Chapter 34: Such Good Looks, What a Waste of Talent!

"Lin Weiwei, I'll go to the car to get the white coat and the stethoscope."

"Why don't you go up to the room and take a shower before you leave?" First release of this book, read novels at TTKS. tw, super worry-free, providing you with error-free chapters and non-disordered chapter reading experience.

"No need, it's less than two kilometers from Tianyi Plaza back to the hospital dormitory; walking back is fine."

"It's still half an hour until 6 PM, Wang Chuan, you can't get off work yet; you have to listen to me."

At the Mingzhou Crown Plaza Hotel, in a luxury suite, sounds echoed from the bathroom.

The summer heat was intense; the water pouring from the showerhead, initially slightly warm, made Wang Chuan's thoughts scatter.

Half a day of university romance not only fulfilled Lin Weiwei's request, though he didn't know why she made it, but also fulfilled Wang Chuan's university romance experience.

Instead of being Pei Nanli's lackey, constantly listening to her orders and completing her tasks, only to receive a sweet smile from Pei Nanli as a reward upon completion, enough to keep Wang Chuan tossing and turning all night.

If not completed well, Pei Nanli's spoiled anger would similarly make Wang Chuan toss and turn all night in self-blame.

This afternoon, Wang Chuan and Lin Weiwei, as a young couple, both provided each other with unforgettable emotional value.

After Wang Chuan's rebirth, he never expected to complete this regret with a strange older sister in a strange university.

Lin Weiwei was, for Wang Chuan, considered a stranger.

Although during times without Pei Nanli's tasks, the three to four hours of evening time were spent working at the Nanshan Blue Fire Bar, Lin Weiwei was not at the bar every day.

Lin Weiwei left an impression on Wang Chuan: a beautiful older sister, particularly enthusiastic about doing business to make money and making money through stock trading.

In his past life, he did not suspect Lin Weiwei was a girl from Wanli Fifteen, but rather thought of her as a capable, resourceful older sister.

The book Wanli Fifteen only broke into the mainstream after a TV drama became a huge hit in 2017.

Putting on the T-shirt and pants, which Lin Weiwei bought at a nearby store before entering the hotel, he walked out of the bathroom, crossed the living room, and arrived at the bedroom.

On the spacious floor-to-ceiling balcony window seat.

Lin Weiwei sat with her knees drawn up to her chest, exposing her clean white calves.

Her straight, elegant nose, rosy lips, and jade-carved chin; her eyes, revealing a cold light, gazed out the window at the setting sun about to fall.

Like an oil painting, hanging quietly on the window.

Lin Weiwei's looks and her mature older sister aura had made him fall into fascination this afternoon.

After the shower, Wang Chuan felt much more alert; he coughed a few times lightly.

Just now, Lin Weiwei was extracting beautiful emotions from every single frame of memory from the afternoon with Wang Chuan.

A few days ago, she learned from her father, Lin Feng, that the one who saved him was Wang Chuan from Jiangda Medical College.

Lin Weiwei was somewhat surprised at the time and prepared to thank him, only to discover she didn't even have Wang Chuan's mobile phone number; back in his freshman year, Wang Chuan didn't have a mobile phone yet.

She had to dig out Li Wei's mobile phone and learned that Wang Chuan needed to rush to Mingzhou; coincidentally, she was going to Mingzhou that day.

So she gave him a ride along the way; on the road, she discovered Wang Chuan had changed into a different person, talking about stocks and discussing economic views.

Her curiosity instantly rose; Wang Chuan was different from four years ago.

Four years ago, the aftermath of Wang Chuan and Li Wei's rescue was that Wang Chuan obtained a part-time job at the Nanshan Blue Fire Bar, while Li Wei's zero spending money had a zero cut by his father, leaving him with only enough to play at the Internet Cafe.

Lin Weiwei had once observed that whenever Wang Chuan was at the bar that night, the alcohol ordered by the girls was at least twenty percent more than when Wang Chuan was not there.

One day in his freshman year, Wang Chuan told her he couldn't guarantee coming every day.

At that time, Lin Weiwei thought Wang Chuan was dating; a few days ago, Li Wei told her that Wang Chuan was not dating at the Medical School.

'The golden years of university are all spent on studying. Not going on one or several dates with such good looks is a complete waste of talent!'

'But last time I gave him a ride, he revealed such a broad range of knowledge; it seems he really went to study.'

