Chapter 92: Stock God Zhao Gaoyang

The three of them liked to crowd around and ask questions about everything; Xu Heng was annoyed by their questioning and told them directly that nothing had happened between him and Ying Ziyun, and that he just hadn't come back last night because he had things to do outside.

"Tch~~ then that's no fun." Cheng Huaiyu shook his head in disappointment, swayed back to his own seat, and said with a miserable face: "Yueyue might really be angry with me this time; I sent messages all night last night and she didn't reply once."

"That's not Cheng Ge's problem, you just had to get involved with that freshman; I warned you back then." Sheng Bo said speechlessly.

"I was momentarily bewitched." Cheng Huaiyu sighed, "It's all because the flashy world outside is too tempting, and I couldn't hold myself back. I won't talk to you anymore, I'm going to try chatting with Yueyue again to see if there's a chance for redemption."

"Don't bother chatting, Dan Yuyue likely won't reply to you."

"Bo Bo, don't jump to conclusions so early. Your buddy here has real strength, alright? Go ask around this building, upstairs and downstairs, which dorm doesn't know the great name of your Cheng Ge."

"Everyone definitely knows, because you've already become the notorious scumbag of our dorm."

"Damn! You don't leave your brother any face at all!"

The daily routine in Xu Heng's dorm was bickering; although the matter of Cheng Huaiyu cheating had fermented even more intensely on the campus forum, the backward 2G network of 2007 couldn't stir up much of a storm.

Moreover, many netizens now believed whatever they heard; coupled with Cheng Huaiyu crying on the forum that he had been deceived by a bad woman and didn't want it to happen, the little story he fabricated sounded so real that many people believed his words and felt the fault lay with Ji Meimei.

Ji Meimei had never suffered such grievances; she called over her "simp" number 123456 to take turns inciting the crowd to verbally attack Cheng Huaiyu, but she didn't know that the internet tends to favor the disadvantaged—the more fiercely she attacked, the more sympathy everyone felt for Cheng Huaiyu.

Many girls began to spontaneously counterattack Ji Meimei's army of simps.

Some said Ji Meimei wasn't a good woman either, and that she had even seduced her boyfriend when school started.

Others said that since Cheng Huaiyu was already like this, was it necessary for you, the third party who interfered, to kick him while he was down? Can you think about how deeply you hurt him? And that girl named Dan something, the original girlfriend didn't even say anything online, where do you get the nerve to smear Cheng Huaiyu?

The online public opinion suddenly reversed, which infuriated Ji Meimei, causing the war of words between the two sides to escalate to another level.

However, the instigator Cheng Huaiyu never thought about properly calming down this incident, letting those students online who sympathized with him insult Ji Meimei.

It wasn't until Ji Meimei couldn't endure it anymore and made their chat logs public that Cheng Huaiyu became the scumbag everyone wanted to beat up; of course, that is a story for later.

The current Cheng Huaiyu was occupying the high ground of public opinion, possessing the smugness of a spring breeze blowing and the wild grass growing again.

He was single-mindedly preparing to coax Dan Yuyue back; as for what consequences the matter with Ji Meimei would trigger, it was not within the scope of his consideration.

Today, Zhao Gaoyang unusually didn't chime in to agree with Cheng Huaiyu; once nine-thirty in the morning passed, his eyes were fixed on the stock market board, not leaving for even a moment.

"It's up! It's up! Damn, it's up again!"

A few minutes later, he jumped up excitedly and shouted.

"What are you screaming about! What's up?" Cheng Huaiyu frowned unhappily.

Zhao Gaoyang said excitedly: "Stocks! The stock went up! That stock Old Xu recommended to me went up several points just a few minutes after opening today!"

"Making a fuss over nothing; you only have that little bit of capital, how much money can you make even if it goes up." Cheng Huaiyu sneered.

"It's several points! I made ten yuan in just a few minutes!"

"Ten yuan? That ridiculous?"

Hearing this, Cheng Huaiyu couldn't sit still either, and he joined Sheng Bo to crowd behind Zhao Gaoyang to look.

Although ten yuan wasn't much, being able to make ten yuan in a few minutes was a different concept.

Zhao Gaoyang was using Sheng Bo's computer, which was that kind of office-style thin laptop; the screen wasn't big, but the clarity was okay, and they could all clearly see the rising curve of the stock Zhao Gaoyang bought after it opened today.

The usual active time of a stock, that is, the number of transactions, was between 3-6 seconds, and the number of transactions for Zhao Gaoyang's stock was very frequent; there were hundreds of transactions in just a few minutes, and the curve showed a trend of phased declines but an overall upward trend.

Neither Cheng Huaiyu nor Sheng Bo understood stocks, and Zhao Gaoyang, who considered himself to have inherited all of Xu Heng's "stock experience," explained smugly that frequent transactions proved this stock had potential and was a bull stock in the rising phase, and since his stock had been rising without stopping, he could earn at least a hundred yuan a day.

"Earning a hundred a day, you could earn three thousand a month; damn, is it that awesome?" Sheng Bo exclaimed.

"Not just that, if I reinvest the dividends I earn, I can earn even more." Zhao Gaoyang licked his dry lips and said, "I heard those people say how hard it is to play the stock market before, but now it seems playing the stock market is nothing more than this; no wonder Old Xu can make so much money in it."

Xu Heng, not far away, couldn't help but say when he heard this: "Don't put it all in; take your profits when you see them, especially after October, you must withdraw."

Zhao Gaoyang waved his hand dismissively upon hearing this: "I definitely understand these little principles, don't worry, Old Xu."

He didn't go to his morning classes either; he said the stock market is ever-changing, and to observe the celestial phenomena and grasp the nebula, one must stare at the market trends without leaving for a moment, so he had to stay in the dorm to watch the stocks.

Xu Heng could only go to class with Cheng Huaiyu; the classroom where Sheng Bo had class was not in the same direction as their major's teaching building.

……

Dan Yuyue returned to the dorm carrying a few bags, which contained the lingerie Xu Heng had given her; at the time, when Xu Heng asked an employee to help buy them, he had bought two extra pairs in sizes close to the feel he wanted, and since he couldn't use the extras himself, he gave them to her.

Besides the new lingerie, there was also that skirt; it cost over a hundred yuan, and it would be a pity to lose it, so she brought it back as well.

Dong Xinxin, who was putting on makeup by the mirror at the door, was surprised to see her: "Yueyue? Where did you go last night! You didn't reply to texts or answer calls all night, you scared us to death."

Dan Yuyue smiled bitterly: "I didn't go anywhere, I went out to clear my head, and then I found it was too late so I found a hotel outside to sleep."

"Oh, that's good; if you hadn't come back today, we would have had to report it to the counselor, and then they would have called the police and sent a police car to come find you with a 'wee-woo-wee-woo'."

Dong Xinxin vividly imitated the sound of a police siren, and after finishing, she looked at the bags in Dan Yuyue's hands.

"Did you buy something to eat?"

"Clothes." Dan Yuyue put the bags on the table and said without looking back.

"Wow, it's past the middle of the month and you still have living expenses to buy clothes! Did you hook a new sugar daddy?" Dong Xinxin saw that Dan Yuyue's mood had improved a lot, so she said jokingly.

"Lingerie, it's not expensive, I bought it myself." Dan Yuyue took those new pieces of lingerie out of the packaging box and handed them to her to see.

Dong Xinxin was all smiles at first, but when she saw the big "LAPRAIRIE" logo on the tag that hadn't been cut off, she was stunned and asked in astonishment.

"Yue... Yueyue, are you sure you, bought it yourself?"