Zhu Yuehua, in her thirties, is not considered beautiful, but with short hair and simple makeup, she looks refined and very capable.
She is not yet the richest woman in Hong Kong, nor does she possess the aura of a powerful woman that she will have many years later.
This was Chen Dong's first impression of her.
Li Xiaoman introduced them to the two with a smile.
"Yuehua, this is the Chen Dong I was talking about. You can just call him Mr. Chen."
"Mr. Chen, this is the friend I mentioned before, Zhu Yuehua."
Zhu Yuehua smiled shyly, stepped forward and shook hands with Chen Dong. Her movements seemed a little awkward, but she was very proactive.
Upon seeing Chen Dong, Zhu Yuehua carefully examined his face.
Her knowledge of Chen Dong was limited to what Li Xiaoman said.
Seeing Chen Dong in person now is far more shocking than the image I had in my mind.
Zhu Yuehua was already prepared. Chen Dong was young, handsome, and his business acumen was no less than that of the older generation.
What's even more remarkable is that Chen Dong has unique insights into the field of financial investment, and it is these insights that give Chen Dong his mystique.
But when Zhu Yuehua actually met Chen Dong, she was still taken aback.
This is hardly youthful.
This is basically a precocious monster.
The reason for this thought is that Chen Dong looks only twenty years old, but his face shows no signs of his age.
It gives people a mature, down-to-earth, and steady feeling.
What surprised Zhu Yuehua even more was that Chen Dong had the air of someone in a superior position.
This kind of temperament, or rather, aura, is something she has only seen in truly powerful figures; even her father doesn't possess it.
"Mr. Chen, hello, I am Zhu Yuehua, Li Xiaoman's friend."
When facing Chen Dong, Zhu Yuehua felt her mind go blank, as if she were meeting an elder, and she even spoke incoherently.
Chen Dong reached out and shook her hand. At the same time that Zhu Yuehua was looking him up and down, he was also looking at Zhu Yuehua.
Is this Hong Kong's future richest woman?
If one didn't know Zhu Yuehua's life trajectory, upon seeing her at this moment, one would most likely think she was a naive young girl.
Chen Dong smiled and said, "I am Chen Dong, it's a pleasure to meet you."
Li Xiaoman walked over, took Chen Dong's arm, pulled him to the sofa, and turned to Zhu Yuehua to ask, "What would you two like to drink? Tea or red wine?"
With the old fox Li Ka-shing no longer present, and facing her good friend Chen Dong, Li Xiaoman appeared quite relaxed.
"Let's have some red wine!" Chen Dong replied.
Li Xiaoman glanced at Chen Dong with some surprise. Chen Dong shrugged and said, "Drinking too much tea will keep you awake."
"puff!"
Upon hearing this answer, Li Xiaoman rolled her eyes at him. Not everyone had the right to drink the Kung Fu tea she personally brewed.
And the man in front of her actually seemed a little disgusted.
"And you? What would you like to drink?"
While Li Xiaoman was asking Zhu Yuehua a question, her hands were moving quickly. She skillfully picked up the wine opener and opened a bottle of Romanée-Conti worth hundreds of thousands of yuan.
Throughout the entire process, she didn't even flinch, as if she were opening a cheap, low-quality bottle of wine instead of a bottle worth hundreds of thousands of dollars.
"Then let's have red wine!"
Zhu Yuehua smiled and brought Li Xiaoman three wine glasses and a decanter.
"Splash!"
The somewhat flamboyant red liquid instantly flowed into the decanter.
Li Xiaoman picked up the decanter, shook it, and said with a smile, "Good wine needs to be allowed to fully contact with the air in order to taste its sweetness."
“Mr. Chen, my good friend just came back from America and plans to settle down in Hong Kong. She talked to me about some entrepreneurial ideas, which I thought were pretty good, but I still suggest that she listen to the advice of professionals.”
"Sister Xiaoman thinks too highly of me. I just stumbled upon this by accident."
Chen Dong pursed his lips and said modestly.
Li Xiaoman had already said something similar to him on the phone, and now she was saying it again in front of Zhu Yuehua, which was actually meant for Zhu Yuehua to hear.
It serves as a starting point to elicit further discussion.
The three of them can't just sit here and wait like this, can they?
The words had barely left his mouth.
Zhu Yuehua turned around to face Chen Dong and said with a smile, "Mr. Chen, I heard from Xiaoman that you have made great achievements in finance. To be honest, I want to start a stock company, but I only know a little about it. I only know that stock companies can make money, but I don't know the specifics."
This sentence itself is grammatically incorrect.
What does it mean to see a stock company making money, know nothing about it, and then think about starting a stock company?
If you think printing money is profitable, does that mean you can open a money printing factory?
Chen Dong did not laugh at her.
Zhu Yuehua is the kind of woman who was born with a silver spoon in her mouth and will never have to worry about food or clothing for the rest of her life. If she wants to start a stock company, that's perfectly fine, because her family has plenty of money to let her try things out. Even if she loses money, it won't be a huge loss.
The reason why rich people are rich lies in their social circles.
Zhu Yuehua's uncles, brothers, sisters, and other second-generation relatives of the same age are all in the same situation.
She only came into contact with and saw circles of wealthy people.
Want to make money? It's really just a matter of saying a few words.
Chen Dong looked at Zhu Yuehua, swirling the tall wine glass that Li Xiaoman had just handed him. The red liquid spun around and around with the movement of his wrist.
After a full ten seconds, Chen Dong asked, "Want to start a stock company? What kind of research have you done?"
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