The birth of an actor

Chapter 110 Unite

"Fifty...fifty...waaaaah..."

Just as Fan Bing was about to speak, An Xin covered her mouth and then, without saying a word, pulled her out of the hall.

The girl then realized what it meant to keep one's wealth hidden.

He obediently followed him, passing through the crowd, passing through life, stepping on the more than 500,000 yuan, fantasizing about how he should spend it... until they arrived at the door of the trading hall.

Strangely enough, her first reaction wasn't happiness, but rather, looking at a taxi parked at the door, a thought popped into her head:
"From now on, I can take a taxi no matter where I go."

"what."

Looking at her empty eyes, An Xin felt a strange urge to laugh.

Fifty-eight thousand became five hundred and eighty thousand.

By using a strategy of making money out of thin air, he finally saved up his first pot of gold.

He was happy too.

After all, given the current purchasing power, not to mention anything else, just considering the average housing price of three to five thousand yuan in Yanjing, if he buys a 100-square-meter apartment and waits for its value to appreciate, he can easily become a millionaire in twenty years.

Unfortunately, it's too slow.

With a sigh, he said to Fan Bing:
"Should I give you this money, or keep it with me?"

"Of course it's for me... uh... you need it?"

Fan Bing instinctively wanted to pocket the money, but after realizing what she had done, she said directly:

“If you need it, just take it. I don’t need that much money right now. I… I don’t even know how to spend it. Hey, do you think I should tell my mom?… No, I can’t tell her. If I do, she’ll definitely think I’m crazy, and she might even take a bus to the mental hospital overnight. But if I don’t tell her… how can I let them know I’ve made money? My dad even said he’d send me living expenses… Hey, do you think I should buy a house…”

"stop."

Seeing that she was speaking without thinking, Anxin silently interrupted her, walked to the small stall selling drinks with a refrigerated display case, and took two bottles of Beibingyang soda.

cold.

After opening it, I gave one bottle to Fan Bing.

One sip, and the sweet and sour orange soda, along with the explosive sensation from the strong carbonation, exploded completely in her mind.

Fan Bing swears... this is the most refreshing drink she has ever had.

It's absolutely amazing, incredibly fun, and incredibly satisfying!

From body to soul, everything trembled because of that sip of soda.

"Ha~~~~~"

Hearing the girl's satisfied sigh, An Xin remained silent, squinted her eyes, and took another big gulp.

I never realized before, but Arctic Ocean soda is actually quite delicious.

After finishing the soda, sip after sip, he returned the bottle and, with a sigh, led her to his motorcycle.

"Have you calmed down yet?"

"……Um."

The girl, whose mind had regained its clarity, nodded vigorously:
"What do you plan to do with that money?"

"invest."

"...?"

Fan Bing was taken aback and asked in confusion:
"You're going to invest such a small amount of money? What are you going to invest in?"

"It's not clear yet, but I'd like to explore that direction. But you're right, this amount of money, compared to the tens of millions invested in TV dramas, is indeed not much. But anyway, having some is definitely better than having none. So, if you trust me, let's draw up a partnership investment agreement according to the proportions, and I'll handle the money, how about that?"

A year ago, she would have refused without hesitation.

Putting aside the amount of money... girls from the lower classes know all too well just how many scammers there are in this society.

She considered it a loss, a lesson learned, since it was only a few hundred yuan.

She would definitely call the police if the amount reached four digits.

But this 200,000 yuan... it wouldn't feel as reassuring to put it in a bank as it would anywhere else.

But coincidentally... this person is also named Anxin.

And a year later, they became my most reliable, trustworthy, and... most trusted friend.

If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have earned that 200,000 yuan.

Although the inability to cash in her earnings left her feeling somewhat speechless—"I'm already rich, yet I have to live like a poor person"—Fan Bing nodded almost without hesitation in response to his invitation.

"Okay! If you want to use it, then take it. I trust you!"

"Okay. Let's combine this money and keep it with me for now. Don't worry, I definitely won't spend it recklessly. We both have some spare money right now. If you need to use this money, just let me know in advance, okay?"

"I know."

The girl, having already made her decision, had no reason to regret it and was very decisive:

"Then you can take it. But... it's your treat today!"

"..."

Anxin's lips twitched.

"What do you want to eat?... Never mind, never said anything. Let's go, Quanjude!"

"Hey Hey……"

The girl beamed and stepped onto the motorcycle.

In the whistling wind, she squinted her eyes contentedly, wrapped her arm around Anxin's waist, and enjoyed the scent of wealth that wafted through the air.

It felt as if the motorcycle wasn't running, but flying.

Flying and flying, it arrived at the entrance of Quanjude, which smelled sweet.

Get up, everyone! This rich man wants a whole duck today...

"Okay, let's wait a bit."

At 10:45 a.m., two wealthy men squatted down under the century-old city gate of Quanjude.

A bitter face.

"Peace of mind."

"Ok?"

"When do you think I can get Quanjude to open its doors to me earlier? Just... outside of mealtimes, so I can just walk in whenever I want!"

"what."

I'm relieved and happy.

Huo Yuanjia, Huo Yuanjia, when will you become the best in Tianjin?

"Don't worry."

He gently comforted the girl:

"It will happen in the not-too-distant future." ...

