Seeing He Ming running away silently, Zhuang Li hurried to chase him. Unfortunately, He Ming's legs were too long, and by the time Zhuang Li caught up with him, he had already taken the elevator downstairs, not forgetting to take the garbage bag placed at the door with him.
Zhuang Li chased downstairs and just saw He Ming's car speeding away.
Several paparazzi crouched in a hidden corner, snapping away at Zhuang Li as she strained to see what was happening, preparing their thoughts as they went along: "Zhuang Li chases her husband late at night, can a broken heart be reconciled?"
Upon noticing the paparazzi's presence, Zhuang Li hurried home. He was still in his pajamas and slippers, and his hair was undone; the photos he took would surely be ugly.
After returning home breathlessly, Shao Yan held a plate of food and asked with disappointment, "Is Xiao He gone?"
"Okay, let's go." Zhuang Li put the pair of slippers aside and changed into a new pair.
"You pissed him off and left? People thought you committed suicide and rushed to save you!" Shao Yan put the dishes heavily on the table and scolded, "They say a friend in need is a friend indeed. Only in times like this can you tell if someone loves you or not. I think Xiao He loves you very much, so stop being so rude and just live your life with him peacefully."
"I feel at ease. I really want to live a good life with him." Zhuang Li felt extremely wronged.
Shao Hui, who was nearly vomiting blood due to He Ming's anger, finally recovered and said maliciously, "Mom, ask my brother to show you his mobile banking app. Do you know how much money he made from stock trading?"
Just now, Shao Hui did not personally touch Zhuang Li's mobile phone, so she would never believe that Zhuang Li had so much savings.
Shao Yan asked sternly, "Did you lose everything in stock trading?"
"No, I made money." Zhuang Li swiped the screen and handed the phone to Shao Yan.
Shao Yan nearly fainted after just one look. It took her a long time to count the number of zeros after the deposit. When she spoke again, she was already stuttering: "You, you, you, where did you get so much money?"
"Invest in stocks and Bitcoin." Zhuang Li pulled out a stool and sat down at the dining table.
Shao Yan looked at his son's phone in disbelief, counted the balance one by one with his fingers, then exited the APP to check whether this was a genuine software issued by the bank.
Shao Hui was even more anxious than her. She snatched the phone and looked at it again and again, checked it again and again, and finally reluctantly confirmed that there was really so much money in Zhuang Li's mobile banking.
She rolled her eyes and tried again, "Brother, you've made so much money, can you help me empty the shopping cart?"
Zhuang Li ignored her completely, took Shao Yan's phone, and said lazily: "Mom, let me help you empty the shopping cart." He must be crazy to help Shao Hui buy things.
Shao Yan sat on the stool, dazed, her eyes still fixed. She had never seen so much money in her life.
Zhuang Li pulled her finger over, unlocked the screen, then emptied the shopping cart and sent the payment link to his Alipay.
Then he snatched his phone from Shao Hui and paid the money.
The bank soon sent him a text message about the deduction.
Shao Hui, who had craned her neck to read the message, finally gave up. The money truly belonged to Zhuang Li, and he could use it at any time.
At that moment, the venom of jealousy coursed through Shao Hui's body, wrecking every cell in her body with a wrenching agony. Why was Zhuang Li so rich? How did he qualify? Could it be that she could never defeat this man in her lifetime?
"Brother, is the source of this money legitimate?" she asked in a sinister tone.
Shao Yan also came out of the ecstasy of getting rich overnight and became extremely nervous.
"Have you seen the Bitcoin war reported in the financial news these days?" Zhuang Li asked with a raised eyebrow.
"I saw it."
"Did the financial report say that my actions were illegal?"
"No."
"That's it. If my actions were illegal, the news wouldn't be broadcast on the financial channel, but on the legal channel." Zhuang Li picked up his chopsticks and tapped the edge of the bowl, saying in a relaxed tone, "Mom, let's eat."
"Okay, okay. There are a few dishes in the kitchen. I'll bring them out." Shao Yan was completely relieved, with a big smile on her face.
Shao Hui: “…”
Shao Hui silently covered her chest, feeling like she was hurt again. Unfortunately, she had already drunk all the spiritual spring water early in the morning. Even though her heart was aching like hell, she had no way to relieve it.
