Although Yusuf Zuck made over six billion in a short period of time, he did not pursue expansion beyond his planned investments in Australia’s mineral resources and entrance into the Australian real estate market. After giving the money to Marlon Shepherd, he ordered Shepherd to spare no expense in initiating the complete takeover plan for the Wilcox family in Los Angeles. If six billion wasn’t enough, he was prepared to inject more. Marlon Shepherd hadn’t expected to receive a lump sum of six billion, so with such a large amount of money, he wasn’t quite sure how to spend it. Therefore, while he was recruiting a large number of talents, he was also unfolding the acquisition of the Wilcox family’s business. Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs noveⅼfire.net His team was growing larger with more and more elite members—some of whom Yusuf Zuck didn’t even recognize or know about. Yusuf Zuck had given him enough authority to mobilize all available funds, which is why Shepherd kept hiring talent with high salaries. It was heard that he even went to the United States a few days ago and paid a visit to Wall Street, but what he did exactly, Yusuf Zuck didn’t ask, because he trusted him. "Continue, don’t stop, at least ten billion US dollars to the account within a month!" Yusuf Zuck replied back. "That will be enough, the Wilcox family doesn’t have that much liquidity," Shepherd responded. "Be cautious of their external support," Yusuf Zuck thought before saying, "They have close ties with the Ross Family." "If the Ross Family gets involved, we could be completely wiped out!" Shepherd immediately answered. "Don’t worry, the Ross Family may not necessarily intervene, and if it really comes down to it in the end, I’ll find you some help!" Yusuf Zuck replied. "Alright, actually there’s not much of an issue, we’ve prepared some contingencies, so even if the Ross Family gets involved, it won’t leave us with nothing. I’m not one to put all my eggs in one basket!" Shepherd sent a smiley face. "That’s also what I appreciate about you." Yusuf Zuck turned off the computer without continuing the conversation with Shepherd. The teahouse was doing well with a total of six Tea Artists, half of whom were Chinese and the other three Japanese women. After taking over, Yusuf Zuck didn’t dismiss those three Japanese girls, and he had to admit that they were quite good and were attracting customers effectively. It was lunchtime, not the best time for tea, so there were only one or two tables of customers, with the Tea Artists chatting among themselves. "Boss, you need a haircut, your hair is getting so long," a Japanese Tea Artist teased Yusuf Zuck playfully in English. Yusuf Zuck’s hair had not been cut for over two months, so it was covering his ears, and he had also grown a beard—not a full beard, just a mustache connecting the upper lip and the nose, which looked rather sexy. "I’m not planning to get it cut. Haircuts cost money," Yusuf Zuck said with a laugh. The Tea Artists all laughed, amused by the idea of their wealthy boss not having the money for a haircut. After chatting with the Tea Artists for a while in the teahouse, Yusuf Zuck ordered the chef to prepare lunch, as it was time to eat. They had been eating from the same Chinese restaurant every day, which Yusuf Zuck had chosen after trying out many, as it was quite palatable. Therefore, all their meals were delivered from this restaurant. Just as he returned to the backyard, he suddenly heard a noise in the room—the sound of a phone ringing. Yusuf Zuck frowned. This was a new phone with a new local Los Angeles number, known by very few people. Moreover, he had given explicit instructions that no one should call unless it was something very important. He strode quickly into the bedroom and picked up the phone. The ring had just stopped, and to his surprise, there were six missed calls. Yusuf Zuck checked and found that all the calls had been made by Elena. "What’s up with this girl?" Yusuf Zuck was about to redial when the phone rang again, still Elena calling. Yusuf Zuck picked up the phone and placed it to his ear without speaking immediately. "Thank heavens, my God, you finally answered the phone," Elena said with a hint of a sob, "Boss, I’ve been kidnapped, and they want to meet you. I told them the boss wouldn’t meet with me privately, and killing me would be pointless, but Elena doesn’t want to die just yet, so that’s why I’m calling you. So, do you want Elena to die?" "Kidnapped?" Yusuf Zuck was stunned for a moment. There must be someone else with Elena. The reason she asked and spoke was to covertly notify him that someone was looking for him, and they had found her first. She was under threat! "Hand the phone to them," Yusuf Zuck said indifferently. "Hello, esteemed Mr. Angel!" The person also spoke in English. "What’s the matter?" Yusuf Zuck asked indifferently, yet at the same time, he was extremely alarmed. Who was this person who had managed to find him? "It’s , Mr. Angel, an elderly gentleman in our family has fallen ill and needs your treatment, but we don’t have the Purple Pearl," the caller explained. "Without the Purple Pearl, there’s nothing to discuss!" Yusuf Zuck said coldly. "Don’t you care about Elena’s life?" the other person questioned in response. "You can kill her, I don’t care!" Yusuf Zuck sneered. "Alright then, Mr. Angel, how about a large sum of US Dollars? Ten billion? Twenty billion or however much, you name the price, we really need your treatment!" "Without the Purple Pearl, prepare ten billion US Dollars, otherwise just go ahead and kill Elena!" Yusuf Zuck said nonchalantly. "Heavens, why don’t you just rob someone?" the person on the phone exclaimed. "I am robbing you. If you don’t have it, then get lost!" Yusuf Zuck hung up the phone directly, and his gaze became icy, Elena might betray him, but he no longer cared. If the other party dared to come to this teahouse, then he wouldn’t hesitate to kill at ten paces, wiping out the entire gang! The phone rang again, and it was still Elena’s number. "Alright, alright, ten billion, you say? As long as you cure our elderly gentleman, ten billion it is," the person on the other end compromised. Yusuf Zuck was momentarily stunned. In this world, how many people could cough up ten billion in cash in one go? How wealthy must this family be? "Elena knows my bank account number. Transfer the ten billion to my account, then tell me the address," Yusuf Zuck said indifferently. "What makes us believe you?" the other person asked. "If you don’t trust me, then forget it," Yusuf Zuck hung up the phone once more. This time, they didn’t call back, but after about fifteen minutes, Yusuf Zuck really did receive a text message on his phone confirming the deposit of ten billion US Dollars! Yusuf Zuck was completely dumbfounded, although he knew the world was full of hidden tycoons, this level of lavishness was a first for him. Ten billion US Dollars, and it was paid without much haggling. Yusuf Zuck swallowed hard, finding it unbelievable. The phone rang once more: "So, Mr. Angel, have you received the bank transfer information? Also, our car is on its way to your teahouse. Please get in our car when it arrives, it’s a black Bentley." Yusuf Zuck didn’t respond but simply hung up the phone, walked to his bed, retrieved an ancient sword hidden underneath, and changed into a black and red robe in his wardrobe. The sword was concealed inside the robe, invisible to others; that was the advantage of wearing such a robe. At the same time, Yusuf Zuck made his way to the front of the teahouse, watching coldly out the window! PS: Here is the second update, continue to cast your votes, fellows. Next month, the uncle goes for the monthly ticket leaderboard, can you all give the uncle some strength? Everyone has monthly tickets at the beginning of the month, either two or three, and you can cast two votes every day. Remember to vote at the beginning of the month, bowing in gratitude.