Pursuing Her Best Friend after Confession Failed Chapter 22 - 21: The Bootlicker is Crying, the Scumbag is Gr

Luo Jingwei completely snapped.

He never could have imagined that the lucky one who snagged the spot was his romantic rival, Li Yuan.

It’s actually that bastard Li Yuan. If he hadn’t also applied to Daxia University, I might have been the one to luck into a 985 university. Damn it, I really want to smash him to death! Damn it all, I’m furious. I scored 580, not much lower than him. If it weren’t for my poor performance in math this ti, scoring over 600 would have been a breeze. My 985 university... Li Yuan, you really are my nesis. I swear, this isn’t over between us!

Luo Jingwei roared hysterically. He had applied for that sa coveted 985 spot at Daxia University. With Li Yuan accepted, he missed the cutoff and would have to repeat a year. He clearly had the chance to get in by a fluke...

If one sentence could describe his feelings at that mont, it was as if he was being force-fed a basin of shit.

After his bout of anger, Luo Jingwei felt helpless. The Goddess, Bai Weixi, already had an ambiguous, flirtatious relationship with Li Yuan. Now that they were attending the sa university, his chances were even slimr.

No, I must study hard for the retake. My performance this year was not reflective of my true capabilities. Next year, I must get into Daxia University. Li Yuan, I won’t let you win. Bai Weixi will be mine.

That night, Luo Jingwei thrashed in his bed, his sheets becoming soaked with sweat again and again.

At the internet cafe, Li Yuan received a QQ ssage from Bai Weixi. This was the first ti she had ssaged him since the class eting.

"Li Yuan, thank you for what you did for . I’m really touched. Also, I’m looking forward to seeing you at the university! (shy face)"

Seeing the ssage, Li Yuan realized Bai Weixi had indeed misunderstood him.

He replied directly, "Don’t flatter yourself. I didn’t do it for you."

Soon, a new reply ca from Bai Weixi. "Brother, you finally replied to my ssage! (happy face)"

"Brother, when the ti cos, can we travel to Modu for university together?"

"Hehe, if you don’t say anything, I’ll take that as a yes."

"Brother, I knew you were the best to ."

Li Yuan was speechless. This woman loved to make assumptions. The nicer you were to her, the more arrogant she acted. But if you were aloof and didn’t take her seriously, she would start fawning over you and take the initiative to contact you.

What was that saying again?

The favored are always fearless. As the patriarch of scumbags once said, you can’t be too nice to won. Won are ant to be attracted and won over, not fawned over. Is this an inadvertent stroke of genius? Once I’m in university, maybe I can get her under my thumb. Playing hot and cold, pushing and pulling—who doesn’t know how to do that?

After earning his first pot of gold through the lottery and stocks, his assets of over 31 million yuan already made him a bona fide first-generation wealthy man. For the rest of his life, he could live comfortably just off the interest from putting the money in a bank.

Money is a man’s courage. With cash in hand, Li Yuan was no longer so concerned with so-called beauties. Although Bai Weixi was gorgeous—a top-tier campus goddess—Modu was teeming with beautiful girls. It was a gathering place for so of the most stunning young won in the entire country. As long as you had money and property, you didn’t even need good looks; beautiful girls would throw themselves at you like moths to a fla.

And he now possessed all three.

Now that he wasn’t fawning over Bai Weixi, having removed the "first love" filter from his perception of her, Li Yuan suddenly felt that this was much better. He could do what he wanted and say what he wanted without having to be as cautious as before, constantly thinking of ways to make her happy. If he felt like replying, he would. If not, he would just turn on ’Do Not Disturb’ and pretend she didn’t exist.

This was so much more refreshing. To hell with everyone else.

I’m no pathetic simp.

Having been granted a second chance at life by the heavens, he decided he would live even more wantonly from now on. He would date, of course, but being devoted to just one person ever again was impossible. A man only truly falls in love once in his life; once it’s over, he can never go back.

