A few simple sentences left the salesperson utterly dumbfounded.
What’s going on?
Just a moment ago, they said it wasn’t for sale, and now they’re giving it away for free?
Are rich people these days so capricious, treating money like it’s nothing? A villa worth millions, just handed over like that?
Why not give me one too?
What he didn’t know was that the Maybach worth tens of millions parked outside was also a gift from the man on the phone.
Not long after the call ended, a Porsche sports car screeched to a halt in front of the sales office. Yu Mo rushed out in a flurry.
"Sister Yutong, I’ve brought the property deed. When should we go transfer ownership? Today’s a weekday—no time like the present, let’s do it now!"
Liu Yutong: "…"
Why does it feel like you’re more eager than I am?
So desperate to give it away?
Yu Mo glanced at the salesperson standing awkwardly nearby, then pulled out 100,000 yuan from his bag and tossed it to them. "This is your commission. Go do whatever you need to do—I’ll handle things here."
After spending so much time with Yu Xin, Yu Mo had learned some etiquette. The salesperson had helped, after all, so a commission was only fair.
The salesperson clutched the money, stunned.
This was none other than the newly appointed chairman of Yu Corporation!
For someone like him to be this deferential—just how important was this woman?
He memorized Liu Yutong’s face, vowing to treat her like royalty if he ever saw her again.
The news of Yu Corporation’s leadership change had already been publicly announced.
Gossip-loving netizens were well aware.
No one expected Yu Mo, barely in his twenties, to take the reins, instantly becoming Bright Pearl City’s youngest billionaire.
Under Yu Mo’s lead, the three of them went to inspect the property.
Liu Yutong took a quick look around. The modern decor was nice, but the lack of furniture made it feel empty. Still, that wasn’t an issue—new furniture could be bought.
"Sister Yutong, do you like it? My dad bought this place. If you want it, it’s yours."
Liu Yutong: "…"
"It’s not bad. I’ll pay you the full amount—no need to give it to me."
Yu Mo panicked, waving his hands. "No, no, Sister Yutong, you’re embarrassing me! What’s a villa worth? I can’t take your money."
Liu Yutong: "Oh? So your company’s finances are doing well, then?"
Yu Mo deflated instantly. "Sister Yutong, nothing gets past you… To be honest, I haven’t been sleeping well lately."
Only after taking the helm did he realize how tough it was to run a major company.
With no prior experience managing a corporation, he’d been thrust into the role unprepared, and the chaos was inevitable.
Yu Corporation was facing serious challenges.
After his stepmother and her associates were arrested for money laundering through the company’s accounts, those accounts were frozen for investigation, leaving some funds inaccessible until the probe concluded.
On top of that, the management shake-up had disrupted operations.
In short, Yu Mo had inherited a sinking ship.
One misstep, and the company could go bankrupt.
Having fought so hard to take control, he couldn’t let that happen.
So when he heard Liu Yutong was house-hunting, he rushed over—partly to seek her advice, but also to ask for a bridge loan of tens of millions from the Dragon Society.
In the current climate, banks wouldn’t lend to his company.
Of course, a bridge loan required collateral. He planned to mortgage an under-construction residential project owned by the group, repaying the loan once sales began or the accounts were unfrozen.
Truthfully, he was desperate.
As a Yu Corporation board member, Liu Yutong was well aware of its struggles.
Compared to its past, the company was in dire straits, but this was temporary.
Yu Corporation’s strong foundation meant it would recover once the financial crisis passed and the real estate market boomed in 2009.
Still, if Yu Mo needed a loan, she could provide it.
While Yu Corporation couldn’t secure bank financing, she could. By next month, she planned to announce another round of employee stock offerings to raise tens of millions for emergency funds.
Honestly, Liu Yutong almost felt her employees were too poor. If they could raise a billion, everything would be easier.
They’d all have to work harder to prosper together.
After a moment’s thought, she said to Yu Mo, "I can lend you 30 to 50 million short-term, but you’ll mortgage one of your nearly completed projects to me, with interest."
"Next, spread positive news—like taking a newspaper editor to lunch and ‘casually’ mentioning the high-speed rail project coming to the south district…
"Also, hype up your billion-dollar commercial project in the north. Say the government’s investing in a massive riverside park nearby—that’ll drive up land prices… Then repaint a few excavators at the site and hang ‘Priority Project’ banners…"
Liu Yutong listed many such tactics.
Yu Mo grew uneasy. "Isn’t that… lying?"
Liu Yutong said calmly, "I never lie."
Yu Mo: "???"
What did that mean? He didn’t get it.
She didn’t explain further. "Just do as I say."
Not daring to ask more, Yu Mo hurriedly took her to finalize the property transfer.
On their way out, he noticed Liu Yutong glance at his new Porsche and nearly offered to give it to her too.
But she’d never ask—she was too reserved, only accepting gifts when forced.
Such were the nuances of favors.
With the transfer complete, Liu Yutong officially owned her first property.
Though technically free, she’d given Yu Mo valuable advice—it wasn’t charity.
Soon, Yu Mo sprang into action.
Online, in local papers, rumors spread like wildfire. Newspapers still had reach back then.
Yu Mo waxed poetic about urban development, with the south district high-speed rail and north district riverside park stealing headlines.
Bright Pearl City’s real estate moguls scoffed—no way the south district would get the rail.
But soon, the first rumor was confirmed.
An official announcement placed the high-speed rail station south.
Days later, news broke of massive investment in the riverside park, meaning north district riverfront land would skyrocket in value.
Yu Corporation suddenly rose to fame, and Yu Mo's name began to circulate widely among the public.
Titles like "Bright Pearl City's wealthiest billionaire under thirty," "the new helm of Yu Corporation," and "a visionary ahead of his time" were lavished upon him, practically elevating him to legendary status.
The outside world had three main reactions.
The business magnates of Bright Pearl City were utterly stunned, shocked by the accuracy of Yu Mo's intel.
Government officials were equally astonished, wondering how Yu Corporation had gotten wind of the news—they had only just received official confirmation from higher-ups.
As for Yu Mo himself, he was beyond stunned.
Liu Yutong's words had practically materialized into reality!
No wonder she had said, "I never lie."
Her sources were alarmingly well-connected!
Especially when he recalled the timing of Liu Yutong's acquisition of the three southern plots—including the one later sold to Yu Corporation—all located around the high-speed rail station.
A little deeper thought sent chills down his spine.
Her connections must reach the highest echelons of power.
He was almost certain that even Bright Pearl City's officials hadn't known the news as early as Liu Yutong.
Clearly, Liu Yutong's success wasn't just due to her competence—her network was rock-solid. Thank goodness he'd latched onto her coattails early.
Yu Mo and Yu Corporation had barely basked in the spotlight when an even more explosive headline appeared in the Bright Pearl City Economic Daily:
"The 18-Year-Old Prodigy: Bright Pearl City's Most Beautiful Campus Belle, Dragon Country's Youngest Self-Made Female Billionaire—Who Is She?"
