Rebirth of the King of Waves

Chapter 67 Belated Happy New Year

At three o'clock on Friday afternoon, the scorching sun gradually faded.

Countless people, all feeling lost, stared at the screen and let out a sigh of melancholy.

"Is the market closed?" Ye Qihui called Ning Guorong immediately.

Ning Guorong's face was grim at first, and he murmured, "Hmm," but then he immediately smiled again and said, "Let it be. Even if I get stuck, it doesn't matter. The cost is only a dozen yuan now. Even if it drops by 10% on Monday, if they release a new movie in a few months and the news gets a lot of hype, it will go back up in three or five days."

"Whatever you say is fine." Ye Qihui didn't take it too seriously and smiled easily. She was very clear about how rich her family was. She just casually asked, "How much did you invest?"

Ning Guorong said, "Five hundred."

After hearing this figure, Ye Qihui paused for a moment and said, "That's quite generous. You've taken out all your private savings, right?"

"Hehehehe..." Ning Guorong kept laughing foolishly.

Ye Qihui asked, "Want to go see a movie tonight?"

Ning Guorong asked, "What are you looking at? Where are you going to catch it?"

"Yeah." Ye Qihui smiled, "Even if you die, you should know how you died, right?"

"Pooh, pooh, pooh! It will definitely go up on Monday!" Ning Guorong said repeatedly.

Ye Qihui asked, "Are you going to watch it or not? I've already given out movie tickets to all the employees. We're renting the entire theater today."

Ning Guorong couldn't help but laugh and said, "Leader, you are abusing your power for personal gain."

"Bullshit!" Ye Qihui said, "A lot of companies across the city are giving out movie tickets. Do you understand the Lantern Festival benefits?"

Ning Guorong was silent for a moment after hearing this, and then said, "Ah Hui, I see that given the situation, all the public institutions have withdrawn, so there must be something behind this movie."

"I don't know." Ye Qihui replied carefully, "Let's not talk about it for now. Just pick me up at my workplace later."

"Okay." Ning Guorong nodded and hung up the phone.

Then he stared at the motionless stock price on the computer screen for a long time, and suddenly found the circle of friends posted by Ning Bishu, then picked up the calculator and pressed buttons quickly.

The cost of 8000 million, if he really doubles or triples it...

This kid is going to pocket over 100 million with this one all-in bet!

"Damn it... Is this really my fate?" Ning Guorong frowned slightly.

Seeing Ning Bishu suddenly turn over so loudly and unexpectedly, he felt indescribable complexity in his heart.

……

"Hmm~~~" Ning Bishu stretched his body and stood up in the yard.

The mission is accomplished, just waiting to close the net.

But there are still nearly ten days left.

He looked around the small courtyard where he had lived for several days, then suddenly turned around and said to the old man, "Grandpa, I'm leaving."

"Ah? Where are you going?" The old man felt a little surprised.

Ning Bishu just lowered his head to transfer the money, and gave the old man's son three red envelopes. He smiled at the old man and said, "Grandpa, I transferred 600 yuan to your son. Ask him to buy some delicious food for the child. It's not easy for the couple to work outside with the child."

As he said this, he picked up his useless crutch and walked straight out of the small door in the yard.

The old man finally reacted and hurriedly caught up and asked, "Are you leaving? Are you leaving now?"

"Yeah." Ning Bishu smiled. "I'm going to the hospital to check my feet and won't be back. I'm sorry to bother you and grandma these days."

"No, no! That's not true! It's just a few days' stay. And you're giving me so much money..." The old man was reluctant to let Ning Bishu go, and he wished that Ning Bishu could stay in his house for another year or two.

But Ning Bishu really didn't want to stay there anymore.

He walked out slowly and soon reached the road outside the village entrance.

There was a three-wheeled motorcycle parked on the side of the road.

Ning Bishu had no choice but to sit down and wave to the old man.

He had nothing on him except his cell phone and charging cable.

He left this remote village with beautiful mountains and rivers in a very casual manner.

The old man stood at the entrance of the village in confusion for a while.

He watched Ning Bishu walk away before he sighed.

Eyes full of envy, he whispered to himself, "This is what life is all about..." Ning Bishu got on his three-wheeled motorcycle and soon arrived at the main road outside the village. Then he took a taxi and headed straight to the city. By four in the afternoon, he was already in the bustling city.

