In 1983, the Shenzhen Special Economic Zone was in full swing.
As a retired military officer, Gu Xiao was in dire straits at the headquarters: foreign capital had withdrawn and foreign exchange was in short supply.
Returning home late at night, he bumped into his newlywed wife Su Wan speaking in English on the satellite phone in the kitchen: "All in Hong Kong stocks!"
On the stove, the Financial Times was scattered with oil stains, and his late-night chicken soup was still simmering in the iron pot.
"Wanwan, are you speculating?" Gu Xiao tightened his grip on the gun.
Su Wan turned around, smiled, and put the Swiss account passbook into his hand: "Husband, is this enough for you to attract investment?"
Three days later, when a Hong Kong businessman came to the door with the divestment documents, Gu Xiao slapped the passbook on the table:
"Foreign exchange? My wife has enough control."
The entire SAR exploded: The doting wife is actually the Midas touch on Wall Street?
