Chapter 812: Two Enemies Make Up

He Yuzhu leaned forward and asked, "Second Uncle, what do you need me for?"

Although Liu Haizhong's speech was not very fluent, his mind was quite clear. He spoke slowly: "Zhuzi, do me a favor—break the legs of my second and third sons for me."

He Yuzhu was amused: "Second Uncle, hitting people is against the law!"

"Those two bastards are just too unfilial!" Liu Haizhong huffed in anger.

He Yuzhu could do nothing with him, so he comforted him for a long time before finally taking two hundred yuan out of his pocket and handing it over, saying, "Second Uncle, this Old Age Home is quite nice; you should stay here and settle in well."

Liu Haizhong took the money and curled his lip: "Your family is so rich, and you only give me two hundred?"

He Yuzhu sighed: "My retirement pension is only three hundred. I just gave Yan Bugui one hundred yesterday, and now two hundred to you; I'll be completely broke this month."

Liu Haizhong glared at him and muttered: "Not a word of truth."

After He Yuzhu returned from Wang Xia's Old Age Home, as soon as he stepped through the gate, he happened to run into He Daqing coming in from outside.

He leaned in and asked: "Dad, what exactly is going on with my uncle? My mom said his diabetes is very severe."

He Daqing sighed and said: "Sigh, your uncle is just like that; he's become incredibly stubborn in his old age. The doctor tells him not to eat sugar, but he insists on eating it."

He Yuzhu lit a cigarette: "I'll go visit him another day."

He Daqing smiled: "He's still thinking of you, saying you haven't been to see him for a year or two..."

"He's like that, but couldn't he come stay at our place?" He Yuzhu exhaled a puff of smoke.

"The older he gets, the more reclusive he becomes, living in his own world." He Daqing shook his head and pushed the door open to enter the room.

Just as they were talking, He Yuzhu's phone rang. He took it out and saw it was Hu Bayi.

"Hu, what's up?" He Yuzhu answered.

On the other end of the line, Hu Bayi was grinning, sounding in a good mood: "Master He, our stocks have already risen eightfold. Should we sell or not?"

He Yuzhu said hurriedly: "Sell immediately! After selling, I need to think about which ones we should buy next."

The reason he said this was to maintain a bit of mystery.

In fact, there were only a dozen or so stocks at this time; as long as the market cap was small and they had just gone public, they were all worth buying.

Hu Bayi said: "Master He, Wang Pangzi is getting married and wants to hold the wedding in Si Jiu Cheng, mainly because he wants to invite you. In his words, if it weren't for you, he could never have married such a beautiful wife. Will you be in Beijing for the next little while?"

He Yuzhu laughed: "I'll be here for the next half month. But please, don't hold the wedding in Si Jiu Cheng just because of me; I couldn't bear that."

Hu Bayi laughed and said: "First, it is because of you; second, our friends are all over there too. In that case, we'll sell the stocks tomorrow and head back the day after."

He Yuzhu said: "Alright, alright. I'll wait for you all in Beijing."

"Then I'll go tell the others right away." Hu Bayi finished speaking and hung up the phone.

Six days later, Beijing Hotel.

The crystal chandeliers in the lobby were all lit, making the entire hall look magnificent.

More than twenty banquet tables were packed full, and many people from the antique trade in Si Jiu Cheng had come, making it quite noisy.

He Yuzhu also saw Wang Pangzi's wife, Lingzi, for the first time.

Wang Pangzi enthusiastically brought Lingzi over, introducing her with a glowing face: "This is He Yuzhu, Master He, the stock god I told you about! Master He, this is my wife, Lingzi."

He Yuzhu took one look at her and saw she was quite pretty, with eyes and brows somewhat resembling that actress from the TV series *Blossoms Shanghai*, which made him lose his focus for a moment. However, he immediately regained his composure and quickly offered his congratulations: "Then I wish the two of you a lifetime of love and everything going as you wish!"

When Lingzi saw He Yuzhu, she was also taken aback.

According to Wang Kaixuan, He Yuzhu should be fifty-five or fifty-six years old, but the person in front of her looked to be only about thirty, with thick, black hair and a very sturdy build.

"You are the Mr. He that Pangzi always talks about? You're too young; you look like you're only in your thirties."

He Yuzhu laughed and said: "I looked old when I was young, but now that I'm older, it's not as obvious. Miss Lingzi has a good eye. Wang Kaixuan is destined for great wealth and status in the future."

Lingzi smiled immediately upon hearing this, and her next words were also pleasant to the ear: "Everything he has is thanks to Mr. He."

