[{"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-63":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},2272640,4439,"Chapter 63: 062 Fireworks Explode (10,000 Words Requesting Monthly Votes)","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-63",63,"\u003Cp>Bad news: Yu Xing took a leave of absence from his master’s program to start a business.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Good news: Yu Xing’s business succeeded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bad news: He lost money on investments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Good news: The money he made was enough to cover the losses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the evening of September 14, as Yu Xing recounted his entrepreneurial journey, Yu Guosheng and Chu Qiying were stunned, worried, anxious, yet delighted—their son had matured in an unexpected way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neither Yu Guosheng nor Chu Qiying had ever imagined Yu Xing would start a company; or rather, following his current path, their son was expected to join a hospital two years later as a doctor in a white coat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Yu Xing finished describing what had happened over the past three months, both Yu Guosheng and Chu Qiying fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a long pause, Yu Guosheng tried to clarify one point: “You mean the company isn’t making money?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We could squeeze out some cash if we really tried, but right now it’s not profitable,” Yu Xing replied. “But a company not making money doesn’t mean shareholders aren’t making money.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Guosheng stared at his son: “Are you sure your company can be sold? If someone competes with you, won’t your company’s value drop quickly?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s a problem, but large companies have longer strategic timelines,” Yu Xing drank some water to moisten his throat. “So I’m saying—during the meeting on the 23rd this month, whether it’s a little more or a little less, we lock in the money.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Guosheng looked at his son without speaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment, he turned to his wife and sighed: “I told you playing stories of global entrepreneurs during prenatal education was useful! Look! If only we hadn’t chosen medicine, our family would’ve already produced a big boss!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Qiying replied with one word: “Pfft!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Guosheng stood up, paced around the living room, then asked his son: “If you sell this company, what then? Will you go back to graduate school? You’ve studied medicine for years—this feels like a waste.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He suddenly had an idea: “Couldn’t you combine entrepreneurship with medicine? That way, nothing’s wasted.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing gave a thumbs-up—his father’s thinking was good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he decisively answered: “No.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Guosheng: “...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing continued: “We’re already preparing our second project—a workplace social website. We’ve already gained the support of an angel investor; she plans to invest, though the exact amount still needs finalizing. I estimate it’ll be at least several hundred thousand.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Qiying asked, puzzled: “Angel?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Guosheng explained: “That’s an angel investor—someone who funds startups.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing nodded: “Yes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, that angel was waiting for the financial crisis to see how much money remained before investing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she kept her word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re building a website? Can it even work? Can it make money? Or will you just sell it to make money?” Yu Guosheng asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing hesitated slightly: “We’ll have to see. If we can scale it, at least we can keep it running. But I have a different vision for it—we’ll need to wait and see. For now, just build it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Guosheng and Chu Qiying exchanged glances. Further discussion seemed to exceed their scope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This...” Yu Guosheng felt the alcohol rising again—this thing, this thing... could he still offer his son any useful advice?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thought again, then spoke earnestly: “Your company has achieved some success, but stay humble. You’ve only started a small business. Look at the veterans, look at the bigger companies above you, and above them, the giants. Always stay humble.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing snapped his fingers: “Director’s insight.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Qiying instructed: “Say it fully.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing readily added: “Fourth-level Section Chief’s insight.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Guosheng grumbled: “Got wings, got money, now you’re a big boss—you look down on your old man.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing spread his hands: “It was Mom’s idea. The investment losses? My fault. The entrepreneurial success? It’ll help the family improve.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The couple exchanged another involuntary glance—their son really had changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The family’s investment had sparked disagreement last year. After the first round of profits, Yu Xing insisted on continuing, then came a second round of profits. Now it was the third round—and trouble had struck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But after the loss, he so frankly admitted it was his fault...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It wasn’t your money. In the end, it was your old man who made the call. In the end, your old man got greedy too,” Yu Guosheng shook his head. “Even if your business succeeded and you can cover the losses, you can’t shoulder all the blame.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thought again, then said seriously: “Carefully considered, this was a collective decision after organizational discussion. Why should you alone bear the burden?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing immediately nodded: “Fine, Dad. When this investment issue comes out, tell relatives the same: everyone invested willingly. No one forced anyone to put money in.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The couple fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing continued: “A few days ago, my aunt called me...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Qiying immediately snapped: “Why did she call you?! Seriously! As soon as trouble hits, she starts blaming everyone—now even the kid?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mom, let me finish. She said she sold her house and put all the money into the investment,” Yu Xing said seriously. “No one forced her to sell her house. I introduced Yu Xuhui to the family last year, but the decision to invest and the scale were made by each household themselves.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gestured for his parents to listen: “Also, from what I heard, my second uncle mortgaged his house too. How much did they all invest?