Those Years When I Was Forced to Top the Forbes List

Chapter 121 The Warm and Cozy Yang Family

Bang, clang.

"also--"

"what!"

Fluorescent yellow tennis balls flew back and forth in a standard 36.6-meter-long court.

Chen Xuebing could have caught the ball, but his attention was diverted by Yang Qingyue's soft moan and the exposed white territory between her short skirt and stockings.

It's leaking.

"Yeah! I win!"

There was one more ball on the ground behind Chen Xuebing, bringing the total to three, and Yang Qingyue jumped up excitedly.

Behind her, there were already more than twenty balls lying densely packed together.

"Whoosh—" Chen Xuebing swung his racket in the air:
"Let's eat, I'm hungry, I'm done playing!"

Yang Qingyue also took off her hat, let down her ponytail, and swept her hair to her chest before walking over.

"You've played tennis? How come you're so good at it?"

"You're pretty good at rallies that can go back and forth with me for more than 10 balls."

"I started practicing in junior high school!"

"Sports rely on talent."

Chen Xuebing gave a nonchalant, pretentious smile and walked ahead.

"Hmph." Yang Qingyue pouted and slapped the air twice, trying to smash Chen Xuebing's hateful head.

But when Chen Xuebing heard the noise and turned around, she smiled with her eyes narrowed.

Chen Xuebing was delighted to see her sweet appearance.

To be honest, he enjoys being with Yang Qingyue.

Yang Qingyue also asked him out two or three times during this holiday.

He was just too busy before, and his relationship with Xin Mengzhen had progressed to the point of going beyond the surface and touching the innermost parts, so he felt a little guilty and didn't dare to ask her out.

Yang Qingyue was admitted to Shenzhen University, and Chen Xuebing thought it was a good reason to see her off, so he took the opportunity to ask her out.

The appointment lasted for three days.

Play video games, go to eat delicious food, watch movies, and visit haunted houses.

Yang Qingyue was in charge of everything. It was as if she was making up for lost time, and he was as if he was helping her complete some kind of check-in plan, such as "100 things couples should do".

"I'm leaving tomorrow, what kind of big meal do you want to have today? I'll make it happen."

Yang Qingyue starts school on the 2nd, and tomorrow is the 1st.

"Uh…"

Her smile vanished, and her delicate eyelashes trembled, filled with the sorrow and indignation of the impending start of the new school term.

"I don't want to go... There are so many delicious things I haven't eaten yet! My hot pot, my Chongqing noodles, my sweet fermented rice soup with glutinous rice balls, my spicy blood curd, my Chongqing cuisine... Waaah... It's all gone..."

Yang Qingyue had no tears on her face, she just wailed dryly.

"You call yourself Chongqing? Your dad's already gone to Hong Kong. You'll be a Hong Konger next year, right?"

Chen Xuebing joked with a smile.

Yang Qingyue was so angry that she put her hands on her hips.

"I still have a house in Chongqing! I come back every holiday! Hmph."

Chen Xuebing waved his hand: "Sell it quickly, go to Hong Kong and buy a set, the appreciation rate is faster than in Chongqing."

"Where will I live after I sell myself? At your house?" Yang Qingyue's voice suddenly slowed down.

Chen Xuebing turned around in surprise and found that she was standing still, smiling at him.

His words just now were a conscious attempt to push Yang Qingyue away; he could only be with one of Xin Mengzhen and Yang Qingyue.

These past few days, Yang Qingyue has been getting a little too close to him. When they went to the haunted house, she even clung tightly to his arm. The key issue is her relationship with Xin Mengzhen. He's quite worried that if Yang Qingyue and Xin Mengzhen were to appear together one day, Yang Qingyue might cling to him like that, creating a chaotic situation for him.

But he did have feelings for Yang Qingyue. Some things are beyond reason, and he even secretly longed for such intimate contact.

So whenever he thinks of Xin Mengzhen, he says a few words to put on a nonchalant tone to put his mind at ease.

Yang Qingyue always pretended not to hear him, remaining cute and cheerful, pulling him to play this and that.

He didn't expect Yang Qingyue to be so direct with him at the moment of parting.

He chuckled and said, "What's our relationship? Come on over, I won't charge you for the room."

He left right after saying that, seemingly without a care in the world.

Actually, he was afraid that Yang Qingyue would come after them and ask them "what exactly is their relationship".

Yang Qingyue still caught up with her.

"Can I come to your company to hang out?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Xuebing breathed a sigh of relief.

"Go ahead, Lu Yiwen and Gou Hongyi are both there, you know them."

