I'm such a lovesick person.

Chapter 401 Reputation
The fewer people who know about this, the better.

For Wei Lin, Ling Yao is currently just a potential partner; the two haven't established any relationship yet, so he naturally avoids revealing any secrets related to himself.

"Fake? Heh, say what you will!"

Ling Yao pursed her lips, but didn't ask any more questions.

—She had heard of the investments made by the newly rich!
Almost all of Irina's clients were wealthy.

She would listen quietly as her clients chatted, and she had heard about Xin Gu Investment more than once or twice from their conversations.

Even Zhao Lianyun has mentioned New Elite Investment, Ma Yungui, and some other related figures.

According to those people, Ma Yungui was a master in Linjiang City with the ability to turn stones into gold. Countless wealthy people in Linjiang City had brought money to Ma Yungui for his help.

Wealthy people from other cities in Jiangsu Province, besides Linjiang City, would also make a special trip to see him.

This mysterious and powerful tycoon, whose New Elite Investments he founded, is actually going to give Wei Lin 30% of the shares?
Ling Yao heard about it from her nephew, Zhong Guanwen.

She believes this to be true.

"Seven or eight hundred million! My God!"

Sitting in the back seat of the car, Ling Yao's mind was buzzing, and she gained a completely new understanding of Wei Lin's level of wealth.

She had overheard her colleagues gossiping about it, and they knew that their boss, Zhou Rong, at most had a net worth of one or two hundred million.

The wealthy woman she served, Zhao Lianyun, came from a very powerful family, but her personal assets seemed to be just over 100 million yuan.

However, Ma Yungui, the boss of Xingui Investment, was going to give Wei Lin shares worth seven or eight hundred million yuan, and for free!
Wei Lin didn't even agree!
She overheard Ma Yungui and Wei Lin's phone call via the car's Bluetooth system.

"If nothing unexpected happens, Wei Lin's personal assets will probably exceed one billion!"

"No wonder he could help Sister Lin start a company and give Sister Shen a house and a car. He's really rich and doesn't care about money!"

Ling Yao's heart wavered.

She had met some rich kids and had seen a few wealthy people, but she suddenly realized that none of them could compare to Wei Lin in front of her.

"So young and handsome! Worth billions!"

She kept glancing at Wei Lin in the passenger seat, as if he were a golden mountain shimmering with brilliant light, and asked angrily, "Brother Wei, what are you doing sitting in the front?"

"It's a bit crowded in the back." Wei Lin said calmly, "I've found a designated driver. I'll take you home first."

Ling Yao exclaimed, "I don't want to go home so early, I still want to sing!"

Zhong Guanwen's arrival disrupted Wei Lin's mood for continuing the game. He said with little interest, "Let's talk about it next time. I'm a little tired today."

Ling Yao finally gave up and said dejectedly, "Oh, okay then."

……

It was 10 p.m. at a hot pot restaurant.

Hong Mo, Xu Chuan, and a few others were drinking beer, eating hot pot, and chatting loudly in a shop that was open all night.

Zhong Guanwen told his three underlings to disperse first, and then he sneaked over alone.

After sitting down, he disassembled a set of tableware and scooped out beef tripe and beef from the hot pot.

Whether it's Hong Mo or Xu Chuan, they are old acquaintances of his, and they have been hanging out together for over ten years.

He naturally wouldn't stand on ceremony.

Hong Mo and the others at the table knew him well. They looked puzzled when they saw him sit down and start eating in silence, then chug down an ice-cold beer.

"Little mosquito, what's wrong? Is something on your mind?"

Xu Chuan clinked glasses with him, and only asked after he finished his drink.

Zhong Guanwen said in a deep voice, "I just met Wei Lin."

Upon hearing this, everyone at the table was taken aback.

Xu Chuan and the others were unaware of the situation and did not know what his meeting with Wei Lin meant.

"Wei Lin ran into some trouble and couldn't find Hong Mo, so he asked you to handle it?" Xu Chuan asked.

Zhong Guanwen shook his head, knowing that he didn't understand, and didn't bother to explain further.

Hong Mo's face darkened, and he said unhappily, "You told Wei Lin what I told you? Little Mosquito, are you selling me out? Your uncle informed me of the matter, and I told you so you would be aware of it. Why did you make a fuss?"

"What's wrong with you?"

"Can you interfere with the boss's decisions? Besides, what can you do about Wei Lin? Can you beat him? Or are you more capable than him?"

