Hong Kong film: The cop backs down, the ladies beg me to check his license.

Fang Ting pursed her lips slightly and said half-jokingly, "Come on, you already have seven angelic wives at home. My sisters are beautiful and have great figures. Aren't you satisfied?"

Ye Tian shrugged, looking helpless: "There are plenty of them, but they're all workaholics. I haven't seen them for days."

Fang Ting covered her mouth and chuckled.

Chen Taotao's gaze towards Ye Tian now carried undisguised astonishment and... a hint of envy. Seven wives? This was something straight out of an ancient novel.

Ye Tian sighed, his tone a mix of complaint and smugness: "Having too many wives is a hassle. Modern women are strong-willed and determined to build their own careers; they're all incredibly busy."

Fang Ting just smiled and didn't say anything.

Ye Tian stopped the topic and turned to Chen Taotao: "I said you have a connection with stock market veterans, and right here is one. Fang Ting is the daughter of 'Stock King' Fang Jinxin."

Fang Ting's smile vanished instantly, and her face turned pale.

Ye Tian seemed not to notice, casually pulled another pure white business card from his inner pocket, placed it on the coffee table, and pushed it in front of Fang Ting: "You're such a stubborn girl, you don't say a word even when there's something going on at home. Keep this business card safe. If you encounter any trouble you can't handle, call the number on it. In Hong Kong, there's basically nothing I can't resolve. You know that."

Fang Ting bit her lip, hesitated for a long while, and finally reached out her slightly trembling hand to accept the light yet seemingly heavy business card: "Thank you... Tian."

"You two talk business, I'll go make you some tea." She said in a low voice, then turned and left hurriedly, her back view appearing somewhat rushed.

Chen Taotao watched Fang Ting's retreating figure, then looked at Ye Tian, ​​filled with doubt: "Mr. Ye, what's this...?"

"Some family matters." Ye Tian's tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable air of authority. "It's best if she tells you herself, rather than through me."

Chen Taotao was silent for a moment, then nodded: "Of course."

Seeing Fang Ting's expression just now, Ye Tian seemed to suddenly lose interest in continuing the conversation. He took out another identical white business card and placed it on the coffee table in front of Chen Taotao.

"You'll soon be facing off against Chen Wanxian, right?" Ye Tian's tone was certain. "He'll use eight related stocks to set up a 'chain across the river' trap. There are ways to break it, but your personality is too upright. You might not be able to think of some unconventional and ruthless methods immediately, or... you might not be willing to use them."

He stood up and straightened the hem of his suit jacket.

"Keep this business card. Call me when you find out that CMB has chosen to side with Chen Wanxian and you have nowhere else to turn."

"You're a talented person. Don't let a moment of anger drive you to a dead end and lead you astray."

After saying that, he didn't even look at Chen Taotao's reaction, turned around, walked through the noisy crowd, and left the trading hall.

Chen Taotao sat alone on the sofa, looking at the plain white business card in front of him. The card was extremely simple, with only the words "Ye Tian" embossed in gold in the center, followed by a phone number. There were no titles, company names, or positions listed. It was precisely this extreme simplicity that exuded an undeniable weight.

He picked up the business card, looked at it over and over, his brow furrowed, full of doubt.

Iron chains across the river? Betrayal by IBC? Taking the wrong path?

Each of these three things sounds like a fantasy.

Fang Ting returned with two cups of hot tea and saw that Ye Tian had already left, leaving only Chen Taotao staring blankly at the business card. She gently put down the tea and said softly, "Please keep the business card safe. Mr. Ye... rarely gives out his business card."

Chen Taotao looked up: "Who exactly is this Mr. Ye?"

Fang Ting thought for a moment and said, "He has... many identities. People in the underworld know him as the head of the Hung Hing Causeway Bay branch. In the legitimate world, he's the chairman of the 'Qi Tian Group.' He also has many other hidden identities; he's an undisclosed partner in many large corporations. Which one do you want to ask about?"

Chen Taotao gasped: "Qitian Group? That legendary investment company that has almost a perfect track record of success in Southeast Asia and Europe and America these past few years? The chairman... is so young?"

