Rebirth of the King of Waves

Chapter 79 Gratitude and resentment

Huang Qingqing: "It's almost thirty yuan. Do you want to sell it?"

Ye Qihui: "Has Bishu been sold? @NingBishu"

Huang Qingqing: "I don't know, he blocked me again."

Ning's ex-wife Zhang Xiaohan: "Why does he always block family members? What is he thinking?"

Huang Qingqing: "Third uncle, didn't you go look for him? Why didn't you bring him back? @Ning Guorong."

Ning Guorong: "Why bring it back? Bring it back to worship as an ancestor?"

Ning Quan: "To be honest, I feel like he's already a tycoon, with nearly 200 million in his account. If he sells it tomorrow, after deducting the cost, he should still have a net profit of nearly 100 million."

Ning Xiaohong: "He has 100 million in cash???"

Ning Quan: "Brother Bi Shu's operation has me convinced. He got something for nothing, and he mortgaged his stocks countless times. He borrowed money from grandma about ten days before the Chinese New Year, so it's been less than a month since then. It's a god-level financial blitzkrieg! The news has spread all over our investment bank. This operation is textbook-worthy."

Huang Daoxian: "Only by working hard can you succeed, but just in case, I have already sold it."

At around 8:00 PM on Thursday, the influential relatives of Ning Bishu's family gathered again in the "Duke of Ningguo Mansion" family chat group. For reasons well known to all members, Ning Bishu had not yet been added to the group, so they could speak freely.

"Did my uncle sell it?" As soon as Huang Daoxian said this, everyone in the group was surprised.

The silent Ning Qian was the first to jump out and say, "Looking at the trend, there's a high probability that the stock will continue to hit the daily limit tomorrow. Second uncle, you're a little too anxious to sell."

Huang Daoxian took a screenshot and posted it, saying, "My cost was just over 16 yuan, and it has risen to over 29 yuan today. That's a 75% increase in three days, and a profit of over 200 million yuan. Do you think this is reasonable?"

No one answered in the group for a long time.

Huang Daoxian himself responded: "I think this is definitely unreasonable, and the risks have accumulated to a very high level. Tomorrow, Friday, or next Monday, should be the time for a price reduction. Bi Shu said it could rise to 50 yuan, which is absolutely a lie."

"Yes." Huang Qingqing continued, "He just wants to trick people into taking over."

Ning Xiaohong said, "Let him sell it quickly. Don't you understand that it's time to quit while the going is good?"

Ning Guorong: "Can you still control him now? He doesn't even listen to me!"

Ning Xiaohong: "Have you talked to Aqiang and Afen about Bishu's stock speculation? Let them go and talk him over. Doesn't he listen to his parents?"

Huang Qingqing: "Mom, guess who was the first person in our family to be blocked by Ning Bishu?"

Ning Xiaohong looked at her phone and frowned: "Could it be his mother?"

"What else?" Huang Qingqing said, "My aunt fainted a few days ago, and I was the one who took her to the hospital. She couldn't contact Ning Bishu at all. I was also the one who sent my uncle to a nursing home!"

Ning Quan: "Tell him to come back and give you a red envelope."

Director Huang Qingqing curled her lips as she looked at the screen, feeling a mix of emotions.

This poor cousin had turned over a new leaf in a flash. Looking back now, all her so-called care for Ning Bishu's family seemed like a joke. After all, the rice, flour, grain, and oil she had given him during the Lunar New Year only cost a few dozen yuan. Who would have the nerve to use such small amounts to talk about "my past kindness to you" with a billionaire?
Besides, no matter how difficult it is to be a calligrapher, Ning Bi doesn’t really lack these, right?
In the two years when Ning Bishu's family was in real trouble, Huang Qingqing failed to get either the minimum living allowance for his family or Ning Guoqiang's early retirement due to illness. How could she have the nerve to say that she had helped Ning Bishu's family in the past?

Even when Bi Guifen fainted at home a few days ago, she actually sent Bi Guifen to the hospital and no longer cared about her.

Bi Guifen got two bottles of intravenous drip and then went home.

