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Chapter 894 - 462: Has Memory Declined as You’ve Gotten Older?_1
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Chapter 894: Chapter 462: Has Memory Declined as You’ve Gotten Older?_1

"Do all scientific researchers have this much money?"

"Even the most top-notch researchers, the most top-notch mathematicians, physicists, they’re talking about a hundred million just like that!"

"A hundred million!"

Zhou Haoren was taken aback by Zhao Yi’s boldness. As the general manager of Red Wind Industry, he had seen vast amounts of money move, not just a hundred million, but hundreds of millions, even tens of billions, and even hundreds of billions were common, but those large sums usually occurred in transactions between big corporations. It was extremely rare for an individual to use a hundred million in cash to purchase stock.

That was working capital!

Even some listed companies couldn’t easily come up with a hundred million in cash all at once.

With Zhao Yi casually mentioning a hundred million, Zhou Haoren felt a twinge of panic. He considered himself quite wealthy, with assets worth tens of millions, but most of it was in stocks and fixed assets; being able to produce a few million in liquid funds was already good. He had assumed Zhao Yi would be the same, putting up a few million or tens of millions for a stock investment, hoping to make a small profit. He had decided to indulge him a little by transferring some of his own shares to him.

"A hundred million?"

"Stop joking!"

Watching Zhao Yi’s departing figure, Zhou Haoren couldn’t help but smirk, "Looks like Academician Zhao also has shares in Yutu Robotics? Right, Academician Zhao is indeed wealthy."

"But..."

"A hundred million, for investing in Red Wind Industry’s stocks?"

Zhou Haoren silently shook his head, finding it unreliable. He thought it would be better to just keep the money in the bank; at four or five percent interest a year, that’s four or five million, a steady income. The probability of losing money on Red Wind Industry’s stock seemed higher than the chance of making a profit.

"It seems Academician Zhao doesn’t understand investing!" Zhou Haoren thought to himself, "Whether it’s value investing or chasing hot stocks to make a quick buck, Red Wind Industry isn’t a good option."

"But I’ve fulfilled my duty to warn him; if he incurs a loss, it’s not my fault."

"However..."

"Spindle research and development? That’s something I could show to Academician Zhao. Maybe he does have some good ideas?"

Zhou Haoren had a positive attitude towards Zhao Yi’s R&D capabilities, as Zhao Yi had achieved results across multiple fields. Maybe he would have a unique perspective on spindle research and development as well?

If there could be any progress in spindle R&D, that would be fantastic; the spindle is the core of equipment technology, and any improvement could lead to enormous benefits.

...

Zhao Yi and Zhou Haoren had finalized the details on spindle R&D and stock acquisition. After the meetings before the new year had concluded, Zhao Yi drove straight back to Yanhua University, and the first thing he did was contact Zhang Zhen.

Zhang Zhen was Zhao Yi’s ’financial manager.’

Although previously he had only been responsible for managing finances abroad, getting a promotion wasn’t anything major. Zhao Yi tasked Zhang Zhen with contacting Red Wind Industry and negotiating with General Manager Zhou Haoren to discuss the technical issues of spindle R&D and how to carry out technological research cooperation.

In addition, it was time to acquire the stocks.

"You want to buy Red Wind Industry’s stock? A hundred million in funds?" Zhang Zhen was quite astonished upon hearing this.

"Yes, I’ve already decided. I’ll buy their stocks. After all, keeping money in the bank just leads to devaluation. It’s better to invest!" Zhao Yi said earnestly.

Zhang Zhen didn’t question the investment in Red Wind Industry as Zhou Haoren had; unlike Zhou Haoren, he knew Zhao Yi all too well.

Would Zhao Yi make a losing investment?

Impossible!

Look at the stocks he’s invested in overseas, they’re all ones that have soared greatly. He’s also bought some domestically, including what’s considered ’worthless’ Bitcoin. It seems anything Zhao Yi buys just keeps on rising.

Therefore, Zhang Zhen had no doubts about Zhao Yi’s decision. Talk of ’military-industrial’ prospects being dim didn’t apply to Zhao Yi, not to mention that Zhao Yi seemed to have some sort of technical R&D connection with Red Wind Industry.

Zhang Zhen linked the technological research with stock investment, and it sent a shiver through him, "Could it be insider industry information?"

"Zhao Yi’s moves are never ordinary!"

"Should I also buy some?" He pondered deeply as he looked at the more than five hundred thousand in his securities account.

Although he was certain of Zhao Yi’s substantial investment, the capital of both parties was different; perhaps at a certain point, their investments would diverge greatly.

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...

Meanwhile, Zhao Yi was quite relaxed.

After delegating the tasks to Zhang Zhen before the new year, he had no pressure in either research or life and could have a peaceful new year.

That evening, he waited for Lin Xiaoqing who had come over for the holiday.

Lin Xiaoqing, recommended for postgraduate studies at their law school, had a relatively easy academic load, but as graduation approached, there was still a lot to be done; she had been busy for a while.

Having finished her tasks, Lin Xiaoqing couldn’t wait to come over to Zhao Yi’s place.

The two did not go home for the new year.

Zhao Yi had to frequently visit the university’s laboratories and research institutes, as there was always something to find him for; they only stayed in the apartment in the neighboring neighborhood for one day before simply making the teachers’ building their home, and even brought gifts to visit old Master He Mingcheng.

In recent years, He Mingcheng had aged some more.

The old man was very conscious of his health, but after all, aging took its toll, and his physical condition had noticeably declined. Two years ago, he could still engage in mathematical discussions with Zhao Yi, and even guide Zhao Yi on some fundamental issues.

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