As soon as Shi Wangyue finished her first class, she received a WeChat message on her phone:
[Yun Zewu: Let’s have dinner together tonight.]
[0: Not going.]
On the busy streets of Cambridge.
In a particularly cool sports car, the handsome young man was full of expectations, but what he was waiting for was such an indifferent word.
My heart suddenly felt cold, as if I had been dumped on the head by a plate of snow water.
But I thought about how I had started to make time half a month ago in order to have dinner with the boy tonight, and today I spent so much energy and time driving over to see him in person.
No matter what you say, you have to send us a WeChat message to continue fighting for it.
Just when he was about to reply to the other party's message, he saw that the message he just saw on the screen of his mobile phone had disappeared, and a row of reminder subtitles appeared: [The other party has withdrawn a message.]
The young man breathed a sigh of relief and just said...
[0:How many people?]
[Yun Zewu: Great God, I know you don’t like liveliness, but I’m the only one, so I’ll celebrate the New Year with you!]
"grass"
The young man felt unspeakably depressed, but he still added carefully:
[Yun Zewu: Brother drove for several hours to come to Boston just to celebrate the New Year with you, a lonely and helpless kid in a foreign country. If you don’t come, you will definitely lose me as a friend.
Yeah, I’m telling you!]
[0:Where?]
Seeing the change in the other person's attitude, a smile immediately appeared on the young man's handsome face.
[Yun Zewu: What do you want to eat? Isn’t get out of class over yet? I’m not far from your school. I’ll drive to pick you up now.]
[Yun Zewu: Do you want to eat Western food or Chinese food? I'll book a place.]
[0:Chinese food, thank you.]
[Yun Zewu: Received. Bared teeth jpg.]
…
Boston's Chinatown is particularly lively tonight, and it's like a world away from the rest of the city.
People were coming and going on the street, and most of them were Asians with black hair, black eyes, and yellow skin. If you didn't listen carefully to what they said, just by looking at their faces and figures, you couldn't tell which Asian country they were from.
However, come to think of it, today is a particularly special day for the Chinese, and most of them are compatriots.
Yun Zewu and Shi Wangyue were mixed in. They obviously had two ears, two eyes, a nose and a mouth. In the eyes of the people around them, they looked better than others.
One is handsome and noble, the other is elegant and refined.
The two of them seemed to have been used to being noticed for a long time. They did not pay attention to the scrutinizing eyes of strangers around them and focused on their own affairs.
The teenager is taking pictures, and the young man is watching.
It's been snowing for two days and two nights and it just stopped.
It was so cold that the young man put his hands in his pockets. He was quite impressed and surprised that in such a cold weather, the young man could stand in Chinatown for so long taking photos with his mobile phone in one bare hand.
It’s not about taking pictures of people, just scenery.
"What's so interesting about taking pictures of these scenery? They're all just painted on a gourd, without any artistry at all."
The boy's interest in taking photos was not dissuaded at all by his words.
Yun Zewu has known the boy online for several years. The two communicated a lot online on weekdays. He had already figured out the other person's personality through words.
There is a way to make money.
Indifferent nature.
Anger will be repaid.
Every inch of profit must be gained.
…
Yet, he stood firm.
Such a person is born with the talent of a general who can rebuke Fang Qiu and know how to kill and seize.
What's more, he has been gifted since childhood and has an extremely smart mind.
It was really hard for him to imagine that he would have such a soft side in his life, that he would be like those little girls who would take photos when going shopping, share, and post on WeChat Moments...
When he saw him behaving like this just now, it would be an exaggeration to say that his head was so shocked that it felt as if a thunderous explosion had occurred.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, tell me, if I take a picture of you squatting on the street to take pictures and send it to the group, will the wolf cubs in our group be shocked?"
Shi Wangyue gave him a faint side glance.
He immediately made a gesture of surrender: "You are kidding, you are kidding, how can the mysterious and unpredictable Great God 0 have such a down-to-earth side? As one of the few people in the world who is lucky enough to know the true face of the Great God, I certainly have the responsibility to protect you.
privacy."
After he finished speaking, he looked at the boy taking pictures with a smile on his face: "I didn't expect that you have such an interesting side."
The boy continued to take photos of the street scenes in Chinatown and ignored him.
