Although Amin felt uneasy without looking at the data, now that Li Ye, the God of Wealth, had arrived, there was an even more reassuring way.
"Mr. Li, whether it's the financial fluctuations in Lighthouse or Tokyo, they've been growing more and more intense these past few days, and they're increasingly matching our expectations. When do you think they'll reach the breaking point?"
Li Ye looked at Amin and asked in confusion, "Amin, you aren't in charge of this area, are you? Besides, why don't you ask your boss?"
Amin knew that Fu Guiru and Pei Wencong were engaging in financial speculation, but she was mainly responsible for the company's trade and internal affairs. She was a highly competent logistics-type employee, so Pei Wencong had not told her the details, and Li Ye did not want to say much either.
Amin smiled awkwardly and asked sheepishly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Li. I really shouldn't have asked, but this time, I handed all my possessions over to Abo. I really feel... panicked."
Li Ye asked in surprise, "You put your entire fortune into it? That doesn't suit your personality, does it?"
In Li Ye's mind, Amin had always been the sort of woman who sought stability with all her heart, unlike Pei Wencong, who loved going all in.
"Mr. Li, I'm not afraid of you laughing at me. Mr. Pei has treated me very well over the years, and I've saved quite a bit of money. It should have been enough to last me a lifetime, but my son... sigh."
Amin sighed and said helplessly, "When I had no money before, my son studied very hard. He came first in his class every time,
but after I became wealthy, he suddenly slackened off. This time, he did terribly in the joint exam.