After arriving at Lulutong Asset Investment Company in Hong Kong, Li Baolong held a meeting with Wu Fangfang, Wu Lili, and Wang Yan.
Wu Fangfang reported first: "The company has already recruited more than 30 people, including 20 stock and futures traders, and the rest of the girls are investment and financial advisors. There's something else. These past two days, Sister Lanhua learned that you made a profit of 6 billion Hong Kong dollars in crude oil futures on your own. She was so shocked that she couldn't speak properly. Liu Gan and Sister Lanhua have been calling the company frantically to find you."
Li Baolong replied nonchalantly, "I know, I deliberately didn't answer. I'll talk about it when I get to Hong Kong. I even had Zheng Zhi help me keep it a secret for ten days. Oh, by the way, I have something to tell you." He and Wu Fangfang went to the living room of the sixth-floor apartment.
Li Baolong lay back on the sofa, gesturing for Wu Fangfang to speak. Wu Fangfang then said, "The day before yesterday, I overheard Zheng Zhi on the phone, saying that the Asian financial crisis was about to erupt, and that someone was planning to short the stock markets and futures of Southeast Asian countries. They wanted to recruit Zheng Zhi as an intelligence broker, offering him no less than HK$100 million to provide valuable information. I overheard it by chance."
Upon hearing this, Li Baolong's mind immediately raced. He thought to himself: If this news is true, it means enormous profits. He couldn't help but fall into deep thought, pondering how to make a decision in this complex situation, when and where to act, who is in control, and how to extract the greatest benefit from it?
Li Baolong was lying on the sofa, racking his brains over the Asian financial crisis, when his phone suddenly rang in Hong Kong. He answered and heard it was Sister Lan Hua calling. On the other end of the line, Sister Lan Hua's voice was so gentle it could melt your heart: "Baolong, where have you been these past few days? You haven't been in Hong Kong, and I've been so worried about you."
Li Baolong chuckled inwardly, thinking this woman was definitely trying to squeeze some money out of him. Sure enough, Sister Lanhua continued, "Little brother, I heard you made a fortune recently. Why didn't you share it with your sister?" Li Baolong calmly explained, "Sister Lanhua, that crude oil futures deal was invested by one of my clients. The risk was enormous, twenty times leverage! Most people wouldn't dare play like that. I had no choice but to risk my life for him. You know I only have a few hundred million Hong Kong dollars, and it was all invested by clients. They took the lion's share, and I only got a few hundred million."
Sister Lan Hua listened with skepticism. She and Liu Gan hadn't dared to invest like that before; they didn't have the guts to push themselves to the brink, to gamble like that. Only someone as recklessly bold as Li Baolong would dare to do something like that.
Li Baolong recently told Sister Lanhua, "There are plenty of opportunities to make money, it just depends on whether you dare to join us." Sister Lanhua was skeptical, after all, this was no small amount, a billion yuan, and it would require Liu Gan and Lao Feng's approval. She couldn't make the decision on her own, unlike Li Baolong, who could do whatever he wanted with his own money.
Li Baolong continued, "There's a money-making opportunity in Hong Kong soon, with a return of at least 50% in three months. You can discuss it with the investors." Sister Lanhua's eyes lit up at this, and she hurriedly said, "We definitely have to invest this time! Count us in!" They chatted for a few more minutes before hanging up. Sister Lanhua was both excited and apprehensive. This was such a big deal; she was waiting for Liu Gan and Lao Feng's attitude, wondering what they would think.
Li Baolong had just finished dinner with three beautiful women and was chatting and laughing with them over tea when his phone rang. It was Xu Jianhua from Baolong Real Estate calling. Upon answering, Xu Jianhua excitedly said, "Mr. Li, I have great news! The Navy has received your donation. Commander Liu of the Navy specifically asked me to convey his heartfelt gratitude to you, saying that they will wholeheartedly dedicate themselves to the development of national defense and the Navy. Since you requested an anonymous donation, we won't publicize or commend you in the media, but we have awarded you a medal of honor and a certificate." Li Baolong's face immediately lit up with joy. He was especially pleased with the medal of honor; why? Because his father had received one for his participation in the Korean War.
Just a few days ago, Xu Jianhua's uncle, Captain Xu, reported in detail to his old commander about Li Baolong's donation of the warship. Upon hearing this, the old commander's face was filled with relief and joy. He exclaimed, "This is the first time someone has donated a warship!" When he learned that the donation was anonymous and that the donor did not wish to be identified or receive any public recognition, the old commander asked, "Do you know who this donor is?" Captain Xu then recounted the basic information he knew about Li Baolong: "I only know that he grew up in the Western Desert, his ancestral home is Sichuan, and his parents died in the line of duty and became martyrs. As for his occupation, we have limited authority; the files are highly confidential, and we cannot find specific information." The old commander nodded and said, "Give me his basic information, and I will help you inquire." The next day, the old commander called: "The donation can be accepted. This young man comes from a respectable family and is of good character. He lost his parents' love at a young age, yet he has managed to make a living in the Hong Kong market and still remembers to donate a warship to the country. This is a righteous act, and the country will remember this kindness. He should be awarded a patriotic medal."
As night fell, Li Baolong finally had some peace and quiet. Wu Lili and Wang Yan, wary of each other spending the night in his room, agreed not to go there. Thus, neither of them disturbed his rest. Li Baolong went to the large balcony and began meditating under the bright moonlight. As soon as he opened his mind, he felt his heart instantly brighten, a surge of power welling up within him. Immediately afterward, his perception and observation abilities skyrocketed; he could now sense small animals a hundred meters away, and his mental control range reached seventy or eighty meters. Li Baolong knew that he had broken through the sixth level of cultivation and entered the seventh realm. He opened the space in his left arm and saw that it had doubled in size, now about eighteen cubic meters, enough to hold quite a lot. After meditating for two hours, Li Baolong stopped, sat on a chair on the balcony, and drank tea in large gulps. He couldn't help but wonder if his recent improvement in cultivation was related to the 100 million yuan he donated to the navy. The country awarded him a medal of honor and also enhanced his cultivation techniques. He secretly resolved to continue donating money in the future and contribute more to the development of China.
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