[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich":3,"chapter-what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-25":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","What's Wrong with Me Being the Last to Get Rich?",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2272602,4439,"Chapter 25: I Will Shake Half the Business World to Its Core","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-25",25,"\u003Cp>Liu Jingrong verified the situation in his office, completing the final step of securing their release.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, before he arrived, the school had already called contacts here to inquire, confirmed it wasn’t serious, and thus the teacher came to retrieve them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing and Zhong Zhiling were still students at Nan Medical University.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Jingrong stepped out of the police station first, then turned to see his senior disciple still chatting with the officer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He suppressed his anger, waited until Yu Xing approached, then spoke sarcastically: “Don’t be so reluctant—there’ll be other chances!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing chuckled, unoffended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling walked beside his senior, and now, back in the open air, he felt tears welling up in his eyes!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had been so hard!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In less than a day, he’d been arrested, interrogated, blamed, then freed—his emotions swung wildly: fear, confusion, regret, despair, luck, and above all, a stubborn resolve!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After walking a few steps, Zhong Zhiling could no longer contain his emotion—he grabbed his senior’s hand tightly and said earnestly: “Thank you, Senior! Thank you, Senior Brother!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Jingrong, walking two steps ahead, was already furious—he spun around and rebuked sharply: “You should thank the school, thank the organization, thank that your involvement amount wasn’t high enough!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling winced, still fearful of his teacher, dared not retort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Teacher, what involvement amount? We just operated without a license,” Yu Xing explained the law. “This isn’t even their jurisdiction—it should be the Administration for Industry and Commerce handling it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Jingrong laughed bitterly: “So now I have to go to the AIC and fish you out again?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, Teacher, but the AIC probably won’t detain anyone,” Yu Xing sincerely replied. “You’ve worked hard, but what we did really isn’t that illegal.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not that illegal? How illegal do you want it to be?” Liu Jingrong glared at his senior disciple. “Haven’t you had enough? Come back to school with me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to Zhong Zhiling: “And you! Why are you following your senior into trouble?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing said nothing—he’d called his teacher on the way, described everything, asked for help; the other end hadn’t scolded him, but immediately moved to find help.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This reaction now was just concern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing his senior stay silent, Zhong Zhiling also kept quiet—he’d just gotten out of detention, and had no confidence left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing both silent, Liu Jingrong calmed slightly, and spoke solemnly: “You’ve studied for so many years—do you really want to give up now? Think of all the sweat you’ve poured in.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still no reply—he took a few steps forward and pleaded with his senior disciple: “How much do you owe? I’ll advance you part of it—we’ll start a pathology testing company, you study while working part-time to pay it off.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside him, Zhong Zhiling suddenly looked up, desperate to speak: Teacher, Teacher, what about me… shouldn’t you say ‘you two’ owe how much…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His heart trembled as he worriedly glanced at his senior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Yu Xing was deeply moved—Liu was truly the kind of teacher who’d “previously” never run a company, yet now he was considering this for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sighed, still declining the kindness: “Teacher, my heart is no longer in medicine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Jingrong stared hard into his senior disciple’s eyes, deeply disappointed by the reply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His disappointment turned to anger: “You won’t study medicine anymore, so you turn to these scams? To illegal activities?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This isn’t a scam—it’s probability,” Yu Xing said, knowing his teacher wouldn’t listen, added: “I won’t explain further—you don’t understand this, and you don’t understand the law.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine, fine, you understand the law,” Liu Jingrong challenged. “Then why were you arrested?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Teacher, I’m not being sarcastic or emotional—I truly thank you for helping me,” Yu Xing said, sincere and earnest. “I told your wife that day: I’ll always recognize you and her as my teachers—that’s sincere. But I won’t continue studying.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If it’s hard for you when school resumes, I’ll just drop out—no need to keep my enrollment. But for Zhong Zhiling, can you at least arrange a leave of absence?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Jingrong, furious, wanted to snap: “Then don’t study at all!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he couldn’t say it—only said, bitterly disappointed: “Fine, Director Yu—I’ll see what you can actually accomplish!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After saying this, Liu Jingrong turned and walked away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing watched his teacher’s back, then raised his voice slightly: “Teacher, I will shake half the business world to its core!