“President Lin, I’ve noticed a shift in the wind direction. This project may be at risk, and I suggest you withdraw now.”

Lin Jianhe received a call from Ye Feiyu, thinking he had some good news to share, but it turned out to be a risk warning.

At first, he had a sudden thought and wanted to agree with Ye Feiyu.

However, upon seeing the ever-increasing amount of money, he couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Ye, is your source reliable?"

Ye Feiyu chuckled on the other end: "President Lin, you are my investor, so I need to remind you of the risks. As for my sources of information, you don't need to ask me."

Lin Jianhe fell silent for a moment, realizing he had spoken out of turn.

"For the sake of your eldest daughter, I'll remind you one more time: you'd better stop as soon as possible. Once you've made enough money, you need to learn to stop being greedy. I hope you can protect your assets and not do anything risky."

There was an indescribable arrogance in Ye Feiyu's tone.

Lin Jianhe could tolerate his arrogance before, but during this period, his assets had multiplied several times, and he successfully experienced a kind of gambling-like pleasure.

As the one who led him into the family, Lin Jianhe certainly couldn't speak ill of Ye Feiyu.

He cautiously replied, "Okay, I'll discuss it with my team."

"Mr. Lin, I'll say it one last time: you can never earn all the money in the world. Only the money in your pocket is real. Don't be careless."

Ye Feiyu's reminder was spot on; he is a very competent collaborator.

Unfortunately, Lin Jianhe's dislike for him deepened even further.

He keenly sensed the disdain in Ye Feiyu's tone.

But he still outwardly agreed.

Ye Feiyu wouldn't make baseless accusations.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Jianhe pondered for a while and then called Zhou Jishen and Lin Qingyun to the company.

Looking at his two capable assistants, Lin Jianhe recounted their conversation.

Zhou Jishen frowned deeply: "Besides reminding you to stop, did he say anything else?"

"No."

Lin Jianhe tried to ask more questions, but was stopped and left feeling frustrated.

“Father-in-law, I still suggest you listen to his opinion. He’s been in this business for a long time, and his intuition is sharper than ours. If he says he’s going to close the net, he must have heard something about it.”

Lin Qingyun frowned, looking unwilling: "But now is the time when profits are at their best."

The previous incident can be considered a prelude. These past few days, Lin Jianhe has been unable to eat. Seeing the amount of money jump by one in the blink of an eye, how could he remain unmoved?

Lin Qingyun touched a nerve.

He asked many people, and they all praised the project and were envious that he could get rich along with the man surnamed Ye.

He knew he couldn't get carried away, but how could he resist the temptation of finding a large piece of gold out of nowhere, a way to show off without being assassinated?

Over the years, Lin Jianhe's contributions to the group have been limited; at best, he is merely a leader who maintains the status quo. Many people say that he is not as good as he was in his younger days.

If Lin Jianhe hadn't cared at all, he wouldn't have made a mistake and lost a lot of money on a bad project.

This time, he made a remarkable comeback.

Money is rising steadily, so who would be willing to suddenly withdraw?

If you have 10,000 yuan today, it might become 20,000 yuan tomorrow. If you take it out today, you will lose half of your wealth tomorrow. What's more, the money Lin Jianhe took out was in the hundreds of millions.

Seeing that neither the Lin family father nor daughter wanted to leave, Zhou Jishen became even more anxious.

“Father-in-law, just listen to what President Ye says. He has a lot of experience. If he says we should withdraw, then we must withdraw. It won’t be good if we’re too late.”

Lin Qingyun suddenly asked Zhou Jishen, "Has Ye Feiyu contacted you? Has he reminded you?"

Zhou Jishen shook his head. After a long while, he pondered and said, "Ye Feiyu... must hate me a lot, after all, I wasn't very good to Jiang Tian... He reminded his father-in-law but not me, just to make me fail."

"So what he said must be true, Father-in-law, you should listen to him."

Lin Jianhe felt extremely uncomfortable.

He knew that Ye Feiyu might genuinely care about him, but since he hadn't given him a specific date and only told him to leave as soon as possible, he was a little unsure.

His assets have doubled dramatically in the past few days; the money he worked hard for over decades has become what he would have earned in one or two hundred years.

Only then did he realize why Ye Feiyu was so popular.

With their own money growing bigger and bigger in this project, who would be willing to withdraw it?

How many chances does a person have to get rich in their lifetime?

If you miss this chance, will there be another one?

But Ye Feiyu told him to stop being greedy—

Lin Qingyun bit her lip and said, "How about we wait a couple more days? The market has been so good these past few days that no one else has left. If we leave now, they'll be reaping the benefits. Would it be fair to us if we only got a little soup?"

His daughter once again touched Lin Jianhe's heart.

“Father-in-law, you can’t think like that. It’s good that we can get the money. Nobody knows how long this trend will last.”

"It won't end for at least the next day or two!"

Lin Qingyun truly hated Zhou Jishen's indecisiveness.

He was the sole heir of the Zhou family, and he could manage the family's money as he pleased. No one competed with him for the inheritance, but she was different.

Lin Qingyun felt extremely anxious whenever she thought of Jiang Tian.

She desperately needs success to compensate for her feelings of failure.

The money Lin Jianhe had would eventually belong to her and her brother, so of course she had to plan for it.

"Alright, stop arguing!"

Lin Jianhe was already in a bad mood, and seeing the two younger people arguing made him even angrier.

After finishing his cigarette, he finally made a decision: "I'll wait one more day and leave tomorrow."

In just one day, his assets could have increased significantly, so he wasn't greedy.

Lin Qingyun wanted to persuade her father to wait a little longer, but in the end she said nothing.

After the two left, Lin Qingyun gave Zhou Jishen an order: "You can't withdraw my money without my permission. I'll send you a message whenever I want to withdraw."

The money she asked Zhou Jishen for was in his account, and Zhou Jishen could do whatever he wanted with it.

Lin Qingyun was afraid that this person would hold her back, so she immediately issued a warning to him.

Zhou Jishen no longer recognized Lin Qingyun.

They had known each other for so many years; he had seen Lin Qingyun's dazzling side, as well as her proud and unrestrained moments.

But this was the first time he had ever seen her so eager for quick success and had such a bad temper.

"Light and melodious—"

"Shut up! Stop being so indecisive!"

Lin Qingyun didn't want to talk to Zhou Jishen anymore. This guy was too pretentious, and he kept getting on her nerves.

No one should be treated arbitrarily.

As Zhou Jishen watched Lin Qingyun walk away, the emotions in his chest shifted little by little.