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Qiying sighed: “They all called you? I thought you didn’t know. Your dad heard news about America on TV while cooking, pulled me over, and told me not to ask you about it. They probably invested a lot—maybe two or three million total.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hadn’t counted, only had a vague sense of the scale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This investment began last year. Initially, they didn’t put in much. Only after seeing returns did they gradually increase the amount. Even so, Chu Qiying and Yu Guosheng only invested their savings, keeping some liquid funds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only recently, after receiving calls from relatives, did they realize how wildly people had invested—it had become a family-wide investment frenzy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though everyone was relatively well-off, such losses would mean catastrophic financial damage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So even if I took responsibility for this debt, the money from selling my company wouldn’t fully cover it,” Yu Xing said calmly. “I can’t take full responsibility. This money is for continuing my entrepreneurship—but I won’t completely ignore it. If any family member—my aunt, my uncle, my brother, or my grandfather—faces illness or emergency, I can’t turn away.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Qiying nodded, sighed: “Yes, they’re all blood relatives. This... wait, your grandfather?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She widened her eyes and asked again: “Your grandfather??”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Qiying was so shocked she asked: “Which grandfather??”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing answered quietly: “Your father.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He added: “Apparently, it was my aunt who persuaded him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Qiying: “...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She opened her mouth but couldn’t speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If so, was the scale of the investment even larger than she thought?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She suddenly felt a chill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing gave his father a look, then said calmly: “So even if the company hasn’t sold yet and there are still uncertainties, even if I had cash on hand now, I still can’t shoulder this responsibility.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Guosheng reached out and took his wife’s hand. Though equally stunned, he remained composed and said slowly: “Yes, our son is right. Everyone decided independently to invest, and each chose their own amount. When we made profits, no one said to share the gains. Now that we’ve lost money, why should the blame fall solely on us?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He closed his eyes, sensing an approaching storm. When he opened them, he continued: “If we have the means, we can’t stand by and watch everyone suffer. But...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Guosheng involuntarily looked at his son, hoping for an answer: “Do we have the means?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing answered plainly: “No.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this blunt, contradictory answer, the Fourth-Level Section Chief’s aura immediately shattered!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He laughed bitterly: “Can you say something more pleasant?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing criticized: “Comrade Yu, we must take responsibility for our words. No empty talk, no exaggeration, no clichés. You’re a seasoned comrade—especially in critical moments, we must be realistic and solve problems directly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Guosheng sat up straight without realizing it, and said seriously: “Comrade Yu, please share your opinion.” Chu Qiying listened to the father-son exchange, torn between annoyance and amusement, but soon realized they were using this form to ease their heavy emotions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I have two points,” Yu Xing said seriously. “First: help in emergencies, not chronic poverty. Within our means, we should prioritize ensuring relatives’ basic living needs, offering necessary aid to help them through urgent hardships.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Guosheng nodded slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing paused, then continued: “Second: the investment originated with me, so after losses, irrational emotions are inevitable. We must handle each case individually. For someone like my aunt—firm confrontation. For someone like my second uncle—gentle persuasion.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thought aloud: “My aunt is fiery and manipulative—we must crush her momentum immediately. We should first talk to my second uncle, tell him we still have savings for emergencies, but it’s limited. If others take it, we won’t be able to help him repay his mortgage. First, unify our front.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And Grandpa—he’s old. We must hide this turmoil from him. My aunt-in-law (my uncle’s wife) is blunt too. For her, use the same explanation as for my second uncle. Also, my cousin is about to graduate—I can help him find a job. If nothing else, bring him to my company. Let my aunt-in-law go argue with my aunt.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing knew who the troublemakers were in the family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Qiying stared, dumbfounded—had he planned all this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Guosheng sat stunned for a moment, then let out a long breath: “Son, I have some questions about your entrepreneurial story.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing looked at his father in surprise—just talking about relatives, why switch topics?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Guosheng stared intently at his son: “Your junior—how did he so easily drop out to join you? And that journalist—he was working fine at NetEase. He barely knew you, yet suddenly had a change of conscience, quitting his job to expose his company’s leadership?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he worked in the bland Agricultural Machinery Bureau, and would likely never rise further, Yu Guosheng still had some sharp instincts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d felt something strange in his son’s retelling of the entrepreneurial story.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing looked surprised, then smiled: “Comrade Yu, history should be broad, not detailed. Those are irrelevant past details. What matters now is this urgent situation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Guosheng agreed. After a moment’s thought, he said: “Then let me add two points.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Qiying exhaled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“First: since your entrepreneurship has succeeded and your next project has already gained an angel investor’s approval, this path is viable and worth protecting. Your money can earn more, then be used to help others later.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Second: whether it’s your uncle, aunt-in-law, aunt, or grandfather—they’re all family. I’m not morally pressuring you. From my principles, money is enough when it’s enough, life is enough when it’s enough. If we can make everyone feel comfortable, I believe it’ll bring peace to our own hearts too. But everything must be done within limits.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Guosheng was serious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing nodded: “Good.