raknovel Chapter 56 Heading North Gao Yuanyuan
Chapter 56 Heading North Gao Yuanyuan
Chapter 56 Heading North / Gao Yuanyuan (Seeking First Subscription)
That night, Happy Valley.
When the two bodies pressed against him from the left and right, Lin Dong knew that tonight was not going to be easy.
No one spoke; the only sound was the faint rustling of air from the air conditioner vents.
After pausing for a while, Li Jiaxin reached for the stock trading machine on the bedside table, pressed a few buttons, and the screen lit up.
63.45.
She stared at the number and blinked, the corners of her mouth changing from a lazy smile to an upturned one.
"It's gone up again." She turned the screen over to show Lin Dong, her voice still hoarse from the event. "Average price 46.18, 185 million shares - unrealized profit of 3200 million US dollars."
Zhang Baizhi leaned on Lin Dong's left, resting his chin on his shoulder, his eyes fixed on the number.
She didn't understand stocks, didn't know anything about average prices or leverage, but she understood the concept of $3200 million.
She bit her lip, remaining silent, and buried her face in Lin Dong's shoulder. She had no capital, not a single penny.
But she's not stupid; asking for money at a time like this would be the stupidest thing to do.
"It's a pity that we can't leverage that previous 20 million US dollars." Li Jiaxin put the stock trading machine back on the bedside table, her tone tinged with resentment.
"We've already invested heavily in Amazon, which has triggered the concentration penalty imposed by the brokerage firm, restricting our financing."
Lin Dong closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "But it doesn't matter. Without leverage, this position is actually more stable."
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Li Jiaxin nodded. She didn't really care whether it was stable or not, but she would do everything he said.
From the first time she bought it until now, she has asked questions, questioned, and been nervous, but she has never disobeyed.
It turned out that not disobeying was the right thing to do.
"I've packed your luggage." She pressed her face against his chest, her voice lowered. "I took half a day off tomorrow to see you off."
"I also asked for half a day." Zhang Baizhi's voice came from the other side, soft and gentle, with a hint of probing.
Lin Dong didn't open his eyes. "Okay."
The next morning, at Kai Tak Airport.
A black Mercedes stopped in the drop-off area. Lin Dong opened the car door, and A-Qiang and A-Wei, along with six bodyguards, had already dispersed behind him.
Li Jiaxin got off the car from the other side. Sunglasses covered most of her face, but they couldn't hide the curve of her jaw and the hint of reluctance at the corner of her mouth.
Zhang Baizhi got out of the third car, wearing that floral dress, and followed behind.
When the three of them stood at the exit, the paparazzi outside went crazy. The sound of camera shutters clicking incessantly filled the air; who knows what tomorrow's newspapers will say?
Lin Dong didn't look at them.
Li Jiaxin stepped forward first, stood on tiptoe, and kissed him on his left cheek.
Then Zhang Baizhi came up from the right and kissed her more lightly than Li Jiaxin, but her lips lingered for half a second longer.
The paparazzi's shutter clicks were so frequent they sounded like a torrential downpour hitting a sheet of metal.
"Alright," Lin Dong waved his hand at them, "Go back. It's not like I'm not coming back."
Li Jiaxin nodded and took a step back. Zhang Baizhi stood next to her, less than a fist's distance away, and unusually, he didn't say a word.
Lin Dong glanced at them, then turned around and strode toward the security checkpoint.
Behind him, Ah Qiang followed half a step away, with five bodyguards following in single file.
There was no turning back.
Three hours later, at Beijing Airport.
When Lin Dong walked out of the arrival gate, he took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to A Qiang.
A flight attendant handed it to him on the plane; she clearly recognized him. She was quite attractive, but Lin Dong wasn't interested.
Ah Qiang casually took it and stuffed it into his pocket, then looked around warily.
"Alright, this is the mainland, and it's Beijing, so there's no need to worry about safety. You can relax a bit," Lin Dong reassured him.
Ah-Qiang simply nodded, but he didn't completely let his guard down.
When they walked out, Han Sanping was already waiting at the exit. He wore a dark gray Zhongshan suit, his leather shoes were polished to a shine, and he stood ramrod straight in the crowd.
Jiang Wen stood next to him, looking even darker than the last time they met. He wore a military green shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and a smile graced his unshaven face.
"Lin Sheng!" Han Sanping reached out from afar, rushing over to greet Lin Dong, grasping his hands firmly. "I've been waiting for you!"
"I'm so grateful that Director Han personally picked me up from the airport," Lin Dong said with a smile, shaking his hand.
"Of course, of course." Han Sanping turned his head and extended his hand to Jiang Wenyi. "You know Jiang Wenyi too, no need for introductions. This kid insisted on coming along to pick you up as soon as he heard you were coming."
Jiang Wen grinned, stepped forward, and patted Lin Dong on the shoulder with considerable force. "Mr. Lin, you must be tired from the journey. It's been unbearably hot in the capital these past few days, like a sauna. But you've come at the perfect time; the mutton for hot pot is at its best."
"Director Jiang looks to be in good spirits."
"Of course!" Jiang Wen waved his hand. "Filming for 'Devils on the Doorstep' is about to begin, and I'm bursting with energy—we're just missing a cameo actor playing an Eighth Route Army soldier. Once you arrive, that gap will be filled."
Lin Dong chuckled. "Then you'd better give me a satisfying role—one shot, one kill for the Japanese, don't give me any scenes where I die after three lines."
"Don't worry!" Jiang Wen patted his chest, his voice echoing in the arrival hall, "I'll arrange a sharpshooter for you, one shot, one kill, and plenty of ammunition."
Han Sanping smiled and shook his head, then gestured towards the parking lot.
"The car is outside. The welcome banquet has been arranged at Quanjude Restaurant, and the largest private room has been reserved."
Let's not talk business today, let's eat duck first. This is your first time in Beijing, I have to let you taste what real Peking duck is like.
He paused, looked at Lin Dong, and spoke with such sincerity that it sounded like he was making a promise.
"Lin Sheng, once you arrive in the capital, you'll be home."
Lin Dong smiled and walked out.
At the same time, not far away, a young girl stared intently in their direction. "That's—Jiang Wen?"
"Dandan, look, isn't that Jiang Wen?"
Wang Luodan looked up and immediately recognized him. Then she saw the person next to Jiang Wen, gasped, and tugged at the girl's clothes, "Huanhuan, look at the one next to him, that's Han Sanping, Han Sanping from Beijing Film Studio."
"Han Sanping?" Gao Yuanyuan looked up and gazed into the distance, but then her eyes fell on the man next to him who looked to be about twenty-five or twenty-six years old.
"The person who picked up Han Sanping at the airport must be a VIP. Who is he?" Gao Yuanyuan asked Wang Luodan.
Wang Luodan looked confused and shook her head, clearly not paying much attention to the news reports from Hong Kong and Taiwan.
Gao Yuanyuan didn't care; she was just curious, and the two were destined never to cross paths.
However, this man has a very powerful aura.
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