Rebirth of the King of Waves

Chapter 92 Why didn’t you say so earlier?

Beep, beep...

"The number you dialed is powered off, sorry..."

"Qingqing! Still haven't gotten through? This Ah Shu, is he so busy now that he has money?"

A rough and hoarse voice sounded behind Huang Qingqing.

Huang Qingqing frowned slightly, did not answer, but just said "hmm" lightly.

At around 2:50 in the afternoon, there was a bustling crowd and laughter inside and outside Room 316 of the nursing home.

I don't know if it was telepathy or the seeds planted by the nonsense last night, but the relatives from Ning Bishu's grandmother's side who had been arguing with Huang Qingqing in the big family group last night all came in droves today.

These people arrived only about an hour later than Huang Qingqing.

At that time, Huang Qingqing had finally managed to convince Bi Guifen that she was the biological mother of a billionaire, but as soon as she came out of the main gate of the nursing home and looked up, she ran into this group of whining and mean "relatives and friends".

Including the three uncles of the Ning brothers and sisters, that is, the three younger brothers of Ning Bishu's grandmother. Ning Bishu should call these three uncles, and when the uncles come, the aunts should of course come as well; in addition, there are three sons, daughters, daughters-in-law, and sons-in-law of Ning Bishu's uncles, as well as several cousins ​​of the same generation as Ning Bishu and Huang Qingqing.

Wow, there are so many people, there are more than twenty of them.

Ning Guorong, Ye Qihui, and Ning Bishu's grandmother were also brought along.

——Because they didn't know where Ning Guoqiang lived and couldn't contact Ning Bishu and Bi Guifen, this group of people went directly to Ning Bishu's grandmother's house to inquire. Ning Bishu's grandmother couldn't lead the way, so she made a phone call and summoned Ning Guorong over.

At that time, Huang Qingqing felt like her head was about to explode.

She hated herself so much that she decided to come visit her uncle on a whim on Sunday.

Even yesterday?
Even tomorrow?
Even this afternoon is fine!
What on earth do I owe my brother Bi Shu's family?!
Huang Qingqing felt hopeless and could only bite the bullet and bring the group of people back upstairs again.

The director of the nursing home also collapsed.

Damn, the nursing home was quiet. She finally managed to send Huang Qingqing, the official, out the door. But before the silence lasted more than two minutes, Huang Qingqing came back and brought more people with her.

Fortunately, this group of people didn't stay here for long in the morning.

After chatting for only about half an hour, they left the room full of fruits, milk, snacks and supplements piled up like mountains, which they could not finish, and left laughing.

When she left, a large group of people surrounded Bi Guifen like stars surrounding the moon.

Bi Guifen was still in a daze at the time, as if she was still in a dream.

Then, she followed the group in confusion, and at the invitation of the two landlords, Ning Guorong and Ye Qihui, they went to a nearby deserted hotel and had a casual banquet that she hadn't eaten in many years. Huang Qingqing was patiently accompanying her the whole time, and even called her parents, Ning Xiaohong and Huang Daoxian, to join them in their shared suffering.

After finally finishing lunch, Huang Qingqing originally thought that she could finally send this group of unfamiliar and noisy relatives home. Unexpectedly, she didn't know which bastard started the trend, but they suddenly said that they wanted to clean up for "Uncle Guoqiang".

So after finishing their meal, before they could even wipe the oil off their mouths, the group came out again at around 1:00 p.m., dragging Ning Bishu's grandmother and her entire family to the nursing home.

The nursing home was having lunch break at the time, but they only had to shout at the door to open it.

Huang Qingqing felt completely embarrassed for the first time in front of the director of the nursing home.

Fortunately, the dean also sympathized with Director Huang and could see that she was full of helplessness.

So, this group of people entered the nursing home and learned that there was an empty single room on the third floor. They immediately ran out in a hurry, bought a bunch of cleaning tools, and scrambled to clean up the room.

After washing and scrubbing for an hour or so, even the cracks in the door of the room were polished to a shine.

After the bed was made and Ning Guoqiang was carried upstairs, everyone rushed to help. They placed Ning Guoqiang under two thick sheets, some pulling at the corners, some pulling at the sides, while others held his head and others guarded his tail. With ease, they carried Ning Guoqiang upstairs.

This scene of everyone working for me stunned Bi Guifen on the spot.

You know, when Ning Guoqiang was paralyzed at home, what she was most worried about was that if Ning Guoqiang fell ill and had to go to the hospital, she wouldn't know how to carry him down.

This time when he arrived at the nursing home, it took two young men from the community and two ambulance drivers to carry Ning Guoqiang on a stretcher from the fourth floor of his home to the downstairs.

But when I looked at this group of relatives, seven or eight of them, I didn't need to call them at all. Some of them were so slow that they couldn't even pull up the bed sheets. They solved the problem easily, casually and effortlessly.

This is crazy...

Is it the power of relatives?

Why didn’t I know this before?

Bi Guifen was surprised and moved.

Then, she turned around and was pulled aside by a relative she didn't know. With a flattering smile on her face, she heard the other person say, "Afen, my son Axin wants to study abroad, but money's tight at home right now. Your son Ashu is so successful now, he's even been on TV. Why don't you ask Ashu to sponsor Axin? It doesn't have to be much, 500,000 yuan would be enough."

Five hundred thousand…?
Bi Guifen was stunned when she heard this.

What five hundred thousand?

Do you want to listen to what you are saying?
I've never seen what 500,000 yuan looks like in my life. How dare you ask for it?

"I don't know, I don't know anything..."

Bi Guifen didn't know whether she was really stupid or just pretending to be stupid. She immediately pulled Ning Guorong over and said, "Arong, she asked me to borrow 500,000 yuan. Where do I have 500,000 yuan? Even if you sell me, I can't come up with that much money!"

