Did he trick the young marshal into becoming sworn brothers and then go south to Huangpu Military Ac

The atmosphere inside the Wangjiang Pavilion private room on the top floor of the Guangzhou Restaurant underwent a dramatic transformation.

Tenfold profit in one year.

This number was like a heavy hammer, shattering Sister Song's composure and awakening her purest business instincts.

She forcefully suppressed her racing heartbeat.

"Mr. Lin, the waters of Wall Street are unfathomably deep."

Sister Song stared intently into Lin Qi's eyes, firing off a barrage of professional questions: "The US stock market is indeed hot right now, but it's abnormally hot. Which sector are you planning to invest in? DuPont's chemicals, Ford's manufacturing, or perhaps the currently most favored radio giant, RCA? When do you plan to build your position? How much leverage are you prepared to use?"

A series of questions revealed her close attention to the financial markets across the ocean.

Faced with her urgent questioning, Lin Qi did not respond.

Leaning back in the rosewood chair, her long legs were crossed.

He picked up the cup of Pu'er tea, which had long since gone cold, with his right hand, smelled its aged aroma, and then removed it.

His gaze was deep and calm as he looked at the excited and out-of-control female tycoon from the Republican era, as if he were watching a clown who had just entered a casino and was eager to place his bets on the roulette wheel.

silence.

The only sound in the private room was the dull thud of the Pearl River lapping against the stone foundation.

Lin Qi remained silent for a full half minute after Sister Song left.

This condescending, all-knowing silence is like a thorn that pricks.

Sister Song suddenly woke up from her fanaticism for huge profits.

She has always been in a high position; when has she ever been looked at with such a spectator's gaze?

A strong feeling of being played went straight to my head.

"Bang!"

A pale hand slammed heavily on the table, causing the Jingdezhen blue-and-white porcelain tea set to make a screeching sound. Tea splashed onto the expensive tablecloth, leaving a brown stain.

She laughed in anger, her composure completely shattered, replaced by coldness and ruthlessness.

"Lin Tuozhi! Do you think I'm one of those country bumpkins who've never seen the world?!"

She suddenly stood up, extended her finger adorned with a diamond ring, pointed it directly at Lin Qi's nose, and spoke in a sharp, piercing voice.

"What tenfold profit! What Wall Street mathematical models! It's all just empty promises and charlatanry!"

Sister Song thought she had seen through Lin Qi's true intentions, and her words were extremely sarcastic.

"Stop playing tricks! Do you really think I'm blind? You publicly investigated and punished Xu Chongzhi's right-hand man. You cut off his financial resources at the arsenal and even killed his confidant! As the Commander-in-Chief of the Guangdong Army, he commands tens of thousands of troops. Offending him is like stirring up a hornet's nest!"

She crossed her arms and looked down at Lin Qi, who was sitting in the chair.

"You are now facing a life-or-death crisis! The Guangdong Army could find any excuse to shoot you dead at any time. This so-called Wall Street profiteering plan you devised is nothing more than an attempt to get something for nothing, to use the Song family's power to save your own life! You want to use us as your shield to get through this crisis! You've certainly made a brilliant plan!"

Faced with this stern accusation and exposure.

Lin Qi showed neither anger nor panic at having his secret exposed.

He placed the teacup steadily on the tray, the porcelain bottom striking the tray with a crisp, icy sound.

"crisis?"

Lin Qi let out a mocking sneer.

He stood up, then raised his head, his eyes, as deep as an abyss, meeting Sister Song's gaze directly.

"Madam Kong, you overestimate yourself and underestimate me, Lin."

Lin Qi's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an absolute domineering aura that crushed everything.

"Your Song family certainly wields immense power in your southern stronghold, able to command the winds and rains. But what makes you think that I, Lin Tuozhi, dare to single-handedly seize power in Guangzhou, killing people and making a killing, that I am truly a powerless and helpless individual?"

Lin Qi took half a step forward, his tall figure blocking the light from the window and completely enveloping Sister Song in his shadow.

"The world is vast, and there is more than one base in Guangzhou."

Lin Qi did not offer any further explanation.

That's all for today.

His tone was harsh, as if issuing a command: "Your current state of mind, clouded by arrogance and pride, makes you unfit to discuss this big deal with me. Forcing it will only ruin my plans."

Sister Song was so angry that she was trembling all over. She was about to call the bodyguards outside to come in.

Lin Qi interrupted her directly.

"Tomorrow morning at 10 o'clock, still this private room."

"When you get back today, first find out my background. Find out if I need to rely on the Song family to save my life!"

He stopped at the door of the private room and turned his head to the side.

"Also, come again tomorrow. In addition to bringing your sincerity in cooperating, also bring your younger brother, Song Ziwen."

Lin Qi's tone revealed undisguised contempt.

"You only know how to manipulate political power and profit from comprador deals. Your brother is an expert in modern economics; he'll understand just how grand and insane my plan truly is!"

After saying that, he pushed open the heavy, carved nanmu wood door.

The Kong family bodyguards instinctively surrounded him outside the door, but Lin Qi didn't even glance at them. His leather shoes clicked on the wooden floor of the corridor as he strode away, leaving behind only a tall and arrogant back view.

The Wangjiang Pavilion private room was completely empty.

The river breeze made the tablecloth flutter loudly.

Sister Song stood there, her chest heaving violently.

His face turned pale and then flushed.

Shock, anger, and joy—three extremely contradictory emotions—were frantically intertwined and clashed in her mind.

Surprisingly, even the most powerful warlords in Guangzhou treated her with utmost respect.

Today, someone actually dared to so blatantly disregard her, even issuing orders to her in a tone that sounded like a reprimanding subordinate.

What angered him was that his usual intimidation tactics and political pressure, which had always been effective at the negotiating table, were completely ineffective in front of this young man. The other party didn't even blink and simply overturned the table.

But beneath this shock and anger, an uncontrollable ecstasy surged forth!

Sister Song is a born businesswoman. After calming down and taking a look, she realized that the other party's arrogance and composure, and his disdainful attitude even when being called a swindler, were definitely signs of genuine confidence!

Most importantly, before leaving, Lin Qi took the initiative to ask Song Ziwen to attend the meeting.

Who is Song Ziwen?

Besides being his own younger brother, he is also a top financial expert who earned a master's degree in economics from Harvard University in the United States.

If Lin Qi's plan about Wall Street was a scam, he would be too busy avoiding experts to dare to confront a Harvard economics master's graduate face-to-face.

The fact that he dared to call his brother proves that his mathematical model and the promise of ten times the profit are definitely based on real substance!

The thought of that incredible windfall fueled Sister Song's insatiable greed for money, instantly overwhelming all her anger with overwhelming force.