The brother and sister stared at each other for a moment, and an awkward silence filled the air.
Ning Yuan suddenly raised an eyebrow: "And, oh, you're just saying all this here... are you actually bored and want to see this ignorant northern girl make a fool of herself?"
Given this playboy's twisted sense of humor... it's not impossible!
Ning Bingchao guiltily rubbed his temples and said, "Don't talk nonsense. I didn't mean to laugh at you!"
...
Ning Yuan narrowed her beautiful eyes, a sly glint flashing in their depths, and suddenly reached out to pat his shoulder—
"Third Brother, what do you think would happen if I told Big Brother right now what good thing you did?"
This shameless guy, does he enjoy making a fool of himself with this northern girl?
Upon hearing this, Ning Bingchao's carefree smile instantly froze on his face: "No way! If that old poisoner who likes to use people to fill the sea knew I told you this, he'd definitely flush me down the toilet!"
Ning Yuan's eyes lit up slightly: "Oh wow, Brother Pink Sausage also has a nickname: Old Poison?"
Ning Bingchao immediately covered her mouth, saying anxiously, "My dear little sister, please don't get me into trouble! Your big brother doesn't have any nicknames! He's the kindest person I could ever be!"
Ning Yuan slapped his hand away, deliberately drawing out her words: "I don't have to tell you, but..."
Upon hearing that there was hope, Ning Bingchao immediately fawned, "What conditions? Just name them! As long as it's within my power, I'll go through fire and water for you!"
"No need to exaggerate, I just wanted to..." Ning Yuan paused, her eyes darting around—
"If, and I mean if, you ever have any Harbour City, no, I mean Eight Wharf Holdings, project shares to sell in the future, you have to sell them to me first!"
Harbour City doesn't exist yet; we should talk about the FAW Group's Tsim Sha Tsui project!
"What are you here for?" Ning Bingchao looked puzzled. "Shares aren't cheap, and you don't have much money!"
He suddenly remembered something: "You mainlanders earn more than 100 RMB a month! The little money you make from your small business isn't even enough to buy one square meter of a Hong Kong government apartment."
Ning Yuan calmly said, "Just because I don't have much money now doesn't mean I won't have money in the future. Anyway, we've agreed that if you ever have shares in this project to sell, you should tell me first!"
Things will work themselves out; she even has shares in the Wharf Holdings Tsim Sha Tsui project, and she always manages to find ways to "raise funds" for some...
"Oh, is our little sister about to do something big?" Ning Bingchao stroked his chin, his peach blossom eyes, just like Ning Bingyu's, looking Ning Yuan up and down.
"Don't you also want to achieve something so that your uncle and grandfather will look at you with new respect and acknowledge that you are a true member of the Ning family?"
Ning Yuan smiled noncommittally, neither confirming nor denying.
Ning Bingchao analyzed to himself: "That's true. You're just a little girl from the mainland, and suddenly you've become the seventh young lady of the Ning family. If you can really achieve something in the business world, those old poisoners won't have anything to say."
"Moreover, you'll make a name for yourself in Hong Kong's high society; no one can underestimate you, you little northern girl!"
“...If you insist on thinking that way, that’s fine too.” Ning Yuan tugged at the corner of her mouth.
Alright, the Third Young Master loves to overthink things, which saves her the trouble of explaining.
She had absolutely no interest in making a splash in high society! She had no interest in competing with those young ladies and wives for attention.
In this golden age, making money by exploiting information asymmetry is of course the most important thing!
"Little sister, your third brother must remind you of something." Ning Bingchao put away his playful expression.
He said seriously, "Business in Hong Kong is tough right now. The stock market looks prosperous, but it's actually starting to decline. If you really want to play the game, you'd better be careful."
He patted her small shoulder: "I know you still have small businesses in the mainland. Don't lose everything you have. We second and third generation of wealthy families are most afraid of starting businesses casually. If you don't have the ability, you'll just squander your family's wealth."
