Rebirth of the King of Waves

Chapter 124 The pressure of life for the rich is really great.

"Young Master Ning, let me toast you!"

"Young and promising! Young and promising! I have to learn a lot from you, hahaha...!"

Xu Jianjun held a whole bottle of red wine and toasted Ning Bishu and Di Guofeng back and forth.

Ning Guorong was left out in the cold. After forcing a smile for two hours, he gradually couldn't manage to smile anymore.

After barely managing to get through until a little past eight o'clock, Captain Di, who had to get up early for work the next day, finally gave the word that the dinner was over. Xu Jianjun and Ning Guorong escorted Di Guofeng to the hotel and put him in his car to go home.

After seeing the big shot off, Ning Guorong and Ning Bishu went to the basement level.

A short while later, Zhao Hu, who hadn't drunk a drop of alcohol that night, drove out of the underground parking garage.

Ning Guorong reeked of alcohol and was drinking heavily, becoming quite tipsy. After a while, he finally let out a long sigh and asked Ning Bishu, "Bishu, what are you planning to do next? What did Di Guofeng say to you?"

"I didn't say anything, it's not really your business." Ning Bishu was not tactful at all, completely disregarding his third uncle's feelings.

Ning Guorong, drunk and with little temper, continued, "Don't invest recklessly. Doing business isn't as easy as you think. With the economic situation these past few years, everyone's holding onto their money. Now, without connections, don't even think about making big money. The little bit of money you've gambled away could easily be wiped out by someone else. Do you understand?"

It's hard to tell whether those words were a sign of concern or a curse.

Ning Bishu smiled and ignored him.

He certainly doesn't have any background information right now.

But who can guarantee that he will never have one?
Thinking back on today's trade with Di Guofeng, Ning Bishu really couldn't say what the outcome would be.

Di Guofeng might be able to offer him some help.

Or perhaps they won't offer any help at all.

Ke Ningbi felt that it wouldn't hurt to give it a try.

If it doesn't work once, do it twice; if it doesn't work twice, do it three times.

The bottom line is to ensure that even if I lose money in the end, I can still have at least 100 million yuan left.

Living off that 100 million yuan, even just earning interest until you die, isn't so bad.

Strategically conservative in principle, but tactically radical.

This is Ning Bishu's next plan.

As for what exactly needs to be done...

I really haven't thought about it.

But there's no need to rush.

If you wait a year or two, you'll eventually see an opportunity.

"Take care of yourself," Ning Bishu replied to Ning Guorong indifferently.

Ning Guorong didn't say anything more.

He remained silent the whole way until Zhao Hu dropped him off at the bottom of his apartment building.

After getting off the car, Ning Guorong didn't invite Ning Bishu and Zhao Hu to come up for a while.

The three people, who should have been close, had become as distant as strangers at this moment. Zhao Hu watched his former boss enter the elevator, sighed softly, and said to Ning Bishu, "Boss, I followed your third uncle for twelve years. I was just a greenhorn back then."

"Everyone is just a passerby in each other's lives. When we part ways, it's best if we don't get entangled in any karma," Ning Bishu said calmly.

Zhao Hu nodded. "Boss, you're more educated than your third uncle."

"Nonsense." Ning Bishu smiled proudly. "I was the top student in the entire high school, what did you think?"

……

Around nine o'clock, I left the residential area.

Ning Bishu told Zhao Hu to take leave and go home.

Meanwhile, I continued to stroll leisurely along the unfamiliar road.

The expansion of X state has been very rapid in recent years.

Ning Bishu had never been to more than 80% of the main urban area since he was a child.

This was also his first time visiting Ning Guorong's family.

Ning Guorong moved several times, and the houses he moved to became bigger and bigger. Ning Bishu forgot which year Ning Guorong moved again, and then he stopped knowing exactly where he lived.

This includes Ning Xiaohong's family.

For many years afterward, Ning Bishu could only see these two outstanding relatives and their equally outstanding family members at occasions such as weddings and funerals.

Come to think of it, today seems to be the first time that I've had a meal with Ning Guorong without any other relatives present.

Ah, that feels so good. He'd been mentally tormented all night…

Ning Bishu smiled, just as his phone suddenly rang.

He picked up the phone and saw it was Bi Guifen calling. Ning Bishu hung up and heard Bi Guifen pleadingly say on the other end, "Ashu, when are you coming home? I miss you so much..."