In the following days, Bi Guifen went to the nursing home alone to handle the procedures for Ning Guoqiang and get things from home. She was busy running around. Huang Qingqing just made a phone call to find out about the situation. After knowing that everything was fine, she sent away the uncle and aunt, whom she would not see except during the Chinese New Year, with just a few words.

Even the money for Ning Guoqiang to live in the nursing home was paid by Ning Bishu.

She had merely helped pass it on to Bi Guifen and nodded. Now that Ning Bishu was about to return home in glory, how could she have the nerve to talk to Ning Bishu about family relationships?

Since graduating from junior high school, she and Ning Bishu had exchanged no more than 100 sentences in total. At least 50 of them were in the past few days, when she earnestly urged Ning Bishu to "turn himself in."

If Ning Bishu really listened to her and returned the money, wouldn't he lose tens of millions in profit?!

Huang Qingqing looked at the chat group and saw Ning Quan jokingly asking her to ask Ning Bishu for a red envelope. The more she read, the more she felt something was wrong.

In Ning Bishu's eyes, I'm probably almost an idiot...

Huang Qingqing pondered secretly, and after a long moment of daze, she replied in the group chat: "Why don't we sell off our stocks en masse tomorrow? The risk is so high, I have a bad feeling."

The group chat was silent for a long time, and then Ning Xiaohong suddenly asked, "What if it really goes up to 50 yuan? 'Where to Catch Me 2' is doing so well at the box office right now, and I heard the movie will be showing until the end of March. Today is only February 13th, so there's still over 40 days of favorable conditions."

After this message was sent, the group fell completely silent.

No more words were spoken.

Except for Huang Daoxian who had already sold all his shares, the whole family who held a lot of XX Media stocks were troubled by Ning Xiaohong's words.

Because logically, it is correct.

The stock price of XX Media has been climbing along with the box office of "Where to Find Love 2".

Now the box office myth of "Where to Get 2" is still continuing, and even the central media's promotion has not stopped.

Given this situation, there is no reason why the stock price should not continue to rise.

If I throw it away now...

Most people in the group bought in on Monday or even Tuesday of this week. Even if you include Monday, that's only four days of price increases! Given the current market heat, selling now is like deliberately not picking up money falling from the sky.
Everyone involuntarily logged out of XMessage and opened their own stock software.

Even Ning Guorong, who had been through many battles, couldn't help but feel torn between his conscience and his desires, and became extremely conflicted.

"Will you sell it tomorrow?" he asked Ye Qihui.

Ye Qihui replied nonchalantly, "Whatever you want, just ask your nephew! Why didn't you ask him in person a few days ago?"

Ning Guorong frowned and said aggrievedly, "If he had told me the truth, would I still have to think so much now?"

Ye Qihui smiled and said, "Ning Guorong, are you crazy? Do you really think your nephew can manipulate the market? Those tens of thousands of lots he has are just a few points of stock. The market is so strong right now, and it's all retail investors buying up the stocks. I think the dealers themselves don't know when to sell and crash the market. And you still think your nephew is right?"

Ning Guorong couldn't help but said irritably, "Then when do you want to sell it?"

"Whatever!" Ye Qihui, worthy of being the head of a state-owned enterprise, had a broad vision. "You only have goods worth five million. The worst-case scenario is just a small loss. It's not like we can't afford it! At most, if it drops, we can just buy it back. You can sell it tomorrow, and if it hits the limit again on Monday, you can buy it back if you feel reluctant. Do we need a few hundred or ten million? And there's also your nephew!"

Ye Qihui's face darkened slightly. "So what if he earned 100 million? Just because he has 100 million, he's just bullying you or me? You're all acting like you've never seen money before. What's 100 million worth? Don't we have it at home?"

Ning Guorong was scolded by his wife. After being scolded, he kept silent with a sullen face for a long time, and suddenly smiled.

"Yes, yes, Chairman Ye is right." He suddenly relaxed and said with a smile, "My neighbor, Spicy, has been so annoyed by the factory's affairs these days that I can't think straight."

Ye Qihui added, "Let's think of a way to deal with Ah Qian's problem. This is the most important thing."

"I know, I know." Ning Guorong said, "Let's wait until Ah Shu comes back in a couple of days. He will definitely help with this. At worst, we can give him some sweet treats. It's good for him to have money. When he has money, his brain will open up."

(End of this chapter)