Rebirth of the King of Waves

Chapter 65 Passersby with Heads Down

"Dear passengers..."

8:42 pm, outside BJXX International Airport.

Lu Xueqin, looking exhausted, got into Guo Chen's Mazda.

"Mr. Lu, cell phone." Guo Chen took out a new cell phone and handed it to Lu Xueqin.

Lu Xueqin took it as a matter of course, opened the package quickly, put in the new SIM card, and turned on the phone.

After a while, when the car was on the road, Lu Xueqin also saw the latest box office situation of "Where to Catch Me 2".

The relevant news page is filled with reports about "Nezha 2" topping the Chinese box office championship.

Lu Xueqian's face darkened slightly, but he didn't say anything. He simply asked, "Have you preserved all the evidence that Ning Bishu violated the contract?"

Guo Chen said hurriedly, "Yes, I've taken screenshots of everything. I also asked Lao Zhao from the notary office to notarize it this morning."

"Director Zhao had a good New Year." Lu Xueqin smiled.

Guo Chen was silent for a moment, then couldn't help but whisper, "XX Media's stock price has been rising well today, hitting the daily limit for two consecutive days. Lawyer Mu said she can't buy in after 9 a.m., so she wants to buy some tomorrow."

Lu Xueqian thought for a moment and said, "Just buy it if you need to. It doesn't conflict with our agreement."

Guo Chen nodded.

Lu Xueqian asked him again: "Did you buy it?"

“I didn’t buy it.”

Guo Chen forced a smile. "Why would anyone buy this kind of stock? It's purely market impulse. It might drop tomorrow. Besides, to be honest, I wasn't optimistic about 'Nezha 2' in the first place. The fact that this kind of movie is so popular is purely due to the public's lack of aesthetic taste."

Lu Xueqin did not comment on Guo Chen's words.

He lowered his head again and flipped through Ning Bishu's blog.

When he saw the message Ning Bishu sent that morning about the profit of more than 1000 million in the stock account, he couldn't help but frown.

The imbalance in my heart is very difficult to describe in words.

He, Lu Xueqin, has been active in the legal profession for decades and is considered a second-rate figure in the BJ legal profession. He enjoys a certain reputation in the judicial community.

But after all these years, he has only managed to accumulate assets worth five or six million.

Even the cash in my pocket is only a little over a hundred.

It looks glamorous, but in fact, in a place like the capital, it can only maintain the most superficial level of decency.

But what about finishing the book?
Lu Xueqian didn't look like a high-caliber talent, but with just one gamble, he'd amassed tens of millions in just a few days. And remember, that was cash!

Over 10 million in cash is definitely a huge sum, even in BJ. If we only count personal accounts, it's hard to say how many people in the country can come up with 10 million in cash at once.

So what is Ning Bishu's reason?
Just because he's brave?

Just because he is shameless?

Lu Xueqin couldn't swallow this anger, so he opened the car window a little.

Let the cool air outside the car blow in.

After calming down for a while, he let out a breath and said, "Don't worry about it for now. Let's prepare to sue Ning Bishu. This time, at least make him cough up a few million."

"Okay!" Guo Chen's eyes lit up with excitement.

Mr. Lu’s support for him is his greatest reliance now!

……

On the other side, in a small village in Jinling, Ning Bishu went to bed early after dinner.

Lying in bed at around eight o'clock, she and Xiao Taotao had a sweet phone call for over an hour. Xiao Taotao's attitude was obviously much more submissive than in the past few days. He no longer stuttered when he spoke, and even asked Ning Bishu when he would visit her again.

"It's almost time. Don't be impatient. If love lasts forever, it doesn't matter if you're together day and night. You should focus on your studies now. Studying is your top priority. I'll go to Shanghai and finish my business first. I'll come see you when I have time."

Ning Bishu coaxed the child and hung up the phone.

Close your eyes, then open them again.

When I woke up, I found that it was already daybreak.

