218: Chapter 218: The Favor of Everest Zuck 218: Chapter 218: The Favor of Everest Zuck Collins Brown was a bank employee, so she was very clear on how to make interbank transfers.

One morning, Yusuf Zuck transferred fourteen million to Collins’s account, and then converted four hundred million US Dollars into Chinese renminbi and deposited it into the Hua Xia Bank.

The account was opened under his own name, but the other two hundred and sixty million was kept under the name of Miles O’Brien.

After the procedures had been completed, the group of four went to a regular restaurant to discuss purchasing a grave for Lena Brown, and Collins decided that they would temporarily keep Lena’s death a secret from her parents, letting them believe that Lena was still abroad.

Otherwise, the elderly couple might not be able to bear the news.

Neither Collins nor Marlon Shepherd showed much joy at the recent acquisition of fourteen million US Dollars; having money was one thing, but losing a person was quite another, a pain that others couldn’t possibly fathom.

“Marlon, I want to register a company to do some stable small-scale trading, but I’m not sure what kind of business to start.

Do you have any suggestions?” Yusuf Zuck started to feel out Marlon Shepherd during their meal.

“With all that money you’ve got, you could just live off the bank interest and be rich for three generations.

Why bother doing any business?” Marlon Shepherd shook his head with a bitter smile.

“You’re being too vague.

Make your point more specific,” Collins interjected.

“There’s nothing particularly specific to say.

I have a few childhood friends around me, and now that I have money, I’d like to lend them a hand.

But if I gather them around me, I’m afraid people might start gossiping, accusing me of assembling a crowd of idlers and causing trouble.

It doesn’t sound good, so I want to start a company and put them on the company payroll,” Yusuf Zuck revealed his thoughts.

“I only know about finance and law, so I don’t really understand how to start a company.

But if you really want to start one, why not a financial investment firm?” Marlon Shepherd suddenly suggested.

“Here we go again,” Collins glared at Marlon Shepherd.

Marlon Shepherd gave an awkward smile and said no more.

“A financial investment company?

What do you mean?

Explain it to me,” Yusuf Zuck asked, curious.

“A financial investment company is a firm that makes equity investments in financial businesses, exercising rights and fulfilling obligations of capital contributors within the scope of their investment, according to the law, to achieve the preservation and appreciation of financial assets.

The company does not engage in any other commercial activities and does not interfere with the daily operations of its controlled financial entities,” Marlon explained after looking at Collins.

“For example, if a distillery is facing cash flow problems, and your investment firm steps in, you could exchange cash for shares or equity in the distillery, becoming a shareholder but not interfering with its normal operations.”

“Of course, you also have the function of shareholder supervision, which means you can periodically check the financial status of the distillery.

You can also intervene in unreasonable business operations, and if the equity you acquire is significant enough, you might even decide on the distillery’s management.”

“Certainly, those childhood friends you mentioned can also be placed in the distillery as shareholder representatives to perform comprehensive supervision and so on.”

“This could work.” Yusuf Zuck’s original intention was to put the money to work through various investments and then profit from them.

Eventually, he would not need to manage anything, but he would have a significant share in some industrial companies and receive dividends.

“Nevertheless, you’ll need a professional team for this, with financial investment agents who have a keen industry insight.

Otherwise, if you bring in those with poor judgment, they could invest your money into failing enterprises and, in the end, you might end up losing everything!”

“I’ll think about it.

In a few days, after we have chosen the gravesite, I’ll come back to discuss it with you, okay?”

“Sure, we’re friends.

I can definitely give you some advice,” Marlon Shepherd nodded.

“Let’s leave it at that then.

I’ll call you once Lena’s ashes arrive,” Yusuf Zuck said.

He wanted to wait a few days because he was also waiting for the results of Samuel Ross’s investigation.

If he was going to entrust his money to Marlon for investment, he needed to understand everything about Marlon.

In the morning, he had taken a moment to send Samuel Ross the relevant information about Marlon and had instructed him to not only organize an investigation but also to hire two additional investigation firms to act separately.

The conclusion of one investigation firm couldn’t be trusted, which is why he approached two at once—by comparing their findings, Yusuf would know everything Marlon had been involved in since his childhood.

Marlon Shepherd still hadn’t completely earned his trust, but he also sensed that Marlon was ambitious.

If he really could become his right-hand man, then his career could develop even faster and reach greater heights.

After saying goodbye to Marlon and his wife, Yusuf Zuck then dropped Miles O’Brien off at the Ruiz Family estate, and without notifying anyone, he immediately headed to the Fragrant Hills villa to find Everest Zuck, the master.

He needed to find a good gravesite for Lena Brown and ask Everest to conduct a spiritual rite to transcend Lena’s soul.

Lena’s death was untimely, so it was necessary to give her restless spirit some peace.

Everest was at home, and Miss Faye Webb greeted him, leading him directly to Everest’s study.

Everest seemed to have a particular fondness for reading, always holed up in his study whenever he could.

“Little brother, you’ve come.

Stand still, don’t move!” As soon as Yusuf walked in, Everest got up and signaled Yusuf not to move.

Yusuf didn’t know what he was up to, and Miss Faye Webb just smiled cheerfully.

Everest picked up a flower vase from the desk, similar to the one in the hands of Goddess Guanyin, and then poured the water from the vase onto his hands and sprayed it all over Yusuf!

Yusuf rolled his eyes; Everest was being cryptic and bizarre.

“Don’t be reluctant.

You are shrouded by too much of a murderous aura, I can smell it even if others can’t.

It’s strong enough to hit the nose, and the aura hasn’t faded yet.

Let’s cleanse you a bit.” Everest had seen the news and, of course, knew that the incident in Las Vegas was Yusuf’s doing.

After the water was sprinkled and Faye had left, Everest said with a smile, “The authorities haven’t been looking for you, have they?”

“They have, but they didn’t find me,” Yusuf replied, repeating what Miles had told him.

“Hmm, they won’t be looking for you anymore.” Everest smiled, “I gave them a heads up, saying your passport had been lost and your photo and name were stolen by someone else.

But I am curious, how come there was no record of you leaving the country?

How did you leave, and how did you come back?”

“Flew there, flew back,” Yusuf chuckled, “I never actually left the country.

My passport really is lost.

Scared me to death, I became a terrorist!”

“Ha-ha!” Everest laughed heartily, pointing at Yusuf.

Yusuf was quite the schemer.

“Impressive, little brother.

You made the Yanks look like fools and still got away with it.

I am thoroughly convinced this time.

But what brings you here today?” Everest’s familiarity with Yusuf had grown so much that they seemed very close to each other now.

“My friend died, a woman in her twenties, died abroad.

Her ashes won’t arrive until the day after tomorrow.

I was hoping you could help choose a gravesite for her and help her spirit transcend.

Her death was rather tragic, and it was my fault!”

“Sure, no problem.

I’ll get the gravesite sorted out for you tomorrow.

I’m not too good with transcending rituals, but I can get in touch with a few monks from the HuGuo Temple for you.

We can have a ritual performed then!”

“Thank you so much, brother,” Yusuf expressed his gratitude.

“Don’t thank me yet; I have a favor to ask of you!” Everest said with a smile, “I would’ve come to find you in a day or two if you hadn’t shown up.”

“You need to accompany me on a trip to Hunan; it might be dangerous, and I need your help,” Everest stated with an amused look at Yusuf.

Yusuf was taken aback for a moment but then nodded with a wry smile.

He had sought help from Everest, who promptly agreed and had done him a few good turns before, so this was an obligation.

Of course, he knew that Everest taking him along wouldn’t be for anything good!