signingbooks Chapter 263 Even Buffett would get slapped if he came!
Chapter 263 Even Buffett would get slapped if he came!
"What's wrong? Which stock turned green this time?" Ye Fan pulled out his chair, sat down, unscrewed the cap of his cola, took a sip, and asked knowingly.
"Stocks are a small matter! It's Su Luming! That vicious woman!" Li Yifeng slammed his hand on the table, making his laptop bounce. "I even asked Shi Kai to take attendance for a macroeconomics elective, thinking it'd be an easy course! And guess what?"
He gasped for breath, his face filled with grief and indignation: "When the teacher called my name, Shi Kai had barely uttered an 'Hey!' when Su Luming jumped up! His voice was loud and clear: 'Teacher! Li Yifeng isn't here today! He had Shi Kai answer for him!' Holy crap! This is public humiliation! The teacher's face turned green, and he used me as an example. I'm failing this course this semester!"
"Pfft—hahaha!" Ye Fan couldn't help but almost spit out his cola, slapping his thigh and laughing so hard he was doubled over.
"Wow! Su Luming's move was ruthless! Precise strike, steady and decisive! But Lao Li, it's not a big deal. It's just a course, so what if you fail? Just go and coast through a few classes next year, and you'll pass. Great, you're completely free from this course this year!"
Li Yifeng still looked dejected: "That's true, but this is incredibly embarrassing!"
His voice lowered, tinged with a hint of heartache: "And... the stock market hasn't been doing well these past few days either. Our 30,000 yuan is stuck again, all in the red."
He looked at Ye Fan expectantly, grasping at a straw: "Old Ye, you said last time you'd give me full control of the account, so have you been secretly keeping an eye on the stock market lately? Do you know of any promising stocks you could recommend?"
Ye Fan put down the can of cola, leaned back lazily in his chair, and said, "Why worry about trivial matters? The stock market is a casino; who can win every day? Even Buffett would get slapped!"
Li Yifeng, undeterred, stubbornly insisted, "Damn it! No way! I've mastered macroeconomics so well in my elective course; wouldn't it be a waste if I didn't apply that knowledge to the stock market? I aspire to be the Warren Buffett of Nanjing University!"
Ye Fan was speechless, knowing that this kid still hadn't given up: "Old Li! If you could get rich by studying economics, then all the economics professors at universities across the country would be billionaires by now! Why would they need to stand on the podium and teach you these worthless elective courses? They would be traveling the world by now!"
Li Yifeng was momentarily speechless, then retorted forcefully, "That's different! They're just old, their thinking is rigid, and they can't keep up with the pace of the new era!"
Ye Fan shrugged, completely giving up: "You're hopeless, freaking! Fine, go for it! Even if you lose everything, it's okay, consider it tuition. Dad won't blame you!"
He deliberately dragged out the word "dad".
"Get the hell out of here, you bitch Ye! You're taking advantage of me again!" Li Yifeng was so angry that he grabbed an empty Coke can and was about to smash it.
Ye Fan nimbly dodged, a mischievous smile on his face, and slowly added the final blow: "And, Lao Li, based on my years of observation, for our A-shares, studying psychology is really more useful than studying economics."
Li Yifeng was stunned, and subconsciously asked, "Why?"
Ye Fan said calmly, "Because studying economics can't guarantee you'll make a lot of money in the stock market, but studying psychology..." He paused, then said in a compassionate tone, "can help you stay calm and not break down when the stock market crashes and your account is full of losses, at least you won't be tempted to jump off a building."
The dormitory fell into a deathly silence.
Only the sound effect of a game kill coming from Ki Woo-ho's end: "First Blood!"
Li Yifeng: "..."
He stared, mouth agape, at Ye Fan's handsome face, which seemed to say, "I'm doing this for your own good." After a long pause, he finally managed to stammer, "I...I freaking thank you!"
Then he collapsed onto the keyboard, letting out a desperate wail.
......
Ye Fan couldn't stand Li Yifeng's "life is meaningless" look as he slumped over the keyboard, so he grabbed him and pulled him up: "Alright, alright, stop acting like a broken record! Go have dinner with Dad! Even if the stocks keep losing money tomorrow, the sky won't fall!"
Li Yifeng struggled weakly: "Damn it, this is so cheap and disgusting, I'm not in the mood, I'm not going!"
Ye Fan smiled and said, "Really not going? There's a new Northeastern BBQ place near the school gate. They have all-you-can-eat lamb kidneys and free-flowing ice-cold beer..."
Before the words were even finished, "whoosh!" a figure sprang up from the beanbag chair in the corner!
"I'm going! I have to go! Wait ten seconds!" Ji Yuhao was like a man possessed. With lightning speed, he grabbed the T-shirt from the back of the chair and pulled it over his head, his movements so fast they created a gust of wind. He was still mumbling incoherently, "Old Ye is treating, right? It's better if Fengzi doesn't go, saves us some money!"
Ye Fan: "..."
Li Yifeng: "..."
The two exchanged a glance, already used to Ki Woo-ho's "whoever feeds me is my mother" nature, and didn't even bother to complain.
Li Yifeng angrily pushed his chair back and stood up: "Damn it! Go! I'll channel my grief and anger into my appetite! I'll eat you out of house and home, you rich bastard!"
Ye Fan smiled and shook his head, then casually sent a message to Shi Kai.
The four-person dormitory group marched in a grand procession toward the bustling barbecue stall on the student street.
Four people sat around a greasy little square table.
The skewers sizzled and glistened with oil, while water droplets condensed on the outside of the chilled beer bottles.
Li Yifeng channeled his grief and anger into his appetite, Ji Yuhao buried himself in his food like a starving ghost, Shi Kai quietly ate his skewers, and Ye Fan ate slowly. Looking at this everyday dormitory scene full of life, they felt quite content.
Soon, the table was a mess, with skewers piled up like a small mountain. The four of them ate until their bellies were round and full, burping contentedly.
Ye Fan raised his hand and called out, "Boss, the bill!"
The chubby owner wiped his hands and walked over, smiling as he said, "Gentlemen, no need to pay. A beautiful lady at the other table already paid for you."
"Huh? You've already paid?" The four of them exclaimed in unison, all stunned.
Li Yifeng immediately craned his neck and looked around, his face full of gossip: "Holy crap? Who is it? Who has such amazing connections! Old Ye, do you know them?"
Ki Yu-ho also widened his eyes and scanned his surroundings, wanting to see which "fairy godmother" was so generous.
Just then, two stylish and elegant girls stood up from a table near the window not far away, carrying their drinks and smiling as they walked towards their table.
It was Pei Yi'an and Tang Yanning; there were a few other girls at their table.
When Ji Yuhao saw who it was, his eyes widened instantly, and the roasted corn he had just picked up fell onto the plate with a "thud." He almost drooled—this person's looks were simply eighteen times better than the average student in the area!