115 A Critical Strike from a Roommate
Before the seafood buffet trip of dorm 414 began, they went back to the dorm first. Everyone put down the textbooks they had just used in class. As for Wang Heng, he operated on his computer again.
Fu Hanwen suddenly asked, “Teacher Wang, what are you doing now?”
Wang Heng: “Wait a moment, I’m transferring some money home first.”
Fu Hanwen couldn’t help but exclaim, “Teacher Wang is only a freshman, and he’s already starting to give back to his parents?”
Wang Ke also sighed with emotion. “A simple ‘admiration’ is already hard to express my feelings…”
Tang Hexing: “It’s okay, we’ll wait.”
Wang Heng smiled and confirmed the transfer.
This time, his own share of Bitcoin had gone from 60,000 to 530,000. Adding Lu Qi’s one-third profit, it was 850,000. Compared to Lu Qi’s 740,000, Wang Heng himself was the bigger winner.
He transferred 150,000 to his father.
This way, he still had 700,000 for investment. Considering the World Cup and the stock market trends in the coming year, this 700,000 was definitely enough.
After the transfer was completed, Wang Heng sent another text message to his father: 【Dad, I transferred some money to you. I earned it from investing in Bitcoin recently. You take it and pay off the mortgage first.】
Then he stood up and called out, “Let’s go, let’s go eat!”
**
After another day of messy work, it was time to get off work. But for Wang Jian, this didn’t mean the arrival of rest time, but the beginning of another work task.
The leader came over, patted his shoulder, and smiled. “Let’s go, Little Wang. Today’s drinking session depends on your acting skills!”
Wang Jian, who was not much younger than the leader, smiled apologetically. “Reporting to the leader, I definitely have no problem.”
Just then, his phone’s text message notification sound rang. Wang Jian took out his phone and was instantly stunned.
The leader craned his neck to take a look and couldn’t help but cry out, “One hundred and fifty thousand! What business are you doing?”
Wang Jian said blankly, “My son transferred it…”
The leader’s expression became even stranger. “Your son? What business does he do?”
**
Before he even reached the school gate with his roommates, Wang Heng received a call from his father.
“Hello, how did you earn so much!” As soon as the call connected, his father asked bluntly, “I know Bitcoin has risen sharply, but yours is too exaggerated!”
Wang Heng smiled. “It’s okay… You just take it. Didn’t you always say the mortgage was particularly annoying? Now it’s fine. You can sit back and relax, right?”
Father: “You gave it all to me, what about yourself?”
Wang Heng: “Don’t worry about me. I definitely won’t treat myself badly. And after Bitcoin, I’ll find other investment opportunities. I guess there’s still money to be made.”
Father: “Then don’t you need capital for investment?”
Wang Heng: “I kept some for myself. What I gave you is just a part.”
His father on the other end of the line was stunned for a moment and couldn’t help but lose his voice. “How much did you actually earn!”
Wang Heng looked around, confirming that his roommates were chatting and not paying attention to him, then lowered his voice and said, “Not much, just less than a million.”
Father: “…”
Wang Heng: “Why aren’t you talking?”
“What else do you want me to say, you brat?” his father groaned. “Not much? A million? Are you humiliating your old man!”
Wang Heng: “How could it be humiliation? I transferred the money to show filial piety to you, of course. Alright, I won’t talk anymore. I’m going out to eat now.”
Father: “Eating a big meal?”
Wang Heng: “Congratulations, you guessed right. By the way, with this money, you can also eat something good yourself.”
His father snorted coldly. “Increase income and reduce expenditure. Knowing only how to increase income but not how to reduce expenditure won’t do. I’ll keep this money. Besides paying off the mortgage, I’ll save the rest for you, in case you lose everything in your investments in the future and have no food to eat!”
“Haha, that’s good…”
After hanging up the call with his father, the corners of Wang Heng’s mouth couldn’t help but curve up.
What does it mean to ride the crest of success? The poverty he had experienced for a long time in the first timeline, the tightness in his wallet, the shadow named ‘poverty’, had finally dissipated today. And with many investment opportunities in the future in his head, it was foreseeable that today’s harvest was just the beginning.
Wang Heng felt that smiling silently without saying a word, without showing off at all, was already a model of remaining calm in the face of favor or disgrace.
The four boys had already walked to the main gate of the school. However, at this moment, they noticed almost simultaneously—on the inevitable path out of the school ahead, there was a short-haired mature woman wearing a trench coat, looking at them with a smile.
The smile on Wang Heng’s face froze instantly.
And Tang Hexing, Fu Hanwen, and Wang Ke soon discovered that the target of this beautiful mature woman’s gaze seemed to be… Wang Heng?
The boys stopped in their tracks in unison.
The next moment, the short-haired mature woman with a brilliant smile strode over.
Lu Qi never wore skirts, and her walking pace also had a heroic handsomeness. If her face weren’t so exquisite, many people would probably mistake her for a handsome young man. However, if she were treated as a handsome guy, Lu Qi’s height wouldn’t be quite enough. Less than 1.7 meters tall, she was about the same height as the shortest Little Tang in dorm 414.
She came to the boys, waved her hand, swept her gaze over the four boys, and finally fixed it on Wang Heng.
“Aren’t you going to introduce us?”
Wang Heng sighed and said helplessly, “Sister Lu, these three are my roommates, Tang Hexing, Fu Hanwen, and Wang Ke. Classmates, this is Sister Lu, my boss at my part-time job.”
Lu Qi smiled and reminded him, “Besides being a boss?”
Wang Heng: “Investment partner.”
Fu Hanwen was the first to react and quickly asked, “Sister Lu, you invested in Bitcoin with him?”
Lu Qi nodded. “Yes, didn’t he tell you?”
“No…” Wang Ke asked curiously, “So how much money did you guys make?”
Wang Heng didn’t speak, just glared at Lu Qi.
In front of roommates, appropriate showing off is beneficial to physical and mental health, but going overboard is not good. If the figure of millions was really revealed, the atmosphere of making friends in the future would probably be a bit wrong…
Lu Qi blinked. “I made quite a lot, hundreds of thousands. But Wang Heng was only responsible for making suggestions, so he didn’t make much himself.”
The roommates sighed in unison, seemingly a little regretful.
Wang Heng also breathed a long sigh of relief. Fortunately, Lu Qi wasn’t Pei Ningle; she knew how to read the room.
At this moment, Tang Hexing suddenly said, “We’re going to eat a seafood buffet later. Does Sister Lu want to join us?”
“Seafood buffet?” Lu Qi’s eyes lit up. “Of course, no problem!”
Wang Heng pressed his chest, feeling a critical strike from his roommate—Little Tang, I have no grudges against you in the past or recently. Why push me into the fire pit at a critical moment?
