Traveling back to 1966, starting by living in a cowshed.

Chapter 125 Su Wanqing's Worries

The study inside the house is completely different from the one outside. It boasts technology ahead of its time; an ultra-thin laptop sits on the table, its screen lit up.

Lin Zhou focused his mind on the computer, his mind transforming into invisible fingers that rapidly tapped the keyboard.

He needed to search his computer for investment keywords related to the reform and opening-up period in videos and novels.

Then, specific investment directions for Beijing and southern cities in the 1980s were identified.

For him, information such as which locations will see a surge in real estate prices, which industries will receive policy support, and which projects have huge market potential is invaluable.

The cursor on the screen blinked incessantly, and lines of data and text scrolled across the screen. Lin Zhou's gaze was focused, and his brain was working at lightning speed.

He marked out the key areas of Beijing one by one, including Wangfujing, Guomao, Zhongguancun, etc. These places will become prime real estate in the future.

Guangdong Province, as the forefront of reform and opening up, possesses unique advantages. Shenzhen's Shekou Industrial Zone and Guangzhou's Tianhe District are both hotbeds for investment.

As he looked at the information on the computer, he mentally outlined the framework of the investment plan.

First, they would acquire real estate, securing several plots of land with great potential. Then, they would invest in manufacturing, building factories to produce electronic products and daily necessities to meet the growing market demand in mainland China.

There's also the tourism industry, developing the tourism resources of Beijing, creating high-end hotels and tour routes...

Just as Lin Zhou was immersed in the ocean of information in the space, his thoughts flowing like a spring, the door to the study was gently pushed open.

Su Wanqing walked in carrying a steaming cup of coffee. She was wearing a light pink loungewear set and walked very quietly, as if afraid of disturbing him.

Lin Zhou's mind instantly snapped out of his reverie. He opened his eyes, looked at Su Wanqing at the door, and smiled, "Why are you here?"

Su Wanqing walked to the desk, placed the coffee beside him, and said softly, "I saw you've been in here for so long, and I was worried you were tired, so I made you a cup of coffee."

Lin Zhou reached out, picked up the coffee, took a sip, and the rich aroma filled his mouth.

He looked up at Su Wanqing and found her standing by the desk, her hands folded in front of her, her brows slightly furrowed, looking as if she wanted to say something but couldn't.

"What's wrong?" Lin Zhou put down his coffee cup and looked at her. "Is there something you want to tell me?"

Su Wanqing bit her lip, hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke. Her voice was soft, with a hint of worry: "A-Zhou, I just heard you say that you're going to invest heavily in the mainland... I'm a little worried."

Lin Zhou felt a warmth in his heart when he saw the worry in her eyes. He put down his pen, stood up, reached out and took her hand, leading her to his side. Then, he gently pulled her onto his lap.

Su Wanqing's cheeks flushed slightly. She reached out and hugged Lin Zhou's neck, leaning against him. Her voice was filled with even more worry.

"As you know, the situation in Hong Kong is very complicated right now. Those foreigners at the Governor's Office have been keeping a close eye on us Chinese merchants."

Before, we only did business in Hong Kong, so they couldn't find anything to criticize us for. But now that you're investing heavily in the mainland, they're bound to be unhappy.

What if they unite and retaliate against Zhonghua Group's businesses?

She paused, her tone tinged with lingering fear: "I heard that last year, some Chinese businessmen secretly invested some money in the mainland. When the foreigners found out, they not only froze their assets in Hong Kong, but also hired triad members to harass their families."

Ah Zhou, we're living such a good life now, I don't want you to take such a big risk.

Hearing Su Wanqing's words, Lin Zhou felt a surge of warmth in his heart. He knew that his wife was genuinely worried about him.

He reached out and gently stroked her long hair, his movements tender, but his voice was unusually firm: "Wanqing, thank you for your concern. However, I have already considered these things."

He looked into his wife's eyes and said, word by word, "Don't worry, any overt retaliation is useless to us."

Zhonghua Group's core business has long been solidified.

Zhonghua has several subsidiaries involved in multiple sectors such as real estate, manufacturing, and trade, and has a strong foundation.

Moreover, our foundation is now solid. We have tens of thousands of workers, and behind these workers are tens of thousands of families.

"If those foreigners dare to touch Zhonghua Group, they're going against tens of thousands of families. They wouldn't dare do that."

Su Wanqing's brows relaxed slightly, but she was still a little worried: "But what if they find an excuse to accuse us of tax evasion?"

"No." Lin Zhou shook his head, his tone firm. "Our Zhonghua Group has always abided by the law, our accounts are crystal clear, and every penny of tax has been paid transparently. They have no chance of finding this excuse."

"What about the gang members?" Su Wanqing was still a little worried. "Those people are all desperate criminals; they're capable of anything."

Lin Zhou's eyes turned colder, and a sneer appeared on his lips: "People from the gang? They wouldn't dare touch us. You forgot, we have our own security company."

The people at Zhonghua Security Company are all elites selected from veterans; they are highly skilled and well-equipped.

Those petty thugs from the gangs were no match for them.

He paused, his eyes sharpening, his tone carrying an undeniable ruthlessness: "Of course, if they really dare to use underhanded tactics, then don't blame me for being ruthless."

"No matter who it is, if they dare to harm my family or the foundation of my Zhonghua Group, I will make them disappear from this world forever."

Su Wanqing sensed the chill in Lin Zhou's tone. She looked up at his resolute face, and her worries gradually dissipated.

She unconsciously tightened her grip on Lin Zhou's neck. She knew her husband was never one to be bullied.

He possesses a keen business sense, as well as extraordinary courage and boldness.

She reached out and gently stroked Lin Zhou's cheek, saying softly, "I believe you. Just be careful and don't worry me and our son."

Looking into his wife's gentle eyes, Lin Zhou's ruthlessness instantly melted into tenderness.

He reached out and hugged her tightly, resting his chin on the top of her head, his voice gentle: "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

Once this investment is successful, my family and I will travel to the mainland and have a good time, visiting the Great Wall and the Forbidden City.

Su Wanqing leaned against him, nodded, and a relieved smile appeared on her lips.

The light in the study remained warm and yellow. Lin Zhou embraced his wife, his gaze gradually hardening.

As night deepened, the view from the villa's window revealed the dazzling nightscape of Hong Kong.

The neon lights of skyscrapers and the headlights of cars on the road are like a string of flowing pearls, shimmering with a mesmerizing light.

Lin Zhou knew that this investment in mainland China was destined to be fraught with difficulties. Suppression from foreigners, harassment from triads, and resistance from all sides awaited him.

But he was fearless because he had the stable Zhonghua Group and the booming mainland.

Lin Zhou looked down at his wife in his arms, gently patted Su Wanqing's back, and said softly, "Alright, it's getting late, you should go and rest."

"I'll come and keep you company once I finish writing this investment outline."

Su Wanqing nodded, got off his lap, gave him a few more instructions, telling him not to stay up too late, before turning and leaving the study.

The study returned to silence. Lin Zhou sat up straight, his mind returning to the space.