"You won't believe it, but gold has been soaring lately. It's estimated to reach 800 yuan per gram today."
"A few days ago, when you kept telling me to buy, if I'd listened, I might have made ten thousand yuan."
Fang Yuan and Qiao Weidong were close friends.
Qiao Weidong was a boss with some assets, but Fang Yuan was just an office worker. An extra ten thousand yuan, earned effortlessly, would have kept him happy for a long time.
"What?!"
"800 yuan per gram?!"
Qiao Weidong shot to his feet, his chopsticks clattering to the floor.
Song Qian shot him a glance, her brow furrowing. "Even if gold goes up, what's it to you? Why are you so worked up?"
"I bought some!"
"Of course I'm excited if I bought some!"
He quickly pulled out his phone, his hands trembling as he opened the investment app to check his returns.
"How much did you buy?"
With gold surging, the amount of money invested was less important than the fact that he had bought at all.
What mattered now was how much Qiao Weidong had actually invested.
When Qiao Weidong pulled out his phone, Song Qian leaned in to check. She gasped, covering her mouth in surprise. "Ah, it... it went up..."
"I made fifty to sixty thousand yuan."
But Qiao Weidong was so angry he pounded his chest. His gaze fell on Song Chuan.
"Xiao Chuan..."
"I should have listened to you from the start. I should have bought more."
"I only made a few tens of thousands."
Full of regret, Qiao Weidong clenched his fist and repeatedly hammered his chest, his heart filled with remorse.
But it was too late for regrets. He leaned closer to Song Chuan and began questioning him.
"Xiao Chuan, I remember you bought some too. How much did you invest?"
"Xiao Chuan bought gold too? He probably only bought a few tens of thousands. Enough to cover living expenses, I guess."
Fang Yuan, sitting nearby, was also full of regret.
But regret was useless now.
He picked up a piece of meat with his chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth. Eating was the most important thing.
Not only Fang Yuan, but Song Qian, Tong Wenjie, and the others at the table also assumed Song Chuan hadn't bought much.
Suddenly being questioned by Qiao Weidong made Song Chuan awkward. He awkwardly rubbed his nose.
"Uncle Qiao, I really didn't buy much. Just enough to cover my living expenses."
"What do you mean by 'not much'? Tell Uncle Qiao exactly how much."
"Uh..."
Song Chuan didn't dare say.
Qiao Weidong and Fang Yuan at the table had already been stimulated by this. If he revealed how much he'd made—a fortune—he'd likely make them faint from anger.
"Uncle Qiao, I'm a bit hungry."
"Let's eat first."
Having spent years in the business world, Qiao Weidong was no fool. He could see that Xiao Chuan was evading the topic and didn't want to discuss it further.
This only made Qiao Weidong more curious. How much had the boy actually bought?
"Alright, alright."
"Let's eat."
"Xiao Chuan, you have to drink with me and your Uncle Fang Yuan tonight."
During the banquet, Song Chuan realized Qiao Weidong had made up his mind to get him drunk.
Not wanting to offend Qiao Weidong, he quietly downed several cups of wine, his head growing hazy.
Waving his hand, Song Chuan said, "Uncle Qiao, I can't take any more. I need to use the restroom."
"Haha, already down, Xiao Chuan? Alright, go quickly and come back."
Seeing Song Chuan leave his seat, Zhu Suosuo also felt uneasy. "I'll go with you," she said.
After the two of them had left, Qiao Yingzi glared at her father. "Dad, you were deliberately getting Song Chuan drunk."
"What are you doing?"
"You've made him so drunk!"
"You little brat, calling him 'Brother Song Chuan' all the time and taking his side."
His gaze fell on the phone on the table. Qiao Weidong had indeed deliberately gotten Song Chuan drunk earlier.
The phone was Song Chuan's.
He'd forgotten to take it with him.
Qiao Weidong picked up the phone and glanced at the numbers on the screen. He was so startled that he fell back onto the floor with a thud.
"Did you drink too much as well? You've fallen on the floor!"
"Yingzi, quickly help your father up!"
Hearing the commotion beside her, Song Qian looked over and saw Qiao Weidong sprawled on the floor. She immediately called out to Yingzi to help him up.
As they drew closer, Song Qian noticed the phone in Qiao Weidong's hand.
"Isn't this Xiao Chuan's phone?"
"No, why are you snooping through Xiao Chuan's phone?"
Qiao Weidong shivered. "That kid Xiao Chuan is definitely not ordinary."
"He invested two million, and just by buying gold, he made over 1.81 million!"
"And this was in just a few days! That's as much as I make in half a year."
Before, Qiao Weidong's company had been doing well, and he'd even made more than that in six months. But the market had been bad for the past few years, so this was all he'd managed to earn. Still, it was more than families like Fang Yuan's earned.
"No wonder he urged me to buy more back then—he must have known something!"
"And now he's got friends gifting him land and even a Cullinan! He must have some extraordinary talent!"
"Wait, land? A Cullinan? Old Qiao, what are you talking about? I don't understand."
Fang Yuan and Tong Wenjie looked utterly bewildered.
Song Qian knew about the land, but she had no idea about the Cullinan.
Everyone at the table turned to look at Qiao Weidong.
Meanwhile...
In the restroom...
The phone on the table was displaying the gold deposit page, which Song Chuan had estimated Qiao Weidong had set up.
He knew Qiao Weidong had deliberately gotten him drunk just to see this.
Since Qiao Weidong was so eager to watch...
Let him watch.
"Look at you, you can't hold your liquor but you insisted on drinking anyway. You're swaying like a reed."
"This is the men's room... I... I'll go out first..."
Just as Zhu Suosuo turned to leave, Song Chuan lost his balance.
Seeing him about to fall, she quickly steadied him, gritting her teeth. "You... you... hurry up and pee..."
"Once you're done, I can help you out of here."
But Song Chuan was too dizzy. He draped his arms over Zhu Suosuo's shoulders and gave a gentle nudge.
Her heart melted instantly.
A faint blush spread across her face. "Are you going to pee or not? If not, I'm taking you out."
"I'm going to pee! Isn't that why we came in here?"
"Then hurry up!"
"So impatient? Why don't you just... take it out and help me?"
-----------------------
Completed English PDF of this fan-fic on my Patreon shop if you want to support and own the full fan-fic in one go. Just grab the PDF and binge the entire story from start to finish!
Guys, I've uploaded some High Quality english translated fanfic on my Patreon shop! Feel free to check it out-if you're interested, you can grab a copy and support me there.
Here are a few titles of recently uploaded fanfics:
New Addition:
" Houtarou Oreki in the Classroom of the Elite 18+ "
" My Harem of Beauties "
" High School DxD: Endless Plunder "
" Demon King Priest (18+) "
" I Became a Village Chief in the Primitive Age "
" Fantasy: I Claimed a Million Saintesses "
" After Rebirth, I Became the Obsessive Tycoon's Addiction "
" Starting with Catching Ghosts in the Girls' Dorm "
" Smut: Haughty "Husband" (18+) "
" The Prosperous Dynasty (18+) "
" I Want to Be the Man of the Immortal Lord and Demon Emperor (18+) "
" The Scent of Rural Blossoms 🌸 (18+) "
" You Refused to Side with the Villain—So Why Cry When I Let You Go? (18+) "
" Succubus Physique: I Really Am Surrounded by Beauties (18+) "
" Many Children, Many Blessings—Starting with the Willow Deity (18+) "
Your support means a lot-thanks in advance, legends!
many more are available 75+
patreon.com/RoyalStories
(End of Chapter)