Rebirth of the King of Waves

Chapter 93 Countdown

"Husband..." Chen Tingting climbed up from the bed, covered with a quilt but naked, her voice soft, she leaned against Ning Bishu from behind, her smooth arms around the back of Ning Bishu's neck, hanging in front of him.

The room was well heated. Ning Bishu sat on the edge of the bed wearing only a thin thermal underwear, holding a bottle of red wine in his hand, watching the sun slowly setting outside the balcony of the hotel room with the curtains drawn.

It was 3:30 in the afternoon, and his nap had clearly been a bit too long. At 1:30 in the afternoon, he'd had brunch and spent some time fooling around in bed with Chen Tingting. He wasn't really in the mood, but since he had nothing better to do, he just did it. Afterward, he felt sleepy again, and before he knew it, he'd drifted off to sleep, embracing the delicate, hot body in his arms.

When I woke up, it was already a little after 3 o'clock.

I don't know when my phone ran out of battery.

Maybe the battery was already low when he went to bed at 5:00 this morning. But considering that today was Sunday and there were still more than 24 hours before the shipment, he didn't care whether the phone had enough power.

But now...

Less than 24 hours have passed...

After he woke up, he was confused for a while and immediately plugged the charging cable back into his phone.

The battery level is already over 10%.

But Ning Bishu was still not in a hurry to turn it on.

He felt completely empty.

But it was definitely not the kind of emptiness that was emptied by Chen Tingting.

But I feel empty inside.

It was obvious that by this time tomorrow, he should have become a true billionaire, but for some reason, he didn't feel any psychological fluctuations at all.

Ning Bishu thought for a long time, and suddenly uttered: "Ah..."

"What's wrong?" Chen Tingting asked in a low voice.

Ning Bishu turned his head and kissed her, then took off his clothes without saying anything.

Seeing this, Chen Tingting was about to stick out her butt.

But Ning Bishu went straight into the bathroom.

The sound of the shower spraying water was heard.

The hot water rushed over his head. Ning Bishu closed his eyes and uttered another sound: "Huh..."

He knew that he was just nervous.

When a person is really nervous, he cannot feel his nervousness.

On the contrary, the tension that can be felt is actually excitement.

Ning Bishu had such an experience.

During the college entrance examination that year, he didn't feel nervous at all, but when he entered the examination room, he suddenly couldn't even understand the questions.

It's like being possessed by something.

At that time, he only knew that he couldn't afford to lose, and the result was a miserable loss.

I got into a second-tier university and didn’t have the money to repeat my studies.

But when he thought about it later, he was glad that he didn't repeat the year.

After all, even if he really gets into a 985 university, so what?

The best outcome is that you might be able to pass the civil service exam and get a job a few years after graduation.

Then receive a salary of several thousand yuan per month.

It seems that the benefits are good and the job is decent. After a few years, you may be able to gain some power and have a little social status.

but……

and then?
What if after several years, he didn't get any promotion and just remained in the same position?
There won't be any major changes in his life.

Perhaps he could peacefully marry an ordinary girl who didn't despise his family conditions, have a child who wasn't too smart or stupid, didn't have any special skills, but was healthy, had a positive outlook, and was kind. Then he could work hard to raise the child, and with the connections he had accumulated over the decades, the child might even get a government job or something in a few years...

but……

The same thing again?
So what?

not so good.

That was not the life Ning Bishu expected.

Ning Bishu prefers the present.

A girl like Chen Tingting, with her curvy figure, beautiful and gentle, is someone he can sleep with whenever he wants.

With enough money in his pocket, he could avoid working if he wanted, eat as much as he wanted, come and go as he pleased, wherever he was. As long as he didn't consider the things that didn't require or deserve his status, his life was completely free.

No one would say that he is not doing his job properly.

The only words society would use to describe him are "cool", "at ease" and "insightful".

Because he has money.

Having money means success.

Success is being right.

This wasn't just his own words; it was clearly told to him by everyone he met and everything he experienced in society over the past decade or so. It was naked, open, and whoever wins takes it all.

