Galaxy Securities offered thorough service, the manager was enthusiastic, and even helped achieve this month’s breakthrough in performance from zero.
Unable to resist such enthusiasm, ng Lang finally set up an investnt account and stated that he would definitely continue to cooperate if the opportunity arose, before walking out of the securities company under their genuinely smiling farewell.
Stepping out of the securities company, he returned to the bustling streets, basking in the early spring sunshine.
Even though nothing had changed about him, the different balance in his bank account made him feel as if the whole world had changed.
"Doing business is really simple for the rich..."
ng Lang couldn’t help but sigh.
The more money you have, the easier it is to make money; the less money you have, the harder it is. The Matthew effect of society was imdiately apparent in the case of this nouveau riche, ng Lang.
The good and evil of money are often unfairly divided between the poor and the rich.
With money in hand, naturally, the next thought was how to spend it.
Without hesitation, ng Lang walked towards a nearby fruit shop...
...
Suzhou University Affiliated First Hospital, inpatient departnt.
A middle-aged woman sat by the bedside, looking at her husband wearing an oxygen mask with a face full of worry.
"Click!" The door was pushed open, and Duan Xian walked in with a thermal container.
"Mom, let’s eat. After you finish, go back and rest for a while. I’ll stay with Dad in the afternoon."
"Ah! With your dad like this, how can I eat anything?"
"Mom, it’s okay, didn’t the doctor say? After another week of treating dad’s high blood pressure and completing the surgery, most patients can get out of bed after a month’s recovery," Duan Xian comforted.
"You should eat sothing and go rest. If you collapse from exhaustion by the ti dad gets better, do you expect him to take care of you?"
"Ah!" Mrs. Duan sighed again, finally taking the food container passed by Duan Xian.
Just then, the door opened, and a nurse walked in.
"Family mber of patient in bed 16, please go to the billing departnt to pay this week’s hospitalization fee."
"Alright, thank you, nurse."
"No... no problem. If you need anything, please press the call button anyti."
The young nurse’s cheeks were blushing as she left, and her eyes were still full of stars when she walked out...
Duan Xian picked up the paynt list and slightly furrowed his brows at the total amount at the end of it.
Mrs. Duan also took a look at the list and couldn’t help but sigh again.
"We haven’t even had the surgery, and the ergency treatnt has already cost quite a bit. I’ve heard the post-operative treatnt is more expensive than the surgery itself. What are we going to do next..."
"Mom, I’ll figure out the money, so don’t worry about it."
"You’ve only been working for two years, where will you find such a large sum? Didn’t you say just a few days ago that you lent 50,000 to a college friend? We would be lucky to get that back.
Alas! If we have to, we’ll just sell the house. With our savings from these years, it should be enough.
Originally, we were planning to keep that money for your marriage..."
"Mom! What are you thinking about at a ti like this? We can’t sell the house, where would you live then? I told you, I’ll take care of the money!" said Duan Xian helplessly.
He couldn’t help but recall the phone call from ng Lang earlier, but the next second, he shook his head with a bitter smile.
What was he thinking?
That guy, it was already good enough if he can take care of himself.
If it really ca down to it...
Touching the credit card in his pocket, "Mom, I’m going out to pay the hospitalization fee."
The cost of his father’s treatnt was like a mountain pressing down on him, making it hard for him to breathe, and he walked with heavy steps.
But after only a couple of steps, "Thump, thump!" there was a knock at the door.
Looking up, Duan Xian saw a familiar face peering through the door.
"Ah Xian! I’ve finally found you. This hospital is too big, it took a while to find you!"
"Why are you here?" Duan Xian was astonished.
ng Lang placed the fruit basket he was carrying on the table, then turned to Mrs. Duan with a smile.
"Hello, aunty, I’m Ah Xian’s college roommate, ng Lang. I heard Uncle is ill; I should have visited sooner, but I’ve been really busy these past few days."
"It’s fine, it’s fine, sit down. It’s thoughtful of you to co. You’ve just started working, and you have many places to spend money. It’s good enough that you ca, there’s no need for such expense."
"It’s the least I could do, aunty. How is Uncle doing?" ng Lang asked, looking towards the bed where Mr. Duan lay.
"The doctor says his condition is fairly stable, and they might arrange the surgery as early as next week."
Duan Xian walked over to ng Lang, taking a good look at him.
It was the sa guy, alright, but sohow he seed to have changed in an indescribably way...
Yes! It was his deanor!
Seeing such a spirited ng Lang seed like a rarity these days.