Xin Mengzhen spent a few days at his company recently, and the inventory disposal went relatively smoothly; it was only a matter of time before it was all sold out. Now she has returned to Guangzhou and is preparing to go to Shanghai. After school starts, when Yang Qingyue goes to the company, the two of them won't run into each other.

Lu Yiwen and Gou Hongyi were both aware of the ambiguous relationship between themselves and the two men, and they would warmly welcome whoever went to them.

Yang Qingyue received an affirmative answer and excitedly grabbed his arm.

"Now that you have a car, could you drive me to the airport tomorrow? My dad went to Hong Kong, and my mom can't drive."

"Okay."

"I'm going to eat hot pot. Wait for me, I'm going to change my clothes, this skirt is too short!"

As Yang Qingyue spoke, she adjusted the hem of her skirt, which had been blown up by the wind as soon as she stepped off the tennis court.

Chen Xuebing looked at her long, white legs with a half-smile: "You knew they were short, so why did you wear them?"

He recalled Yang Qingyue's blue dress, which was slightly below the knee and had stirred the imaginations of all the boys in the class.

Most people have slightly bent knees, mostly inwards or outwards, but Yang Qingyue's legs are perfectly rounded and straight. When they are together, there is a narrow straight slit in the middle, with a white and even sheen. Even with just a little bit of her legs showing, they are already captivating.

If those boys saw Yang Qingyue's short skirt that was revealing her thighs, and the blood donation van drove over, they could at least draw several hundred cc of blood from her nostrils.

This includes Chen Xuebing.

He had dreamed about it several times in his past life, and he even rode a horse.

Yang Qingyue noticed Chen Xuebing's slightly downward, aggressive gaze, and her face instantly turned red.

"This skirt has pants... Ugh! I'm never wearing sexy skirts again! Humph."

Hearing this, Chen Xuebing didn't know what to say, but his eyes were honest, and he stared even more intently.

"Um... you should wear less clothing when you're outside."

Yang Qingyue snorted and left, a hint of pride creeping onto her lips as she disappeared from Chen Xuebing's sight.

……

The following day, outside the gate of the luxury residential complex.

The Audi A6 carrying Yang Qingyue and a curly-haired woman wearing a chiffon blouse and casual trousers drove towards the airport.

Chen Xuebing was driving with a smile on his face, but he really wanted to light a cigarette.

Yang Qingyue called last night to say that her mother was also going and asked if it was convenient for him. If it wasn't convenient, she would take a taxi to the airport herself.

Can he still say it's inconvenient?
...The key point is that her parents and Xin Mengzhen's parents know each other.

"Sorry, Chen Xuebing, my dad bought my mom a plane ticket at the last minute so she can come with me, so..."

Yang Qingyue, sitting in the back row, tugged at Chen Xuebing's headrest and said apologetically.

Chen Xuebing's lips twitched slightly.

Comrade Xiao Yang speaks too casually.

Everyone's already on the bus, why are you apologizing to me in front of your mother? It's like I'm unhappy about it!

"Hey! Your uncles and aunts care about you so much, isn't that great? You're so lucky, I envy you. I'm studying at university in Chongqing, and no one from my family comes to see me off."

Chen Xuebing said slowly with a smile.

Hearing Chen Xuebing's slightly calm tone and looking at the new Audi, Xiang Xuefang, sitting in the back row, asked hesitantly, "Yueyue, are you really classmates?"

"Hey! I told you, my deskmate! He's amazing. He took half a year off in his senior year of high school and got into Chongqing Jiaotong University. He and I discussed study methods, and our homeroom teacher, Mr. Guo, even had the whole class adopt them. I also learned a lot of in-depth historical and political knowledge, which I even used in my college entrance exam essay."

Yang Qingyue proudly introduced Chen Xuebing, recounting their shared memories.

As for Chen Xuebing's business dealings, she was also proud of them, but this part was somewhat mysterious to her, and she said she didn't quite understand it.

"Oh..." Xiang Xuefang nodded: "Then you should thank them, Chen, for troubling you to give us a ride."

"Auntie, you're too kind. My grades improved thanks to Yang Qingyue's notes."

Chen Xuebing knew what parents who doted on their children so much would worry about, so he chose the healthiest topic.

Upon hearing this, Xiang Xuefang smiled, and her posture visibly relaxed.

She really wanted to ask Chen Xuebing about his family background and how he could drive such a nice, brand-new car.

But feeling it was impolite, she started talking to her daughter.

"High school is over. You want to play during the holidays, and Mom isn't forcing you. Your dad and I have discussed it and are planning to enroll you in an etiquette and tea ceremony class in Shenzhen. You can take some time to learn and reflect, okay?"

"Oh... okay, how many days are you staying in Shenzhen?"

"You want me to stay with you in Shenzhen? How about I rent a place near your school and stay with you for two months?"