He didn't rush to the hospital, but first found a hotel to stay in, changed the bandage that hadn't been wet for several days, took a good shower, and then went to the hotel's buffet restaurant to have a good meal.

I also took this opportunity to recharge my phone which was about to run out of battery.

After nightfall, he leisurely registered for emergency treatment, had a CT scan, and had his foot dressing changed. Fortunately, after reviewing the X-ray, the doctor at a top-tier hospital said his foot injury was basically healed.

It's just a sprain. After resting for three to five days, you'll be back to full strength.

Ning Bishu paid a few hundred yuan out of his own pocket, feeling it was well worth it. So, after leaving the hospital, he immediately found a movie theater and watched "Nezha 2" to celebrate his recovery from his foot injury. Naturally, he also posted a post on WeChat Moments, along with a pitiful photo of himself in pain.

Plus today's belated gain of another 3.4%.

In less than ten minutes, the circle of friends was filled with filial sons.

"Boss Ning, please take care of your health!"

"Brother Ning, will the price go up next week? I haven't sold it yet."

"Brother Bi Shu, have you sold it? There's been no movement today. I feel like there's a risk."

"I know a very good orthopedic doctor. Would you like me to introduce him to you?"

"Bishu, I went to see 'Nezha 2' today too! Where are you? Are you free to meet up tomorrow?"

"Ning Bishu, I have a project and I wonder if you are interested."

In the circle of friends, there were also those who sent direct messages. Ning Bishu watched the messages pop out one after another.

Many of them he hadn't contacted for more than ten years, and he was too lazy to reply to them one by one.

Ning Guorong, however, echoed this sentiment with a similar post after posting it on his WeChat Moments. The photo showed a room full of people wearing the same work clothes, and Ning Guorong captioned it, "My boss, Mr. Ye, has booked a full screening of 'Nezha 2' for his employees. Family members can attend for free."

Ning Bishu smiled and gave him a thumbs up.

Then he pulled out Bi Guifen’s blocked number again.

More than ten days later, he took the initiative to call Bi Guifen, "Mom."

"Ashu! Where have you been?" Bi Guifen started crying.

"Mom." Ning Bishu said calmly, ignoring her crying and not stopping her words. He just kept talking to himself, "Listen to me, I've made money, a lot of money. I'll be back next week, bringing money and my wife home. If you have any difficulties these days, go directly to Qingqing or my third uncle. No matter what the problem is, they will definitely solve it for you."

Bi Guifen, however, had no idea what was going on. She continued to cry and anxiously jumped up and down: "It would be great if you were back. You don't have to say so much. Just come back! Our family doesn't need any money. We just need to be safe and sound."

Ning Bishu saw that he couldn't convince anyone, so he simply hung up and blocked the user again with a hard heart.

Then I thought about it and called my grandma again.

"Grandma, I've earned over 10 million in three days."

"I know! I know! I heard it!"

Grandma was so excited, "Ah Shu! You've really made it big now. Now that you have money, you should be filial to your father in the future, okay? Find him a top-notch nursing home! And... hurry up and bring that girl back to me. It's time for you to get married! Look at Qingqing and Aqian, they're younger than you, and they're already parents. As his brother, you better hurry up!"

The old man was so excited that he couldn't stop.

Ning Bishu couldn't help but be infected by her emotions and said, "Grandma, don't worry, I'll probably go back after next week."

"Ah? It's not over yet?"

Although my grandmother was old, her mind was very clear. She quickly lowered her voice and asked, "How much can you earn?"

Ning Bishu also cooperated by lowering his voice and said, "About 100 million."

"Ah?" The old woman on the other end of the phone screamed in shock, her voice trembling. "Really? Really? You're not lying to me?"

Ning Bishu smiled and said, "I'll buy you a villa when I get back."

"Oh my! God bless you, God bless you!"

Grandma was shouting and yelling on the other end of the phone, almost crying with joy.

Ning Bishu thought for a moment and then said, "Grandma, Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year, happy, of course happy! You finally made it... Ah Shu, come back early after you finish your work, many people are waiting for you!" Grandma kept urging, without mentioning the hundreds of thousands that Ning Bishu had borrowed from her.

Ning Bishu smiled calmly, "Yeah, I understand."

(End of this chapter)