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Jingrong paused, wanting to turn and wave—but kept walking, head down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing watched his teacher leave, shook his head, and said to his junior: “Teacher treats us well—don’t resent him for saying that.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t resent him—I resent no one,” Zhong Zhiling said, his mood light after freedom. “He really treats you well.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He treats me well, I treat you well—yes, I gave you the chance to keep enrollment, I risked myself to save you today—isn’t that enough?” Yu Xing smiled. “So in this chain, he treats us both well.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling thought back to that moment in the office when he looked up and saw his senior—sincerely said: “Senior Brother, thank you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing chuckled, about to walk on, then remembered: “We came on the electric bike—we forgot it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling stopped, unwilling to approach the police station again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But once seated on the back, his first words were criticism: “Senior Brother, you shouldn’t have come—you’re not ruthless enough!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing laughed: “So coming to save you was a mistake?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Senior Brother, do you know how I held out inside?” Zhong Zhiling said softly. “I almost confessed everything—but then I remembered my ability score was only 8.6, while yours was a full 100—I held back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing burst out laughing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Seriously, Senior Brother—I think you’re far stronger outside than I am. Even if I got out, what could I do?” Zhong Zhiling recounted his inner torment. “Besides, if things got serious, dragging you in might mean I couldn’t get out either—better to just endure it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing praised: “No wonder you got recommended for grad school—most people couldn’t have held out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling still excitedly said: “So you shouldn’t have taken such a risk!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing comforted: “Relax—I thought it through. It’s not that big—if it were, I’d have run already.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling’s excitement cooled instantly, then flared red-hot: You bastard, you bastard…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But you’re right—it’s not risk-free. I’ve saved you several times,” Yu Xing grinned. “Watch yourself next time—I won’t save you again.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a long pause, he carefully said: “Xingge, I’ve been thinking—human nature is the sum of social relations.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing: “Hmm?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even if my ability is low, even if I’m inexperienced, the company still needs me, right? At least, as a legal representative, I can shoulder responsibility,” Zhong Zhiling said slowly. “So you still need me—at least for now. The risk you took was worth it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling’s voice grew excited: “So when you use people to control people, you’re also controlled by them!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing praised again: “Going through detention really changes a grad school candidate.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He suddenly asked: “Are you poor?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling blinked—how did the topic shift? But answered: “Yes, poor to the point of transparency.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing asked: “Did this hit you hard?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling sighed: “Yes—I was so shaken I was stunned.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing smiled: “So the old saying holds true: Without poverty, one cannot grow; without setbacks, one remains naive.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling savored the words, murmured them once, then naturally added the next line: Heroes are forged in hell; wealth always descends into the mundane.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He repeated it inwardly, encouraging himself: Heroes are forged in detention…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhiling, I have a question—since it’s just us brothers, I’ll ask you,” Yu Xing slowed the electric bike. “Last time you called that girl E—what’s she…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling recalled, hesitated: “Yeah… she’s… pretty nice.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing understood: “Alright, restrain yourself, Zhiling—it’s over.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling murmured: “Okay.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He fell silent, then wondered—was his senior probing him while he was emotionally vulnerable? Or just teasing him again? That familiar “control” feeling was returning…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling pondered, sensing the bike was stopping—strange: “We haven’t reached campus yet—why stop?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing came to a full stop, got off, patted the seat, and said plainly: “Dead battery—you push it. I’ll take a cab back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why me?” Zhong Zhiling complained. “I’ve been terrified all day!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing pointed at the bike: “Your choice—it’s your girlfriend’s bike.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling finally noticed the battery bike was familiar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching his senior walk away without a backward glance, he felt the back view held a touch of elegance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait—no, his elegance came from someone else hauling the weight behind him…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling sighed, slowly pushed the bike back to campus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sweating, he savored freedom anew—his only thought: If the company ever makes money, we must hire a legal advisor first!\u003C\u002Fp>",1468,"2026-06-19T22:51:34.189Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","f454a848ca6f8c50c548becad4a34be4e1726c0e502f5f1157cb0308f532ae58","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-26","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-24",328,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwhat-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-cover.jpg"]