Chapter 4: Golden Scam Yu Weiwei tucked the hair hanging by her ears and said, "My mother won't let me, so I don't dare." Hong Sha blinked and thought for a long time. The image of Yu Weiwei's mother, who had the final say, emerged in her mind. Recently, she hadn't seen her best friend getting close to any boy. Hong Sha opened the Green Tongue packaging bag: "Oh...but Weiwei, why did you buy the game card? It's so suspicious." Yu Weiwei said calmly, "I bought it for my cousin, it's his birthday." This was half true and half false. Yu Weiwei did have a cousin, and his birthday did happen recently, but Yu Weiwei had a cold personality and had very average relationships with all her relatives, let alone giving them birthday presents. "Oh..." Hong Sha licked her green tongue, half believing and half doubting. She didn't quite understand how Yu Weiwei got along with her relatives. It was indeed normal to have a cousin with whom she had a good relationship. Yu Weiwei didn't care about her best friend who stopped to think, and just walked forward for a while. Suddenly, Hong Sha caught up with her in small steps. "I remember your mom only told you not to date in high school, but didn't say anything about college. So will you date in college?" Yu Weiwei turned back to look at Hong Sha, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "Talk." Her pretty face brightened and her eyes sparkled.

During the three years of high school, most students have only seen Yu Weiwei with a cold face, but have never seen her smile. They don’t know how thrilling a girl’s smile can be. Yu Weiwei added in her heart: Even if my mother doesn't allow me, I will still date her. We are so far away, how can she control me? In about twenty days, when I meet him, why not introduce him to Sasha? Alas, why does it take more than twenty days? Yu sighed softly. Hong Sha was stunned as she looked at her best friend who was smiling: "Our Miss Yu is also beginning to feel amorous. Sigh, I don't know who will get the upper hand... Then I can't lose. I must get the chance before you!" Yu Weiwei didn't respond. As if she had thought of something, she rubbed the game card in her hand and asked, "Shasha, boys will be happy to receive game cards, right?" Hong Sha: "Of course, even if it's my cousin, Yu Weiwei gave it to me...it will make other boys jealous to death!" Yu Weiwei gently held the game card tightly. Good, let others be jealous to death! "Weiwei, I'll give you a bite of the ice cream. I haven't licked the one over here!" "……it is good." …… Chen Yu was getting closer and closer to home, and he felt a sense of homesickness. In his previous life, his family fell into poverty due to his father's stock speculation. The relationship between him and his parents had not been very good when he was young. Later, it became a habit, and after he became successful, they didn't contact each other often. However, now that he has been reborn, many things can change. "The first thing is to stop Lao Chen from getting too carried away with stock speculation. After I get my first pot of gold, I can stop being so greedy and experience a normal college campus life..." "Mom and Dad, I'm back!" Chen Yu knocked on his door. After waiting for a long time, Chen Yu found that no one was at home. "Depend on!" He suddenly remembered that his parents seemed to have left him alone at home recently and went out to travel. His family had always been laissez-faire in his education, without much discipline. This kind of training method had a low lower limit and a high upper limit, which led him to take many detours, but in the end he was ahead of almost everyone else. Taking out the house key from his pocket, Chen Yu opened the door and walked in, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar 'home'.

