Chapter 23: The Foreign Girl
Since Wu Yuan had called ahead, a blonde foreign woman in a professional suit was already waiting for him when he arrived at the securities firm.
After sitting down, the woman got straight to the point, speaking fluent Longxia Mandarin:
“Mr. Wu, I’m Aria. You ntioned on the phone that you wanted to invest five million in U.S. stocks through our company, is that correct?”
Wu Yuan was dressed plainly. If not for the limited-edition phone in his hand, the suited blonde wouldn’t have even bothered showing up, let alone speaking to him politely.
“Yes,” Wu Yuan nodded. “But I need five tis leverage.”
Aria’s expression changed imdiately. She shook her head. “Impossible. You have no trading history with us. Even with five million, we can’t approve such high leverage. It’s against regulations!”
“Five tis leverage ans a 16.6% drop would wipe out your principal. If you’re shorting, the sa applies to a rise. We might not even have ti to liquidate—the risk is astronomical.”
“If you can’t make the decision, find soone who can. I’ll pay 12% annual interest on the leverage,” Wu Yuan said calmly.
Aria disliked his assertiveness, but handing this over to soone else, even her superior—ant losing the commission. After a quick risk assessnt, she gritted her teeth.
“Fifteen percent. I can arrange the leverage through an Arican bank. It’ll be ready within the first hour of tonight’s market opening.”
The fee was within Wu Yuan’s limits, but he still pretended to think for two minutes before decisively saying:
“Deal.”
Aria imdiately prepared the contracts, though she first needed proof of Wu Yuan’s five million. He waved his hand.
“Let’s go. There’s a bank downstairs.”
The result, naturally, satisfied Aria.
In fact, seeing nearly eight million in Wu Yuan’s account only strengthened her confidence in proceeding.
Next, Aria took Wu Yuan to a partnered foreign bank to open a premium savings account. Wu Yuan quickly transferred five million into it.
Only then did they return to the securities firm to sign the formal investnt docunts.
The entire process took two hectic hours.
Aria downloaded a dedicated trading app onto Wu Yuan’s phone—all future trades could now be done remotely.
When they said goodbye, the blonde gave him a tight hug.
Wu Yuan, however, felt a little frustrated—because he was pretty sure he’d just been flirted with.
Aria’s figure was too good. That hug alone made him acutely aware of the weapons hidden under her professional attire, and they felt natural, unrestrained by any bra. Combined with the youthful firmness of her skin, it was an irresistible temptation.
But Wu Yuan held back. He wasn’t delusional enough to think a few million made him eligible to pounce on a woman like her.
Beautiful won weren’t that easy to get. Maybe if he added two more zeros to his bank balance.
If he tried anything now, there was a 99% chance he’d get slapped—hard.
Of course, so might say, Why not try? Dreams are free, what if it works?
Wu Yuan would just say he wasn’t that desperate. Besides, if she was the type to jump into bed after one eting, she wouldn’t be worth his ti anyway.
It was a contradictory mindset—what ca too easily wasn’t valued, while the unattainable beca an obsession.
At its core, it was just human nature being… human nature.
Due to the ti difference with the U.S., he couldn’t start trading imdiately—the market hadn’t opened yet.
With half a day left before he could log into the Tianyuan World at 2 a.m., he decided to explore the city.
He was only about ten blocks from Wangshu Valley, so he walked.
On one hand, he wanted to reconnect with the city, avoiding the detachnt that ca from spending too much ti in the Tianyuan World.
On the other, he was hunting for new investnt opportunities. His savings card still held over two million—money he’d set aside for a future high-growth sector, though he hadn’t settled on a specific target yet.
After an hour of walking, he felt no fatigue. His body was much stronger now.
Just as the high-rise of his residence ca into view—still without any investnt leads—he spotted a familiar figure.
Long legs wrapped in black yoga pants, each step sending hypnotic curves rippling like a siren’s call.
That silhouette was unmistakable—Su Ruoqing, the woman he’d had breakfast with that morning.
He looked up at the building she entered, thoughtful.
Su Ruoqing was probably heading to the gym—and fitness was one of his potential investnt directions.
In the future, as the Tianyuan World’s influence deepened, fitness and martial arts would beco as essential as eating and drinking, creating massive opportunities in the industry.
Wasn’t this perfect timing?
He’d been indecisive earlier, but now fate had dropped the opportunity in his lap.
He imdiately followed her inside.
Su Ruoqing entered a gym on the tenth floor.
Coincidentally, a “For Sale” notice was plastered right at the entrance.
Wu Yuan walked straight to the manager to discuss.
The manager, hearing his interest, quickly called the owner.
The owner—a bespectacled middle-aged man nad Hu Tianyou—arrived in under twenty minutes, his deanor polite and refined.
“Mr. Wu, to be frank, I wouldn’t be selling this gym—along with the property—if I didn’t urgently need capital for another venture.”
“This building was constructed six or seven years ago, so it’s still relatively new. The gym faces south, a pri location, covering 3,500 square ters—half the floor. I’m only asking 40,000 per square ter, and the gym itself is practically a freebie.”
“Bring 140 million, and the entire package is yours. Of course, transaction taxes are separate.”
140 million?! Wu Yuan frowned. He only had two million in his pocket—the gap was taller than a skyscraper.
He did like the gym. The location, facilities, and building managent were all high-end. The gym’s equipnt and decor were nearly new, easily worth over five million alone.
Plus, it was near Century Park, with a Tianyuan Stele at the nearby riverside green space—future growth was guaranteed.
He just hadn’t expected the owner to be selling the entire property. That complicated things.
140 million wasn’t impossible for him—he could get far more—but it would violate his principle of keeping his Tianyuan World assets hidden.
Now wasn’t the ti to sell Tianyuan gold either—it would draw too much attention.
“Honestly, the price is fair… but 140 million isn’t small change. I’ll need ti to arrange funds.”
After a mont’s thought, Wu Yuan decided the opportunity was too good to pass up. His U.S. stock investnts tonight should easily cover this amount.
He steeled himself and extended three fingers.
“Three months. No bank loans, I’ll pay the full amount upfront.”
Hu Tianyou hesitated.
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