High School Belle Fell in Love with Me

"Your words are quite hurtful, you know. Wanliu Capital’s stock price has officially broken two trillion now. Are you unsure of how much you’ve made? Not to mention that during the IPO you grabbed 5% of shares for 15 billion, then took 15% at 150 billion later—it’s worth 300 billion now. By all accounts, you’ve already made at least 240 billion... not to mention the dividends coming up this year—you can pocket a hundred billion..."

Wanliu Capital is distributing 50 billion in dividends this time, with retail investors getting very little, due to the concentrated shareholding.

Jiang Banxia has 69%, Jiang Baichuan’s side 20%, Li Yang 6%, and the wealthy ladies group about 4%. By all accounts, there are barely two points circulating in the market.

Unclear whether Jiang Baichuan’s side is selling or not. Regardless, Wanliu Capital’s trading volume is less than half a point every day, typically only reaching two or three billion.

That’s the reason the stock is easy to push up, despite having a two trillion market cap already.

Jiang Banxia’s side isn’t suited for reducing holdings... The only ones who can sell are Li Yang and the wealthy ladies group.

Li Yang can’t make the wealthy ladies give up their interest, so...

He has to do it himself.

That initial 6% was meant for selling.

Currently, 4.5% has been unlocked; this part is enough for him to cash in 90 billion, paying 18 billion in taxes...

"By the way, does the dividend tax from your side need to be withheld by Wanliu Capital?"

Theoretically, it should, but Jiang Baichuan is so formidable he can override the financial system.

Jiang Baichuan rolled his eyes and said, "Do I need to say? We’ll just report our taxes ourselves; you don’t give Jiangbei too much—they love to play poor."

"Heh..."

Li Yang isn’t giving it to Jiangbei; it’s purely for Ye Bingcheng.

Ye Bingcheng needs money to have the competitive edge.

"This year it’s all in Capital City, next year Jiangbei..."

"Next year will be the big deal!"

Thinking of how much money Wanliu Capital will make this year keeps Jiang Baichuan awake at night.

After thinking, he said, "I actually had someone specially check the genealogy. Our Jiang Family and Jiang City’s Jiang Family were on the same family tree back then. I’ve checked it several times; Jiang Banxia is like my niece."

Li Yang: "???????"

"Are you sure?"

"Of course I’m sure. So find a chance for Jiang Banxia to come to my place for dinner. Even though we can’t restore the genealogy, we’re family after all..."

Li Yang helplessly said, "You’re really opening my eyes."

"What do you mean?"

"Before, I never understood what ’The rich have distant relatives in deep mountains’ meant, but now..."

Jiang Baichuan indifferently said, "It doesn’t matter, we’re alone here anyway. Just pass my message to Jiang Banxia."

Enough with the excuses, Jiang Baichuan can think of any.

Li Yang thought for a moment and asked, "Let me ask you something, old man."

"What’s up? Go ahead, don’t be formal with me, we’re family!"

"It’s like this, do you know any palace secret remedies? The kind that’s good for men’s health..."

"Well..."

Jiang Baichuan glanced at Li Yang.

Li Yang quickly said, "It’s not for me, it’s for a friend. He’s a bit weak lately, not too weak, just precautionary measures."

Jiang Baichuan said, "Sure there are remedies for health, though I’m not an expert in wellness. What you mentioned is indeed fake; even if they exist, side effects would be significant. Otherwise, why are emperors short-lived? Stress is one reason, but it also shows so-called palace remedies aren’t miraculous. Although, some nourishing recipes have circulated in Capital City, they have some effects but require daily consumption. I’ll ask around for you."

"Not for me, for a friend!"

...

Li Yang needs to supplement.

Being in Capital City for a few days, he’s clearly feeling rejuvenated.

Shows even though he’s still young, he’s overdone it before.

He doesn’t want to be a wreck before he’s forty—has to hold on until fifty.

Jiang Baichuan left, and Liu Ruyi came in carrying a bowl of light lotus seed soup, placing it in front of Li Yang.

"Ruyi, I’m full."

Liu Ruyi smiled and said, "I just heard you talking about remedies, nourishing ones. I’ve collected many over the years. Have a taste; if the flavor isn’t right, I’ll adjust."

Hearing this, Li Yang suddenly felt hungry.

"Is it effective?"

"Definitely effective. I dare not use you as a guinea pig; they’ve been validated by others."

"Great! I’ll try it!"

Li Yang drank it right away, not leaving a drop.

He said, full of interest, "Ruyi, is there anything else?"

"There are some health practices, but you just ate, try them tomorrow?"

"Try, try..."

Li Yang was quite eager.

Though he’s not really weak, he’s still capable of winning an intense battle.

But who wouldn’t want to be stronger...

The main point is, being strong now means he can openly discuss it.

When truly weak, it would be embarrassing to mention.

Just like wealthy people never feel insulted when called poor, but without money they subconsciously can’t accept it.

Because that’s true poverty!

Weakness is the same way.

Facing weakness with a smile, what if the sunglasses come off?

Liu Ruyi asked, "Want to rest here tonight? Your biological clock hasn’t adjusted yet; I can give you a massage to relax, helping you quickly enter deep sleep."

"Can you?"

"Of course, massage is an intricate technique. I’ll find someone to study it thoroughly and maybe a little skill will relieve you from any trouble."

"Ruyi, let me stress again, it’s not for me, it’s for a friend!"