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第五百四十七章 投资的天才

The contribution rate for this fundraising effort exceeded He Zhenghao's expectations.

When he announced that Li Fan was about to restart the fundraising plan, the many cultivators in Congyunhai were eager not to miss out on this rare chance to make a fortune. They rushed to transfer their contributions to He Zhenghao without hesitation.

He Zhenghao was busy and yet happy with his efforts. In just under seven days, he had already reached half of his goal, receiving nearly 53 million in contributions.

Handling such a massive amount of contributions subtly changed He Zhenghao's mindset.

"Ah, what kind of life did I lead before meeting the Secret Envoy?"

"For petty amounts like tens or hundreds of thousands of contributions, I had to pinch pennies and live in constant fear."

"It was truly humiliating!"

Recalling his past, He Zhenghao couldn't help but shake his head with a sigh.

"Fortunately, those hard days are gone forever!"

He Zhenghao looked at the steadily increasing numbers on his statistics, feeling an overwhelming excitement.

If everything went as planned, after this fundraising ended, the Secret Envoy should still give me some of the profits, just like before...

Even if it was only one percent...

No, even a third of one percent would be enough for He Zhenghao. After all, based on the Secret Envoy's abilities, earning an equivalent profit to his investment wasn't difficult.

That meant he could at least get 300,000 contributions as a reward...

Thinking about this, He Zhenghao couldn't help but smile foolishly.

After a long time, he finally snapped out of his reverie and started planning to transfer the contributions to the Secret Envoy. However, an unexpected situation quickly caught him off guard.

The Heavenly Mirror竟然 informed him that it could not find a trading partner, resulting in a failed transaction.

Droplets of sweat instantly fell from He Zhenghao's forehead.

There were only two possible reasons for this situation:

Either he had made a mistake and the wrong person was targeted, or the other party had temporarily suspended all functions on the Heavenly Mirror.

He Zhenghao quickly realized where the problem lay.

The first scenario clearly couldn't be true. The Secret Envoy was an officially appointed leader of a sect by the Immortal Alliance.

So...

Recalling Li Fan's deep-seated decision to close himself off and not allow anyone to disturb him, as well as leaving behind a spirit tablet for emergencies,

"Shit!" He Zhenghao pounded his thigh.

"It seems this really is the test that Gao Yuan mentioned."

He Zhenghao looked at the astronomical numbers on his account, his face turning pale.

What had once seemed like a pleasant contribution now felt like a death sentence.

"Shit, shit. Although my investment skills are unparalleled, it's not always appropriate to use them."

"A few tens or hundreds of thousands in contributions, I can manage."

"But with over a hundred million in contributions, how could I possibly handle that?"

"If I made a profit, that would be fine. But if I lost money, wouldn't I have to make up for the loss?"

The more He Zhenghao thought about it, the more he felt terrified.

He knew too well that those cultivators who had sought his help today called him "Friend He" and "Brother He" out of courtesy, but only because they could make a profit.

If their accumulated contributions were lost in this fundraising plan, they would likely tear him apart alive.

He Zhenghao felt dizzy and weak, nearly collapsing to the ground. In that moment, he had an impulse to flee with the money.

However, he managed to maintain his composure.

Shaking his head, He Zhenghao dismissed such a suicidal idea and hurriedly found Gao Yuan.

Upon hearing this, Gao Yuan's expression turned serious.

He didn't immediately give advice but instead frowned, deep in thought.

He Zhenghao couldn't interrupt him and sat anxiously waiting.

After a while, Gao Yuan's frown eased, his face clearing up.

"Friend He, don't worry. You needn't take any rash actions. Just wait for the Secret Envoy's instructions," he comforted.

"Why is that?" He Zhenghao was surprised.

Gao Yuan smiled confidently and said, "Who is the Secret Envoy?"

"He may not care much about these 100 million contributions, but even I know such a large sum of money cannot be handled by an ordinary person."

"Friend He, although you have a good reputation, it's clear that you can't manage this profit either," He Zhenghao admitted.

"That is the point. Since we all understand this, how could the Secret Envoy not see it?"

"Do you remember the spirit tablet he left us? When he instructed us to use it to contact him."

"But think about it; the spirit tablet contains a fragment of his consciousness. So naturally, he can also contact us through it," He Zhenghao realized.

"The 100 million contributions will be handled as the Secret Envoy has planned. Just do what you are told and complete the fundraising," Gao Yuan advised.

"Remember, subordinates should not make decisions on their own or act too cleverly."

"This time, you were fortunate to come to me for advice instead of panicking and using the spirit tablet directly."

"Otherwise, this test would have failed you," Gao Yuan said earnestly.

He Zhenghao thought deeply, gulped, and quickly bowed to Gao Yuan.

"Thank you, Brother Gao, for your help. If there's anything I can do in the future, just let me know!"

"Haha, He Brother is too polite. In the Secret Envoy's service, we need to look out for each other," Gao Yuan replied politely.

With Gao Yuan's guidance, He Zhenghao finally felt relieved and rushed back to continue his fundraising plan.

Watching He Zhenghao leave, Gao Yuan's expression was mysterious.

He repeatedly tried to win He Zhenghao over because he saw him as having a special status in the Secret Envoy's eyes.

Though both were tools, there was no doubt that some tools were more favored than others.

Those who worked well were often used again.

And He Zhenghao seemed to fit this category.

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