The Great Sage Returns from Ten Years of Imprisonment

It's only a little over five kilometers from Fuyou Street to Houhai, but it took Lingyun a full half hour to get there.

The reason is simple: with the Olympic Games opening ceremony countdown underway, more and more tourists are coming from all over the world and from all over the country.

Houhai, in particular, seems to be a place where all tourists flock, with crowds of people surging about as far as the eye can see.

"Wow, this is comparable to the Spring Festival travel rush!"

Ling Yun sighed and could only reduce the car's speed to a minimum, inching forward with the crowd.

As the vehicle moved along, countless tourists raised their cameras and took pictures of the G-Class.

Some sexy and daring women would seize the opportunity to tap on the car window and wink at you.

"Hey handsome, let's be friends!"

Ling Yun was so frightened that he shook his head and dared not open the car window.

After some hesitation, he finally drove his car into the garage of his own courtyard house.

As the garage door slowly closed, the noise of the street was immediately shut out, and the whole world became quiet.

After locking the car, Lingyun picked up her backpack, walked out of the garage, and went straight into the courtyard.

As soon as they arrived at the hanging flower gate, Little Orange darted out from inside, ran to Ling Yun's feet, grabbed his trouser leg, and started meowing.

She tilted her little head back, opened her two big, bright eyes, and looked at him adorably.

"You little rascal, your ears are sharper than radar!"

Lingyun bent down, picked up Xiaoju, and gently stroked the little guy's back a few times with a smile.

Then, carrying Xiao Ju, he passed through the hanging flower gate and entered the second courtyard.

In the yard, Mom was taking Grandma for a walk and chatting.

When Ling Yun came in, his mother immediately looked behind him, but saw nothing.

"You came back alone? Why didn't you bring Leilei with you?"

Ling Yun smiled and then offered a few explanations.

"Leilei is busier than me right now. She's rehearsing with the National Taiwan Normal University performance team at the Bird's Nest right now. She won't have any free time until the opening ceremony is over."

"Rehearsals are the important thing, and we really can't afford to delay them."

Mom nodded.

"But it'll be over in a couple of days. You can bring Leilei home sometime later."

"Since you two started dating, Leilei hasn't come to our house yet. It's time to bring her home for a visit."

Ever since Lingyun said he planned to develop a relationship with Leilei, his mother has been determined to do so and has been urging him to do it from time to time.

To put his mother's mind at ease and to prevent her from arranging any more blind dates, Lingyun had no choice but to confess his relationship with Leilei.

The family was naturally very happy to learn that they had become a couple.

If Leilei hadn't been so busy these past few days, her mother would have called her over for dinner long ago.

After hearing his mother's request, Lingyun could only nod.

"I understand, but I can't say when. I'll be very busy starting this weekend, and I don't know when I'll have time."

"That's why I came home tonight to see you all. Once I get busy in a couple of days, I probably won't have time to come home for dinner."

As he spoke, he had already reached his grandmother and mother's side.

His mother casually patted his shoulder and rolled her eyes at him.

"It doesn't matter whether you come back for dinner or not, as long as Leilei comes over."

After chatting with her mother and grandmother for a few minutes, Lingyun turned and went to the north room to greet her grandfather and father.

Just as he stepped into the living room, his phone suddenly beeped.

He took out his phone and glanced at the text message he had just received; it contained only a few words.

"Reboot complete, next game tomorrow."

The text message was sent by Mr. Wang, using a brand new number.

Ling Yun was fully aware of the subtext behind this text message.

This morning, Chairman Zhao and General Manager Wang flew back to Shanghai and quickly got to work.

The five futures accounts that had been put on hold have just been successfully restarted and are ready to go into action to provide cover for the joint investment team.

Upon seeing this message, a smile immediately flashed in Ling Yun's eyes.

The next moment, he quickly replied with a message.

"Received, the east wind is approaching."

After sending the text message, he put his phone back in his pocket and walked straight to the sofa.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the ocean.

Wall Street, Goldman Sachs headquarters.