"Haha...hahahaha!" Ning Bishu suddenly went crazy and laughed loudly in the bathroom.

Chen Tingting carefully opened the door of the shower room and called out softly, "Husband..."

Ning Bishu turned around and took a look.

She was not wearing any clothes, just naked.

Every detail on the body can be seen clearly.

Ning Bishu gently pulled her in.

As soon as the door closed, the two people naturally hugged each other and kissed passionately.

After washing for more than forty minutes, Ning Bishu came out with slightly weak legs.

But that empty feeling is gone too.

It was like a soul floating in the air returning to the body.

A little after five in the evening, Ning Bishu took Chen Tingting, called Zhang Long and Zhao Hu, and went out to find a place to eat, just like they had done a few days ago.

He didn't have much money left, but Ning Bishu didn't feel compelled to spend it recklessly.

He just thought of something and went straight in to a restaurant that looked decent.

After dinner, around seven o'clock, I walked around the street again.

Around eight o'clock, I went into a cinema.

At around ten o'clock, Ning Bishu posted a circle of friends, congratulating "Nezha 2" for its box office of 117 billion!
Then, he specifically @ed Guo Chen, Mu Shanming and Lu Xueqin.

But no one responded to him.

Instead, a bunch of unrelated relatives, classmates, friends and former colleagues gave fifty or sixty likes, which filled half the screen.

There were also many random relatives from the countryside who suddenly sent him friend requests.

Ning Bishu did not turn his back on them and approved them one by one.

I was just too lazy to reply to the various greetings they sent me, so I just posted a simple message on WeChat Moments: I have received the greetings from all my relatives and friends, thank you all.

Even if it is a reply.

At around eleven o'clock, Ning Bishu sat back in the back seat of the rented Land Rover.

As soon as he sat down, before Chen Tingting leaned into his arms, Ning Guorong called.

"Bishu, have you sold that...?"

Ning Bishu brought his phone to his face and checked the time. He put his arm around Chen Tingting's shoulders and replied calmly, "I'll tell you in a few days."

Ning Guorong was silent for two seconds, then said, "Do you think the price will go up again tomorrow?"

How to say this...

Ning Bishu said: "It will definitely hit the upper limit when it opens."

Ning Guorong immediately said, "I think so too. Damn, I sold it too early! If I buy it back tomorrow, do you think the risk is too big?"

Ning Bishu smiled and said, "The stock market is risky, so you need to be cautious when investing."

"Oh, of course I know..." Ning Guorong seemed a little impatient, "I mean, how do you judge it specifically?"

Ning Bishu said: "It opened at the limit up."

Ning Guorong was quiet for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "I saw a lot of people online today reposting the video of you recording that show. I also read a lot of analysis on the forums. Some said the risk was too high, while others said it could rise for a few more days. With market sentiment so high, it could at least reach 50 or 60 yuan. I'm really not sure..."

Let me be honest with you. The Friday before yesterday, I just made over 500 million yuan from XX Media. I now have 1800 million yuan available in my account. I'm thinking if I can make a little more, I'll just invest it all tomorrow. I'll at least make an extra 360 million yuan a day. Money's hard to come by in this economy these days. So, should I invest my 1800 million yuan or not?

Chen Tingting leaned against Ning Bishu's chest, and she heard every word Ning Guorong said clearly. She looked at Ning Bishu with admiration, thinking that they were all rich relatives of Ning Bishu's family.

Ning Bishu still refused to give in, saying, "Uncle San, I can't make a decision for you on this matter. It depends on your own determination."

"What about you? When do you plan to sell it?" Ning Guorong still asked the same question.

Ning Bishu smiled and said, "It's time to sell it."

"So you still have it in your hand?"

"Uh...yeah. I still have it."

"Okay, I get it. It's already past eleven, you should go to bed early."

Ning Guorong didn't hesitate and hung up the phone directly.

Ning Bishu grinned.

I don't know what Ning Guorong knows...

But Ning Bishu himself knew it.

There are only 10 hours left before the prize draw...

(End of this chapter)