I was just playing tricks, how come I became Bai Yueguang

Chapter 138 The Drunk Youth's Heart Is Not Confused

After three rounds of drinks, the atmosphere was set, and today's trip to Shen Garden was a great pleasure for both the host and the guests.

Shen Guiling and Shen Qingyu were drunk and fell down early. Shen Zhuang looked at them with amusement and turned around to order Shen Zhi to take them away.

Lei Xing and Gu He had been waiting outside the main hall. When they saw their young master being helped out, they quickly stepped forward to claim him.

Shen Guiling's cheeks were flushed, and she had fallen asleep completely. Lei Xing directly carried her on his back. Shen Qingyu was still somewhat conscious and refused to be supported by anyone, so Gu He could only follow her carefully.

"Take good care of him." Shen Zhi gave an instruction and turned to go into the main hall.

Lei Xing carried Shen Guiling on his back and hurried along, shortening the fifteen-minute journey to five minutes before reaching the bamboo garden. After settling Shen Guiling down, Lei Xing immediately went to the kitchen to make some hangover soup.

The midday sun was shining brightly, casting brilliant golden rays on the balcony on the second floor, and the twilight shining through the intricately carved window lattices, casting vivid shadows.

The boy on the bed's eyelids trembled slightly, his long eyelashes as lush as spring grass slowly stretched out, and a faint light floated in his eyes.

Shen Guiling held his head and slowly sat up, a trace of scarlet still hanging at the corners of his eyes. He was not drunk, but slightly tipsy, and he was even more sober than usual.

He wasn't good at drinking, and his headache was genuine. After sitting on the bed for a while, Shen Guiling realized that the prize he'd won today had been placed next to his bedside. The most eye-catching item was the turquoise bracelet Su Jingliu had given him. With such quality and mineral material, it was easily worth a small million.

The price is secondary. The key point is that Su Jingliu took it off his wrist, so the meaning of this gift is different.

He has already stolen the show at today's lunch, and it's easy for him to lose face. If he doesn't know how to restrain himself, he will probably be targeted by others.

Shen Guiling was silent for a moment, got out of bed and walked to the study, turned on the computer, operated it casually with his fingers, and then sat in a chair in a daze.

"Ding-dong-"

At this time, there is an interception message in the lower right corner.

Shen Guiling came back to his senses in a second and leaned forward slightly.

There were two messages intercepted this time. What made Shen Guiling a little excited was that one of them was a new ID.

Mr. Bai:

Please allow me to contact you without permission. It is really a matter of great importance and I cannot do it.

Someone escaped from the 'Dark Building' and stole the extremely important client list in "File No. 49". We had originally locked down the location where the information was hidden, but something unexpected happened along the way and the whereabouts of the information is still unknown.

This email was very long and more detailed than any previous one. Shen Guiling, fearing that he might be drunk, read it carefully word by word.

Then, something said at the end of the letter shocked him.

Someone sent killers to sneak into the school to search for the stolen information while they were away for military training. As a result, the killers accidentally ran into Jiang Huashan, and were then killed by Shen Zhuang?

The writer of the letter temporarily classified the incident as an accident, but because of the sensitive identity of Shen Zhuang, he had to write to ask this "Mr. Bai" what to do next?

Shen Guiling looked at the words "accidentally" and "accident" in the letter, and her noble phoenix eyes raised slightly. In her mind, she recalled the occasional fragments of Jiang Huashan's laughter, anger and scolding.

Yelling and cursing at Yao Zilei, fanning the flames with a loudspeaker on his back, and more...

At that time, she called Zhou Yanheng before pushing Shen Mianzhi down.

The height of the courtyard wall was far too high to kill someone. If Jiang Huashan was just trying to play a prank, why would she have warned the people below? Her actions seemed more like she was deliberately pushing Shen Mianzhi towards Zhou Yanheng.

But what is the reason for doing this?

Neither revenge nor a prank seemed to make sense.

Suddenly, Jiang Huashan's smiling face, as fearless as a dead pig, appeared in his mind again.

"Accident."