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Guosheng looked at his son: “Uh... anything else to add?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing replied plainly: “No. I’ll see how it goes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Guosheng thought again, then turned to his wife: “Comrade Chu, do you have any constructive suggestions on this matter?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Qiying fell silent for a moment, then shook her head: “No. I need to think.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Guosheng declared: “Good. Everyone think. Maybe... maybe things aren’t as bad as they seem.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He embraced optimism.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the situation was truly terrible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That night, Yu Xing slept well—he saw the fruits of his efforts. Yu Guosheng and Chu Qiying lay awake until dawn, alternating between talking about their son’s business and the investment crisis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next morning, when they woke and saw their son watching TV in the living room, everything felt more real.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Qiying rushed over, snatched the unlit cigarette from Yu Xing’s mouth, and scolded: “Learn something good!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing shrugged and kept watching TV. As yesterday, today’s news also featured heavy discussion of America’s fiscal condition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s going on with the United States?” Yu Guosheng, with dark circles under his eyes, sat beside his son.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Subprime crisis, then there was some CDO, CDS.” Yu Xing gave a vague answer, then added, “I was thinking while brushing my teeth this morning—I should go get a graduate degree in finance, learn more about this stuff. I never tried it before; unfamiliar things always scare me a bit.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing had never stepped into finance, whether in reality or in dreams—he only knew how to work hard, save money. Now he wondered: if he’d learned some financial knowledge, maybe he’d have better options today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But after saying this, he remembered Liu Wan, who surely understood this. He didn’t, but perhaps he could recruit talent in this field.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Guosheng said with quiet satisfaction: “Learning more is good—you haven’t become complacent, which is even better.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because Yu Guosheng and Chu Qiying woke up late, breakfast was rushed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once they all left for work, the house was left with only Yu Xing. He kept watching the news while calling his uncle to invite him to lunch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although he’d told his aunt yesterday to confront his aunt, the one who truly cared for him was his uncle—he could speak more honestly today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Near noon, his uncle Chu Jinxiang arrived. The moment he stepped in, he saw his nephew cooking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh my, I thought your mom was home—how come you, this top student, are cooking?” Chu Jinxiang chuckled. “Xingxing, when did you get back? Why didn’t you come home for summer vacation? Isn’t school back in session now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing plated the dish and smiled: “I got back yesterday. I’m here to learn grape cultivation from you. Mom won’t be home for lunch today—let you taste your nephew’s cooking.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Jinxiang patted his nephew’s shoulder with a smile, asking about his school life and romantic affairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After chatting a while, Yu Xing told his uncle to go watch TV in the living room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At 11:50, the food was served, and they poured two cups of wine for a light drink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Jinxiang enjoyed his lunch immensely, praising his nephew’s cooking highly—it was just like his father’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At 12:40, after finishing their meal and clearing the table, they sat on the sofa, watching TV and chatting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Jinxiang had started with small talk, but it drifted to grape cultivation. To his surprise, his nephew knew more than he expected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was baffled: “Xingxing, did you pick up another uncle outside? How’d you learn grape cultivation from strangers?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I saw Xiao Guang has no intention of learning from you—I can’t let this expertise die out,” Yu Xing chuckled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Jinxiang shook his head, helpless toward his wayward son.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he was about to speak about his son, the TV news suddenly interrupted with a breaking report.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—Lei Man Brothers announced bankruptcy, becoming the largest investment bank collapse in U.S. history.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lei Man Brothers went bankrupt…” Yu Xing murmured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Jinxiang didn’t catch on: “So an American bank went bankrupt? What does that mean?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing sighed: “It means we’re about to witness a burst of smoke.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Jinxiang stared blankly: ?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing stared at the TV screen, his emotions churning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few seconds later, his phone received a text message—from a potential angel investor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan: O wah a kah ga ga ga.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing understood—the message was just random key presses, clearly meant to convey two words: Shocked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A moment later, the potential angel investor sent a second message.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan: Fuck!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing replied: Welcome to invest. When the old man lost his horse, who knew it wasn’t a blessing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan: I give up—I really give up. You’re such a jinx. My money…!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost at the same moment, Chu Jinxiang finally caught on and asked the same question: “Xingxing, does this bankruptcy affect our money?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing answered firmly: “Yes. Our money’s in it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Jinxiang froze for a long moment, then threw his head back and groaned: “It’s over! How many grapes will I have to grow?! My grapes! My money! My grapes! My grapes are in agony!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing rubbed his face, then spoke sincerely: “Uncle, I’ve got something to tell you. Three months ago, one night, my fellow disciple Zhong Zhiling…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2765,"2026-06-19T22:51:34.189Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","0bf9bd155236701f8c099d71154f5e5664c224dd6033ea96ac26c84b7e43a3fd","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-64","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-62",328,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwhat-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-cover.jpg"]