The tea had been specially prepared by the teahouse for major clients in the VIP rooms. It was this year's newly harvested pre-Qingming Longjing. One leaf and one bud slowly unfurled in the warm, mellow tea. Its flavor was light and gentle, with a faint lingering sweetness.
Huo Baichuan poured Tao Yan a cup as well and gestured with a smile. "It tastes pretty good."
Tao Yan accepted the teacup and took a light sip. Finding that it truly did taste good, he tipped his head back and drained the cup in one go.
He Zhaoting watched with a smile. "The pre-Qingming tea here is quite good. If Mr. Tao likes it, you can take some with you when you leave. Consider it a small apology for my presumptuous interruption."
Tao Yan shook his head. "I drink tea just to quench my thirst. It's no different from drinking mineral water. I won't take what someone else likes."
He Zhaoting smiled faintly and continued, "I heard that when Mr. Tao and Mr. Huo first arrived on Hong Kong Island, you brought less than thirty million in capital. You opened an account at XX Securities, leveraged it tenfold, and in less than four months, your capital had grown by more than twenty times. You now have at least six hundred million in hand. Isn't it rather wasteful to let such a massive sum sit in the stock market as retail speculative capital?"
"You make a good point." Tao Yan nodded and said seriously, "That's why we switched to futures last month."
He Zhaoting took a deep breath. He felt that communicating with Tao Yan was somewhat impossible. He could also tell that Tao Yan seemed to have guessed what he wanted to say, yet had no intention of giving him the chance.