Seeing his serious look, the young man became more and more interested in teasing: "Speaking of it, tonight is really worth posting on WeChat Moments. How about we take a group photo?"
He happily took out his cell phone from his pocket.
However, the young man took back his mobile phone and said calmly: "Let's go eat."
The young man knew that the photo he wanted of the two of them had been postponed indefinitely.
…
Later, the two chose a restaurant on the street and went in.
After the two entered, they found that the restaurant they chose was not large, but the interior was decorated with colorful lanterns and Chinese murals, making the environment warm and friendly.
After sitting down in the empty seat, Shi Wangyue kept her head down and texting on WeChat.
As the eldest brother who was nearly a round older, Yun Zewu had no choice but to take over the task of ordering: "Is there anything in particular you want to eat?"
"Anything is fine." The young man didn't even raise his head.
"Okay, let's get some of the pickled fresh meat, oiled trotters, eight-treasure duck, Songjiang seabass, and white-chopped chicken." Yunzewu ticked the boxes on the menu and muttered as he ticked, "We have chicken, duck, and fish.
What else do you want to eat, do you want xiaolongbao?"
The boy opposite paused and nodded: "Yes."
"Okay, let's add another Xiao Long Bao. That's enough, enough for the two of us." He handed the menu to the waiter, who smiled and agreed to place the order.
Yun Zewu seemed to remember something again, so he called the man back and asked, "What can I drink?"
Very pure American English accent.
After asking the waiter, he changed to Mandarin and asked the young man opposite: "Do you want to drink wine?"
The young man had put down his cell phone and said calmly: "Anything is fine."
He immediately said to the waiter with a bright smile: "A bottle of wine."
…
On New Year's Eve, the small restaurants in Chinatown were very busy, but the food was a little slow.
Yuzewu looked at the moon all afternoon while waiting, and he was already hungry.
When the food was almost ready, he poured himself and the young man across from him a glass of wine. Then, he picked up his chopsticks and called to the young man: "Eat while it's hot, eat while it's hot."
After saying that, the chopsticks fell on the eight-treasure duck that he had coveted for a long time.
But unexpectedly, a hand with sharp bones stretched out from mid-air to block his chopsticks: "Wait a minute, I'll take a photo."
Yun Zewu: "..."
What left him speechless the most was that the boy took photos not only of panoramic views, but also of close-ups.
After the photo was taken, the young man said, "Sorry, you can eat."
He said sorry in a clear and cold voice, but it didn't make anyone feel sorry.
Yunzewu didn't bother to worry about it, so he quickly picked up vegetables and ate.
What left him speechless was that despite all the delicious food, the young man did not follow suit, but continued to send WeChat messages:
[Child: [Picture] [Picture] [Picture] [Picture] [Picture], New Year’s Eve dinner tonight.]
[Sister: Shanghai food? It looks good.]
[Child: Yes, a Shanghainese restaurant in Chinatown.]
[Sister: I give you a big thumbs up jpg, it’s okay, you can enjoy it with your friends.]
[Child: Yeah.]
Yun Zewu had eaten it himself, so he had no complaints about the other party's behavior.
He continued to pick up a piece of pickled fresh food and stuffed it into his mouth, enjoying it quite a bit.
While enjoying it, I was also in the mood to tease the childish children: "Are you planning your itinerary for your parents in China? You will take photos of the whole process and live broadcast it."
The young man put down his mobile phone, picked up his chopsticks, and picked up the steaming steamed dumplings he had just served: "No, he is a very important person. She is worried that I will not celebrate the Chinese New Year well abroad, so I sent a few more photos for her to see.
It’s so reassuring.”
Interest immediately appeared on Yun Zewu's face, "Hey, it's worth praising the famous 0 for being so attentive. Is he a man or a woman?"
The young man drank the soup in the steamed dumplings gracefully and said calmly: "Girl."
Yun Zewu was surprised: "You are so young and you have a girlfriend?"
"No." The young man shook his head.
After saying that, he stopped talking.
Yun Zewu is not someone who likes to pry into other people's privacy.
What's more, although he and the boy have known each other online for several years, today is only the third time he has met him in real life.
…
His acquaintance with the young man was strange to say the least.
Because of his family background, he liked money, investment, finance, and playing in the stock market since he was a child.
