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

"Handsome guy, you have good taste!"

In Zhang San's office, Boss Liu gave Zhang San a knowing smile that all men understand, and said the words above.

As before, when he came here, he stopped by Zhang San's office to catch up with him and saw Zhang San's secretary.

"I have to thank you a lot, sir. I ran into you in front of the wireless gate that day." Zhang San gave a kind smile, genuinely grateful.

This made Boss Liu realize that the handsome young man in front of him was truly sincere. Having seen countless people, he could naturally tell the difference between truth and falsehood.

"Oh, little brother, you're too kind. We hit it off immediately, and it's only my duty to show you around Hong Kong."

Zhang San sincerely invited him, saying, "Boss, I'm going back to North America before Christmas. Please come and see Hollywood."

After seeing off Boss Liu, Zhang San accelerated his investments in Hong Kong, especially in stocks. During a recent conversation with Boss Liu, he learned that, to date, many of the Hong Kong-listed companies have already moved their registration overseas.

Hong Kong's major landowner, Hongkong Land, has already relocated its registration a few years ago. Many other listed companies, including tycoon Lau's VERYGO, have also relocated their registrations. The stock market didn't show much improvement that year, so he wanted to increase his investment.

"Xiaofen, I'm going back to North America for Christmas. Will you come with me?" Zhang San thought for a moment and then added, "How's your English? You need to learn more foreign languages."

Then, they stopped paying attention to her. Hong Kong has now officially entered a period of calm. In the past 1980s, Hong Kong was full of ups and downs, and the smoke of war had just cleared up.

From Liu's account, you can tell how exciting it was, especially his own development. He made four moves, each of which yielded substantial profits.

He said at the time, "I wish I could have met you sooner. Hearing you say that makes me feel excited."

Perhaps because everyone has already distributed the benefits, things have calmed down and people are no longer causing trouble.

In Hong Kong, Zhang San used two billion US dollars to buy Hang Seng Index constituent stocks, and the remaining three billion five billion US dollars were all used to acquire properties in Hong Kong. However, he discovered that buying properties is really difficult. So far, he has spent less than five billion US dollars, or HK$34 billion, which makes him very depressed.

What can we do then? We can't let this money sit idle, so naturally we'll buy stocks. 30 billion US dollars can be exchanged for 234 billion Hong Kong dollars.

This time, they bought HK$20 billion worth of stocks; the focus was on HSBC and Cheung Kong, followed by other real estate companies and financial companies. Other stocks are not being considered for the time being.

The remaining funds, nearly four billion Hong Kong dollars, were deposited into HSBC.

On the way back to North America from Hong Kong, I was on Boss Liu's private jet. On the plane, Boss Liu boasted to his little brother, "Stephen, you're a wealthy man, why don't you buy a plane?"

"Having just become rich, I don't yet know how to spend money."

"Haha... I was like that back then. After making a hundred million, I bought five Maybachs. I had money then, but I didn't know how to spend it, hahaha..."

Zhang San couldn't help but smile. However, unlike him, he was buying stocks in large quantities. He had twenty fund companies in Hong Kong and had already completed nearly 90% of the purchase orders. Now, they were all basically on holiday. With Christmas approaching, it was natural to give them a break. Of course, there was also a considerable bonus.

During his trip back to North America, he had another task: NT-MS would purchase $10 billion worth of preferred stock from Citigroup.

Upon arriving in Los Angeles, the convoy that came to pick them up was naturally very long.

"Boss, I've prepared a banquet in Beverly Hills. Let's go together."

This time, Boss Liu came alone, without anyone else, while Zhang San only brought Chai Xiaofen; as for why, you'll have to ask Zhang San.

The convoy drove directly from the airport to Beverly Hills, where they arranged for Boss Liu's villa, which was right next to his own.

As the host, Zhang San was naturally very hospitable. He had someone escort Chai Xiaofen to the villa next door, while he acted as her guide as he entered the villa.

"Stephen, you're such a good friend, I like all of these."

Zhang San said earnestly, "On the way here, I was worried that I wouldn't be able to entertain you properly, but since you like it, I'm relieved."

"You're exactly my type. I won't say any more. I'm exhausted from the journey; I need to rest and adjust to the time difference."

Zhang San smiled and left, letting things take their course. As long as he was healthy, every road would bear his mark...

As the two entered the villa, two rows of foreign girls appeared in front of them; just one glance was enough to tell that these malnourished foreign girls must be very poor, with barely any clothes, and in this cold season, they needed the warmth of Boss Liu.

Zhang San said to the temporary housekeeper he had hired, "You'd better prepare a good medical team. We can't afford any accidents; she's a good friend of mine."

The housekeeper gave a strange look, then nodded seriously. There were six poor girls who needed to be rescued just now.

Slender branches bearing abundant fruit—that's how they're described; their figures are typical of Europe and America.

When Zhang San returned, he saw Chai Xiaofen sitting there obediently and said, "Don't sit here like an idiot. Go and adjust to the time difference."

After he finished speaking, he went to his room to take a shower and rest. They had eaten on the plane and were just a little sleepy.

"Don't you want me to scrub your back?"

Zhang San glanced at her, and after a dozen seconds, he nodded, said nothing more, and walked towards the room, followed by the girl who was no longer so thin.

The next morning, Zhang San got up, quietly got out of bed, glanced at the person in bed, put on his pajamas, and went to wash up. The lovely person in bed opened her tearful eyes, glanced at Zhang San's back, smiled slightly, and then closed her eyes and fell asleep again.

After Zhang San got dressed, he came out of the villa and walked to the villa next door. Inside, the housekeeper was waiting for him.

He gave the housekeeper an inquiring look, and the housekeeper returned a reassuring smile, which put Zhang San at ease. He then sat in the living room, turned on the TV, and watched the news.

The news is reporting on Citibank's failed real estate investment and the Federal Reserve's demand for additional margin.

"It seems Citibank has found a major investor; our station will continue to follow up and report on this."

An hour later, Zhang San heard someone coming downstairs behind him. He turned around and smiled.

"Hey buddy, did you sleep well last night?"

The pale-faced tycoon Liu walked over with unsteady steps, leaned back on the sofa, and said, "Foreign women are not easy to handle, but luckily I have plenty of experience."

Zhang San gave a thumbs-up and said, "I've prepared a delicious soup for breakfast. I heard it's very nourishing. Let's try the Chinatown cuisine together."

After he finished speaking, he blinked.