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Chapter 46: The Book Has Its Own Golden House

 Galaxy Securities provides attentive service and enthusiastic managers. They also helped me achieve a breakthrough of zero performance this month.

Unable to hold back his enthusiasm, Meng Lang finally opened an investment account and said that he would continue to cooperate if given the opportunity. Only then did he walk out of the securities company with gifts from the two of them with sincere smiles.

I walked out of the securities company and returned to the crowded streets, bathing in the bright sunshine of early spring.

Obviously there was no change in his body, but it was just the change in the balance in his bank card, and he felt as if the whole world had changed.

"It's really easy for rich people to do business..."

Meng Lang couldn't help but sigh.

The richer you are, the easier it is to make money. The less rich you are, the harder it is to make money. The Matthew Effect in this society immediately showed its authority in Meng Lang, a nouveau riche.

The good and evil of money are often unfair to the poor and the rich.

Once you have money in your hands, the next step is to think about how to spend it.

Meng Lang walked towards a nearby fruit shop without hesitation...



The First Affiliated Hospital of Suzhou University, Inpatient Department.

A middle-aged woman sat beside the hospital bed, looking at her husband wearing an oxygen mask on the bed, with a sad look on her face.

"Click!" The door was pushed open, and Duan Xian walked in carrying a thermos box.

"Mom, let's eat. After you finish eating, go back and take a rest. I'll just stay here with Dad in the afternoon."

"Alas! How can I get anything to eat in your father's condition?"

"Mom, it's okay. Didn't the doctor say that after Dad's high blood pressure is recuperated for another week and the operation is completed, the average patient can get out of bed in just one month?" Duan Xian comforted him.

"Hurry up and eat something and go back to rest. Otherwise, if Dad is fine and you are exhausted, will you have to ask Dad to take care of you?"

"Alas!" Duan's mother sighed again, and then took the lunch box handed over by Duan Xian.

At this moment, the door was pushed open and a nurse walked in.

"Family members of the 16-bed patient, please go to the charge office to pay this week's hospitalization fee."

"Okay, thank you nurse."

"No...you're welcome. If you need anything, please ring the bell anytime."

The little nurse went out with a red face, and her eyes were full of stars when she left...

Duan Xian picked up the payment list, looked at the amount at the end, and frowned slightly.

Duan's mother also took a look at the list and couldn't help but sigh again.

"We haven't even had surgery yet. One critical illness treatment cost us seven hundred and seventy-eight dollars. I heard that the cost of post-operative treatment is higher than the cost of surgery. What should I do next..."

"Mom, I will find a way to make money, so don't worry about it."

"You have just worked for two years, where can you find so much money? It's not like you lent 50,000 yuan to a college classmate a few days ago. It would be good to get this money back.

Alas! If that doesn't work, just sell the house. With our savings over the years, it should be enough.

Originally, we planned to keep this money for you to find a wife..."

"Mom! How long have you been thinking about this? The house can't be sold. Where will you live if it is sold? I told you about money, and I will find a way!" Duan Xian said helplessly.

He couldn't help but think of Meng Lang's previous phone call, but the next second he smiled bitterly and shook his head.

What are you thinking about?

That guy would be great if he could support himself.

It really doesn't work...

He touched the credit card in his pocket and said, "Mom, I'm going out to pay the hospitalization fee."

The cost of his father's treatment was like a huge mountain, weighing him down. He lowered his head and walked heavily.

But just after taking two steps, "Dong Dong!" there were two knocks at the door.

As soon as Duan Xian looked up, he saw a familiar face standing at the door looking inside.

"Axian! I finally found you. This hospital is too big, but it took me a while to find you!"

"Why are you here?" Duan Xian was stunned.

Meng Lang placed the fruit basket he was carrying on the table, then looked at Duan's mother with a smile.

"Hello, aunt. I am Meng Lang, Axian's college roommate. I heard that my uncle is sick. I should have come to visit a long time ago, but I was really busy the past two days."

"It's okay, it's okay. Sit down quickly. I'm so glad you came."

Duan's mother glanced at the exquisitely packaged fruit basket on the table and couldn't help but say.

"You have just started working. There are many places to spend money. Just come and get people. Why are you spending so much money?"

"Yes, aunt, how is uncle doing?" Meng Lang looked at Father Duan on the hospital bed.

"The doctor said that the condition is quite stable, and surgery can be arranged as soon as next week."

Duan Xian walked to Meng Lang and couldn't help but glance at Meng Lang.

