Chapter 70: A Terrifying Premonition

Lin Fan said,
“I was also puzzled, so I specifically looked into it.
The conclusion is… everything's calm, nothing's wrong.
The only thing that could be considered news is that the Swiss National Bank injected some money recently because the euro exchange rate fluctuated too much, stabilizing market sentiment.”
In other words, the stars are still the same stars, the Swiss franc is still the same Swiss franc.
It's the same familiar formula, the same familiar taste, as always, “as stable as a rock.”
But why would Su Hao, this “financial wolf,” suddenly build up a large position in this “chicken rib” that’s “tasteless but hard to discard”?
“Chairman, didn’t you say you were going to talk to President Su later? Perhaps… you could subtly ask him about it…?”
Lin Fan tentatively suggested.
"No need," Huang Fengwen waved his hand, speaking decisively.
"What were the rules we set when we entrusted Su Hao with such extensive authority?
It was that the higher-ups would never interfere with any of his investment decisions!
Even if he only bought some Swiss francs, or even if he took all fifty billion and invested it in that wasteland behind our company!
We could only watch, without uttering a single word!"
This was the "sword of Damocles" Huang Fengwen had fought against all opposition to secure for Su Hao!
Absolute autonomy, and unquestionable trust!
No one, including himself as chairman, could interfere with Su Hao's investments or question his judgment!
"Oh, by the way, Chairman. You're flying to Saudi Arabia early tomorrow morning, right? Have you packed your luggage?"
Lin Fan changed the subject.
"Don't worry, everything's settled. My flight's early tomorrow morning, so I'm planning to leave work early today and get a good night's sleep."
"Sigh, I should have gone to Saudi Arabia with you this time, so I could look after you..." Lin Fan said regretfully.
"Hey, no way!" Huang Fengwen laughed and scolded.
"I'm the boss, you're the deputy. If I go on a long trip, don't you have to oversee all the company's affairs?
How can the boss and deputy be on the same flight?
What if something unexpected happens? Wouldn't the company be paralyzed on the spot?"
***
Su Hao was rarely summoned to the chairman's office by Huang Fengwen, this "big brother of the chairman."
Usually, if the two had something to discuss, they would either meet up privately for a barbecue and chat over food;
or they would simply meet in a game and get things done while fighting monsters.
But today, Huang Fengwen unusually "summoned" him to this office, a symbol of the pinnacle of power in the company.
"You brat!" Huang Fengwen launched into a tirade the moment Su Hao walked in, sounding like a worried, distraught father.
"How many times have I told you this in the game?
You can't just rely on your youth to mess around like this, playing games all night long. You'll ruin your health sooner or later!
And now, instead of gaming, you're trading forex all night, huh?
Your underlings all know to take turns resting, but you're carrying the load from start to finish. Do you think you're made of iron or something?"
"Uh… but I did make the company five percent profit, didn't I…?"
Su Hao rubbed his nose and muttered under his breath.
“Is this the time to worry about a little profit? Is five percent more important than your life?”
Huang Fengwen glared at him, spitting almost onto Su Hao's face.
“If you ruin yourself, who will take over your ‘top-tier’ department and this 5 billion yuan scheme?
Listen, from now on, if you dare to treat your body like an animal again, I'll freeze your foreign exchange account!
Even if you make billions, tens of billions, you'll still have them in your hands, but if you ruin your health, what good is it!”
Looking at Huang Fengwen's exasperated face, Su Hao felt a surge of warmth in his heart.
Well, it seems this “Chairman” really can't be the kind of heartless capitalist who only cares about money.
If it were any other company boss, seeing him working so hard, as long as it brought in substantial profits, they'd probably want him to work 24/7, not care about his well-being.
To be honest, Su Hao was genuinely a little touched.
“If there’s a next time, believe me, I’ll just revoke your forex trading privileges!”
Huang Fengwen threatened fiercely, but his tone held a hint of concern.
“Understood, Chairman, I promise there won’t be a next time.”
“I’ve already said, when it’s just the two of us in private, just call me ‘brother.’ Calling me ‘Chairman’ all the time sounds awkward.” Huang Fengwen said irritably.
“Hehe, that won’t do. This is the company, after all; there’s a hierarchy, and the rules can’t be broken. Outside, I’ll definitely call you brother, the best buddy kind!”
Su Hao chuckled and laughed.
"You little rascal..." Huang Fengwen shook his head helplessly, then changed the subject,
"Alright, don't linger at the company today. Get out of here and go home for a good night's sleep!
Look at your dark circles, they're practically hanging down to your chin!
Perfect, I'm leaving early today too, how about... we go together? I'll give you a ride home."
Upon hearing this, Su Hao quickly waved his hand, like shaking a rattle-drum:
"Oh, no, no! I still have a ton of things to finish, so I won't trouble you, Chairman.
By the way, how's your trip to Saudi Arabia going, brother?"
"Yeah, pretty much all set. Let me tell you, Saudi Arabia is rolling in oil! They're rolling in money!"
Huang Fengwen's eyes lit up at the mention of this.
"And, I've received definite news that Saudi Arabia is about to open its stock market to foreign investment for the first time in history!
It's like a huge, steaming, fragrant cake, with countless hungry wolves eyeing it.
Such a big piece of meat, how could I, as the head of the household, not go and smell it myself and take a bite?"
Saudi Arabia, the world's second-largest oil producer, is undeniably a super-rich country.
With its unique geographical advantages, they have so many US dollars they could bury people alive.
However, most Middle Eastern countries have one problem: they're too conservative, too closed off, and out of touch with the times.
However, the Saudi government seems to have finally seen the light in recent years. To further develop its economy, it has begun to shed its previously closed and conservative image, actively seeking openness and reform.
One major initiative is opening its domestic stock market to attract foreign investment.
“Alright, don’t worry about me.”
Huang Fengwen patted Su Hao on the shoulder, comforting him.
“This time I’ve made thorough preparations. I even brought an entire reinforced platoon of personnel…”
Huang Fengwen continued to boast to Su Hao about how thorough and foolproof his preparations for this business trip were, trying to reassure him.
However, at this moment—
“…?”
Su Hao’s pupils constricted sharply!
‘Holy crap?! This…this is…?!’
Just as Huang Fengwen was speaking excitedly and enthusiastically, a terrifying premonition that sent shivers down his spine, like an invisible giant hand, gripped his heart tightly!
Su Hao felt a sudden blur before his eyes, as if the entire world had instantly lost its color!
A powerful, almost soul-stirring tremor surged through his body like a raging torrent!
That sudden, irresistible, terrifying premonition made every hair on his body stand on end!
Almost out of animalistic instinct, he reached out and grabbed Huang Fengwen's arm tightly!
"Huh? Hey? You... what's wrong with you all of a sudden?!"
Huang Fengwen was startled by his sudden action, his words caught in his throat, and his body trembled involuntarily.
Su Hao's face turned deathly pale in an instant, and beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
He stared intently at Huang Fengwen, his voice hoarse and distorted with extreme shock and fear:
"Chairman... no! Brother Huang! The Middle East... you... you can... not go?!"