As Shao Yan served the dishes, she said happily, "My son is really promising. Even if he dropped out of school and didn't find a job, he still earns more money than others. So, whether you have a high degree or not is just empty talk. What really matters is your ability. If a person has ability, he can do well wherever he goes."
Shao Hui felt as if her heart had been stabbed again. The thing she was most proud of in her life was that she had been admitted to a prestigious university, while Zhuang Li was nothing.
It seemed that no matter how she framed him, Zhuang Li could always crawl out of the quagmire, just like in his previous life and in this life.
Jealousy, hatred, impotent rage, these negative emotions mixed together in Shao Hui's heart, brewing into poison that corroded her internal organs.
Zhuang Li was still irritating her nerves.
He said cheerfully, "Mom, I'll take you to various real estate projects tomorrow. We'll buy a fully furnished villa, ready for you to move in. We'll move in tomorrow night. Don't go out to work anymore. Just stay home, raise a dog, plant some flowers, go out dancing when you're free, and enjoy life."
Shao Yan happily agreed to every word he said, and a glimmer of hope that she had never seen before flickered in her eyes.
She had worked hard and hoped for this day her entire life. She had always believed that her child would be no worse than Wang Dan's.
"Mom doesn't like living in a villa. It's too big and hard to take care of. You should just buy an apartment." Shao Yan frequently picked up food for her son, with a bright smile on her face, making her look a lot younger.
"It's good to live in a villa. A villa has a garden and you can grow your own vegetables at home. If it's difficult to take care of, I can hire a housekeeper. It's okay." Zhuang Li persuaded.
Shao Yan thought about it and agreed to it "to avoid the difficulty".
Looking at her mother's radiant face, listening to her earnest concern and her vision for the future, Shao Hui suddenly realized that she could make her mother proud. In fact, she had already achieved financial freedom and could let her family enjoy a better life.
But she concealed everything just to reveal the truth at the last moment and witness her brother's pain and despair and her mother's regret with her own eyes.
She thought that was the real joy. But now thinking about it, she began to doubt her decision.
After starting over again, her image in the eyes of her mother and brother did not seem to have changed at all. She was still the ordinary, useless Shao Hui.
What is the meaning of such a rebirth?
Shao Hui clutched her chest, a faint feeling of regret building up inside her. But she had already embarked on a path from which there was absolutely no turning back. She had pushed Zhuang Li to this point, and if she didn't continue, Zhuang Li would continue to suppress her like he had in his previous life, so she couldn't stop her plundering.
Thinking of this, Shao Hui's heart gradually hardened again.
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After returning home, He Ming opened a bottle of red wine and drank a few mouthfuls. This was how he got through every sleepless night.
Just then, Director Zhuang sent a photo of him eating dinner and said, "Are you home yet? If you do, eat something and get some sleep. We have a tough battle tomorrow."
He Ming didn't want to read the little liar's text message at all, but his hands had already opened the chat interface. After reading it, he sneered softly, as if he was dismissive of these caring words, but his legs walked into the kitchen with great honesty.
The refrigerator was empty, there was nothing in it.
Zhuang Li's text message came again: [I ordered takeout for you.]
He Ming's face was full of impatience, but his eyes softened.
As soon as the text message arrived, the doorbell rang and the delivery guy brought a nutritious dinner, which was all He Ming's favorite food.
As he stuffed the delicious food into his mouth, He Mingkong's heart was filled with an indescribable sense of satisfaction. He finished his solitary dinner very slowly and cherishingly, but he didn't feel lonely at all.
Zhuang Li sent a text message at the right time: [Have you finished dinner? After dinner, take a quick shower and get a good night's sleep. We'll fight together tomorrow.]
He Ming stared at the text message for a long time before he went into the bathroom to take a shower. Finally, he lay down on the bed and soon fell into a deep sleep.
The next day, when he walked into the company in high spirits, Jin Erxian came up to him with a pale face and said quickly: "Mr. He, someone is shorting our company's stock!"
To short a company, the first prerequisite is that the company must have loopholes and be in a certain crisis.
