Rebirth of the King of Waves

Chapter 120 Priorities

"Bishu, the house has been rented. Zhang Long has called Lalamove to move it. The rent is 7500 yuan a month. It's just on a street behind Taotao School. You have to go around to school, it's about a ten-minute walk." Around 2 p.m., Ning Bishu returned to X city. As soon as he got out of the taxi, Xiao's mother sent him a message with several pictures attached.

Ning Bishu glanced around casually and saw that it was a clean, well-lit three-bedroom apartment. He replied without objection, "Okay, I understand." As for the rent, he didn't want it to be more than 8000 yuan. He wasn't going to be ripped off now that he had the money. For a temporary rental like this, the price was quite good. At least he didn't think it was bad.

If you spend a little more money, it's more economical to just stay in a hotel.

"Get a double room." Ning Bishu didn't go back to his own home, but found a small hotel near his home to settle down temporarily. He then turned to Zhao Hu and said, "You can go home and rest for the night. You don't need to come with me."

Zhao Hu nodded.

He's been away for almost half a month, and it's really time for him to go home and fulfill his filial duty to his wife.

Unlike Ning Bishu, who sows seeds all over the country, this concept simply doesn't exist for him.

But then again, Ning Bishu was actually wronged.

Someone like him, who has honed his skills for ten years, finally has the chance to unleash his full potential. How could he not fight a few more times, to do justice to himself and his brothers? Just like a starving person encountering a feast, there's no question of knowing one's limits or knowing when to stop. His motto is: eat as much as you can, as long as you don't die.

If you really can't bear it, then use traditional Chinese medicine!
"If we can finish things here in the next few days, let's go to Shanghai first."

Ning Bishu took the room key and walked towards the elevator.

Zhao Hu nodded knowingly and said, "Then why don't we make an appointment first? I see that doctor is doing quite well."

"Sigh, bosses in Shanghai have it tough, always so busy..."

Ning Bishu sighed, and the two of them stepped into the elevator.

After a short while, Ning Bishu entered the room, threw down his schoolbag, and several more messages popped up on his phone.

It's as if they all agreed to send it at this time.

Mu Shanming: "Zhang Junjun set it for Sunday. He said if you don't come, there's no point in talking."

Ning Guorong: "Yannan Hall, 2nd floor of Genting Hotel, 5:30. You can come now."

Pang Darao: "Old classmate, are you there? The class monitor said there's a class reunion on March 1st, are you coming?"

Chen Tingting: "Honey, I miss you."

Xiao Taotao: "Uncle, you've helped us move to our new house? It's so big!"

Fourth Uncle: "Ah Shu, when are you coming home? Come visit us sometime!"

Ning Quan: "Bro, I have an awesome project here. Expected annual return of 20%, wanna gamble? With Trump in power, we're betting on a drop in US stocks, planning to short it. The minimum entry fee is 500 million DPS, I've reserved a spot for you!"

……

Ning Bishu clicked on each message and read them one by one, rubbing his temples, but he wasn't surprised. Actually, he had received quite a few messages since yesterday. But he had been busy repaying his debts the day before yesterday and yesterday, and hadn't had time to deal with these people.

I have a bit more free time today, so I have extra energy to deal with and cope with things.

However, he wasn't in the mood to reply to every message.

They had to pick and choose, like an emperor approving memorials, prioritizing them according to their importance and urgency.

Ning Bishu sat down, picked up a bottle of mineral water from the bedside table, unscrewed the cap, gulped down half of it, and then immediately sent a voice message to Mu Shanming.

Mu Shanming answered quickly, and Ning Bishu said calmly, "Mingming, meeting on Sunday is theoretically no problem. But if I really don't have time and can't get away, then we won't talk. I don't care about those shares."

Of course, I'm not saying I don't want it; if I could get it back, that would be best. But I don't like being threatened. I don't owe him any money, so what right does he have to be so arrogant? Just tell Zhang Junjun the truth.”

Mu Shanming paused for a few seconds, then sighed helplessly, "Sigh, okay, I understand. Also, I have something to tell you."

"what?"

“I have already resigned from Hechen Law Firm,” Mu Shanming said. “It was to defend your case. Our industry has a rule that lawyers from the same firm must recuse themselves from the same case. Since Lü Xueqian is suing you, and I was defending you, I had no choice but to leave.”

Ning Bishu thought for a moment and said, "I understand. Don't worry, just do it your way. I can afford to support you."

"Okay." Mu Shanming hung up the phone.

Sitting in front of her dressing table at home, she looked at herself in the mirror, feeling complicated.

Life is truly wondrous. She had thought she would have a passionate love affair, but the person she waited so long for turned out to be a gambler. And he even took advantage of her without her being prepared. What an audacious, shameless scoundrel…

But it's still better than Zhang Junjun, who's always looking ahead and behind, and always waiting to be fully prepared before doing anything, right? If it weren't for his family's strong financial resources, with Zhang Junjun's personality—which is to put it nicely as cautious, but to put it bluntly as indecisive—he would probably always be observing and waiting no matter what he does.

In contrast, Ning Bishu truly disregarded life and death and dared to do anything.

Knowing full well that Zhang Junjun was no ordinary person, they still dared to confront him head-on.

"What a real man..." Mu Shanming felt that he was not wronged by Ning Bishu sleeping with him.

With Ning Bishu's assertive and fearless personality, which woman could resist his spending money?

"Damn it, who the hell isn't a carbon-based life form?"

Ning Bishu hung up the phone, chuckling coldly.

After searching through a bunch of messages, he only replied to Ning Quan with: "No need, I don't understand, I won't do it."

She then replied to Xiao Taotao, "Eat well and wait for me to come home."

He ignored everyone else, such as Pang Darao's class reunion, Chen Tingting's "I Miss You," and his fourth uncle's "Give Me Some Money." These were all projects with no return, and Ning Bishu paid them all no heed.

Including Chen Tingting—once you get involved in something, it's hard to shake it off.

It's okay to take a nap occasionally, but it should never become a habit or an obligation.

After all, he only has two kidneys.

If you just want to have some fun, going to Xiao Taotao is obviously more cost-effective and doesn't cost a lot of money; as for Mu Shanming, even if it's his karma for accidentally running into an old maid, he can't just let another man have her.

And there is...

Money really doesn't last long.

Ning Bishu opened the bank's text message and saw that there was still more than 850 million yuan in it yesterday.

Only one day later, the balance in the card was less than 800 million.

Spending money like water, supporting a family is not easy!

Not to mention that he now has to support almost three families at the same time!

So we need to find something else to do...

We can't just sit around and do nothing...

Ning Bishu muttered to himself, then glanced at the message Ning Guorong had sent.

After thinking for a moment, he got up, washed his face, and then called Ning Guorong.

Has Captain Di arrived yet?

"arrive?"