"Don’t worry, Aunty. I asked a friend who’s a doctor, and with the current level of dical care, Uncle’s condition is not a big issue. The surgery will definitely be a success, you don’t have to worry at all."
Duan Xian wore a puzzled look. "Since when did you have a friend who’s a doctor?"
Hearing ng Lang’s certainty, Mrs. Duan actually seed much more at ease. "I do hope that is the case."
"Oh right, Ah Xian, here, this is for you."
"This is..." Duan Xian looked at ng Lang with confusion as he suddenly handed over a bank card.
"You forgot? You took out so money and joined in an investnt a while back. We made a tidy profit, and this is your share. The PIN is my birthday," ng Lang winked at him.
Duan Xian accepted the card in a sowhat dazed manner.
Investnt? I only lent out the money for a few days. What kind of investnt pays back that quickly?
That’s it! This guy must have known I urgently needed money, so he ca up with an excuse to raise so for .
He felt touched in his heart.
"How much is in there?"
"Not much, 1.5 million."
Seeing the card in his hands tremble, Duan Xian’s eyes widened in shock as he looked at ng Lang.
Mrs. Duan also watched in astonishnt.
"You..."
Duan Xian was shocked and sowhat skeptical.
He both hoped ng Lang wasn’t joking and struggled to believe it was true.
Did he not know what financial level ng Lang was at?
That ng Lang could suddenly produce 1.5 million was for anyone a bit far-fetched.
But... even with ng Lang’s frivolous character, he wouldn’t make such a joke in front of Mrs. Duan...
"Co out with for a sec!" Not minding Mrs. Duan’s befuddled look, Duan Xian directly grabbed ng Lang’s hand and dragged him out of the ward.
"Hey, hey! What are you doing, stop pulling, we’re in a hospital! It’ll break the hearts of those young nurses if they see this," ng Lang protested.
"Rest assured, they’d be even more thrilled if they saw."
ng Lang: "..."
Once they reached an empty corridor, Duan Xian finally let go of ng Lang. "Talk to , where did this money co from?"
"I told you, we made it from investing!"
"What kind of investnt can multiply thirty-fold within a week? Did you rob a bank or sothing?"
"Robbing a bank? The risk is too high, far too low-end. Only now have I truly realized that my teacher was right all along.
As long as you read more, you never have to worry about making money. ’The book itself is a golden house!’"
Duan Xian was speechless.
Who was it that adamantly refused to consider grad school back in college, saying that true knowledge cos from social practice?
"A golden house in the book? You didn’t resort to the money-making thods written in Criminal Law, did you?"
Now it was ng Lang’s turn to be speechless.
Both from the literature departnt, they sure knew how to play word gas well.
"Don’t talk nonsense. The money is completely genuine, lawful and legit. Ever heard of options? Know what a betting agreent is?
You don’t? That’s why I say, if you want to make money, you have to read more!
Enough, enough, do you still doubt my character? Do I need to tell you I robbed the bank’s vault before you believe ?
Just use it with ease! Get the best dication for Uncle, you can’t skimp on that."
Seeing ng Lang’s frank deanor, which really didn’t seem like ill-gotten gains, Duan Xian finally felt sowhat relieved.
"Alright then, this money... I’ll take it as a loan from you, and I’ll pay it back as soon as I can."
"Co on! When you lent that 50,000, did you ever ask when I would pay you back? I told you it’s your investnt return. Hold onto it with peace of mind. If you say it’s a loan, then Uncle and Aunt will worry about how to pay it back for you every day.
Wouldn’t it be the greatest filial impiety if, after the illness is cured, they were burdened by yet another worry?"
Duan Xian looked earnestly at ng Lang, sure now that ng Lang truly didn’t care whether he could repay him, and his heart was filled with imnse gratitude.
It’s only after leaving the ivory tower that one realizes how precious friendship that asks for nothing in return really is.
At the sa ti, Duan Xian made a heartfelt resolution.
"Bro, I won’t get all mushy, but I will rember your kindness for a lifeti! In the future, even if you ask to do sothing against my principles, I won’t hesitate!"
"Enough, enough, isn’t that the mushy talk you wanted to avoid? Let’s go, don’t make Aunt worry."
ng Lang pushed Duan Xian back toward the ward. Just as they were about to enter, Duan Xian suddenly stopped.
"What’s the matter now?" ng Lang looked at Duan Xian with confusion.
"That...," Duan Xian said, a bit embarrassed.
"When is your birthday again?"
ng Lang looked at him, totally baffled.
I guessed the beginning, but I couldn’t predict this ending...
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