068 Really Complicated
Wang Heng carried the hamster to the very top floor of the dormitory.
The dormitory had a total of six floors, and the seventh floor above was the rooftop. Walking out of the top-floor stairwell, the area in front of him was wide and empty, with nothing but a few poles and clotheslines.
Wang Heng silently walked to the edge of the rooftop, his elbows resting on the railing.
The hamster: “Are you thinking of throwing me off?”
Wang Heng looked down at it and asked, “If I throw you off, will you die?”
The hamster: “This body will definitely be done for, but the Administrator is immortal.”
Wang Heng was a little melancholic. “I could have guessed. Throwing you off won’t solve any problems… The Administrator is immortal, but a mortal like me is different. When people are killed, they die.”
The hamster chuckled softly. “Isn’t that obvious?”
Wang Heng held it in his left hand and pointed to his chest with his right.
“I’m an ordinary person. If I get stabbed with a knife, I’ll die. The only ones I have daily contact with now are Pei Ningle and Lu Qi. But if you bring Han Yixuan over, or even Ye Xun… then it’s all over. It’s no use for me to deliberately not raise their affection. I’ve already seen it. You’re not just watching the show, you’re actively creating the plot!”
The more he spoke, the more indignant Wang Heng felt.
The hamster spread its little hands. “But I’ve also told you that if you’re really in mortal danger, I will definitely remind you. And starting over again, you’re also on guard. You definitely won’t crash and burn so easily. Why not give it a try?”
Wang Heng: “Try what?”
“Actively start a harem!” the hamster whispered seductively. “You’re not really without feelings for them, are you? Otherwise, why would you lend a helping hand? In that case, just take the initiative…”
“No!” Wang Heng interrupted very decisively. “Starting a harem is a terrible thing!”
The hamster stared at him, stunned for a few seconds, and lamented, “Is this what turning over a new leaf is? But for a scumbag who was yandere-d, your words really aren’t convincing…”
Wang Heng subconsciously squeezed the hamster in his hand and said with conviction, “That was the old, ignorant me. The me now has learned my lesson, has thought things through, and has a complete moral compass. So, I will absolutely not start a harem!”
“You can talk, but why are you squeezing me!” The hamster twisted its body.
Wang Heng quickly loosened his grip.
The hamster pointed behind him. “Do you see it?”
Wang Heng looked back but didn’t see anything.
The hamster: “The flag planted on your back, it’s standing so high. Don’t you see it?”
Wang Heng realized and sneered, “You’re saying I’m raising a flag… Forget it. Say whatever you want. I won’t change my mind anyway. And you have to understand, it’s not just that I don’t want to start a harem; I’m not even interested in dating anymore! Why not do something else instead of getting myself stuck in that sour, stinky swamp?”
The hamster: “Human nature is very complicated…”
Wang Heng: “Heh, what does it matter to me how complicated other people are? As long as you don’t force me, there will definitely be no problem!”
The hamster shrugged and didn’t say anything more. But its small, mung bean-like eyes were clearly filled with amusement.
**
The next morning, in a lecture hall at the University of Finance and Economics, an introductory finance course for freshmen came to an end.
As the bell rang, the professor giving the lecture closed the courseware on his computer, packed his things, and walked out of the classroom.
But before he reached the elevator, he was stopped.
The one blocking his way was a freshman girl who had just been sitting in the front row during class. The professor had an impression of her. This girl had been listening attentively the whole time and seemed to have taken a lot of notes, which made him feel a little gratified. Of course, the girl’s appearance was also quite pretty, which made the professor take a couple more glances at her.
“Hello, Professor. My name is Han Yixuan,” the girl bowed slightly. “I have a question I’d like to ask.”
“Go ahead. What is it?”
“I’d like to know if the knowledge from our finance major is of great help for investing.”
The question was unexpected, and the professor was taken aback. “Help for investing? What, you want to invest?”
Han Yixuan nodded.
The professor asked again, “Does your family have a lot of assets? A large sum of money waiting for you to manage?”
Han Yixuan shook her head. “No, my family is nothing special, but I want to accumulate assets on my own.”
The professor: “Professional knowledge is definitely helpful, but it only helps you understand where the threshold is.”
Han Yixuan: “Can’t it help me get rich quick?”
The professor sized up the girl. After a few seconds, he sighed.
He opened the textbook, found a page with an illustration, and then pointed to the white-haired old man in the illustration. “Buffett. This person needs no introduction, right? Tell me, what is his investment strategy?”
Han Yixuan had already previewed the chapter on securities investment and answered without hesitation, “His strategy is value investing. It’s about identifying good companies with potential and holding their shares for the long term, such as Coca-Co—”
The professor interrupted, “Yes, but do you know his family background?”
Han Yixuan shook her head blankly.
The professor smiled. “The book will only tell you that Buffett had a business mind since he was a child and visited the stock exchange at the age of 8. But the book won’t tell you that the one who took him to the exchange was his father, a congressman. And the one who received them was a member of the Goldman Sachs board of directors at the time. Their family had been rising since the 19th century and had never been poor.”
Han Yixuan couldn’t help but ask, “So, the reason he could become an investment legend is because of his good family background?”
The professor: “There are many people in the world with good family backgrounds, but how many Buffetts are there? Family background is the starting line. The fact that he can run farther than everyone else is, of course, his ability. But you also have to think, why is he so well-informed in the capital market? How much was his initial capital? And even so, his annualized rate of return is only about 20 percent. What about ordinary people?”
Han Yixuan couldn’t help but ask, “Then what advantage do we finance students have?”
“Advantage? You mean an advantage in getting rich?” The professor frowned. “This is just an undergraduate major to let you learn knowledge. It won’t directly give you money or tell you the secret to getting rich. To make money, you have to struggle in the market, and the probability of success is not high.”
The girl was still a little unwilling. “But there must be some special advantages, right?”
The professor thought for a moment and decided to use the most direct example to illustrate the problem.
He pointed to the watch on his left wrist. “This watch costs more than two thousand. Can you guess why it’s not a Rolex worth hundreds of thousands?”
Then he took out the car key from his pants pocket. “This car costs more than three hundred thousand. Can you guess why it’s not a Maserati?”
Han Yixuan understood everything, and her gaze instantly dimmed. “Because you can’t either…”
Sunlight streamed in from the window, shining on the professor.
He touched the top of his head, which was a little reflective, his face full of the vicissitudes of life. “My own money didn’t come from thin air either. Investing is just for fun. Understand? The financial market is very complicated, really complicated.”
