diamond butterfly hairpin.

When she went downstairs to see her father, she smiled sweetly, her bright eyes full of anticipation.

As a qualified father, Fu Qiyuan cooperated very well with this, showing a surprised and happy expression, "Titi is so beautiful today. Daddy, can you please ask the beautiful little princess to work with me?"

Fu Ziyan smiled, her brows curved, and the dimples on her lips seemed to be stained with the scent of the free forest. "The princess agreed, but hiring child laborers must be paid! I heard there is a dessert house in downtown New York City that tastes very good."

Fu Qiyuan laughed and held out his right hand, palm facing up. "I'll make sure Titi gets to taste that dessert today. Now, pretty little princess, can you have breakfast with daddy first?"

A small, delicate, slightly round and cute hand rested on a large hand as smooth as jade and with distinct lines. Fu Ziyan raised her chin slightly, and said proudly, "Okay."

After dinner, a row of black Mercedes-Benzes drove out of the Long Island villa and headed for downtown Manhattan.

There are tall buildings, dense billboards, and bustling cars on the streets. It is almost the same as the big city where Fu Ziyan went to school in her previous life. It is worthy of being one of the world's top metropolises. Hong Kong at this time is indeed inferior to it.

However, it will eventually catch up. Not only Hong Kong, but also its origin, the birthplace of the descendants of Yan and Huang.

Fu Ziyan watched the car drive into the underground parking lot, and then followed her father into the commercial building. She even thought she had returned to modern times.

Oh, not really. At least there were no computers in the office at that time.

I secretly complained that I was like a bumpkin, and sighed in my heart, "It turns out that there are underground parking lots at this time", but I still kept a calm face.

After all, she was Miss Fu, and she had learned from Fu Qiyuan how to remain calm and composed in the face of adversity. Fu Ziyan called this the "smiling cold face" skill.

This skill was also used when Fu Ziyan saw the company name - Mingzhao Petroleum Company.

Fu Ziyan shouted wildly in her heart, "Oil company, it makes a lot of money just by hearing it."

Mingzhao Petroleum Company was even more remarkable. She had heard her business teacher mention that the international oil market was currently controlled by a handful of oligarchs, but Mingzhao Petroleum Company was different. It had its own shipping routes and oil fields, with routes spanning three continents: Europe, Asia, and Africa.

This is actually the company her father has invested in!!!

No wonder her father was so rich, he could spend whatever he wanted. Even if she had a gold mine now, it wouldn't be worth as much as an oil company.

Oil mines can also be exchanged on the APP, but oil mines are in the tertiary industry, so she can't afford to exchange them for the time being, but she will be able to do so soon.

As the sole heir to Fu Qiyuan's private property, Fu Ziyan felt that her wealth could be raised to a higher level.

Invincible, just so lonely like snow~

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However, these are still her father's assets after all. Although she was announced in advance as the only heir, when the "heir" can inherit still depends on the owner of the assets.

There has been a prince for thirty years!

When she was young, she still had to be self-reliant (and rely on APP cheats) to make a living.

Despite this, Fu Ziyan still quietly asked her father, "Is this the business that Dad invested in?"

Fu Qiyuan guessed the surprise behind Ti Ti's calm voice and smiled faintly, "Yes, it's one of the companies I invested in back then. It's developed very well in recent years." Guessing his daughter's curiosity, he added casually, "I own half of the shares."

What made him even more satisfied was his daughter's expression control. More than half a year ago, her thoughts were written all over her face, but now she can hide them much more.

No matter how powerful a boss is, he cannot avoid the pride of having a child he has taken care of and seeing him grow up.

Fu Ziyan, the supposedly "grown-up" child, excitedly corrected her previous thoughts. It turned out that half of the oil company belonged to her father. She was certain that her father must be the richest man in Hong Kong. By analogy, she must be the richest socialite in Hong Kong!

And this is dad’s personal investment, which means it will most likely be hers in the future.

However, the future wealthy, beautiful and wealthy lady was now so overwhelmed by the oil company's documents that her eyes were dull.

Aren’t oil companies supposed to make money without doing anything? Why are there so many documents?

She thought that accompanying her father to work meant literally sitting on the sofa in the office and playing, not sitting with him and looking at documents!

She is only nine years old, we can't force her to grow!

Fu Qiyuan didn't think he was forcing things. He believed that Ti Ti had already taken so many basic finance and business courses that she already had a solid foundation. Flipping through the oil company's documents was just a matter of familiarizing herself with the material, integrating theory with practice. It didn't matter if she didn't understand; she would eventually learn more.

Although there were indeed a lot of documents, the lunch at the oil company was indeed delicious. To Fu Ziyan's surprise, the cafeteria not only served delicious dishes such as steak, salad, and burgers, but also Chinese and Thai food.

The curry beef tasted amazing, the pineapple fried rice was authentic, and it was the best macaron she had ever eaten.

In the afternoon, Fu Ziyan finally met her father's partner, Sheng Qingyan, another shareholder of Mingzhao Petroleum Company.

He was a middle-aged, mixed-race man. His Chinese name was his father's, and the Sheng family was once a wealthy family in Shanghai. His English name was very striking: Morgan.

However, his mother is not from the direct line of the family, but with the support of a big tree, Mingzhao Petroleum Company has been able to develop so smoothly.

The food in Mingzhao Petroleum Company's cafeteria tastes good, which is also attributed to him, um, this mixed-race handsome middle-aged man is a food lover.

Unlike other wealthy nobles, this uncle is a casual adult.

He actually snatched the kids' desserts!

It was a dessert from the dessert shop that her father had just asked someone to buy for her.

Simply unforgivable!

"Xiao Ziyan? Titti? Selene? Don't be angry, uncle has prepared a gift for you, you will definitely like it!" Uncle Sheng spoke very humorously and handed the gift very skillfully.

But Fu Ziyan insisted that she was not angry! She was a young lady who never showed her emotions, so how could she show her emotions?

Sheng Qingyan didn't care, insisting that his niece was just angry, and then handed her a dessert shop diamond painting.

Desserts include Ben & Jerry's ice cream, Kukken cake, stack cake, pecan pie, jelly, maple ice cream, chess pie, etc., and the diamonds are real diamonds.

The diamond paintings made up of real diamonds of various colors are also spectacular!

In response, Fu Ziyan said that considering the growing market value of Mingzhao Petroleum Company, she could forgive the uncle who snatched the child's dessert.

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Mercedes-Benz is the same name used in Hong Kong and Macau. In the 1960s, a Mercedes-Benz cost around $70,000 to $80,000.

Selene is the English name of the heroine~