Many years ago, when he was young and frivolous, he dared to wear a vest and throw a sum of money from his mother, as well as the New Year's money, pocket money, etc. he had accumulated over the years, into the stock market to fish.
At that time, the domestic market was good, and he was very lucky at the beginning, making a lot of money just from fishing.
This also fueled his arrogance and made him become more and more active in the stock market. The domestic stock market was not enough for him, and he had to go abroad through the Internet.
Unexpectedly, he encountered the global economic crisis that year and lost everything.
After all, he was born as a son of everyone. Although he lost all his money, including principal and interest, it did not affect his life, it just affected his mood.
He was young and energetic and could not bear such a big setback.
…
At that time, all the confidence he had in the stock market as a minor was not only the support of his family, but also the knowledge he had learned from his family elders since he was a child.
After all, he is only in high school and is not a professional financial talent. This little knowledge is not enough for him.
He studied on his own online and joined a financial forum.
There are all kinds of people in this financial forum, and they all wear vests anyway, so they can brag as much as they want, and occasionally they can catch a few who have real material.
After all, it is a financial forum. What everyone talks about in the group most is about financial products.
Under such circumstances, he met a great god who was nicknamed "0". Why was he said to be a great god?
Because he seldom speaks in the forum, but every time he speaks out, he always speaks with eloquent words, and he is very accurate in predicting the profit direction of financial products.
So, as time passed, many people noticed him.
He also paid attention to him under such circumstances.
Of course, these alone wouldn't make him, Mr. Yun, treat him so differently.
What made him pay special attention to him was that when he lost hugely, before investing, he deliberately threw a few products he wanted to invest into the group and asked everyone for their opinions.
Perhaps because of his accurate early investment, he made huge profits.
Many people in the group were convinced by him, so the products he selected this time received numerous compliments and applause from the group as usual.
Only "0" specifically pointed out to him: "I will compensate."
At that time, he was arrogant and self-righteous. How could he hear a cold denial among the countless applause?
Those who like to play investments have more or less a gambling streak.
But I didn’t expect that the words 0 hit the mark.
The slap in the face came so quickly.
He really lost miserably.
It was so miserable that I didn’t even have any money left to buy a bottle of regret medicine.
Just like that, he noticed "0" and added him as a friend with a worried look on his face.
Knowing that this was a big shot, he considered himself a junior and was not afraid of embarrassment, so he often took the initiative to seek advice from him and chat with him.
After going abroad, his social circle narrowed, and he contacted people more frequently.
This year I learned that he had also come to the United States, and he immediately drove over to pay homage to the mountain.
At first, he thought he would meet a successful middle-aged man with experienced investment experience and a calm and majestic temperament.
Unexpectedly, what he saw was a very good-looking young man, but his face was particularly childish.
My jaw shattered on the spot.
Damn it, Xiaomei, who is the most powerful person in the financial industry, has always been very proud and thought that she was a low-key investment genius, the kind of young talent!
But I don’t think that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world.
One mountain is higher than the other.
He is awesome, and there is someone even more awesome than him.
The moment he saw 0, he almost knelt down in front of this great god.
When he entered the financial circle, although he was a minor, he was still in high school and was sixteen or seventeen years old.
This person has been in the financial circle for about the same age as him.
How old was he at that time?
8 years old? 9 years old?
What an elementary school student!
On the spot, he faced the Boston autumn wind and felt a sense of desolation: "How can one be bright when one is already beautiful?"
0 You were born to defeat him, right?!
…
"What is terror and bravery, what is constant proximity to death, what is struggle?"
The pale golden chrysanthemum-colored liquid entered his throat, and Shi Wangyue pursed her lower lip heavily.
He looked out the window at the bustling crowds in Chinatown and narrowed his deep eyes slightly.
At the age of seven.
At the cost of his own legs, he got his first pot of gold, a 5% stake in Shijia Group's most profitable company at the time.
Over the years, although this company's profits have declined year by year.
But adding up the dividends every year, over seven or eight years, it’s still a lot of money.
After his generous expression caused his cheating mother to be kicked out.
His grandfather, Shi Manchuan, chairman of Shi Group, transferred all the money to his name and allowed him to withdraw it freely abroad.
Sister is right, the country and Jincheng are bound to him.
After going abroad, he will have a vast world to roam freely.