With global currency devaluation, I'll wear these back and take my whole family flying!

The shop assistant was completely stunned.

She has been selling gold for several years and has never heard of buying gold in "jin" (斤).

Ten pounds!

5000 grams!

Shen Ci couldn't help but laugh at himself, because it sounded really absurd.

Upon seeing Shen Ci smile, the shop assistant thought she was joking: "Beautiful lady, you have a great sense of humor."

“I’m not being humorous, I’m serious,” Shen Ci said with a smile. “If you can make it, I’ll choose the style.”

The shop assistant paused for a moment, then, after confirming that the beautiful woman in front of him really wanted to order a 5000-gram longevity lock, he belatedly became excited: "Yes, yes, beautiful lady, please have a seat and wait a moment."

Before long, the store manager came to greet him personally. After understanding Shen Ci's needs, he was relatively calm. However, for their store, a 5000-gram order was definitely a historic order, except for customers who collect gold bars.

"Ms. Shen, the price of gold fluctuates daily. Your order today will be settled based on today's market gold price. If the gold price drops on the day of delivery, we cannot adjust it for you. We appreciate your understanding."

Shen Ci nodded in understanding: "Then the same logic applies if it floats up?"

"Yes," the manager replied with a smile.

Finally, Shen Ci commissioned a ten-pound super-large gold longevity lock for Xi Xi at a price of 350 yuan, which translates to a total price of 350 million yuan.

This is the most expensive gift she has given away to anyone other than her own family in a long time.

After leaving the jewelry store, Shen Ci received a call from Boss Yang.

The two hadn't seen each other for a long time, so Boss Yang invited Shen Ci to dinner.

Between water and clouds.

There were only two people at the table today, and Mr. Yang did not choose a private room, but instead selected a good spot in the main hall of the Chinese restaurant.

"Uncle Yang."

Upon meeting, they still felt a sense of familiarity with each other, without the slightest awkwardness.

Mr. Yang then pretended to be angry and said, "You brat, if I don't call you, have you forgotten that you have an uncle like me?"

"How could that be?" Shen Ci pulled out a chair and sat down. "I was planning to contact you in the next few days because I have something important to discuss with Uncle Yang."

Mr. Yang personally poured her a cup of tea, looking at her leisurely and saying, "I heard the 'Heaven's Mandate for Phoenix' project has started to pay off. A friend of mine invested a small amount initially, but he's made quite a bit. You, as a major investor, must be making a fortune from this one project alone, right?"

Shen Ci smiled without saying a word, not directly answering Boss Yang's question, but that was tantamount to admitting it.

"The Phoenix" was a huge hit, breaking multiple platform records, boosting the entire cast's status, and generating astronomical profits from advertising alone.

Such investments offer long-term returns, with future profits continuously flowing into her account.

This was her first investment project, and now she's finally seeing a return on her investment!

"Putting everything else aside, your investment acumen is truly remarkable, you have to admit it," Mr. Yang praised sincerely.

"Uncle Yang, please don't flatter me. You must have something else to tell me about, right?" Shen Ci said with a smile, "You went to the hospital to see my sister-in-law this morning, and we missed each other."

Mr. Yang waved his hand: "It's good that we missed it. Today we need to be more formal. Uncle apologizes to you."

Upon hearing this, Shen Ci was taken aback: "You're apologizing to me? Why is that?"

“I’ve heard about what happened between your mother and Uncle Fei. In the end, I was the one who connected us, and now it’s turned out like this. I feel really bad about it.” Boss Yang sighed, “That Fei Cheng kid has been spoiled by your Uncle Fei.”

Mentioning Fei Cheng, Shen Ci's expression darkened slightly.

“Uncle Yang, this has nothing to do with you, you don’t need to feel guilty.” Shen Ci said softly, “It’s just that my mother and Uncle Fei were not meant to be.”

"It's a real pity. Your Uncle Fei is such a nice person."

"I know."

The two fell silent for a moment, clearly indicating that this was not a pleasant matter. Shen Ci could not remain completely indifferent whenever she thought about how her mother had been wronged in this matter.

She cares, she's angry!

"Didn't you just say you had something important to discuss with me?" Boss Yang immediately changed the subject and asked Shen Ci.

Shen Ci nodded, her expression softening slightly: "This is good news for me. I'd like to collaborate with Uncle Yang on a project. Would you be willing to take it on, Uncle Yang?"

"A new project?" Boss Yang's face hardened. "You silly girl, you've got a new project and you're not including me in it?"

Shen Ci smiled sheepishly: "To be honest, Uncle Yang, I want to do this project myself, but I'll hand over the construction to you. You can make your profit as you see fit; I don't want any discounts."

Her question only piqued Mr. Yang's curiosity even more: "What project?"

“I bought a hilltop in Lishan and want to build a high-end cemetery.”

"A cemetery?" Mr. Yang exclaimed in surprise, "Really?"

“Of course it’s true. I had a master calculate it, and it’s a geomantically auspicious place, very suitable,” Shen Ci said in a low voice.

Mr. Yang looked at Shen Ci, his eyes shifting from shock to admiration, and finally a hint of joy: "Ah Ci, where do you get so many ideas in your little head every day? My real estate company has been running for so long, and I've never thought of developing a cemetery project. How did you come up with this idea?"

"It just... suddenly a lightbulb went off in my head, and I thought it was feasible and profitable," Shen Ci said truthfully.

"Of course there's money to be made!" Boss Yang said excitedly. "This isn't a small project. Can you handle it? Why don't you bring your uncle along? It'll help relieve some of your stress."

"Uncle Yang, I don't feel any pressure," Shen Ci said with a smile. "I really want to do this project myself."

"Why are you so insistent? Joint ventures are supposed to mitigate risk, but are you really that certain we won't lose money?"

Shen Ci nodded: "I think it's a sure thing."

Mr. Yang pursed his lips regretfully, because he also felt he was guaranteed to make a profit, which was why he was a little envious.

He rubbed his forehead in frustration: "I'm really getting old, my brain isn't working properly anymore. How could I not have thought of such a great business opportunity? Cemetery... you're something else."

"And you not only dare to think about it, you actually dare to do it. Most people wouldn't dare to touch that, there's a certain taboo about it."

As he spoke, Mr. Yang asked curiously, "Did you consult a fortune teller? Which fortune teller?"

"Master Yu."

Boss Yang raised an eyebrow slightly and gave a thumbs up: "Great, it seems you've made thorough preparations. This place that Master Yu calculated will probably be in high demand. Remember to save a spot for Uncle Yang."

"Uncle Yang, please don't joke like that."

"Seriously, you'll need it sooner or later."

Shen Ci said seriously, "Then will you take it? I want to start construction as soon as possible. There's a section of the road that needs to be repaired. I want to rebuild that entire road. I estimate it will be a huge project."

“Of course I’ll take the job if there’s money to be made, but we need government approval to build roads. Lishan seems to be under the jurisdiction of Yangming District…” Mr. Yang frowned as he spoke: “Oh dear, Yangming District just changed its leadership, and I’m not really familiar with it.”