"Miss Lingzi is too kind, I couldn't possibly take the credit." He Yuzhu waved his hand quickly, "I just saw it from his physiognomy. Although Pangzi might not become as rich as a nation, he should have a billion or eight hundred million in his hands!"

When Pangzi heard this, he grinned from ear to ear, because he knew the implication behind those words.

At this moment, the brothers Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu also came over to greet He Yuzhu.

They were somewhat surprised to see He Yuzhu, because when Xu Damao invited them, he said Wang Pangzi was his friend. Yet, they were shocked to see He Yuzhu and Xu Damao getting along harmoniously here.

The two brothers were quite polite to He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu couldn't be bothered with the messy business between them and their father, so seeing them, he gave them some face and asked: "Guangtian, Guangfu, where are you two making your fortune now?"

Liu Guangtian smiled modestly and said: "Oh, we used to be in the clothing business. Later, after seeing Damao buy a house, we followed suit and each bought a courtyard. The storefronts were right outside the courtyards, so now my brother and I are each doing our own thing—one is in clothing, and the other runs a bookstore. Guangfu hasn't been in good health, so he couldn't do heavy work and opened a bookstore instead."

He Yuzhu smiled and said: "Having a stable income is good enough."

The wedding proceeded in a lively atmosphere.

After the banquet ended, Wang Kaixuan checked into a room at the Beijing Hotel.

He Yuzhu didn't go home either and stayed there directly—he knew Xu Damao and Hu Bayi had important matters to discuss with him.

In the evening, Hu Bayi, Xu Damao, and Dajinya all came to He Yuzhu's room.

Outside the window, the night grew deeper, and the streetlights along Chang An Jie formed a long line.

Hu Bayi brought in a bottle of foreign liquor and poured a glass for everyone.

He raised his glass and said solemnly: "Master He, words cannot express my gratitude. You helped us make a fortune this time, and all my sincerity is in this glass of wine."

He Yuzhu picked up his glass, clinked it with everyone in turn, and drank it in one gulp.

"Let's all talk about it, how did the stocks go?"

Hu Bayi spoke first: "In terms of multiples, I earned the most. I invested 1 million myself, and my wife invested 5 million; it has now increased eightfold."

Xu Damao sighed and said: "When the stocks rose to four times the value, I sold a quarter. When they rose to six times, I sold another quarter. When they hit eight times, I sold everything. But I think this strategy is the safest; it's better to secure the profits."

He Yuzhu laughed: "When it comes to making money, Damao has a talent for it. Your operation can be called a classic; you controlled the risks very well. Once you encounter force majeure, you can at least protect your principal. If you can protect your principal, you can always make a comeback."

Dajinya said: "When the stocks rose to six times the value, I only kept one-third..."

"Jin Ya's operation was also quite good." He Yuzhu nodded.

After saying this, He Yuzhu took a bank card out of his pocket, handed it to Hu Bayi, and said: "There are 6 million inside; it's the money from the Street Office Director, Wang Xia. Help me manage this card; I'll tell you what to buy and when to sell."

Upon hearing this, Hu Bayi immediately became excited. He understood at once—He Yuzhu was looking to partner with him and bring him along to make a fortune.

He immediately raised his wine glass, drained it in one gulp, and said, "I'm not good with words, but I'm truly grateful to you in my heart. If we couldn't make money, we might have had to go back to Doudao. But now that we're in this line of work, I never want to touch that stuff again."

He Yuzhu smiled: "Once you have your first pot of gold, I won't promise anything else, but it won't be hard for you to multiply your money four or five times within a few years."

Upon hearing this, Xu Damao also raised his wine glass and asked, "Then what stocks should we operate next?"

He Yuzhu said, "Then buy Yuyuan Shopping Mall. However, the market capitalization of this stock is too small, so you must buy it secretly... It would be best if you set up a company..."

He Yuzhu then told them his ideas.

After listening, Hu Bayi nodded incessantly and said, "Master He, we have discussed it and decided to put all our money into the investment company. As for the specific operations, please help us keep an eye on things."

Dajinya did not want to put all his money into stock speculation, so he asked, "Master He, besides buying stocks, what other businesses do you think are good to do right now?"

He Yuzhu said, "Buy some storefronts in the city center of Shencheng, or small Western-style houses and villas; in the future, they will all appreciate tenfold or several dozen-fold."

After hearing this, Hu Bayi felt as if he had been enlightened and said, "I won't hide it from you, we have already bought one unit each."

He Yuzhu said: "After you go back, help me keep an eye out, and if you find good ones, buy two units for me."

Hu Bayi nodded immediately.

He Yuzhu gave him another bank card with 2 million.