People in the Republic of China era began to rise from industry.

Sheng Aiyi invested 80 million.

His drinking buddies in the banking industry had already agreed when they divided the spoils that they would continue to cooperate with him this time.

Having tasted success last time, the group intensified their efforts this time, raising a share of ten million.

As for Lin Yi himself, he plans to re-evaluate and mortgage his thriving textile equipment factory.

With his existing savings, he could come up with ten million.

With a principal of 100 million, plus leverage, you can leverage at least 300 million.

Even if only the stock price of Sothinking drops by half, while the stock price of Xinka doubles, that would still earn 300 million.

After deducting the investment income that needs to be distributed and various expenses, the conservative estimate for profit is 250 million!

While this isn't exactly getting something for nothing, it's very similar.

Now he's starting to worry about how to spend all this money.

How foolish would you be to deposit your money in a bank and earn interest?

With this thought flashing through his mind, Lin Yi didn't finish his sentence: "Seventh Miss, congratulations, your 40 million in earnings are on their way."

The seventh young lady across from them laughed crisply, clearly in a good mood.

"Just like last time, if you don't get this much, you'll have to make up the difference."

She offered a reminder, then inquired about the Fenghua Metallurgical Plant: "What are your plans to do about the metallurgical plant?"

"We can't keep dragging this on, can we?"

“I have received news that Kong Yongzhi is very angry now, and I am afraid that his next move will not be as simple as seizing the ore.”

"If you don't have a good solution, you might as well accept my investment."

"It's better than your metallurgical plant going bankrupt because of Kong Yongzhi, isn't it?"

Lin Yi laughed heartily: "Thank you for your concern, Miss Seven."

"However, even if Chiang Kai-shek steps down, Fenghua Metallurgical Plant will not go bankrupt."

Lin Yi spoke with great confidence.

Sheng Aiyi across from her remained silent for a moment before chuckling softly, "Then I'll wait and see."

After saying goodbye, she prepared to hang up the phone, but Lin Yi quickly stopped her.

"Seventh Miss, I have a favor to ask of you."

"what's up?"

"I can't say now, but I certainly won't make things difficult for you."

"Heh, Mr. Lin, is this how you ask for help?"

Lin Yi laughed along, "Who told us to be old friends?"

"As for what it is, Miss Seven will find out tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll definitely help as long as it's within my ability."

Sheng Aiyi, sitting opposite, smiled and agreed.

The previous profit was six million, and this time it's forty million.

For the sake of money, she wouldn't refuse to help within her ability...

Huang Jinyong is a native of Shanghai.

During the Qing Dynasty, he was a constable in the county government of Shanghai.

Later, seeing how lucrative the concessions were, he switched to working for the concession police.

He started as an ordinary Chinese policeman patrolling the streets with a baton, but because of his hard work, he gained the appreciation of the French and was promoted to plainclothes detective.

They were specifically responsible for gathering intelligence on the streets and local affairs.

It was through this job that he met a large number of people from all walks of life, and then went further and further down the path of involvement in organized crime.

He wore official robes while infiltrating gangs, and these two paths complemented each other, allowing him to rise to prominence in just a few years.

He became the respected Chief Inspector of the Chinese Police Force and a powerful figure in the Green Gang.

No one asks the poor in the downtown area, and the rich has distant relatives in the mountains.

This applies equally to gang members.

If you hang out with street thugs, you'll be called a loser.

As someone who held the power to decide whether Shanghai was in chaos or not, Mr. Huang was not only highly trusted by the French Concession Municipal Council, but also treated with great kindness by the people of Nanjing.

Two years ago, on Huang Jinyong's 60th birthday, Chiang Kai-shek specially sent someone to deliver a congratulatory invitation.

The Special Service Department and the Investigation Section relied heavily on Huang Jinyong for intelligence regarding the concessions.

Even when arresting underground party members in the foreign concessions, it was only after Huang Jinyong gave the order that the police station would turn a blind eye.

