Reborn in America, I'm serious about making money.

The Liangzai Foundation made a name for itself by attacking the British pound in 1992; it was the first time that one person had defeated a country.

Such a thing is extremely rare, and their strategy is also very advanced. The first step is to probe and deplete the enemy's ammunition. This move can be described as openly and honestly confronting the enemy head-on.

The second tactic was to lull the other side into a false sense of security. Starting in early 1997, they were made to believe that these speculative funds were just looking to make a quick buck and leave, thus lowering the guard of those in Southeast Asia. However, their exchange rates were constantly being harassed, and after exchanging for US dollars, they would then use the money to secure loans in Thai baht.

In this process, Thailand, in an effort to appease the public, actually released its foreign exchange reserves, which gave them an even greater opportunity.

Zhang San, being a reverse strategist, naturally knew these things. However, there was nothing he could change; he was just a small businessman making a little money.

"I haven't appeared in the public eye for several months. If this continues, I'll have no choice but to retire."

Zhou Huimin complained to Zhang San about the matter, but Zhang San replied, "It's alright, just return it then. I don't need the money anyway."

"None of you rich people are any good. You'll abandon me when you're tired of me."

"Don't worry, I'm super rich, I'll take care of you." Zhang San said, putting a piece of beef into his mouth and eating it with relish.

The chef was naturally pleased to see Zhang San enjoying his meal. Despite being a wealthy man, Zhang San was not up to par; he was extremely frugal and spent very little money, at least compared to other rich people.

His biggest expense was food. The rest was bulletproof cars and security. He employed more than fifty security guards. Their job, besides patrolling and guarding his bulletproof cars, was to go out with him and show off his lavish lifestyle.

Zhou Huimin felt that this person was too low-key.

"From now on, you'll be a lady of high society. Here's a gift for you."

Zhang San took out a jewelry box, opened it, and pushed it toward Hui Min. Inside were earrings, necklaces, and bracelets, all made of jade. Recently, a jewelry company launched some jade products, and he bought several sets, which he brought over today to give to Zhou Hui Min.

"This must be very expensive, right?"

"It's just a little trinket, it's worthless, do you like it?" Zhang San said casually as he ate.

However, the other person didn't say anything, but picked it up and put it on herself; if it were an ordinary person, they would have stepped forward and helped her put on the necklace, but Zhang San had no intention of doing so, and was watching TV while eating teppanyaki.

This chef was transferred from the Lihua Hotel. I heard he's been there for over ten years. Today, he heard it was an invitation from a very important person, so he came over happily.

Zhang San's current body is much stronger than in his previous life. Perhaps it's because he's now wealthy, so naturally he eats with the utmost care and attention to detail, using only the finest ingredients.

The best here, literally, is why it's so expensive, and sometimes even air-freighted in.

"Ah Min, eat more. These foods are rare, top-quality ingredients. Although they are not considered expensive and will not prolong your life, they are definitely not hormone-induced fattening. They are seafood flown in by air every day."

Zhang San spends most of his time figuring out how to make money. Only by making money can he feel secure after his rebirth, and this money naturally translates into his enjoyment of life.

Perhaps because he has lived two lives, his mentality is naturally stable. Having experienced the great terror of life and death, he is certainly not like those ordinary people who cultivate their composure later in life. His indifference comes from taking everything in the world lightly.

In his past life, he ate poorly, consuming all sorts of poisonous foods frequently. Haven't you heard the joke that when a zombie virus broke out on Earth, only Indians and mainland Chinese were unaffected?

One drinks Ganges water regularly, and the other is constantly exposed to all kinds of poisons; it can be said that they are immune to all poisons and naturally look down on the world.

After following Zhang San for a while, Zhou Huimin also discovered that he really didn't have any hobbies. Most of the time, he would sit there in a daze, which made people feel that he was quite profound and they didn't know what he was thinking. Moreover, this guy was very picky about food.

Leaving aside the food, as for drinking water, he only drinks water distilled by a strange device. In his own words, he is not used to the sweet water in North America; he prefers tasteless pure water. Moreover, the water used for cooking must also be distilled using this device.

Just like today, the chef who cooked for them was from the Lihua Hotel. I heard he had won some kind of award and was very famous in the Chinese food industry. There were more than twenty chefs like him at the Lihua Hotel, but they were assigned to different hotels.

Today, Zhang San randomly selected this place, and the dishes he made were surprisingly flavorful. Compared to other restaurants, the flavor was much milder, but the texture was much better. It wasn't that Zhou Huimin had a big appetite; she ate more today than she did a year ago. It was just so delicious that she couldn't stop eating.

"Aren't the ingredients exceptionally good?"

Zhang San's words were not without basis. In his previous life, his parents came from the countryside. When they returned to the countryside, he ate local pork raised by his own family for the New Year.

The pigs eaten during the Lunar New Year are naturally not fattened with lean meat enhancers or hormones. In fact, when others walk their dogs, they walk their pigs to make the pork taste better and chewier.

When Zhang San returned to his hometown for the Chinese New Year, bowls of pork were laid out on the table. His parents would secretly give him a few pieces, which he ate with great relish. He even asked his father, "Dad, this pork tastes much better than the city pork. Is it because the pigs are a different breed?"

"Nonsense, how is it different? We eat fast-growing pigs, which are ready for slaughter in three months; while the pork we eat now takes a year to reach slaughter, so of course it's different."

Later, he heard that Boss Sanshi had gone to raise pigs himself. Recalling his own experience of eating pork during the New Year in the countryside, he felt that it made sense. This Boss Sanshi really loved eating pork, but he wouldn't raise pigs.

She still harbored resentment towards Zhang San. The scene of their meeting in North America was still vivid in her mind, something she couldn't forget. There was still some lingering grudge.

The next morning, Zhou Huimin asked him, "You bastard, you may have my body, but you'll never have my heart."

Zhang San, who was in a state of sagely wisdom, was not angry upon hearing this. Instead, he calmly said, "Getting the person is enough. As for the heart, it doesn't matter."

"Don't you know that forced relationships are never happy?!"

Hearing those familiar lines, Zhang San felt like a villain, but he still answered her, saying, "It doesn't matter, as long as it quenches my thirst."

Zhou Huimin turned over, her back to Zhang San; she didn't want to talk to this lewd and despicable man.