"Ah... never mind then, you still have to go to work, and we have military training too, so we can't come out. Why don't you go to Hong Kong to find your dad? By the way, I heard it's very sunny there too."

"When we get there, Mom will go with you to buy sunscreen."

"Why don't you come with me for a walk around the neighborhood? I want to see what good food there is, and I'd like to bring some back for my roommates too."

"Okay, the chili oil I brought you is made in your aunt's factory, it tastes good. If you have any classmates in the Southwest, you can share some with them. If you don't have enough, I'll send you more. Get along well with your classmates, okay?" "Mom, I'm 18 years old, don't worry about me. When you go to Hong Kong, we'll be very close."

"Ah."

Xiang Xuefang agreed, but stroked her daughter's head as if she were stroking a child.

Hearing this heartwarming conversation, Chen Xuebing was genuinely envious.

This family is so warm.

No wonder Yang Qingyue is always so cheerful.

As he was thinking, a fragrance approached.

"Chen Xuebing, when are you coming to Shenzhen? Let me scout it out first. When you get here, I'll take you to eat something delicious!"

Chen Xuebing paused for a moment, thought about the next steps, and smiled:

"In Shenzhen... it shouldn't be too long. You should hurry up and scout it out. To be honest, I haven't really eaten anything good in Shenzhen. Besides roadside rice noodle rolls, street food stalls, and teahouses, oh, the restaurant on the 49th floor of the China World Trade Center has a pretty good view and the Cantonese food is so-so. You and your aunt can go check it out."

"Great! You must have been too busy with business to look around properly. How could a city of over 800 million people not have good food? I'll find a good hot pot restaurant first, and then I'll take you there!"

Yang Qingyue was somewhat excited.

Hearing their conversation, Xiang Xuefang couldn't help but scrutinize Chen Xuebing again.

Running a business at such a young age?

But her good manners allowed her to control her curiosity and quietly close her eyes to rest.

Seeing that Aunt Xiang in the back row seemed to have fallen asleep, Chen Xuebing lowered his voice as he chatted with Yang Qingyue.

The atmosphere made all three people in the car feel very comfortable.

Twenty minutes later, Chen Xuebing got off the car at the airport and waved goodbye to them with a smile.

Xiang Xuefang watched the car drive away before taking Yang Qingyue's hand and asking, "Your classmate, starting a business at such a young age?"

Yang Qingyue watched the car drive away, smiling broadly: "Yes, Mom, I'm telling you, he's very capable. He runs his own business and has companies in Chongqing and Shenzhen. He even bought the car with his own money."

"Oh..." Xiang Xuefang nodded slightly in amazement: "It's really amazing."

"However... we don't need to envy others. Doing business is very risky. We should focus on our studies and become experts who are respected everywhere, just like your father. That would be great too."

Yang Qingyue smiled.

"Of course, my dad is the best!"

……

September 3rd, morning.

The second phase of the water conservancy project, section three, which is a project that benefits the people, has been under construction for nearly a week, but there has been a constant stream of noise and disturbances.

This morning, Tan Hailiang's death was finally declared.

"Your current output value is a total of 136 million. If you agree, just sign here."

After he finished speaking, he handed the receipt in his hand forward.

"Impossible!" Luo An waved his hand angrily, "We finished the most difficult part of this lucrative project, and now you're going to take the work at the original price and go do the most profitable part? No way! If you want to do that, don't blame me for blocking your work!"

"Pooh."

The usually composed Liang Hui was acting somewhat recklessly today. He spat on the ground, pointed to the construction area not far away where excavators were already digging, and raised an eyebrow:
"Let me tell you this: that area isn't yours. Go and block it, and I'll see. If you don't leave lying down, I'll change my surname to Luo's."

As soon as he finished speaking, the twenty-odd people behind Liang Hui all looked at Luo An with unfriendly eyes.

Standing behind Luo An, Luo Hong quickly gave Luo Min a wink.

As a civil servant, Luo Min wasn't particularly afraid of those thug-like men. She stepped forward, adopting the air of a former boss lady, and said to Tan Hailiang:

"Old Tan, I don't want to talk to someone like you who's just an employee. Call Chen Xuebing over and let him come and talk."

Tan Hailiang shook his head and did not answer.

"Heh." Liang Hui chuckled dryly. "You think you can get our boss to do this little project? You're divorced from President Yu, so you're not qualified to see him anymore. Tell me what you want to say, and I'll report to President Chen."

Luo Min really wanted to curse.

But in just over a week, she had lost her previous confidence.

She's actually quite eager to see Chen Xuebing right now.

