Chapter 340: Gangdao Cash King

September 27, Li Xin received a call from Lu Binsun, telling him they could open champagne to celebrate.

All the funds have arrived in the account at Far East Bank, and the winding-up work is already completed.

Li Xin opened the study computer, glanced at the account balance, and a smile gradually appeared on his face.

The return was very generous, not counting the principal, a full six billion dollars, tripled.

To repay debts, Li Xin immediately called Far East Bank, asking them to transfer funds to the Huo Clan Group and Aodao.

The transfer had just been completed when He Xin's call came through.

"A Xin, if you're short on cash, just use it for now."

"No need, I have money!"

"The property market in Gangdao is bad now; you can take the opportunity to stock up more, after all Gangdao is a world‑class financial center, and even if it gets worse later, you won't lose money."

"I have money!"

He Xin was utterly broken by Li Xin's two "I have money" remarks.

Having lost his usual composure, he angrily cursed: "You little bastard, do you really want to cut ties with the He Family just like that?"

Li Xin clamped the phone between his shoulder and ear, and operated the computer with both hands.

He replied, saying: "Uncle He, borrowing and repaying is fine; borrowing again is not difficult."

"It's not that I want to cut ties with you; I really have money. Otherwise I wouldn't swell my face to pretend to be fat—I never do that."

"If you have something you need help with, I will definitely not stand by, but I don't want to get entangled with you over money."

"From this point alone it can be proven that my feelings for A Qiong are genuine, not for your He Family's property."

"In the future, if you call just to chat, I welcome it; there's no need to say anything else, nor any need to test me."

"Money—I may not have as much as you, but it's certainly not little. To speak immodestly, I can call myself a billion‑dollar billionaire without issue; those billionaires might not actually have more cash flow than I do."

He Xin, bitterly smiling, explained: "A Xin, I truly had no intention of testing you; I just wanted to strengthen our ties and give the He Family an extra layer of protection."

"Since you say you've become a billion‑dollar billionaire, this only further proves your vision—this time you've won the bet again!"

"That's right, my vision really is good—I've taken a bite of the fat!"

Li Xin boasted shamelessly, with not a hint of humility.

Never mind thinking—is this gambling?

At that moment, the big brother phone on the table rang, and Li Xin said to He Xin: "Uncle He, come to Gangdao on October 1 for the opening of my club; we can meet and chat then, no need to say more now."

Li Xin hung up, picked up the big brother phone, and heard Qiu Deteng's voice.

"A Xin, are you sure you want to exchange all that money for Hong Kong dollars?"

"Yeah! That's right, I know the Hong Kong dollar is depreciating; what rate can you give me?"

"A Xin, since you're also a bank shareholder, I won't hide it—I won't follow the stock market; I can give you a maximum exchange rate of 1 to 10.5, how does that sound?"

"No problem, that's fine."

"A Xin, let me advise you: given the uncertain situation, it's better to hold onto the money; who knows what will happen later?"

Li Xin knew Qiu Deteng meant well; right now the hardest currency in the world is the US dollar, and holding Hong Kong dollars indeed carries great risk.

However, Li Xin had no such worry; even if the Hong Kong dollar decoupled from the US dollar, he wouldn't lose—as long as he turned cash into real estate, and many people are now selling properties.

It's the perfect chance to eat more—miss this village and there's no such shop!

"Uncle Qiu, thanks for the reminder; I've got it in mind—I feel the Hong Kong dollar will rebound, and whether you believe it is up to you."

Qiu Deteng hung up the phone and summoned many financial elites.

He opened by asking: "I've heard that the Hong Kong dollar will rebound; what do you think?"

The financial elite returning from Wall Street, Qiu Yiquan, immediately retorted: "Director Qiu, that's nonsense; the China‑U. S. talks have broken down, people in Gangdao are panicked, and in the short term John Bull won't push up the Hong Kong dollar—it will only use this chance to negotiate with China."

"If China doesn't want to take back a wasteland, it will seriously consider John Bull's opinion; the Hong Kong dollar will continue to depreciate in the tug‑of‑war between the two sides, with no hope of a rebound."

"In today's world, the only currencies capable of lifting the Hong Kong dollar are the US dollar and the bull currency; will John Bull cause the Hong Kong dollar to decouple from the bull currency, or will it still allow the Hong Kong dollar to stay pegged to the US dollar?"

"As everyone knows, since the 1940s the Hong Kong dollar has maintained a close peg to the bull currency for decades; although many problems have arisen and volatility is high, that's not a reason for John Bull to let go."

"With China's current strength, could it make John Bull let go? I don't believe it!"

Qiu Deteng was very pleased with his son's insight; after analyzing it thoroughly inside and out, his arguments were sound and well‑founded—very impressive!

As for the information A Xin gave him, just pretend he didn't hear it.

……

Even though Li Xin wasn't overly obsessed with money, looking at the account, sixty‑three billion Hong Kong dollars lay there coldly.

Today he finally experienced the joy of being the Gangdao cash king!

How empty!

Besides having money, he damn well had money; to him, money was just a string of cold numbers, yet warm to the heart……

He is no longer interested in money!

Before he could finish showing off, Huojingliang's call came through.

He opened with: "A Xin, how much did you eat this time?"

"More than sixty small goals."

"What nonsense— I'm asking how much you put in your pocket, and you're spouting all this gibberish?"

Li Xin silently cursed: "This country bumpkin has no sense of humor at all!"

Li Xin explained: "I used to have a small goal—earn a hundred million and then stop; I've already achieved that small goal, so now a hundred million is just a small goal to me, got it?"

Even with Huojingliang's net worth, hearing Li Xin say that still shocked him greatly.

He exclaimed: "In other words, you, a loser, easily scooped up over six billion in this black‑swan event?"

Li Xin's face darkened instantly, and he snapped: "You're the loser—I'm damn well earning money, and it's not easy; what do you mean by 'easy'?"

"I didn't take the principal, did I?"

"You just saw me eating meat; if I got beaten, would you still be jealous?"

"Besides, please speak to me more respectfully from now on. Do you know how much the Gangdao cash king is worth?"

Huojingliang said angrily: "Get lost, who hasn't been damned? What are you showing off for?"

Li Xin heard that, hehe laughed, and teased: "Hey, I can smell a sour odor even over the phone; you're jealous of me, right?"

This jerk, asking and answering himself: "Exactly, it's jealousy."

Huojingliang wasn't in the mood to chitchat with Li Xin, and said with a sour tone: "Hurry up and transfer the funds, Gangdao cash king Mr. Li—you wouldn't drag a few billion of small change to year-end, would you?"

"Damn! You said year-end yourself, now that I've made a little money you want me to pay up? Go chase your early autumn big dream!"

Having said that, Li Xin still transferred the funds to the joint venture company's account.

Everyone says it's delayed but not owed, but it's still better not to delay if you can!

Handle things straightforwardly—no harm in that!