"Little mosquito, don't give me any trouble, or you'll make me get scolded by the boss!" Hong Mo was furious.

He treated Zhong Guanwen like his own younger brother, which is why he revealed Ma Yungui's plan to give Wei Linxin shares. He felt that Zhong Guanwen was already over thirty years old and should be able to think clearly.

Who would have thought that Chung Koon-man would do something like this?

"Little Mosquito, Hongmo, what's going on?"

Xu Chuan screamed.

The others were also puzzled, not understanding why Hong Mo suddenly lost his temper and started cursing at the big boss's nephew.

"What right does Wei Lin have? What right does he have to take 30% of our newly rich's shares?!"

Zhong Guanwen said angrily.

Upon hearing this, Xu Chuan exclaimed in surprise, "Holy crap! Really?"

At that moment, Jin Changhong, the bald man at the table, was so startled by Zhong Guanwen's angry complaint that he almost jumped off his seat.

Xu Chuan and Jin Changhong's business often faces a shortage of funds, and they are very familiar with XinGuo Investment.

A 30% stake in the newly established company would cost seven or eight hundred million yuan, which shocked the two men.

"The newly rich Mr. Ma really thinks so highly of Wei Lin!" Jin Changhong thought to himself in amazement. He coughed and looked at Hong Mo, asking, "Brother Mo, is it true?"

"You and Wei Lin met at the gym, and you two got along quite well, right?"

Hongmo didn't answer but asked a question instead.

Jin Changhong showed off his Rolex, dangled it, and grinned, "This watch was a gift from Brother Wei. I refused to accept it, but he insisted on giving it to me!"

Hong Mo smiled and said, "I not only knew about that matter, but I also personally participated in it. You deserve it."

In front of Zhong Guanwen, he called Wei Lin and apologized as soon as the call connected: "Wei Lin, I was the one who told Zhong Guanwen about the boss wanting to give you shares. I didn't expect that guy to be so stupid as to come to you without saying a word. Wei Lin, I also bear some responsibility for this, and I apologize to you."

Wei Lin laughed and said, "It's alright, I just spoke with Uncle Ma on the phone, he'll take care of it."

After saying that, Wei Lin hung up the phone first.

"You call me stupid? You're telling him I'm stupid?!"

Zhong Guanwen's face was grim, his eyes flashing with cold light. He said in a cold voice, "Brother Mo, will you help him or me?"

Upon hearing this, both Xu Chuan and Jin Changhong frowned slightly.

"Little mosquito, my boss is your uncle, not you."

Hong Mo's smile faded, and he said seriously, "I only listen to your uncle, and I don't listen to anyone else. I've been willing to help you fight and brawl outside all these years, partly because you've recognized me as your older brother, but more importantly because your uncle is my boss."

"Giving Wei Lin shares was a decision your uncle made himself, and no one has the right to interfere!"

"You're not even a mosquito!"

"So stop doing stupid things, or no one can help you!"

Hong Mo's last words were very strong.

Zhong Guanwen stared at him intently for a few moments, then left without eating a bite of the food in his bowl, slamming the door shut in silence.

"Brother Mo, weren't your words a bit too harsh?"

Kim Chang-hong sighed.

“The boss didn’t give him shares, but instead gave so many shares to Wei Lin. I can understand why he’s angry.”

Hong Mo took a sip of ice-cold beer and frowned, saying, "But he's just not cut out for it. He's fine doing other things, but he really doesn't understand investment and financial management."

"As for... Wei Lin, he's someone we can't afford to offend. I'm being a bit harsh because it's for his own good."

"Okay, ignore him, let's drink ours."

Hong Mo picked up an unopened bottle of beer and handed it to Jin Changhong, saying earnestly, "I, Hong Mo, am where I am today because I followed the right Boss Ma. Jin, now that you have won Wei Lin's favor, you might as well work harder and see if Wei Lin is willing to keep you by his side."

Jin Changhong scratched his head: "He doesn't seem to think much of me."

Xu Chuan was taken aback and asked, "Hong Mo, do you think Wei Lin has the potential to reach Boss Ma's level in the future?"

Hong Mo nodded slightly: "According to the information I have, Wei Lin is very likely to become like our boss in the future, and may even surpass our boss."

Jin Changhong slapped his thigh: "Then I'll try again!"

……

(End of this chapter)