Chapter 31: Making Money Together, Losing Money Together

Sun Ke's decision left Lin Rui and the Interns in the room utterly stunned.

Lin Rui knew Director Gao had just gone to Shanghai for a seminar and would be away for five or six days, making Sun Ke the most senior person present.

He was also my Mentor Teacher; although I knew Sun Ke was trying to suppress me.

I didn't dare say much, just thinking that Wang Chuan probably only had mastery of ordinary skin suturing.

Wang Chuan didn't lose his temper or leave immediately. After Doctor Gu returned from Emergency Internal Medicine, he called Nurse Chang Min in again.

He then said, "Doctor Sun assigned Doctor Zhang Yang as my Mentor Teacher. Doctor Zhang is returning tomorrow, and Doctor Sun told me to go back first."

"Was it Doctor Sun?"

I must let so many people witness this: I am not skipping work; this bastard Sun forced me out. Otherwise, Sun Ke will definitely report me to Director Gao later.

Sun Ke hadn't expected Wang Chuan, so young, to think so far ahead. "Rest well. Your first continuous suture just now was especially taxing on the brain and hands. Take it slow."

Wang Chuan believed that during the evening night shift, this Sun Ke would definitely be too busy and would need him, so he stopped arguing and left the Office. Reading novels daily, full collection, ttkk. tw, super reliable.

Walking out to the Street, he bought a bottle of Ice Water, drank it, and watched people coming and going on the road.

My money, including 2000 yuan from selling my Mobile Phone and 2000 yuan given by Jiang Jinrou, totaled 4000 yuan, counting as my first pot of gold.

In the second half of 2004, Wang Chuan truly didn't remember exactly which stock had the highest rise during that period; the market was still in a bear market that year.

But he remembered that after the dividend and rights issue on July 1, the Kweichow Moutai stock price was at its lowest point for the second half of the year, with the lowest trading price on that day being 25.01 yuan. He planned to buy it all in, as the short-term returns would be decent.

While resting on the way to Mingzhou, Wang Chuan asked Lin Weiwei to buy Tencent Stock on the Hong Kong market; besides running her Bar, Lin Weiwei also loved trading stocks very much.

Wang Chuan's reason for telling Lin Weiwei was that Mobile Phones would become increasingly smart in the future, and network speeds would also get faster, allowing phones to do many things like watching movies, playing games, and trading stocks, occupying much of people's time.

With Tencent's massive user base on QQ, plus the launch of Mobile QQ, its future was limitless.

Wang Chuan also recommended Kweichow Moutai to Lin Weiwei, telling her to buy it after the dividend and rights issue on July 1, as there would be no possibility of loss afterward.

He just didn't know if she had listened.

"Wang Chuan, why aren't you at work?" A mature female voice interrupted Wang Chuan's thoughts.

A red Porsche 911 drove out of the Hospital, made a smooth U-turn, and stopped steadily beside Wang Chuan. The window rolled down; it was Lin Weiwei.

Wang Chuan asked, "Sister Weiwei, you didn't return to Jiangcheng? Did you come to the Hospital to see a doctor?"

"Came to the Hospital to see a friend. What's wrong? Internship going badly? Did the Hospital kick you out?" Lin Weiwei chuckled twice.

"My Mentor Teacher hasn't arrived today, so I have nothing to do today," Wang Chuan said. "I plan to find a Driving School in Mingzhou and get a driver's license."

"Then get in the car. I'll treat you to lunch. I heard from a friend that there's a good Driving School in Mingzhou."

Lin Weiwei got out of the car, her eyes slightly upturned. The chest line of her tight V-neck black dress was so pressing that one dared not look directly. She lightly flicked her hand, tossing the keys to Wang Chuan.

"I drive?"

"Didn't you say your driving skills are excellent? I'll give directions; you drive."

Wang Chuan felt Lin Weiwei was indeed very bold. "Aren't you afraid I'll crash the car or that traffic police will catch me driving without a license?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Drive," Lin Weiwei ordered.

Before divorcing Xiao Yuchu in his previous life, the family had two Porsches: one Cayenne and one Panamera. They both found the Cayenne easier to drive.