Ning Guorong frowned and said unhappily, "You come here and ask for money. I...what money does Ah Fen have?"

Ning Bishu's aunt immediately became anxious: "You're not asking her for it, you're asking her son for it!"

"Her son has no money either!" Ye Qihui stepped forward. "The money hasn't even been put into his pocket yet. Where will he get it to give you? You're asking for 500,000 yuan right away, but my family can't even come up with 500,000 yuan! Are you borrowing 500,000 yuan? If I give it to you, it's like giving it away for free."

"What does it have to do with you?"

"How can it have nothing to do with me! Ah Shu is my Ah Rong's biological nephew. He is the only nephew my Ah Rong has!"

Both sides started to criticize each other fiercely.

Ning Guoqiang lay on the bed, whimpering and trying to stop the fight.

Ning Bishu's grandmother quickly peeled an orange and stuffed it into his mouth, while she pretended to be deaf and dumb, pretending that she didn't understand anything.

Bi Guifen also sneaked out the door. At this time, she couldn't help but feel that Huang Qingqing was pleasing to the eye.

Ning Guoqiang's brother and sister were cold-blooded at best, not caring about her family, but at least they didn't ask for money from her family, right? What was the situation with these country relatives? They might not even see each other for three or five years, and now they come like they're collecting debts.

"Qingqing, Ah Shu didn't borrow money from them, right?" Bi Guifen looked nervous. Huang Qingqing said, "Impossible! If Brother Bi Shu wanted to borrow money, he would definitely ask us first!"

Bi Guifen hurriedly asked, "Did Ah Shu also ask you to borrow money?"

Uh……

When Huang Qingqing heard this, she felt a little regretful.

Ning Bishu actually borrowed money from her a few days ago.

Not only did he borrow from her, he also asked almost all other relatives for help.

But she didn't give a cent.

I heard that only my younger brother Ning Quan gave Ning Bishu tens of thousands of yuan.

Ning Bishu promised to pay 100% interest.

Missed out on a great fortune!!

"How can I borrow so much money from Brother Bi Shu..." Huang Qingqing avoided the main point.

Bi Guifen was still filled with anxiety, and asked with uneasiness, "So how much money does my Ah Shu owe now?"

"It's not owed anymore." Huang Daoxian walked over, no longer wary of Ning Bishu's family's humanitarian appeal for help at the New Year's dinner table. He said to Bi Guifen very gently, "Ashu's current stock price is about 240 million. Even if it hits the limit tomorrow morning, it will only drop by 40 million at most. Considering his 100 million cost, after deducting a little here and there, as long as he sells it tomorrow, the worst case scenario is that he can still make a net profit of 100 million."

Many relatives who were standing in the corridor listening were now silent.

In the worst case scenario, there would still be 100 million left...

What if the situation is good?

The relatives' eyes were glowing green as they stared at Bi Guifen.

This white-haired old sister-in-law in front of me, she is not a sister-in-law...

She is our half-father, half-mother!!
"Oh, Ah Shu is promising!"

"Courageous, really courageous!"

"Even if you tell me the result, I wouldn't dare to do it!"

All kinds of flattery come as they please.

At this moment, Ning Guorong suddenly walked out of the room, holding a cell phone in his hand, and inexplicably shouted to Huang Qingqing: "Qingqing, why is Ah Shu's phone turned off?"

"Ah?" Huang Qingqing was stunned and thought to herself, how would I know?

But he said politely: "Let me see..."

She walked back to the room, knowing that Ning Bishu had blocked her, but she still took out her cell phone from her bag and called Ning Bishu.

After waiting for a few seconds, Ning Bishu heard a voice prompt from the other end of the phone that the phone had been turned off.

"Qingqing, you can't get through either?"

Under the urging of several relatives, Huang Qingqing turned around in confusion and shook her head at Ning Guorong.

Ning Guorong frowned and habitually raised his hand to check the time.

It's 3pm.

A thought naturally flashed through my mind.

If it were a normal weekday, the market would be closing at this point.

Another day has passed.

What about tomorrow?

Tomorrow is Monday...

Will the stock I just sold continue to rise in price tomorrow?

Ning Bishu suddenly turned off his phone. What did that mean?

He walked quickly downstairs, found a corner, and called Zhang Long.

As soon as Zhang Long answered, Ning Guorong couldn't wait to ask, "Why is Bi Shu's phone turned off? What happened?"

"I don't know." Zhang Long said in a jealous and vulgar tone, "He didn't go out the whole day today. He just stayed in the room with that woman. I don't know what he was doing."

"He won't run away, will he?" Ning Guorong asked with confidence.

"No." Zhang Long said firmly, "Ah Hu has been guarding the door. We live on the 16th floor. He can't jump down."

"Okay, just keep watching."

Ning Guorong hung up the phone.

After thinking about it, I opened the stock app on my phone again.

Staring at the straight red column of XX Media.

His eyes rolled around, hesitant, and after a long while he shook his head and put the phone back in his pocket.

After a while, Ning Guorong's voice echoed from upstairs. He generously suggested, "There's not even an elevator here. He'll be lying here all day without even getting any sunlight. Why not send Ah Qiang to the Snow Mountain Sanatorium tomorrow? They've got doctors and nurses. Maybe he'll recover and be able to walk on his own. It's only a few thousand yuan a month, not too expensive, balabala..."

Bi Guifen listened quietly, not feeling grateful at all for Ning Guorong's words.

There was only a puzzled and angry voice in my heart, which kept lingering:
Why didn't you tell me earlier?

Why didn't you tell me earlier?

You should have told me earlier!

Why didn't you say so earlier? ...

(End of this chapter)