This guy is still right, but I always feel that some inexplicable changes have occurred in the other person...

Yeah! That’s right, it’s the attitude!

It seemed like it had been a long time since I'd seen Meng Lang in such high spirits.

"Don't worry, Auntie. I have checked with a friend who is a doctor. My uncle's disease is not a big deal with the current medical level. The operation will definitely be successful. You don't have to worry at all."

Duan Xian looked confused, when did you have a friend who was a doctor?

Hearing that Meng Lang was so sure, Duan's mother felt a lot more relaxed. "I hope so."

"Oh, by the way, A-yin, here, this is for you."

"This is..." Duan Xian looked at the bank card that Meng Lang suddenly handed over in confusion.

"You forgot, didn't you take some money to invest with me before and made a small profit? This is your share. The password is my birthday." Meng Lang winked at him.

Duan Xian took the card with some confusion.

I am investing and I have only loaned it out for a few days? What kind of investment can pay back its capital so quickly?

That's right! This guy must have known that I needed money urgently, so he found an excuse to help me raise some.

He was a little moved in his heart.

"How much is inside?"

"Not much, 1.5 million."

Duan Xian's hand holding the card couldn't help but tremble, and he looked at Meng Lang with wide eyes.

Duan's mother also looked over in astonishment.

"you……"

Duan Xian was shocked and a little suspicious.

He hoped Meng Lang wasn't joking, but he also couldn't believe it was true.

But how could he not know the level of Meng Lang's financial strength?

To suddenly take out 1.5 million, everyone thinks it's a bit nonsense.

However... although this guy has a somewhat eccentric personality, he would not make such a joke in front of Duan's mother...

"Come out with me!" Regardless of Duan's mother's stunned look, Duan Xian directly took Meng Lang's hand and dragged him out of the ward.

"Hey! What are you doing? Don't worry about it. We're in the hospital! It'll be so sad if those little nurses see it."

"Don't worry, I'll be even more excited when I see them."

rash:"……"

When he arrived at the deserted corridor, Duan Xian let go of Meng Lang. "Tell me, where did you get this money?"

"I told you, you can make money from investing!"

"What kind of investment can double 30 times in a week? Are you robbing a bank?"

"The risk of robbing a bank is so high, it's too low-end. It's only now that I finally realized that what the teacher said before was right.

As long as you study more, you don’t have to think about making money at all, there is a golden house in the book!”

Duan Xian was speechless.

Back in college, who kept saying that he would never go to graduate school, and that social practice would yield true knowledge?

"There is a gold house in the book? Are you trying to make money according to the criminal law?"

This time it was Meng Lang's turn to be speechless.

They are all majoring in Chinese, and they are really good at word games.

"Don't talk nonsense. My money comes from a very legitimate source. It's completely reasonable and legal. Have you ever heard of options? Do you know the betting agreement?"

Don’t know? So if you want to make money, you have to study more!

Okay, okay, you still have doubts about my character? You have to tell me that this was stolen from a bank vault before you would believe it?

Just be careful and use it! Use the best medicine for your uncle, and you can’t skimp on this stuff."

Seeing that Meng Lang's calm face did not look like ill-gotten gains, Duan Xian felt relieved.

"Okay, then this money... is a loan from me, and I will pay it back as soon as possible."

"Okay! When you lent me the 50,000 yuan, did you ask me when you would pay it back?

If you say it's your investment dividend, you can take it with peace of mind. If you say it's a loan, then your uncle and aunt will have to think about how to pay you back every day?

But don’t let your illness get cured and you have a heart problem again, then you would be extremely unfilial!"

Duan Xian looked at Meng Lang seriously, making sure that the other party really didn't care whether he could pay him back or not, and he was filled with emotions.

Only when you step out of the ivory tower can you understand how precious this unrequited friendship is.

At the same time, Duan Xian also made a decision in his heart.

"Brother, I won't say anything disgusting. I will remember your kindness forever! Even if you want me to do things that go against my principles in the future, I will not hesitate!"

"Okay, okay, isn't this disgusting? Let's go quickly, don't let Auntie think too much."

Meng Lang pushed Duan Xian back to the ward. Just as he was about to go in, Duan Xian suddenly stopped again.

"What's wrong?" Meng Lang looked at Duan Xian in confusion.

"That..." Duan Xian felt a little embarrassed.

"When is your birthday?"

Meng Lang looked at him with a confused look on his face.

I guessed the beginning, but I couldn't guess the ending...


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