It was a little after 6:40 in the morning, and the sounds of roosters crowing and dogs barking filled the village. The early morning light cast a shadow over the fields. Ning Bishu, wearing a coat, stood on the balcony, gazing out into the distance. He was greeted by a golden landscape that filled him with a sense of peace and joy.

"It turns out that only when you have money can you calm down and appreciate the beauty of nature. If you don't have money, you are dead poor, and posting on WeChat Moments will only make people despise you." Ning Bishu took a few photos and posted them together with this sentence.

Wait until he has finished breakfast and gone to the toilet.

By 8:30, the number of people who liked the post exceeded 50.

"Oh my god! What a wise saying!" In front of the elevator on the first floor of XX Building in Xzhou City, Ma Xiaofan, with a backpack on his back and pancakes and milk bought from a roadside stall in his hands, shared "General Ning's" latest toilet quote with several colleagues.

The office workers who came to work early nodded.

At the same time, some people were very anxious and said: "I couldn't buy it yesterday, I don't know if I can buy it today."

"Stop talking!" another person immediately complained. "This XX Media requires a two-year trading record and over 200,000 yuan in capital to buy. This kind of opportunity is simply not meant for us!"

"20? That much?"

"What else? Do you think everyone is qualified to pick up money? If you are poor, just accept your fate."

"Nonsense!" Ma Xiaofan suddenly shouted, "My brother Bi Shu never accepted fate! Didn't he achieve his success through his own efforts?"

"Then you should go for it too. You can also borrow tens of millions."

"That's right. With tens of millions of dollars, even if I jump off a building, I'll still be happy."

"Xiao Ma, go ahead."

"Don't just talk the talk."

Several people teased him.

Ma Xiaofan couldn't stand it anymore and laughed repeatedly, "Okay, okay, I was wrong. I don't have the courage of Brother Bi Shu."

"Huh~~~" There was a sudden burst of contempt all around.

Hey~
The elevator door slowly opened at this time.

Ma Xiaofan and his group hurried in.

Just as I was about to close the door, a figure hurried over from a distance.

"Wait a minute! Wait a minute!"

Before the elevator door was about to close, Song Xianxian just reached the door and managed to catch up with the trip.

"Hi~~" She seemed to be in a good mood today.

I waved to several companies in the elevator at the same time.

Even Ma Xiaofan smiled at him when he saw him.

Ma Xiaofan put on a sullen face and didn't reply, thinking to himself, you're crazy, who the hell would laugh at you.

He turned around and deliberately told a few colleagues about another incident involving Ning Bishu, "Now that Brother Bishu has money in his pocket, it should be much easier for him to sue those who previously called him a rapist."

A colleague immediately responded, "This is a sure thing! What is the law? The law is a tool used by the ruling class to protect their own interests! Who the hell is the ruling class now? Whoever has the money is the ruling class!"

The good and the bad are determined by the account balance. The standards are clear, and right and wrong are unambiguous! If I were Ning Bishu, I would also catch those idiots and sue them to death. Why did they have to pick on Brother Fu when there was no one else to pick on. I must show them how powerful my special iron fist is.

There was a lively conversation here.

The smile on Song Xianxian's face, which was smiling a second ago, disappeared unnaturally.

She lowered her head, waves of panic surging uncontrollably in her heart.

At the same time, in the comment section of Ning Bishu's blog, a voice that had disappeared for many days suddenly appeared today.

"I did publish your personal information, I admit that. But so what? I never made any comments about you, I just forwarded the comments of netizens.

Furthermore, your parents' information wasn't disclosed by me; it was revealed by someone else based on your information. It's clear that only people in your area could have access to information about your relatives. What does this have to do with me?
Should I be held solely responsible for what a large group of people did?"

Netizen Bayinshanshanghongqifei took the initiative to @youbilu at 8:31 am on Friday, February 7, 2025, the tenth day of the first lunar month. On the surface, it still looks very justified, but a discerning person can smell the smell at a glance——

You're scared.

(End of this chapter)