Chapter 483: Have You Thought It Through?

"My shops and land have all been mortgaged for loans, and with the assets I have on hand, I have now gathered most of it; in less than a year, the full 100 million will be in the account."

When she said this, she was so confident.

"Have you thought it through?" Professor Zhang looked at An Yinan.

100 million.

Is it worth playing a game in the stock market?

Outside, 100 million is money; in the stock market, 100 million is just a number.

"I have thought about it very clearly," An Yinan replied.

This is the gambling debt the Zhang family owes her; she doesn't want to know how the Zhang family arranges it, she only needs the account!

Professor Zhang lowered his head and thought for a long time; he looked up at An Yinan, "I will arrange it."

"No one will be able to trace the source of the funds, nor will anyone be able to trace your address."

"Your identity will also be hidden; as for other matters, I will not concern myself with them," Professor Zhang replied.

And he could not concern himself with them; his Zhang family could build a bridge for her, but they could not wade through the river for her.

As for how her money came to be, or whether she will earn or lose in the future, it will have nothing to do with the Zhang family from now on.

"However, I must still warn you: not everyone who enters the stock market will carve out a bloody path; more people lose everything they have. You must think it over."

This was the final warning from a teacher to a student.

An Yinan smiled, "Thank you, Professor Zhang, I have already thought it through."

Professor Zhang looked at her deeply, then nodded.

"Find a way to get the money and wire it to this account; I will make arrangements later." Professor Zhang gave her an account number.

An Yinan nodded, "I understand."

"The matter is settled, so I will take my leave now." An Yinan stood up and said goodbye to the grandfather and grandson.

After seeing An Yinan off, Professor Zhang looked at Zhang Cheng, "You have paid quite a lot for this gambling debt."

Not just connections, but also some other resources.

It seems like a student's gambling debt, but I always feel that what An Yinan is plotting is quite large.

Moreover, her negotiating posture was not at all like a student's.

She didn't seem afraid that he would break his word, nor was she afraid that he wouldn't agree; it's strange.

"Grandfather, how much can she withdraw?" Zhang Cheng said.

Professor Zhang thought about the Hong Kong Stock market and finally shook his head, "To be honest, I don't know."

"We don't have much understanding of the Hong Kong Stock market; we haven't touched it before, and I don't hold a high opinion of it. I hope Student An will listen to advice."

But based on his understanding of Student An's temperament, listening to advice seems very difficult.

On the other side, after An Yinan finished arranging things, she could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Actually, she was very nervous; the most critical point of her layout was Professor Zhang.

After all, her bet with Zhang Cheng was just a minor matter between juniors, but what she was aiming for was Professor Zhang's resources.

After a year, when the Hong Kong Stock market warms up, I will give them a reminder.

In any case, I cannot let the Zhang family lose money just to make a show of it.

"Nan Nan, this is my money, no need to pay it back." As soon as she walked into the room, Jiang Yunduo stuffed her bag directly into An Yinan's arms.

Her money was all living expenses and New Year's money she had saved up. Ever since she started university, she no longer needed to spend money to maintain friendships, and during the time she went to the Southern Front, she hadn't touched her living expenses at all. She had saved quite a bit now; although it couldn't help with any major matters, she could still do her part.

"And mine too!" Zhang Jia walked over from behind her, carrying a backpack.

Ever since An Yinan returned from the battlefield and released the design for the backpack, it sold out immediately.

Especially among the students at Beijing University, seven or eight out of ten carried backpacks.

"This is my sister's!" Zhang Jia took out one portion, and then took out another.

Zhang Hong!

The nurse who was the first to follow her on the Frontline.

To say I'm not moved? That's not true.

To say I'm moved.

It seems like the whole world knows I'm short of money; is the speed of this news spreading a bit too fast?

"You take it; this is all we can do to help." They couldn't ask their parents, as it would cause misunderstandings and make things difficult for Nan Nan.

So the money they took out was truly their own money.

Even if Nan Nan lost the money, they wouldn't need her to pay it back.

An Yinan took the money and finally couldn't help but smile, "Come, I'll record it in the ledger; we'll split the money in two years."

She recorded all the money, and only then did she put the notebook and the money into her schoolbag.

Looking at their smiling faces, it's really good that this life is no longer lonely.

There were ten days left until school started; An Yinan arrived at Guo Ge's courtyard, and Guo Ge was slowly moving while holding onto the wall.

"Nan Nan is here?" Hearing the sound of the door opening, Guo Tiexiong immediately turned his head to look and saw the smiling An Yinan.

After more than a month of medicinal poultices, his legs finally had feeling.

"No need to be in such a hurry to stand up." An Yinan smiled, looking at the sweating Guo Ge, feeling a bit between laughter and tears.

Hearing Nan Nan's voice, the sister-in-law came out of the room, still wiping her hands on her apron.

"He just won't listen; I've been telling him for two days." The sister-in-law was also happy in her heart.

She had seen him in his high-spirited days, which made it all the more painful to see him in his dejected state.

"There will be more and more feeling in the future, but your legs will also hurt more and more." In order to prepare Guo Ge mentally, An Yinan did not hide these things from him.

The medicine on Guo Ge's legs could not distinguish between good and bad.

If you call it a poison, it can maintain the vitality of the legs, and the medicine can soften the tendons and bones, allowing the legs to reach the best state for practicing light-body techniques, but this is only recorded in the prescription, and there is no way to verify it now.

It is stated in her own prescription that this medicine was specially made in the past to select talent for light-body techniques.

But if you call it a good medicine, it makes one lose all sensation instantly; having legs then would be the same as not having them at all, which is enough to break a person's spirit.

"I am not afraid of pain." Guo Tiexiong had already sat in the wheelchair, baring his teeth as he looked at An Yinan.

Being able to stand up again in his lifetime was something he had not expected!

But now, it had just appeared so vividly; he could stand up.

"I know, this is the medicine for the next ten days." An Yinan handed the herbal patch directly to the sister-in-law.

Afterwards, she pushed Guo Ge's wheelchair and went straight into the room.

"After this acupuncture session, the next one might not be until ten days later." An Yinan smiled and took her Golden Needle out of her bag.

This medicine has toxic components, and it is very potent.

She needs to use the Golden Needle to draw out the poison.

The sister-in-law carefully put the medicine away, then turned back to roll up Guo Ge's pant legs, and set out two cups of hot water on the side.

An Yinan crouched on the ground, pressing an acupoint with one finger, and then inserted the Golden Needle; unlike the previous two times, this time it was very painful.

"Does it hurt?"

Just now, Guo Ge trembled; clearly, the pain was very intense.

Guo Ge let go of his hands, "It's nothing."

An Yinan smiled, her hand movements did not stop, and fearing that Guo Ge might move around, she also steadied his leg as she inserted the Golden Needle several times.

Whether it was An Yinan or Guo Tiexiong, both of their foreheads were covered in a thin layer of sweat.

An Yinan was tired.

Guo Tiexiong was in pain.