After the divorce and property division, they drew lots. Wang Chuan drew the Panamera, while Xiao Yuchu got the Cayenne.

The engine roared, and Wang Chuan skillfully started the Porsche.

One press of the accelerator, whoosh, and they sped through the streets and alleys of Mingzhou, arriving at Tianyi Plaza shortly after.

They found a restaurant and started eating lunch. "Wang Chuan, your head wound should be healed by now, four years later."

Lin Weiwei was driving back to Jiangcheng in the afternoon. She took a sip of orange juice and asked.

Reminded by Lin Weiwei, Wang Chuan had forgotten about this matter. He touched his head; indeed, a Scar remained.

Shortly after entering university in my freshman year, both my parents died. My tuition was paid by my aunt, and I wanted to work while studying.

Back then, in the year 2000, there were no national subsidies for impoverished students; it wasn't until 2007 that the Country introduced nationwide relevant policies.

I walked to the Bar Street on Nanshan Road and found an alley entrance where my dorm-mate Li Wei was protecting a young, beautiful woman, fighting with two people.

Upon arriving at the Dormitory on his first day, Li Wei told his roommates that he was a Second Generation rich kid, often treated everyone to meals, was a nice person, and had a simple heart.

By that time, Li Wei had already been beaten until he spat blood. Now, two more hooligans appeared, each holding a beer bottle in both hands; one swung at Li Wei's head, the other at the woman.

"Damn!" Full of youthful vigor, Wang Chuan leaped forward and kicked the two away.

Four against one; in a short while, Wang Chuan himself smashed two beer bottles against his head.

Both Li Wei and Wang Chuan fainted on the spot. When they woke up, the first person they saw with open eyes was that woman; she was Lin Weiwei.

It turned out that the Bar Lin Weiwei had newly opened was doing exceptionally well, and she was threatened by some hooligans hired by an unknown competitor who wanted to slash her face.

Li Wei was a regular customer at Lin Weiwei's Bar, knew her, and stepped in to help, wanting to play the hero saving the beauty.

"It healed long ago."

Wang Chuan said with a smile.

Suddenly, Lin Weiwei leaned forward over the dining table, the full curve deep in her V-neck trembling slightly with the movement.

Her jade hand touched the top of Wang Chuan's head. "And another thing, why did you lie to me?"

"It's a small Scar; with so much hair, it's not noticeable."

Lin Weiwei teased: "Wang Chuan, when you get married someday and your wife asks where the Scar came from, how will you explain? You won't say it was hero saving the beauty, will you!"

"I'll say I saved Li Wei; saving you doesn't need mentioning. Saves trouble," Wang Chuan replied.

This was the same question Xiao Yuchu had asked when they were together, and Wang Chuan's answer today was the same as then.

"Good thing. If you had a Scar on your face and couldn't find a wife, I'd have to marry you myself."

Lin Weiwei didn't eat much herself; while talking, she kept serving food to Wang Chuan.

Seeing this, Wang Chuan found it hard to answer. He just kept eating, stuffing his mouth full so he wouldn't have to reply.

"What, do you look down on me because I'm from the seventies?"

Wang Chuan knew Lin Weiwei was born in 1979, five years older than him, and was quite good-looking.

Remembering Lin Weiwei from his past life, after she returned to Xinzhou People's Hospital, contact dwindled, and eventually she vanished without a trace.

"Never mind, I've noticed you've changed."

Wang Chuan would reply to this: "Changed into being more handsome, more learned, is that it?"

"Right, I'm listening to you. I've had someone open an account in Hong Kong, preparing to buy a hundred thousand. Kweichow Moutai, I'll also listen to you and buy a hundred thousand on July 1st."

"When the time comes, tell me which day to sell."

"Sister Weiwei, just hold it long-term. Hold it for twenty years."

"Ah, that long? Of this two hundred thousand, half counts as your principal."

Hearing this, Wang Chuan was surprised. "Ten thousand is my principal?"

Lin Weiwei lifted her beautiful phoenix eyes. "My father's life is worth far more than ten thousand! Yesterday on the road, I wanted to thank you, but you refused outright. Since you have stock advice, then I'll invest with you, make money with you, and lose money with you."