Chapter 339 New Problems

Wang Xianxian is indeed beautiful now, and her voice is also very pleasant.

Although the question was abrupt, Xing Baohua replied with a smile, "Sorry, I'm not trading stocks lately. You may have heard that I sold all my stocks to Mitsui Bank."

Many people were disappointed when Xing Baohua apologized. Clearly, he didn't want to say anything.

"I've heard of it! Mr. Xing didn't leave behind a single stock, did he?" Wang Xianxian continued to press, clearly not quite believing what Xing Baohua said.

I believe Xing Baohua still has a backup plan in the Hong Kong stock market.

This guy is a figure who stirs up the Hong Kong stock market; a single word from him can cause fluctuations. Who would believe that someone like that doesn't own any stocks?

She looked at Xing Baohua with a dreamy gaze and moved a little closer. At such close range, Xing Baohua could see her fair neck and face.

The faint scent of perfume on her body seemed to mask the femininity emanating from her estrogen levels.

They were all such drama queens, giving off that dreamy, enigmatic look like Xiaoqian, sometimes with affectionate eyes, sometimes with a pitiful expression that made you want to hold them in your arms and cherish them.

Fang Yi, who came along, remained as obedient as a baby, not saying a word, just watching and listening.

Seeing the gazes of Xing Baohua and Wang Xianxian, he couldn't stand it any longer and nudged Xing Baohua with his back.

Xing Baohua turned to look at Fang Yi, then said to Wang Xianxian, "It's best to sell all your stocks recently!"

"But the stock is performing really well right now! I also bought two of your stocks!"

Her voice is still so pleasant to hear, so gentle.

Perhaps it was a strange impulse, but Xing Baohua patted the other person's delicate little hand and said, "Be good, sell them all."

"Okay." Wang Xianxian didn't mind, and didn't pull her hand away. She still looked at Xing Baohua with those dreamy eyes and nodded slightly in response.

Many people inside were whispering and discussing the stock market.

Someone asked Master Wu what he thought of what Xing Baohua said.

This Wu Daxia is considered one of the best supporting actors in Hong Kong films and television dramas, spending his life wandering in glamorous and decadent places.

Most of his wealth was squandered on carefree living. He'd spend any money he had on lottery tickets or gambling.

"How can you judge? If the big boss says to throw it, then he throws it. Didn't you see how fast everyone else ran?" Wu Daxia said to the person who asked him, holding up his wine glass.

"The upward trend is still very good, so I want to wait before selling. It would be a pity to sell now."

"Whatever you want." With that, Master Wu picked up his wine glass, ignored the man, and walked over to Xing Baohua.

He smiled and said to Xing Baohua, "Mr. Xing, I heard you have a private group of people. Could you take me along? I haven't saved much money these past few years, and I'd like to earn more by following you."

"Sorry! You're late for the private widow project. Wait for another opportunity! Prepare a few hundred million. Hehe, if you have money on hand now, it's better to invest in the real estate market at the end of the year." Xing Baohua looked at the expectant eyes of everyone and decided to say a few more words.

Master Wu nodded, smiled and said thank you, then stood aside as if deep in thought.

When the topic of private gambling came up again, Xing Baohua politely declined their offer to participate, explaining that playing these games required a large amount of capital.

They may not have the ability, and even if they did, they might not have the guts.

Fortunately, Xing Baohua said he was investing in real estate, but why at the end of the year?

Wang Xianxian also said to Xing Baohua, "The housing market is very expensive now. I've got my eye on a 1,500-square-foot apartment, which costs 1.2 million."

"Wow! The houses there are so expensive! I hope I didn't get ripped off!" As soon as Xing Baohua heard the size and price of the house, he knew he had overpaid.

"The location is in Happy Valley!"

"Okay! If I like it, I'll buy it. It's not like I can't afford it."

“Where would we get that much money? That would take so many installments. I’m hoping to make some money in the stock market and buy a house.” Wang Xianxian winked at Xing Baohua as she finished speaking.

Fang Yi watched as Xing Baohua didn't remove his hand, still holding it tightly, and felt a pang of indescribable bitterness in her heart.

Xing Baohua found it amusing. Why do people always seem to want to invest in the stock market when they're looking to make money? Is this some kind of gambler's mentality, where they genuinely believe that money in the stock market is easy to earn?

In response to Wang Xianxian's words, Xing Baohua smiled slightly and shook her head.

He repeated what he had just said: "Listen to me, clear your account. You don't need to do anything for now, we'll talk about it at the end of the year."

If you still don't understand after all this, then let's just say this person is still very greedy. They'll die in financial investments, and no one else needs to pity them.

Xing Baohua glanced at the time, realizing it was getting late, and said goodbye to everyone before leaving.

Wang Xianxian wanted to walk with Xing Baohua, but Fang Yi had already taken their spot. It wouldn't do for the two girls to walk out with one on each side of Xing Baohua's arm.

If Xing Baohua were to take that girl home or to a hotel, creating a situation of one man and two women, Wang Xianxian knew she couldn't bring herself to do it.

Wang Xianxian was confident that there would be plenty of opportunities, so there was no need to rush.

Xing Baohua first took Fang Yi home. On the way home, Fang Yi asked Xing Baohua if he liked the young lady he had just met.

"No way! Everyone loves beautiful women, but that doesn't necessarily mean they like you." Such a scoundrel's words, coming from his mouth, certainly fit the image of a playboy.

Fang Yi didn't ask anything more. She turned her head to look out the window. Actually, the scenery was dim and she couldn't see much. She was just thinking about something.

After sending Fang Yi home, Xing Baohua went back to his luxury villa.

The next day, Xing Baohua arrived at Huahong in high spirits, after all, Young Master Zheng had made an appointment.

Around nine o'clock, Young Master Zheng arrived.

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