Ning Bishu stopped and remained silent for a few seconds. Then, suddenly feeling that the environment here was quite nice, she asked, seemingly out of the blue, "Mom, what kind of house do you like? I'll buy it for you."

"Huh?" Bi Guifen immediately forgot about him and asked cautiously, "So, how much money do you have on you right now?"

Ning Bishu lied casually, "A few million, maybe ten million."

“You don’t have that much either…” Bi Guifen seemed quite disappointed. “I’ve heard people say you have several hundred million…”

Ning Bishu smiled faintly and said, "So don't listen to nonsense. If I had a few hundred million, I wouldn't buy a house, I would buy an apartment building, right?" As he spoke, he turned into a sales office of a residential complex that was still open at 9 p.m.

The staff members inside, eager to achieve their targets, immediately stood up.

But when they smelled the alcohol emanating from Ning Bishu as he approached, the group sat down again, except for one young man who came closer.

"Sir, would you like to view a property? We have..."

"Shh..." Ning Bishu raised his finger at the young man, his breath reeking of alcohol, causing the man to immediately take a few steps back. Then, circling around the model in the middle of the sales office, he continued to talk to Bi Guifen, "I've arrived at the sales office. I think the environment here is quite nice."

"Sir, this building has one apartment per floor, a large duplex with a floor area of ​​270 square meters, 100% usable floor area, and no shared area. Now you can get one for only 400 million, and you can also get a mortgage. It's a great deal. At its peak, it sold for 800 million a unit!"

The salesperson continued babbling on, seemingly realizing that Ning Bishu was no ordinary customer.

Ning Bishu was also puzzled. He turned around and saw that Zhao Hu had followed them again at some point.

"Didn't I tell you to go home?" Ning Bishu said with a smile.

Zhao Hu said, "I need to get you home safely first, otherwise if something happens to you, who will pay my salary?"

"Damn, that makes perfect sense!" Ning Bishu laughed until he was half-dead.

Zhao Hu leaned closer, looking at the house model, and asked, "You're buying here too? To be your third uncle's neighbor?"

Ning Bishu asked in surprise, "Haven't I been walking for most of the day? Am I still in my third uncle's neighborhood?"

Zhao Hu said, "You've been circling around the neighborhood the whole time."

"Holy crap..." Ning Bishu seemed to have tasted the flavor.

Does this mean that Ning Guorong lost more than 400 million yuan buying this apartment?

"Ha!" He chuckled gloatingly, then suddenly made up his mind and said to Bi Guifen, "Mom! I've found you a new house. It's a bargain, we're moving in tomorrow! Pack your things tonight, throw away everything useless, and buy new ones for everything!"

Bi Guifen hurriedly called out, "A-Shu, don't do anything reckless!"

"No explanation needed, see you at the new house tomorrow!" Ning Bishu hung up the phone, then looked at the young man in the sales office and let out a drunken hiccup. "What are you looking at? Bring the contract over!"

"Please wait a moment!" The young man was overjoyed and ran off.

Ning Bishu seemed to remember something, scratched his head, thought for a long time, and finally stared at his phone for a while before dialing another number. "Mingming, do you have time? Come to X Prefecture. I have a few small cases that I'd like you to handle. They're nothing serious, just planning to sue a few people."

“316… Ah, no, 315 people.”

"I'm not drunk."

"Come over here, I promise I won't do anything reckless."

Under the strange looks of several sales office staff, Ning Bishu finished his phone call and found a sofa to sit down.

The young man quickly delivered the contract a short while later.

Ning Bishu signed the document without even looking at it.

Then, with a simple scan of the payment code on his phone, 400 million yuan was transferred out.

The sales staff were all smiles; such a straightforward customer was a rare sight indeed.

"Ah Hu, do a good job!"

"Let's wait for the house prices here to drop a bit more, and see if I'm in a good mood one day, I'll buy you one too."

Ning Bishu patted Zhao Hu's arm, shoved the keys and contract into his hand, and yawned, "After reporting the case tomorrow, we'll go and get the transfer of ownership done on the way. We also need to buy a car. Rich people have so much pressure in their lives, they're so damn busy."

Then he opened Weibo and casually posted: "See you tomorrow."

Ignoring the online reactions, he strolled outside.

When I regained some consciousness, I was already lying in a hotel bed.

It was like I had a blackout; I could hardly remember how I got back.

(End of this chapter)