When I mentioned I was doing this blogging project, he suggested I speak to others and gave me contact numbers for each. It was those others who said, "You really need to talk to Billy."
One day, I finally got the chance. We met in his tastefully-decorated home in Portola Valley. I soon realized why everyone wanted me to listen to this amazing man's story.
Billy Lee was born in 1932 in Shanghai to a very wealthy
family. His grandfather owned a printing company, Da Ye Gongsi, which printed calendars and miscellaneous things. But that was not what made the family
THAT wealthy.
Family legend has it that one day Billy’s father—who had
studied in the U.S. at Philips Academy, then Amherst College, and returned to Shanghai
to work for the printing company-- was walking along Nanjing road after a
torrential rain. A black sedan pulled up to the curb in front of him. A
chauffeur emerged and ran around to open the door for a woman in a lovely cheongsam
dress. Billy’s father saw that she would not be able to navigate the sidewalk
without stepping in a puddle and soiling her dress. His chivalrous nature—and
perhaps the knowledge of a few western films-- took hold. He ran forward, took
off his coat, and draped it across the sidewalk. The woman, impressed
by this act of kindness, turned out to be the wife of the chairman of the Bank
of China.
Da Ye Gongsi's Ten Dollar Bill |
Da Ye Gongsi's Five Dollar Bill |
Thereafter Billy's father had the job of printing China's currency. “Once my father got the currency job from the government,
they didn’t print anything but that. Once inflation occurred, that’s how my
father got really, really wealthy. He started investing in real estate. "
"At one
time he owned the tallest building in Shanghai.”
(To Be Continued. Next: Some Things Money Can't Fix)
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