Back at the hotel, Lin An was still savoring the scene from earlier. To be honest, it was quite amusing to mess with Lin Haoran.
As for the apology, whether it's sincere or not, it just sounds comforting.
Lin An stayed in a hotel and didn't need to go to school, so his family couldn't find him, and he enjoyed some peace and quiet.
He timed it perfectly; it was almost time to sell off his cryptocurrency.
That morning, after finishing breakfast, Lin An took a taxi to the company.
As soon as Lin An entered the office, he saw the five employees dressed in black suits and white shirts, wearing their name tags, and sitting at their desks scrolling through their phones.
"Why are you all dressed like this?" Lin An asked suspiciously.
Seeing the boss arrive, everyone quickly put down their phones, and one person answered:
"Vice President Xu said that this is the only way to demonstrate our company's professionalism."
Lin An revealed a pained expression, inwardly complaining, "What kind of nonsense is this? Are they just bored out of their minds? Is this a professional real estate agent or a professional insurance salesperson? Don't they know what professionalism means? Employees have to wear plaid shirts, and leaders have to wear jeans and suits."
Lin An sighed and asked:
"Has Mr. Xu arrived?"
"They've arrived; they're in the vice president's office."
Lin An knocked on the door of the vice president's office, then pushed it open and entered. He saw Xu Mo leaning back in his chair looking at his phone, his legs propped up on the table, his face glowing and full of vigor.
"Lin An, you're here." Xu Mo's voice was full of energy, and he was in high spirits because of the happy occasion.
Before Lin An could speak, he hurriedly said:
"Guess how much Bitcoin has gone up? Thirteen times, a full thirteen times! We've made four hundred million!"
Seeing his excited expression, Lin An smiled and said, "Yes, I know. Let's all make our moves now."
"Huh? Shouldn't we wait a bit longer? I feel like it can still go up," Xu Mo said seriously.
"Know when to quit while you're ahead and make your move quickly," Lin An said firmly.
"Okay." Xu Mo was somewhat disappointed.
Xu Mo's mindset has shifted from initial trepidation and walking on thin ice to radiating confidence these past few days. He feels he's cut out for business; indeed, confidence comes from money. It's a pity Lin An doesn't listen to him, otherwise he estimates his confidence could have increased twentyfold.
It can indeed increase twentyfold, but it will go through a long period of fluctuation. Lin An just wants to get the money quickly to do something more meaningful and doesn't want to get stuck in cryptocurrency.
Lin An continued, "Let's all think carefully about what the company should do next. We can try out new areas."
Xu Mo leaned close to Lin An's face, his eyes shining, and excitedly offered his suggestion:
"How about stock trading? I've been reading a lot of books lately and I'm quite impressed. I feel like I have the potential to become a stock market guru."
"Absolutely impossible," Lin An said decisively. Xu Mo had really gotten too cocky.
In his past life, Xu Mo served Lin Xia tea and water for a year to curry favor with her. As her live-in son-in-law, he managed to get 100,000 yuan from her to invest in stocks. However, he not only failed to make a single penny, but also lost more than half of his principal in the stock market. Lin Xia was so angry that she punished him by making him kneel on a keyboard for a month. He had to thank the progress of the times that the Lin family no longer had washboards, otherwise his knees would have been ruined.
Xu Mo felt like he'd been doused with cold water and immediately deflated: "Then what do you want to do?"
"I haven't decided yet, no rush, I'll plan it carefully." Lin An's mind flashed through multiple fields such as the sharing economy, 5G mobile phones, electric vehicles, new energy, live streaming e-commerce, etc., but he hadn't decided which one to focus on yet.
Xu Mo nodded, then changed the subject: "Hey Lin An, are you quite close to the Zhou family? Could you do me a favor?"
"What kind of help? Tell me."
"I want an invitation to the Qingfeng Pavilion Antique Auction. This auction is run by the Zhou family. I've tried getting an invitation from a scalper, but it's completely unworkable."
Lin An smiled. It turned out to be an auction organized by the Zhou family: "Okay, no problem."
Given his relationship with Zhou Shengren, this kind of trivial matter would be no problem; a simple word would have been enough to resolve it. However, the Xu Mo he remembered had no interest in antiques, so why was he going to an auction?
"Are you going to buy antiques at an auction?" Lin An couldn't help but ask, almost as if he was asking him directly if he had made money and felt restless if he didn't spend it.
Xu Mo scratched his head sheepishly:
"Don't laugh at me, but I saw Lin Xia post a picture of Qingfeng Pavilion's invitation on her WeChat Moments, so I wanted to go and see what was going on."
Lin An was taken aback: "The Lin family didn't go bankrupt?"
"Yes, I'm curious too."
Lin An arranged for Xu Mo to personally handle the exposure of the Lin family company. Xu Mo had been keeping a close eye on the progress, waiting for the Lin family to go bankrupt, but why has nothing come of it?
Lin An didn't say anything, but sent a message to Zhou Ya: "Miss Zhou, could you please help me get an invitation to the Qingfeng Pavilion auction?"
“No problem, give me the address, and I’ll have someone deliver it right away,” Zhou Ya replied instantly.
Lin An sent the company address over.
Zhou Ya looked at Lin An's chat box, unable to hide her smile. She had been looking for an opportunity to meet Lin An recently, but couldn't think of a suitable reason. She never expected that Lin An would be so interested in antiques.
She quickly called Secretary Zhao over: "Lin An is going to attend the Qingfeng Pavilion auction. Have someone send an invitation to this address."
"Is one enough? What if he wants to bring a friend along?" Secretary Zhao suggested.
After all, people often attend high-end events like auctions in groups to show off their wealth to their friends and then post on social media to brag about it.
Moreover, the invitations for this auction were distributed according to the status of each family. Top-tier families in Shanghai received two invitations, while ordinary families received one. Zhou Shengren was not the richest man in Shanghai, but he was undoubtedly the best in the city when it came to antique collecting. The auctions he organized were of extremely high quality, and countless people were eager to attend and experience them.
"That makes sense, then we'll send two more."
Soon, an intern from the Zhou Group delivered three invitation letters to Lin An.
Xu Mo gave a thumbs up and couldn't help but exclaim, "Three invitations in one go, amazing! Nobody in Haishi has received more invitations than you."
The three invitations were enough to show Zhou Ya's sincerity. Lin An hesitated whether he should go and take a look. He originally only wanted Xu Mo to go and find out the situation. He didn't want to see Lin Xia.
Xu Mo noticed his hesitation and advised, "Lin An, come with me. I don't know anything and I'll get scammed again. I'll feel safe with you here."
"Okay, I'll go too."
Lin An planned to go and see what treasures were on display at the highest-level auction in Shanghai, and also to help Xu Mo keep an eye on his money.
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