That face inexplicably coincided with the word "accident" in front of the computer, but was it really an accident?

Shen Guiling was at a loss for a moment and moved the mouse to open another file.

It was a letter from an old acquaintance, Fu Lingnan.

Mr. Bai:

I'm so sorry to write to you again, sir! The list has been leaked, and someone has found me through it.

Although it was only a short sentence, Fu Lingnan's panic and urgency were revealed between the lines.

Shen Guiling's eyes flashed, and his face became more cautious.

The contents of the two letters are obviously contradictory. One says that the whereabouts of the information are unknown, and the other says that the information has been leaked.

Could it be that these people who contacted 'Mr. Bai' didn't know each other's identities?

Or, they don't communicate privately?

The more Shen Guiling thought about it, the more he felt that this explanation was very reasonable. After thinking for a moment, he forwarded the intercepted message and then locked onto another new ID.

He was really curious about who was so capable that he dared to send assassins into Yucai in broad daylight?

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Plum garden.

Shen Qingyu stumbled into the yard, and his blurred eyes immediately cleared up the next second.

Song He wanted to help him, but he was rejected by him. In the end, he could only helplessly remind him, "Master, can you please come into the house first?"

Shen Qingyu turned and walked into the main hall, leaning lazily on the sofa, thought for a moment, took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

"It's me. I've been keeping an eye on all the Yao family stocks for the past month. I'll buy whatever I can get!"

"..."

Shen Qingyu was slightly annoyed by what the other party said. "Why are you talking so much nonsense? I'm looking at the board myself. Winning or losing is my business."

"Experts? Those experts know nothing!"

"Not enough money? It's just a matter of not having enough money. Just keep an eye on the market. This young master has plenty of money."

When Gu He walked into the main hall with the sobering tea, Shen Qingyu was still cursing.

"Master, have some hangover soup."

Shen Qingyu hung up the phone and looked obviously unhappy.

Seeing this, Gu He brought the tea forward and said, "Master, if you need help, why not give the old lady a call? She has always doted on you. As long as you ask, she won't have to worry about anything."

Shen Qingyu took the tea and glanced at Gu He. "After all, my last name is Shen. If I go to my grandmother for such a small matter, I'm afraid those blind bastards in the Gu family will disturb her again."

"Master..."

Shen Qingyu interrupted impatiently, his tone brooking no room for argument, "Alright! If I really go to Grandma for this little money, who knows what she'll think of Grandpa! Shen Yuan is Shen Yuan, and Grandpa is Grandpa. No matter what, Grandpa has never treated me unfairly."

Gu He also watched Shen Qingyu grow up, and knew that he had a bad temper and always kept his word, so he had to suppress what he was saying.

"Then Master, you've been keeping an eye on the Yao family for so long, wouldn't it be a pity to just give up like this?"

After Yao Jun was imprisoned, the Yao family rushed to sell off their property to save him, and almost half of their property was sold at a price far below the market price.

But Yao Jun's situation was too bad at the time. Even though the stock price had fallen below the historical low, many people were still afraid to buy. Shen Qingyu saw the opportunity and used all the cash he had at hand to buy Yao's shares. However, the price kept falling for a month, resulting in all the family assets being trapped.

Now that he has finally waited for the opportunity, how could he give up so easily?

Shen Qingyu had a clear mindset: if he had enough money, he could earn as much as he wanted. But since his funds were limited, he could only earn as much as he could within reasonable resources.

The boy took a sip of tea and called back.

"Hello, it's me. How much funds do I have left in my account?"

"..."

"That's all? Young Master, I'm still too poor. Okay, sell the two futures contracts I made money on. After cashing out, buy Yao's Semiconductor and Metallurgical Electric. Take as many as you can."

"I don't want the futures to double, I'll just sell them all."

Those few million are nothing compared to the Wootz Copper Mine. As long as the Yao family signs the contract, 10% of the copper mine's profits will go into his pocket. Isn't he an idiot for missing such a good opportunity?

Shen Qingyu looked regretful. "Alas, Dad, I'm still too poor. If I were a little richer, I could make more money in the world."

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