And regarding the matter concerning Bailongduoxi, it was indeed Jinling who contacted him.

Not only Weimin Pharmaceutical Factory was affected, but clinics and pharmacies throughout the concession were also banned from selling all kinds of anti-inflammatory drugs.

Currently, only a few hospitals run by foreigners are not subject to restrictions.

However, both the Special Service and the Investigation Department stationed personnel to keep an eye on suspicious individuals.

Taking over the sales channels of Weimin Pharmaceutical Factory was a direct instruction from Huang Jinyong.

Making money off passing through was only one reason; the main reason was that Weimin Pharmaceutical Factory was involved with Andao Company.

Recently, Lin Yi has gained a reputation in Shanghai's business circles.

Huang Jinyong remembered that this person had paid his respects at Zhang Xiaolin's memorial ceremony.

I originally thought he was a polite and well-mannered junior.

Unexpectedly, although the business gradually grew, it never formally paid homage to its own patron.

He didn't even bother to ask around. In Shanghai, how many people would dare not pay homage to him when doing business?

He's not like his father, Lin Andao, who built his career with his fists and gained considerable prestige in the underworld, earning the respect of everyone.

Even if a young man like him takes over the family business and does it very well, the foundation is still unstable.

If you don't understand the rules in this situation, then you have absolutely no manners.

It's necessary to teach this unruly brat a lesson and make him understand the rules of Shanghai.

He was extremely well-informed.

Lin Yi had barely arrived in Shanghai when he received the news.

I originally thought that after hearing about the pharmaceutical factory, Lin Yi would understand the seriousness of the matter and come to the Huang mansion to apologize in person.

But even after Huang Jinyong went to sleep, Lin Yi did not come to the door.

This really infuriated Wong Kam-yung.

My face looked quite bad when I woke up in the morning.

For many years, no one has dared to ignore his existence like this.

This kept him up all night, and he got angrier and angrier the more he thought about it.

After finishing his breakfast of wonton soup and bread slices—a fusion of Chinese and Western dishes—Huang Jinyong grabbed a handkerchief and wiped his mouth.

He instructed the steward, who was bowing behind him, "Make arrangements to teach that kid a lesson."

"Yes."

Such trivial matters do not require him to make specific arrangements.

The steward left to arrange tasks, and Huang Jinyong was not in a hurry to go out.

He sat on the sofa in the living room and slowly began to read the newspaper.

He didn't recognize many of the words on the newspaper.

Most of the articles are incomprehensible.

But there was no way around it; if it got out that a big shot like him didn't read the newspapers, he would be laughed at.

He has persisted in this for ten years without fail, and it has now become a habit.

They also have their own methods for reading newspapers.

I flipped through several newspapers one by one, like reading a children's book, and read all the advertisements interspersed among the articles, which took exactly half an hour.

As soon as he put down the newspaper, the maid promptly brought him a cup of slightly hot tea.

He finished the drink in one gulp before getting up and leaving.

He had a meeting at the Municipal Council this morning, and at noon he had lunch with the assistant manager of Shenghua Ironworks.

I'm going to Sanxin Company this afternoon to listen to their report and check their accounts.

No plans for tonight.

However, if Lin Yi knew what was good for him, he should have come and apologize.

Huang Jinyong had already made up his mind to make him wait outside the Huang Mansion until midnight.

So that he'll realize just how dissatisfied he is with him!

Four cars went out together.

The car in front led the way.

Following closely behind is Wong Kam-yung, who spent a huge sum of money to buy the same bulletproof car as the US president.

This is the only bulletproof car in Shanghai.

The car body is reinforced with steel plates, and the glass is one inch thick.

The two cars behind were his bodyguards.

With this setup, Huang Jinyong never had to worry about his safety.

Not to mention the bodyguards who are highly skilled in combat and have excellent marksmanship.

With this armored car, the same model used by the US president, no one can do anything to him.

Moreover, this is a concession area.

If anything happens to him, the police force will arrive quickly within five minutes and take control of the situation...