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

When Fu Ziyan returned home from Fu Zizhen's coming-of-age party, she saw her father who had been on a business trip for more than half a month.

Wearing a dark grey suit, he stood tall and proud, with a reserved brilliance and remarkable temperament.

Fu Ziyan subconsciously relaxed her brows and eyes, and raised the corners of her lips. "Dad, you're finally back! Has the issue with the pound been resolved?"

Fu Qiyuan's business trip was based on some news and information that he speculated that the British pound might depreciate again, so he dealt with the assets involved in advance.

In fact, Fu Qiyuan learned about it based on the plot.

He hummed, then smiled and asked his daughter, who had grown into a more graceful young lady, "Did Ti Ti have a good time at the party?"

"It's okay." At a banquet, there is always a group of people talking and laughing. It's not fun, but it's not boring at all.

Fu Qiyuan chuckled, "If you don't like it, don't go in the future." With his current status, no one in Hong Kong can force his daughter.

Fu Ziyan smiled and nodded, but she didn't take the words to heart. She used to be willful and naive, letting her mood take her own course. But the more she learned and experienced in the past two years, the more she understood the significance of some banquets.

It is always easier to just attend a banquet than to spend money on public relations afterwards.

As I walked in holding my father's arm, I saw the housekeeper leading people to move a pile of suitcases that he brought back.

Fu Ziyan's eyes sparkled with surprise, "Wow, so many! Are they all for me?"

She was used to her father bringing her gifts whenever he returned from a business trip, but they were usually small and exquisite, not as lavish as this time, with nearly thirty suitcases.

Seeing his daughter's surprise, Fu Qiyuan raised a faint smile at the corner of his lips. "You are my only daughter. Who else can I give it to if not you? The brown suitcase is my luggage, and the two black suitcases are for your grandfather. The rest are yours. Ask the housekeeper to help you carry it up."

Fu Ziyan pursed her lips and smiled brightly, "Thank you, Dad!" But there was still a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

"Some of them are bags, clothes, shoes and accessories that I customized for you earlier. I brought them back on the way."

Oh, I see!

This winter break, they spent their vacation at the London Manor. Since they were all in Europe, they naturally visited several nearby countries and had some fun.

As the birthplace of luxury goods, Europe has an overwhelming number of luxury brands. Even if you don't have enough money to travel, you still have to buy a few pieces as souvenirs, let alone someone like her who has plenty of money.

Fu Ziyan, who had no shortage of money, ordered a lot of custom items at once, from bags and jewelry to clothes, hats, shoes and socks. She truly felt the joy of a rich daughter shopping until she was spoiled, and her membership level jumped from zero to VVVVVIP in one step.

If it weren't for the fact that she was still in her growth period, Fu Ziyan could have bought more~

"I'm going to Shek O. Do you want to come with me, Ti Ti?" Fu Qiyuan lowered his eyes and looked at his daughter with a gentle expression.

"Of course!"

The gift was right there and wouldn't be lost, so she wasn't in a hurry to open it.

So, Fu Ziyan, who had just returned home from the banquet and hadn't even had a sip of water, turned around and followed her father out.

The driver drove very steadily. Fu Ziyan sat in the car and shared her daily life with her father, just like sitting at home and chatting.

"Dad, if the British pound really depreciates as you expected, what should we do with the Hong Kong dollar?" The Hong Kong dollar is pegged to the British pound. The Fu family's main assets are concentrated in Hong Kong. If the Hong Kong dollar collapses, the impact on the Fu family will definitely be significant.

Fu Qiyuan shook his head, his brows calm, and slowly asked Titi, "Do you remember the day you met Uncle Luo at my fortieth birthday party?"

Fu Ziyan blinked, thinking of the dignified and strict Hong Kong Financial Secretary, Luo Boming. She was not stupid, and immediately realized, "Dad means that Uncle Luo will take action to intervene in the Hong Kong dollar exchange rate?"

Fu Qiyuan nodded.

He and Luo Boming have been classmates for many years and have a good relationship. He is very clear that with Luo Boming's character and ability, he will not only take quick action to intervene in the exchange rate, but will also definitely push the Hong Kong dollar off track with the British pound.

Compared with Luo Boming's future actions, Fu Qiyuan was more pleased with Ti Ti's reaction and thinking ability.

He looked at his daughter with a hint of pride in his eyes. "What private lessons has Ti Ti taken recently?"

“Law, Investment, and the Russian Language.”

"Russian?"

Fu Ziyan smiled brightly, with a natural casualness. "I thought the Russian tongue roll was interesting, so I learned it. I also made an appointment with Xi Qingqing and the others to go to the Soviet Union during the winter break. I want to see the scenery of the north."

"The ice and snow kingdom covered in silver is really beautiful. Ti Ti has to learn Russian quickly, as the winter vacation is only a few months away." Fu Qiyuan strongly supports his daughter's travel to see the world. The only thing he insisted on was that she must bring bodyguards and an accompanying team including doctors.

Fu Ziyan raised her chin slightly and winked playfully, "It's just learning a language, no big deal~"

Not at all modest, his confidence seems to overflow the screen.

The new brain was already more useful, and with the bonus of the Enlightenment Pill, the double buffs were fully stacked, and Fu Ziyan made rapid progress in learning, especially in languages.

She currently masters English, Cantonese, Spanish, French and Japanese.

You can call yourself a language genius without any shame!

Fu Qiyuan also didn't think his daughter needed to be modest. Excellence was excellence, and she deserved praise. As long as she wasn't complacent or complacent, moderate praise would lead to more positive progress.

While the father and daughter were chatting, the convoy soon arrived at the old house in Shek O.

The servants in the house were in good order, either tidying up the flowers and plants in the front and back yards, or cleaning the house.

As soon as their car stopped, the butler Fu Zhong was already waiting at the main building door, his expression respectful, "Good afternoon, Second Young Master, Young Miss."

Fu Qiyuan noticed something unusual about the old house and asked, "Are there guests?"

"It's Mr. Lu who came to see the master to reminisce about the past."

land?

Fu Ziyan's eyebrows moved slightly.

There are many people with the surname Lu in Hong Kong, but obviously only Mr. Lu Tingwei can use the word "reminiscing about the past".

She had met many descendants of Mr. Lu in social situations, but they were all just acquaintances, with the exception of one person...

Lu Yan.