Tommy, who had just arrived at the company, was on the phone with Anthony, who was far away in Beijing.

"I met Ling Yun today, and he's a stubborn little rascal who won't listen to reason. Our offers of help simply won't sway him."

"But that's normal. He doesn't need to join Goldman Sachs to earn more in a year, and he doesn't have as many restrictions. If it were me, I would also choose to go solo."

"Although I didn't manage to recruit this little rascal, I did manage to film the meeting. If necessary, I can use that video to my advantage..."

On the other end of the phone, Anthony explained the relevant situation.

Tommy's face immediately turned cold when he heard that Ling Yun had completely ignored Goldman Sachs' offer.

As soon as Anthony finished speaking, he immediately sneered.

"Since this little rascal doesn't know what's good for him, we don't need to be polite anymore. We should teach him a lesson."

"He needs to know that Goldman Sachs calls the shots in the international financial markets, and anyone who dares to disregard Goldman Sachs will only face one outcome: death!"

Just then, an internal telephone on the desk rang.

Tommy picked up the landline and started answering the call.

"Good news from the NYMEX, boss. There's been activity in Yuanda Group's five futures accounts. Two hours ago, Yuanda Group deposited $600 million into each account."

"This is roughly the same amount they invested last time, but they didn't trade immediately. They seem to be observing market sentiment, unsure when to enter the market."

On the phone, the senior supervisor in charge of monitoring excitedly reported the situation.

Tommy was taken aback for a moment, and a look of surprise quickly appeared in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, he clenched his fist and swung it twice forcefully.

"Great! As long as these guys keep trading, no matter how cunning they are, they won't escape my grasp."

"Keep a close eye on these futures accounts. This time, we must keep a close watch on these guys and not let them get away again."

As soon as he finished speaking, the senior manager responded immediately.

"Roger that, boss. We'll keep a close eye on these futures accounts; they won't be able to escape."

After giving a few more instructions, Tommy hung up the phone.

The next moment, Anthony's voice came from the phone again.

"What happened, Tommy? Has anything happened to the futures accounts of Yuanda Group?"

Tommy hesitated for a moment before giving an affirmative answer.

"That's right, Yuanda Group just injected $600 million into each of those five futures accounts, using essentially the same method as two months ago."

"It's clear that Yuanda Group is preparing to enter the market again. The question is, is that little bastard behind it all, and is it going long or short?"

Anthony was very excited upon hearing the news.

"Great! I knew this would happen. The day before yesterday, international oil prices plummeted, and Yuanda Group timed it perfectly, making a fortune."

"When I talked to that little bastard today, I sensed from his tone that he was remotely controlling Yuanda Group, which is why Yuanda Group has such an amazing performance."

"He remains bearish on international oil prices, but believes there's not much room for further decline. Perhaps we can use this to teach this little bastard a lesson."

Upon hearing this, Tommy almost burst out laughing.

"The downside is limited? Excellent, that's a very good assessment, and we can definitely take advantage of it."

"But we can't discuss this over the phone. Let's talk about it again when you get back to Hong Kong Island. There's no need to rush."

As soon as he finished speaking, Anthony laughed on the other end of the phone.

"Yes, Rome wasn't built in a day, so there's no need to rush."

They chatted for a few more minutes before ending the call.

"call!"

Tommy let out a long breath and immediately felt refreshed.

The pent-up frustration that had been building up in his chest for a month finally dissipated at this moment.

The next moment, he got up from his office chair and walked straight to the floor-to-ceiling window.

Then he crossed his arms and looked down at the entire Wall Street.

This is his favorite move, which always makes him feel incredibly confident and accomplished, giving him a sense of looking down on everyone else.

Looking down from his position, he could see a dozen or so Wall Street elites in suits walking past the building, each carrying a cardboard box, looking dejected and lifeless like zombies.

"Lehman Brothers has started its third round of layoffs. Once Lehman Brothers collapses, I'll see how international oil prices can rise then!"

Tommy muttered a few words smugly.