Wang Chuan coughed a few times; Lin Weiwei didn't react, so he walked up in front of her and squatted down. "Lin Weiwei, I'm preparing to leave."

Lin Weiwei's thoughts were interrupted; she was startled, saw Wang Chuan, then the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, letting him sit on the window seat.

"At six o'clock, do you have to get off work on time?"

"Yes, you paid three thousand yuan for my driving school tuition, which is only enough for this half-day shift."

A smile surged up on Wang Chuan's face.

Lin Weiwei lifted the hem of Wang Chuan's T-shirt, glanced at his abs, and laughed: "Three thousand yuan for an afternoon, then you're a bit expensive; next time I'll be a regular customer, and according to the rules, a discount should be applied."

Having finished speaking, her gaze continued to scrutinize Wang Chuan, curious about what he had experienced during these four years.

When a girl is curious about a boy, it might be the start of a relationship. A Lick Dog being obedient to a goddess, and the goddess dating him, is a delusion.

"That won't do, no discount!" Wang Chuan said decisively.

Lin Weiwei raised her eyes and asked: "Why?"

"I'm different from others."

"Different in what way?"

Lin Weiwei half-bited her lip; the mature older sister voice appeared again.

"The difference is, my customer, now... in the future, will only be you. If I give a discount, I lose out; you wouldn't want me to sell in large quantities at low profits, right?"

For anyone else, Lin Weiwei would play along, just smiling.

Looking at Wang Chuan's clear, clean eyes, Lin Weiwei recalled the heartbeat from the afternoon; her heart rate accelerated now, but her mouth said:

"What a 'sell in large quantities at low profits'; you dated quite a lot in university, an old hand in the romance field."

Wang Chuan stood up, took out the stethoscope, lifted his T-shirt, and pressed it against his own chest: "Lin Weiwei, come listen to my heartbeat! Is it a real heartbeat or a fake one?"

Thump-thump, a rhythmic heartbeat sound, no murmurs; Lin Weiwei's cheeks turned slightly red as she listened.

Wang Chuan withdrew the stethoscope and checked the time; it was exactly six o'clock now; the emotional value had been provided.

He stood up and joked: "If you want me to provide physical examination, artificial respiration, or CPR services, you have to pay extra!"

"Wang Chuan, I agreed to split ten thousand yuan of the principal with you; that's equivalent to several three thousands, isn't it? Not enough?"

"You can open a Hong Kong Stock Account in just one day? Is it your own stock account?"

In 2004, people in the country had to physically go to Hong Kong to open an account to buy and sell Hong Kong stocks, and were also restricted by the then annual foreign exchange purchase quota of 50,000 US dollars per person, making it difficult for large sums of funds to legally leave the country.

The current Shanghai-Hong Kong Stock Connect and Shenzhen-Hong Kong Stock Connect did not exist in 2004.

"Really, I'm not lying to you. If it's not mine, I'll transfer the money to someone else's account."

Lin Weiwei, you treat me well, so I must treat you well.

Wang Chuan decided to kindly warn her not to be scammed by the backer behind her and spoke up: "Borrowing someone else's account carries risks."

"Tencent Stock will multiply by tens or even hundreds of times in the future. If that person reneges then, you and that person will only have a ten-thousand-yuan loan legal relationship."

"Hong Kong law recognizes the account holder as the legal owner."

On the day Tencent Stock listed on June 16, 2004, its market value was about six billion Hong Kong dollars; by 2021, its market value was about six trillion Hong Kong dollars, over a thousand times greater.

"Wang Chuan, aren't you a medical student? How did you end up studying law, and Hong Kong law at that? Did you learn this over your four years of study?"

Lin Weiwei looked puzzled but showed no worry about the stock account.

Wang Chuan was somewhat confused; wasn't Lin Weiwei worried about the securities account?

"Boss Song won't renege," Lin Weiwei said, raising her eyebrows.

Wang Chuan finally learned the surname of Lin Weiwei's backer; he wondered if she was a wealthy person or an official with a background as a law professor.

His eyes revealed a desire to speak but hesitation, wanting to advise Lin Weiwei.

He had worked at her bar for the past four years, and with today's afternoon events, Lin Weiwei was no longer a stranger to him.

Lin Weiwei smiled sweetly and said, "A mother won't scam her own daughter."

"Boss Song is your mother?!"

Wang Chuan looked shocked.

"Yes."