He Ming's company was facing a massive crisis. Well-informed short-selling institutions, like vultures pecking at carrion, had already sprung up and were swarming in. Early this morning, numerous financial news outlets published a flurry of investigative reports that cast a pessimistic eye on the He family, revealing that their trade secrets had been leaked.
An industry insider estimated He's losses and said frankly that if He's cannot develop more competitive products as soon as possible, it will soon lose its original market share.
After seeing the news, investors began to panic and sold He's stocks after the market opened.
Several major shareholders also sensed the crisis and publicly released the news that they were preparing to sell off their shares.
Their actions further stimulated the stock market. In just over an hour, He's stock price had fallen by two percentage points.
If they lose this war, the He family will surely collapse.
He Ming immediately ordered, "Please help me contact those shareholders. I want to buy their shares. Invest all the company's working capital in the stock market. I want to boost the stock price."
The only way to deal with short selling is to increase holdings and drive up the stock price. Ultimately, this is a war of money, and whoever has the deeper pockets wins.
But the problem was that He Ming was in the open, while his enemies were in the dark. The short-selling institutions could calculate how much liquidity he had, but he had no idea how strong the enemy was.
Jin Erxian immediately contacted several shareholders, and He Ming negotiated with these people while raising the stock price.
This was destined to be a day of panic. Since the opening, He's stock price had been plummeting, seemingly with no sign of recovery. The short-selling institutions were determined to bankrupt He. No matter how much liquidity He Ming invested, the stock price showed no sign of rising, like a drop in the ocean.
This was the first time Jin Erxian had seen He Ming so distraught. It turned out that this powerful man could be so vulnerable.
Several special assistants had lost their focus on their work and were now staring at their computer screens, watching the ever-decreasing number with bated breath. Each of them was worried about the company's future.
Only Jin Erxian lowered his head, hiding the slight smile on his face. He had staked all his savings on this one venture, even borrowing a large sum from friends and relatives. If He's stock price hit rock bottom, he would make a killing.
He stared at the constantly jumping numbers on the market and waited happily.
However, the next second, he opened his eyes wide with an expression of disbelief.
He's stock price began to rise, the digits after the decimal point changing by the second, at a rapid pace. Cheers erupted in the office, and someone clapped their hands and shouted, "It's going up, it's going up!"
To Jin Erxian, these words sounded like a death knell, shocking him to his core. If the stock price rose instead of falling, he would be accumulating a debt that he would never be able to repay!
He Ming stared at the market, his face also filled with disbelief. Just now, his liquidity had bottomed out, and he was completely unable to save the company.
Just when he thought everything was over, a miracle happened: someone was pushing up the company's stock price, regardless of the cost.
He's stock price fell quickly, but rose even faster. In less than an hour, the lost shares had rebounded, but the upward trend had not stopped.
Several shareholders who had originally planned to sell their company shares were stunned. After realizing what was happening, they all felt a wave of fear. They almost sold their shares to He Ming at a very low price. Wasn't that just giving He Ming money for nothing?
One of the shareholders wiped the sweat from his forehead and exclaimed, "Mr. He, you are a true man who hides his true identity! Who did you find to help you? No one can achieve this without billions of dollars in capital!"
In the blink of an eye, He Ming suddenly remembered the amount of Zhuang Li's deposit and the tough battle he repeatedly mentioned last night.
So, the person who secretly helped him was Zhuang Li, right? Who else could it be besides him?
He Ming's heart began to beat wildly. He took out his cell phone, eager to call Zhuang Li, but found a text message popping up: [You should buy me champagne.]
It’s him!
He Ming closed his eyes, his heart filled with emotion. He replied to Zhuang Li's text message for the first time: "Thank you."
Director Zhuang sent a photo. In the photo, he was holding a key made of a banknote between his slender fingers and asked: "Can my banknotes unlock your heart?"
He Ming's thin lips curved involuntarily, but he replied decisively: [No.]
Zhuang Li sent another photo. His slender fingertips had put down the money and keys and were now making a heart shape. He asked persistently: "Is this okay?"
He Ming tried hard to warn himself: Don’t believe him, don’t believe him, he is a liar!
Yet at the same time, he covered his face and couldn't help but let out a low laugh of pleasure. He really couldn't resist such a solemn thought.
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