Fang Ting nodded: "It's him. So, this business card is more than just a business card; it's a promise. Take it to him, and as long as it doesn't violate his fundamental principles, he'll help you. Of course, from then on, you'll also have to do things for him."

Chen Taotao smiled wryly: "How old is Mr. Ye? How did he manage that?"

Fang Ting pursed her lips and lowered her voice: "He started roaming the underworld when he was just a teenager. I've seen the scars on his body with my own eyes; they're terrifying. Especially his chest, there's a particularly horrific wound. I heard he almost didn't make it; he was unconscious for three days and three nights, and everyone thought he was going to die... but he actually pulled through. One of my good friends at the TV station is his wife, and she told me all this. Hong Kong is full of hidden talents, and Mr. Ye is the most special one among them."

She paused, her expression becoming exceptionally serious: "Mr. Chen, there's something you must remember. When Mr. Ye says something 'will' happen, that thing... will definitely happen. You need to keep that in mind."

Chen Taotao was startled and couldn't help but look at the business card in his hand again, repeatedly recalling Ye Tian's words.

Iron chains across the river? Bank betrayal? Or did he go astray on his own?

Which of these three prophecies will come true? Or... will they all come true?

After much deliberation, he finally heeded Fang Ting's advice and carefully tucked the business card into the safest compartment of his suit jacket pocket. Regardless, Ye Tian was the head of the "Qi Tian Group," a position that made him a worthy acquaintance. Even if the prediction failed, establishing a connection with such a figure would be of no harm to him.

……

Ye Tian walked out of the stock exchange center; the sunlight outside was a bit dazzling. He squinted, took out his phone, and dialed a number.

"Feed? You lot, aren't you going a bit too far?" His tone wasn't happy. "I haven't seen you for seven whole days. Are you trying to make me give you a letter of divorce?"

A clear, melodious, and laughing female voice came from the other end of the phone. The conversation was fragmented and difficult to make out, but finally, one voice seemed to conclude, "Okay, okay, I know, my dear husband. I'll definitely be home tonight and 'serve' you well, alright?"

Ye Tian snorted, said nothing more, and hung up the phone. The slight annoyance he felt inexplicably dissipated.

Back in his office in Causeway Bay, as soon as he opened the door, he saw Luo Tianhong pacing anxiously around the room like a fish trapped in a glass tank.

"Boss! You're finally back! I was so worried!" Luo Tianhong rushed over to him as soon as she saw him.

Ye Tian stepped aside, walked to his large office chair, sat down, and lazily asked, "What happened? Did the sky fall?"

Luo Tianhong scratched his striking blue hair, a little embarrassed: "Well... nothing really happened. It's just... you didn't say anything before you went out, boss, and I was a little... worried."

Ye Tian chuckled, reaching out to ruffle his stiff blue hair, making it even messier: "Kid, didn't you bring your phone? Can't you call me if you can't see me?"

Luo Tianhong froze for a moment, blinked, and then slapped his forehead: "Oh right! I can call!" He had previously worked under Lin Fu, who was very methodical and always gave clear instructions before going out. He had never developed the habit of "taking the initiative to contact" others.

Ye Tian shook his head helplessly: "Can't you put a little bit of your martial arts training into your daily life? Otherwise, people will think I've taken in... a little brother who can't take care of himself."

Luo Tianhong felt a little wronged and muttered softly, "I...I've never been with anyone before..." However, he wasn't slow-witted and immediately changed the subject, asking with a smile, "Boss, what are our plans for tonight? Where are we going?"

Ye Tian glanced at him and leaned back in his chair: "Let's go to Victoria Peak. Your sister-in-law is coming back today."

Luo Tianhong's face immediately lit up with several question marks, wondering if she had misheard: "...Sister-in-law? Which sister-in-law?" Then she remembered, "Victoria Peak? Brother Fu's villa isn't on Victoria Peak..."

Ye Tian looked at him like he was an idiot: "Didn't I tell you that I have houses all over Hong Kong? Who says I can't have a place to stay on Victoria Peak?"