In any case, in less than half a month, the money in their hands had multiplied like snowflakes, rolling into more and more until it reached an astonishing figure—at least, it was astonishing in the eyes of ordinary people.
Now that they had money and an investment target, it was naturally time to take action.
Though "taking advantage of the chaos" would be a more accurate way to put it than "investing"!
Su Qiao had learned this move from her Doggo.
She remembered that in one plane, her Doggo had been labeled by the foreign financial world as "the cold-blooded killer of the financial world."
Any enterprise or company he set his sights on was like a flock being watched by a ravenous wolf. In the end, it would either be swallowed whole or have a large chunk of flesh bitten off. Either way, things never ended well.
Of course, although Su Qiao had picked up a few tricks, she was not a professional after all and could only make small moves.
After investigating through various channels, she hired a professional manager at a high salary to handle all the affairs on her behalf.
His name was Pan Junxi. It was a pleasant name, and he was a gentleman with impeccable manners. Although he was only twenty-eight, he was shrewd and decisive, making him a very capable partner.
Most importantly, this man had suffered betrayal by his business partner several months earlier and was now at the lowest point of his career.
He desperately needed money to repay his debts and save his family home.
After meeting him in a private room at a café, Su Qiao's appearance clearly surprised him, but he did not underestimate her or make any inappropriate display.
When Su Qiao handed him an employment contract,