After the girl happily returned home, she went back to school with peace of mind.

However, along the way, he kept thinking about what he should do next.

Although he told Fan Bingbing that he wanted to invest, he seemed lost and uncertain, like someone who had just drawn his sword and looked around.

He also forgot where he heard the saying that everyone will encounter three things in their life that can change their destiny.

He truly felt his fate had changed. And the way it had changed was quite extraordinary...

But he didn't know what to do next.

Since he didn't work at Dong Ge's restaurant, the invitation, "Don't worry, will you come with me?" didn't exist. And after making money through stock trading, although he hadn't completely exhausted this avenue, he lost a bit of initiative.

He could only wait.

When Dong Ge resigned from his job at the Japanese company and went to Zhongguancun to found JD Multimedia.

And next year, following Da Sheng, when her sister decides to broaden her brother's horizons, she will sneak into that investment party.

How can I make this money grow during this time...? I feel relieved but have no clue how.

"Was it too hasty...?"

Walking along the tree-lined path leading to the classroom, he sighed and entered the teaching building.

That night, Anxin had a dream.

I dreamt that I was sitting on a private jet, surrounded by flight attendants in black stockings, the world's richest man, and I was shamelessly indulging in a wild party.

Then wait until you wake up in the morning...

His lips twitched, and he changed into a new pair of underwear.

As for that old one... just kidding, if you have money, who still washes their underwear?
Then, on May 10th, suddenly, in order to cool down the overheated stock market, an imperial edict was issued to adjust the stamp duty and many other measures.

Shenzhen Technology, which had already become so volatile it resembled a dark purple, along with many other speculative stocks, began to experience a sharp decline, hitting the daily limit down.

Within a few days, it dropped back to its original price from a high of 71.3 yuan.

Fan Bing looked terrified, but An Xin remained calm.

He nodded in response to her exclamation, "It was really just a little bit short! Don't worry, the stock market is really terrifying."

Absolutely, it was just a hair's breadth away.

But isn't that how the stock market works? A small difference can lead to a huge error. The A-share market will teach every investor what kind of fate awaits them if they can't control their greed.

Just as the two were practicing their skills and talking about this, Anxin's pager went off.

It's actually Liu Qiangdong's:
"Don't worry, call back. Dong-ge."

Anxin was taken aback and quickly put down the bowl on her head.

"Hey, don't be lazy. When Grandpa Ye comes back, I'll have him beat you up."

"Brother Dong is looking for me, I'm going to call him back. If you dare to tell on me, you're dead in a minute!"

"Hmph, just you wait, you'll be dead soon enough!"

Amidst their banter, An Xin made her way to the front yard, greeted the eternal gatekeeper Sui Xi, and then called Liu Qiangdong back.

"Hey, Dong-ge, you were looking for me?"

"Haha, at school? Or at home?"

"What happened at home?"

"Come over for dinner tonight, it's your sister Jing's birthday. Let's have dinner to celebrate, and then go sing karaoke together."

Upon hearing this, Anxin smiled and said:

"Row."

Are you bringing Fan Bingbing?

"Hmm...should we take her with us?"

"Why didn't you bring her? You're out having fun without her?"

"...Why should I bring her along when I go out to have fun?"

"..."

Liu Qiangdong, on the other end of the phone, was speechless at An Xin's seemingly dense words. He thought to himself, "Are you really that slow to understand, or are you just underdeveloped?"
However, he couldn't really say for sure. After all... the junior student was indeed quite young.

Perhaps... I don't understand yet.

"Bring what you can, it'll be more lively with more people. Let's meet at the entrance of our graduate school at six o'clock."

"Okay, got it."

After responding, he returned to the courtyard, but suddenly stopped...

Old Ye was looking at him with a forced smile:
"Young Master, where have you been?"

An Xin remained silent, rolling her eyes at the girl who was grinning slyly over there.

Fan Bingbing was even happier.

That evening, the two of them skipped their performance class and rode their motorcycles together toward the graduate school of Renmin University.

When they arrived at their destination, they saw Liu Wenwu and his girlfriend.

And several other unfamiliar faces.

"Haha, don't worry... Ouch, Bingbing!"

Liu Wenwu greeted his junior schoolmate with a grin, winking and making all sorts of funny faces. An Xin didn't quite understand at first, until Liu Wenwu put his arm around his shoulder and quietly asked:
"Did it work?"

Anxin was speechless, thinking to herself, "Brother, why is all you can think about is dating?"

Can't you think of something else?

So he shook his head:

"We're just good friends, don't overthink it, Brother Liu."

"...Then why aren't you hurrying up? Bingbing is getting prettier and prettier. If you don't hurry, she'll run off with someone else."

Anxinxin said it was her?

Tell her to run faster.

Although he admitted that as the girl's features matured, she did indeed have a somewhat devastatingly beautiful appearance, but... ultimately, where could a sixteen-year-old girl, who was always eating at Quanjude (a famous Peking duck restaurant) and whose breath always tasted of scallions, possibly go?

Can it even go to heaven?

He shook his head with a laugh and then saw Liu Qiangdong and Gong Xiaojing arriving in a yellow van.

Alright, the main characters have arrived.

A group of people greeted them with smiles.

(End of this chapter)