A string of wind chimes hung on the clothes hanger on the balcony, swaying gently in the breeze, making a pleasant tinkling sound. It was a souvenir his mother brought back from a trip many years ago. In the living room, an old sofa occupied the main space. The fabric of the sofa was a little worn, and on the coffee table in front of the sofa, there were several open magazines and newspapers scattered around. There are several family photos hanging on the wall, and the smiling faces in the photos are full of warmth. Memories of childhood gradually emerged from the depths of my heart. This two-bedroom apartment is not big, and seems particularly cramped compared to the river view flat in his previous life, but inexplicably, Chen Yu feels that this place is more comfortable than the river view flat. "In the previous life, Old Chen and his friends were about to retire before they could enjoy a good life. In this life, let them enjoy retirement in advance." Chen Yu walked into his bedroom and lay down on the bed. In the bedroom, which was dim because the curtains were not drawn, there were dark red painted wooden tables and wooden cabinets. They were a bit old and the paint had been rubbed off at the corners, revealing the yellow wood inside. There was a desk lamp on the wooden table. In addition to textbooks, there was also the "Admission Notice" from Jinzhou University and a thick online novel, "The Magic Apprentice" published by Inner Mongolia Publishing House. There was an old guitar on the corner of the table. It originally belonged to Lao Chen. Chen Yu came here in junior high school thinking of learning to play the guitar to pick up girls. The bed made a slight but harsh creaking sound as he turned over slightly. "I really went back to 07." Chen Yu sighed, his mood still complicated. To put it in a positive way, with the knowledge gained more than ten years later, if he wanted to, he could definitely soar and achieve greater success. To put it in the worst case, the fame and fortune of his previous life vanished in an instant, and the friends and beauties of that time and space were separated from him forever. "They come, the security." It was not Chen Yu's character to worry about gains and losses, so he quickly calmed down. He got up and walked to the bedroom. He looked at himself in the mirror: His face is childish, with a fuzzy beard on his lips, long hair like Nicholas Tse, covering half of his face, and he wears earrings and a T-shirt with a big skull. Well, his nails haven't been taken care of yet, they are a little long... It's definitely a bit of a Shamatte style... If it weren't for Chen Yu's handsomeness, it would be unbearable to watch. He's about to go to college, which is really a bit inappropriate. "Tsk." Chen Yu smacked his lips and held his forehead, feeling some deeply suppressed memories swarming out like toads in a pond, making him feel a little nauseous and his toes tapping the ground. Now I remember that I was a recognized bad boy in high school. Although I didn't do anything really bad, I often skipped classes and bullied little girls. I was called out by the teacher, had my parents asked to join, and had to write self-criticisms countless times. "No wonder School Beauty Yu said she hated me the most..." Chen Yu found a pair of scissors, nail clippers, and hair ties. Then he cut his long hair to ear level, took off his earrings, shaved his beard, and took a shower. After blow-drying my hair, I used a hair tie to tie the excess hair into a high short braid at the back of my head. "I still need to get a haircut. Long hair is too difficult to wash." Chen Yu searched for clothes in the room with his naked buttocks and chose a white T-shirt and a pair of jeans to change into. The weather had turned cooler in the afternoon, so he went back to the bedroom and put on a school uniform jacket which was not washed but still clean. Looking at himself in the mirror again, Chen Yu nodded with satisfaction. He doesn't look like a bad student at all, just a tall, sunny and handsome boy.

Chen Yu is good-looking to begin with, and he doesn't dress in a low-brow way because of some strange aesthetic standards. He just wears versatile jeans and T-shirts, and he keeps them neat and tidy. In fact, he looks better than most of his peers. Chen Yu lay back on the bed and began to think about how to make his first pot of gold. Because Lao Chen's family fell into poverty due to stock speculation, he didn't get involved in speculative business in his previous life, and around 07, he rarely took the initiative to pay attention to it. "Stocks, sports events, lotteries, I can't remember clearly." Even if you can remember the lottery tickets, as long as it affects the interests of certain people, it may be useless to buy them. "However, I do remember a lot of blackmail on business people. How about blackmailing them?" Chen Yu shook his head and quickly denied it. Chen Yu, who came from an ordinary family, had no background at the moment. If he messed with those people, even if he could get some money out of them, there would be too much trouble afterwards. "Wait a minute—" Chen Yu suddenly had an idea in his mind, "I can't remember the stocks, but Old Chen can." He remembered that Lao Chen had almost no failures in the stock market from mid-2007 to early 2008, which was one of the important reasons why he later became obsessed with stock trading. Chen Yu clapped his hands: "Then we have our first pot of gold." Principal? No, this information about stocks that are sure to make money is priceless to stockholders. Just find a buyer and convert this information into money. The method is very simple. Chen Yu packaged himself as a so-called analyst and sent group messages directly to investors to predict stock trends. The more accurate predictions he made, the higher the trust base would be. Then, when it came to paid consulting, there would always be people taking the bait. This is exactly the same routine as the KOLs in various financial fields. They set up a persona, guess the stock trend, and if they guess correctly a few times, they will swing the sickle to reap the profits. If they fail to guess correctly, they will fail. The only difference is that Chen Yu didn't guess. (End of this chapter)