My Trillion-Dollar Assets is Exposed by My Wife’s Bragging!

Chapter 197 - 197: 197: One Person Confronting Tens of Millions of Others

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For more than ten minutes, Xaviera Lohill spoke, during which Yigol Novak listened quietly.

It wasn’t that Xaviera Lohill’s plan was particularly appealing, but rather, Yigol Novak didn’t quite grasp what she was talking about.

Yigol Novak may be a wealthy man, but he’s really just a third-rate graduate, and all his money was not earned through business methods. Hence, he hardly had any real experience to speak of.

However, he managed to grasp one key point.

Xaviera Lohill wanted to gather all the wealthy people together to form a collective of vested interests. She would then mediate among these wealthy people, connecting them, advancing their interests, and making a profit in the process, so that everyone involved could benefit.

After listening to her pitch, Yigol Novak didn’t hesitate to decline: “I’m sorry,

Miss Lohill, but I have no interest in your project.”

Yigol thought Xaviera Lohill was being too imaginative. The problem with wealthy people is that they are blind self-confidents and consider themselves powerful. Why would they ever allow someone else to lead them by the nose?

He couldn’t tell whether Xaviera was simply nave or overly ambitious.

Even though Yigol Novak knew little about social circles, he was aware that some things were essential to societal development.

Such as, traditional teahouses and inns, as well as modern hotels and upscale restaurants. These played the role of the invisible middleman among wealthy people. It was impossible to bypass them.

The existence of these places had evolved over thousands of years. They could not be disrupted by a mere upstart business.

Xaviera Lohill took a sharp breath after being rejected.

She was prepared for the possibility of rejection. After all, her idea was indeed difficult for many to accept. It wasn’t easy to challenge longstanding rules.

This was why her quest for investment had been so challenging.

But she didn’t expect Yigol Novak to reject her idea so conclusively.

Her project was a radical departure from the existing order, akin to challenging thousands if not millions of people. If things didn’t go well, she could very well end up being targeted by many. The possibility of ending up destroyed was quite high, while the chance of survival was small.

Xaviera had thought through all these issues clearly. She had considered potential problems she might face and had prepared solutions. However, these were specific details that she couldn’t explain in a few words.

If she had been dealing with someone else today, she would have left the moment Yigol started showing her the door.

But to her, Yigol Novak was a distinguished figure, a magnate among the big bosses who was influential and powerful. Moreover, his rejection was within her expectations, so she wasn’t likely to give up easily.

But now, Yigol Novak was already unsatisfied with her plan, and she didn’t have a concrete proposal on hand, preventing her from providing a more persuasive plan.

She had to be careful with her next words, lest she offended him and lost all chance of cooperation.

Just as Xaviera was about to stand and leave, she heard a woman’s voice: “Honey, I found what Miss Lohill was saying quite interesting. She seems to be fully prepared. Why don’t you hear her out.”

Xaviera turned to look and was immediately astonished.

She was indeed a great beauty, and it was rare for her to meet any woman whose looks surpassed her own. Even those few who did would be completely overshadowed by Xaviera’s presence. However, the woman before her seemed to lessen Xaviera’s aura drastically.

Xaviera herself didn’t care much for jewelry. She didn’t like wearing it and didn’t like seeing others don it, feeling they failed to compliment the beauty of the jewelry.

But the woman who descended the stairs had a ring on her finger. Perhaps because of the woman wearing it, the jewelry looked exceptionally beautiful in Xaviera’s eyes.

“Honey, you’re here. Go do what you want to do, you shouldn’t be bothered about stuff like this,” Yigol Novak stood and went over to Suri Drew, his face full of affection.

Xaviera was unexpectedly hit by a face full of their public display of affection (PDA). Being rejected wasn’t bad enough, they even showed off their loving relationship as she was leaving?

“Miss Lohill, don’t be in a hurry to leave. Wait a moment, I have something to discuss with my husband,” said Suri. After she confirmed Xaviera’s nod, she pulled Yigol Novak upstairs.

In the upstairs gym, Yigol Novak asked in confusion, “Honey, what’s going on?”

Suri replied, “Husband, I heard your conversation with Miss Lohill, and I think her concept is impressive. Why did you decline? Is it because her project seems unrealistic?”

“In fact, based solely on what she said, it does seem a bit unrealistic. But look at her. She is by no means an air-headed woman. Since she’s sought us out, she must have a thorough plan.”

“As she said, she didn’t bring a proposal today. Therefore, she couldn’t discuss many specific details with you,” Suri explained. “I encountered many such problems when I first started my career.”

Suri, as a person, was quite perceptive. If the woman downstairs had ulterior motives, she would have sensed it.

Yigol looked a bit stunned and ventured, “So, are you saying you’re interested in her project?”

Suri nodded, then shook her head. “It does seem very interesting, but I don’t know if it’s feasible. I also don’t know how far Miss Lohill has progressed in her plan or the results she’s achieved. I simply think it’s interesting and that you might want to explore it further.”

Yigol replied, “Honey, if you’re interested, then learn more. I’ll support whatever you want to do. But I have one condition. You can be involved but not in the forefront. That’s just too tiring.”

“What I mean is, you can’t let your work consume all your time and leave your husband here alone.”

Suri Drew chuckled at Yigol Novak’s words. However, they served as a reminder that many people lost their families because they devoted all their time and energy to their work..