Last Monday, after leaving Chen Xuebing's company, she quickly checked Baosteel warrants. The next day, she found that they had indeed doubled. She watched the market all day and it was still rising. Out of caution, she went to the entrance of Chen Xuebing's company to inquire about the situation. She heard people inside shouting "Buy!" She immediately went back and confronted Luo Hong, making a scene and getting 300 million yuan back from him. She then invested it all in the company.

The securities procedures took a day.

I entered the market on Thursday morning, just before the peak.

As soon as she entered, the price jumped from 1.9 to 2.088, earning her over 100,000 yuan.

She had just tasted success and was overjoyed when suddenly the sky fell.

Before the morning close, it fell to 1.8, and in the afternoon it fell to 1.73.

The next day, 1.5 million, or 60, was lost.

I became a seasoned stock trader as soon as I entered the market, and now I'm stuck with losses.

We were waiting for the peak, but it only lasted a few days before hovering around 1.2.

She went to Chen Xuebing's company to try and find out more information, but was stopped from a distance. After that, she frantically searched for Yu Chunyin.

She figured the money would eventually belong to Yu Xinxin, so Yu Chunyin wouldn't just ignore it.

As a result, Yu Chunyin's phone was turned off.

She had to find Hong Yongqiang, who, upon learning the situation, told her that Yu Chunyin had doubled her earnings to over 300 million yuan and had gone on a trip.

She burst out laughing: 300 million? I understand candlestick charts now! Even from the lowest to the highest point, you can't make double! Did you all lose money too, and are you lying here?
Hong Yongqiang patiently told her: "They made their money by profiting from the price difference. They doubled the market price and doubled the difference. Plus, they had inside information. They've already withdrawn. Don't play this game anymore."

withdraw?
She lost a third of her money before she even started making any. How could she be willing to give up?
I went back and learned how to do price difference calculations, and even asked a knowledgeable friend to help me with that for two days.

I had a great experience with the stock market and learned how incredible it is to double your money in just a few days.

200 million, but the experience became 100 million.

Yu Chunyin used the money she earned to pay off the market on behalf of her ex-husband.

The house is gone, the car is gone, and now the money is gone too.

If she wants to go back to her old life, she only has one option left: find a master to help her turn her fortunes around.

The most accomplished person she had ever heard of was Chen Xuebing, whom she had always looked down upon.

But now, even his subordinates are so arrogant, and a single sentence has extinguished her last remaining hope.

She held on, but her heart was broken.

"Ha, I own half of this construction site! If he doesn't come, he can forget about starting work!" she screamed hysterically.

Just as Liang Hui was about to start cursing, the phone rang.

He answered the call and made a series of "uh-huh" and "ah-ah" sounds.

As he hung up the phone, he smiled at Luo Hong and his son.
"You two are lucky. President Chen said he'd add 20 to the existing amount. This offer is only valid for a limited time. If you agree, sign the document now, put your fingerprint on it, and leave Luo An's bank account number. Now get out of here."

Luo Hong and Luo An exchanged glances, knowing full well that this was already the best possible outcome.

This Chen Xuebing now has money and manpower; if he wants to eliminate them, they are powerless to resist.

When will you transfer the money?

"Just today."

"it is good."

As soon as Luo Hongyi agreed, Luo An immediately came to sign the document.

"Don't sign! I paid for it, so if I say you can't sign, you can't sign!" Luo Min immediately stepped forward.

Luo Hong held her down.

"What are you doing? Your money has already been withdrawn."

"I still have 60 yuan, and you haven't paid me back!" Luo Min roared.

"They all said they'd transfer the money right away. I'll pay you back the 60 after I transfer it!"

Luo Min took a few deep breaths, realizing that something was wrong: "You promised to give me half of the profits, right? We have a written agreement! You paid back the 300 million, so you must have used the 60, right?"

When money was mentioned, Luo Hong's eyes turned distant.

"Luo Min, I did write down that I would give you half of the profits, but we haven't made any money yet! We have the accounts, do you want to take a look?"

He already knew that Luo Min had lost money in the stock market, and now that Yu Chunyin was gone and there were no new projects, Luo Min was no longer of any value.

That so-called profit receipt is nothing more than a matter of accounting; once the books are done, all the profit vanishes into nothingness.

Luo Min was struck dumb.

Looking at her brother's indifferent expression, she remembered the words Yu Chunyin had once used to scold her.

"You don't understand at all! What are you meddling in?"

Her body went limp, and she collapsed to the ground.

After a while, a sharp whistle rang out from the construction site.

"what--!!!"

……

At the entrance of Chongqing Jiaotong University.

Chen Xuebing's phone vibrated as he got out of the Audi A6.

I picked it up and looked at it; it was sent by Liang Hui.

"Brother, this woman seems to have gone mad."