Return of the King, Dominating the City
Chapter 1776 - 1660: Premonition
Just like that, eight billion was borrowed by Song Yun!
Here’s some explanation: what exactly is the water business?
It’s actually quite simple.
Currently, several important ports in the Southeast are controlled by Song Yun. These ports bring in a considerable amount of goods privately each month. These goods are semi-official in nature. Song Yun uses his strong influence to control these ports, and by controlling the source of this business, Song Yun essentially monopolizes the business.
Each region’s market has a certain capacity. The goods you bring in must equal or be less than this capacity. If they exceed this capacity and impact the existing market, the system won’t allow your goods to continue existing.
This is the essential principle of the business, also a rule.
The market in the Southeast is controlled by Song Yun. This capacity is held by Song Yun, who monopolizes the business. Others absolutely cannot do it; if they do, they break the rules. In this circle, rules are paramount.
What Song Yun sells is this monopoly.
Song Yun sells this control. Meaning, from here on, the water business in the Southeast will be done by Li Baoshi.
The result is high returns, which allows selling five years of business for two billion.
After everything was set up, Song Yun suddenly felt like a poor man.
The island purchase requires eight billion, but the island’s construction needs money too, which comes entirely from Song Yun’s assets.
Song Yun’s assets are considerable, and he will take out a large portion for the island’s construction.
Thus, Song Yun felt instantly impoverished.
Fortunately, he has many businesses earning high profits for him every day—entertainment company, Shura Alliance, etc.
"Since everything has started, there’s no turning back now." Qingluan smiled at Song Yun and said, "Song Yun, have you really thought it through?"
"Mm." Song Yun nodded and said, "Everything’s planned out, no problem, Qingluan. This time you can be an observer; listen to me."
"Okay!"
Qingluan nodded, cuddled Song Yun’s arm, tilted her head against his shoulder, and said with a smile, "I’m hungry, take me to eat something delicious."
"Alright." Song Yun nodded, took Qingluan, and got into the car.
By noon the next day, Song Yun signed the contract with Wen Changlin and Li Baoshi.
Li Baoshi, as the new richest man in Asia, is very wealthy, instantly transferring two billion to Song Yun, while Wen Changlin first transferred one billion and then continued with billion after billion.
After receiving the first three billion, Song Yun immediately took out his entire account’s funds. Along with the profits from the Northeast and a loan from the Song Family, totaling about five billion, he signed a contract with a representative sent by the Rothschild Family.
This representative knew it’s quite difficult for someone to fork out eight billion at once, so upon arrival, he mentioned that the Rothschild Family had news that Song Yun could first pay half, and the remaining half could be raised within half a month.
With this arrangement, Song Yun became much more relaxed, immediately transferring five billion.
"Pleasure working with you, Mr. Song Yun."
The representative from the Rothschild Family’s China office, a plump Chinese person, shook Song Yun’s hand and said, "Our Clan Leader hopes you can visit the clan sometime."
"Maybe when there’s a chance." Song Yun smiled and said, "I’ll definitely visit when there’s a chance."
As he spoke, Song Yun secretly thought, "Marquises are already so abnormal; who knows how much more abnormal dukes might be? I’m not going to abnormality camp."
After resolving these matters, Song Yun planned to rest for a few days. After finally taking care of everything, if he doesn’t enjoy life a bit, it’d be a disservice to himself.
As for Xiao Hui, he had long left Beijing with that girl he picked up at the bar, reportedly taking her home.
Big Head also left Beijing shortly after.
Later, some unrelated people also left Yanjing, including Ye Yinyin and her rumored fiancé, Shi Zi, young master of the Shi Family.
Before leaving, Shi Zi and Ye Yinyin specifically invited Song Yun and Qingluan for a meal together.
"Yinyin, how did you... have this kind of premonition?" Song Yun was quite interested in Ye Yinyin’s almost godly premonition skills.
"Qingluan, could you tell me how you maintain your health?"
Ye Yinyin ignored Song Yun’s question, instead looking at Qingluan and asking.
Qingluan chuckled and replied, "Drink more water."
Song Yun looked helplessly at Shi Zi and said, "Shi Zi, you must treat my cousin well in the future; don’t let her down."
"You still don’t know my character? I’m more reliable than you." Shi Zi said with a laugh.
"That’s true." Song Yun shyly touched his nose and smiled.
The meal lasted quite a while until everyone rose to leave, but before leaving, Ye Yinyin frowned and looked at Song Yun for a long time, appearing ready to speak but stopping.
Song Yun asked in bewilderment, "What’s wrong?"
"Nothing." Ye Yinyin shook her head and said, "No big deal. Qingluan, I’ll try the breathing technique you mentioned when I get back."
"Sure!" Qingluan nodded with a smile and said, "Next time, Song Yun and I will visit you in the mountains."
"Okay!"
With that said, the four parted ways.
"Why were you staring at Song Yun just now?"
In the car back to the hotel, Shi Zi looked at Ye Yinyin in confusion.
"I..."
Ye Yinyin’s face rarely showed a hint of gravity, "I don’t know why, but looking at Song Yun gives me a headache."
"A headache? Could it be you’re catching a cold?" Shi Zi asked.
"Actually, I can’t predict anything, but my body has a strong intuition about many upcoming events. Even for things potentially happening in a month, my body will react. A headache, in many past instances, has given me this signal..."
"What signal?" Shi Zi inquired.
"When I see someone and get a headache, it indicates that person won’t live long. This feeling... has never been wrong before, so... from the moment Song Yun left us, he’s already in a whirlpool threatening his life."
Ye Yinyin’s face revealed an indescribable seriousness.