"Thank you for the reminder, Third Brother. I will be careful." Ning Yuan nodded. "But the greater the risk, the greater the reward, isn't it?"
She knew the stock market was going to fall, and that the drop would be a good opportunity to buy more properties at rock-bottom prices.
However, although Ning Bingchao was a reckless and unruly man, he still had the arrogance of a Hong Kong government official and looked down on her, a young woman from the mainland.
But the fact that he could advise her not to spend money recklessly shows that he genuinely considered her family.
"It's good that you know what's going on." Seeing that Ning Yuan didn't seem to be joking, Ning Bingchao didn't say anything more.
He stretched and said, "Alright, I'm done arguing with you. I need to find Old Poison... to talk to Big Brother. You go upstairs and get some rest!"
Ning Yuan smiled and nodded, then turned and went upstairs, continuing to act like a good girl: "Okay!"
...
Ning Bingchao looked in the direction where his sister had disappeared, and pursed his lips. This little girl looks harmless, but she's actually very clever.
He shook his head, turned and went into Ning Bingyu's study.
Ning Bingyu was sitting in his large executive chair reading documents. When he saw him come in, he didn't even look up and asked casually, "Why are you back? Didn't you say you were going to the Emperor Nightclub for happy hour?"
Ning Bingchao touched his nose guiltily and said with a grin, "Hey, those drinking buddies, what business is there to be as important as this? I just came to see how your goal is going, big brother!"
Ning Bingyu's tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable confidence: "There's nothing I can't accomplish if I set my mind to it."
"So, little sister... I mean, Ning Yuan... agreed to sign the contract?" Ning Bingchao asked tentatively, lowering his voice.
Ning Bingyu leaned back and chuckled lightly, "Once she's acquired the shares, she'll naturally sign a contract."
He finally spared Ning Bingchao a glance: "My uncle just called me and has already given his approval. After my younger sister and Bing'an made a successful appearance at the banquet, he supported me in leading the Tsim Sha Tsui project at the board meeting."
"I knew it! With you in charge, everything would go smoothly!" Ning Bingchao immediately flattered.
Then, as if suddenly remembering something, his tone became puzzled: "But, brother, why are you still making Ning Yuan consider it? You should have made her sign it today, lest something unexpected happens!"
Ning Bingyu picked up his coffee, took a sip, and said slowly, "If you push her too hard, she'll start to suspect something's fishy."
"Besides," he paused, a playful smile curving his lips, "our little sister has quite good taste."
"I thought it would take some persuasion to convince her, since this piece of char siu hates being manipulated."
"Moreover, Char Siu Girl and Rong Zhaonan have a good relationship. I thought Char Siu Girl would refuse my suggestion for the sake of a man... Who knew that Char Siu Girl would agree immediately without any hesitation."
Ning Bingyu chuckled lightly: "After all, many women are emotional creatures. Once they fall in love, they don't care about anything else, let alone gains or losses."
Ning Bingchao couldn't help but think to himself: "She understands right away! This char siu girl is shrewd!"
You might be in for a major hemorrhage!
However, he dared not say this aloud, lest he expose that he had done something foolish.
He cleared his throat and changed the subject, saying, "By the way, big brother... who suggested that Ning Bing'an be my little sister's dance partner?"
"Wasn't I supposed to be the little sister's dance partner?"
Ning Bingyu said calmly, "It was my suggestion."
"Huh?" Ning Bingchao was taken aback. "Why?"
Ning Bingyu glanced at him and said, "So that Uncle will think that Bing'an has a chance to marry Ning Yuan."
“Isn’t Uncle always worried about Ning Bing’an’s marriage? Now that he has Ning Yuan as his target, he’s overjoyed.”
Ning Bingchao was speechless for a moment.
Very well, he's figured it out now. His older brother and this newly adopted younger sister are the perfect partners for sabotaging each other!
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