1970s: Hot wife accompanies the army, cold-faced rough man is not easy to tease

Chapter 357 Mysterious Woman Drains Rich Playboy in 72 Hours
After dinner, Song Jingting took Lu Youyou to his study, took out his treasured Pu'er tea, and personally brewed a traditional Chinese tea.

"This is a 20-year-old Pu'er tea that I received last year. Try it."

Even though Lu Youyou wasn't very knowledgeable about tea ceremony, she could still smell the distinct camphor and medicinal aromas, which were indeed different from Pu'er tea aged three to five years.

"It's delicious," she praised with a smile.

"I'm glad you like it. Take one with you when you go back." Song Jingting's smile widened. His family didn't like this kind of food, so it was rare for him to meet someone who shared his taste.

As he spoke, he got up and took out an old-fashioned tea cake from the cabinet. Just by looking at its appearance, you could tell how many vicissitudes this tea had gone through.

"Youyou, the equipment you asked me to order is expected to arrive in port the day after tomorrow. Do you want me to check it out, or should I just ship it back to the mainland for you?"

"Let me take a look first, so I can make adjustments promptly if there are any errors or omissions."

“Okay, I’ll have someone take you to the dock. If there are no problems, you can be transferred directly to Tianjin Port.”

Lu Youyou thanked Song Jingting first, and after thinking for a moment, she briefly gave her predictions for the economic trend over the next two years.

The US stock market is in a booming phase, and at least for now, there is no sign of a crash. It will continue to rise until October 1987 before collapsing.

Lu Youyou could neither predict the exact time of the collapse nor have enough data to support it, so she could only give a vague explanation: when the water is full, it overflows; when the moon is full, it wanes.

Song Jingting was naturally very surprised. As far as he knew, Lu Youyou's research direction had nothing to do with finance. Although she had investments in Hong Kong and the United States, those were managed by professionals.

He was naturally unaware that the professionals were all operating within the framework set by Lu Youyou, and he also didn't know that the managers on both sides already regarded Lu Youyou as a financial genius with keen insight.

After all, they had never seen anyone who could accurately avoid every major fluctuation. Although they didn't earn as much as extreme speculators, they never lost money by following the lines she drew.

That's why Lu Youyou's $200,000 increased several dozen times in just a few years.

However, Song Jingting was no ordinary person and never underestimated Lu Youyou. No matter why she suddenly brought up financial investment or where the news came from, as long as it came from her mouth, it was not unfounded.

"I will have someone keep a close eye on the situation in the United States." Song Jingting decided to call his elder brother later.

In fact, half of the Song family lives in the United States and the other half in Hong Kong, which is pegged to the US dollar. If the financial crisis were as severe as the one in the 1970s, their family would definitely suffer serious damage.

After a moment of contemplation, Song Jingting suddenly said, "Youyou, then... look at me, you've already reminded me, so you must have been prepared."

Lu Youyou smiled and said, "I'm not a finance professional either, so I'll probably need your help when the time comes."

Lu Youyou is well-versed in the ways of getting along with relatives. Sometimes, asking for help is the key to maintaining a relationship, provided that both parties have value to each other.

Sure enough, Song Jingting smiled so much that his wrinkles became lively: "Okay, okay, just tell me your requirements, and I'll keep an eye on things for you."

He was also worried about what to do if he couldn't grasp the market's pulse. Since Lu Youyou had said that, he could see how her people would operate.

Looking at Lu Youyou, who was so young yet extraordinary in every way, he thought of his good-for-nothing youngest son once again. If only she were his daughter-in-law, or even better, his own daughter. Then he could close his eyes and rest in peace.

Song Peiqing suddenly sneezed. He touched his nose. Who was thinking about him again? Abi or Ama? The second young master Song, who was disliked, was kicked out to run errands by his own father the next day. He dared not disobey and ran to each company on the list compiled by his assistant.

He visited all the famous restaurants in the port city, but instead of sitting down to eat, he would order everything from the menu and take it all away. He even went so far as to insist that the packaging should not affect the taste, and if he couldn't pack it all away, he would ask someone to deliver it to his door.

Many of Song Peiqing's friends were curious about his bizarre behavior. Which beautiful woman had this playboy fallen for this time? Why didn't he give her jewelry or a car, but instead went to bother various famous chefs?

As a result, no one could get Song Peiqing to come out. When asked, the answer was always the same: "My father is very strict."

Now even more people are curious. Wasn't it strict before? It didn't seem to affect your dashing and debonair style, Second Young Master Song!
Lu Youyou disappeared after entering the Song family mansion, but that did not affect her growing fame, especially after the Hong Kong Apple Weekly published Song Peiqing's scandal on its front page.

As the most well-known gossip magazine in Hong Kong, Apple Weekly's headlines are always as sensational as possible.

Logically speaking, such a low-class newspaper would not appear in the Song family, but Apple Weekly has an amazing influence, and as soon as they made their statement, many newspapers reprinted it.

That day, Lu Youyou went downstairs for breakfast and casually picked up a newspaper. As soon as she opened it, she was stunned—"Mysterious woman drains wealthy playboy dry in 72 hours, good things are coming for the second young master of the Song family."

What the heck is this? Is the second young master of the Song family talking about Song Peiqing?
She opened another copy, and the front page headline was the same, with almost identical titles—"Young Master Song is obsessed with his new love, and the mountaintop mansion is subjected to extreme tremors for 72 hours."

Lu Youyou skimmed through the report, feeling like she could barely recognize any Chinese characters anymore.

It has been exactly three days since she landed in Hong Kong, so the mysterious new lover who was entangled with the playboy Song Ershao for 72 hours is her!

What kind of wild imagination does it take to come up with such an outrageous article!

It's just that Hong Kong is too small and there are too many paparazzi.

Logically speaking, Luohu Port is not a gossip hotspot. The majority of paparazzi are usually located at airports, shopping malls, restaurants, hospitals, and celebrity mansions.

Coincidentally, on that day, a veteran movie star was returning to Hong Kong after filming in mainland China. That star wasn't currently very popular and didn't usually attract much attention.

The news that nobody wanted to cover was assigned to a newly hired paparazzi. The paparazzi had no hope, but to his surprise, he saw Song Peiqing, a regular on tabloids.

Song Peiqing is as good-looking as a celebrity and generous. To date, none of his ex-girlfriends have spoken ill of him after their breakup. As a well-known eligible bachelor in Hong Kong, he has always been a favorite of the tabloids.

The new paparazzi exclaimed that they were incredibly lucky. With Song Ershao around, there would be big news. Even if they didn't get any photos, just taking a few close-ups of Song Peiqing's face would double their bonus.

But an even bigger surprise was yet to come. What he saw was... Song Peiqing had come to pick him up—a woman! A woman!

The unexpected windfall stunned him for a second, causing him to miss the best opportunity. By the time he pressed the shutter again, he could only capture Lu Youyou's back and a blurry profile through the car window.

The paparazzi regretted missing the opportunity and could only take a few more pictures of Song Peiqing.

To be honest, Song Peiqing's smile in the viewfinder was quite genuine, something I'd never seen in previous news reports. That smile alone could be the subject of a ten-thousand-word love story.

(End of this chapter)