He was going to have an entire forest.

Too lazy to reply to Bai Weixi’s ssage, Li Yuan took a break and turned his attention back to the stock market.

It was late July 2008, and the Beijing Olympics were about to begin. The long-sluggish dostic stock market was gradually starting to recover.

Regarding stocks, he only knew that Tengxun and Maotai shares were currently very low. Due to the economic crisis, they were at a historic low point, making it the perfect ti to buy. After the Olympics, the stock market would see a rebound, especially Maotai’s stock. Despite so fluctuations, it was set to soar in the future.

Li Yuan checked and saw that Maotai was currently trading at just 44.8 yuan per share. If he recalled correctly, its price had skyrocketed to over 2,000 yuan per share before his rebirth, with a market capitalization exceeding 2 trillion yuan. If he invested 10 million yuan now, it would grow to over 500 million in a little more than a decade, even if he did nothing.

Li Yuan calculated that he had just over 31 million yuan in cash. After subtracting the 550,000 yuan for the two properties, he had exactly 31 million left. He thought it over. Once he started university in Modu, he planned to buy a house and a car, and then start a business. But with over a month until school started, putting the money in the stock market was definitely better than leaving it in the bank, regardless of the potential earnings.

Maotai’s market was much larger than that of Salt Lake Shares, so Li Yuan didn’t invest all his funds. He decided to put in 10 million yuan first to test the waters. If the price dropped, he’d play the long ga. If he profited, he’d pull the money out to buy real estate.

In the coming years, investing in property was the fastest way to see appreciation.

Don’t buy a house this year, or you’ll be in tears next year.

Your full paynt will beco a down paynt, and your down paynt will beco a garage.

That saying was completely true for this period. In his past life, even before he graduated from university, he had witnessed housing prices in Modu explode from 10,000 yuan per square ter to 40,000 or 50,000. After graduating, he wanted to settle in Modu, but faced with the astronomical prices, he couldn’t even afford a toilet, let alone make a down paynt.

Right now in Modu, there were no purchasing restrictions, making it simple to buy property. He planned to hoard houses, using property to finance more property—a much simpler strategy than starting a company. Of course, he still wanted to start a business. He never had the chance in his previous life, so he had to try this ti.

He wanted to see if what Lei Bus said was true: if you’re standing in the right place at the right ti, even a pig can fly.

In a great mood, Li Yuan imrsed himself in online writing again, continuing his grind. Although he no longer cared about the inco from web novels, it was still a decent profession that could help him build a fan base.

Ti flew by, and soon it was August 3rd. After a month of explosive updates since his novel went premium, today was the day he would see his first month’s earnings.

In the 31 days of July, Li Yuan had updated around 20,000 words daily. His average subscriptions had reached about 60,000. For a solid month, his novel consistently held the top spot on both the monthly ticket and bestseller charts.

At ten in the morning, Li Yuan imdiately logged into the author’s portal to check his earnings from the previous month.

Hehe, it broke a million, just as I thought! This month’s earnings reached 1.6 million yuan, much more than I expected. Not bad, not bad at all. Worth all my hard work. A house a month—I wouldn’t have dared to dream of this in my previous life.

Li Yuan was extrely satisfied. It was only 2008, and an inco like this already put him at the absolute pinnacle of the industry. Even the senior executives of publicly listed companies would find it hard to match this monthly salary.

In mid-August, the Beijing Olympics concluded, and the start of the university sester drew closer. Xia Qin called him. "Yuan, your dad and I are coming back to our hotown tomorrow to throw you a celebration banquet for your college admission."

Li Yuan asked uneasily, "Um, Mom, is it okay if we don’t have the banquet?"

He actually hated the "celebration banquet" custom from his hotown. In his rural village, a child getting into university was a huge deal. Relatives and friends would be notified, a festive date would be set, and there would be a big feast with gongs and drums.

Once the banquet started, countless relatives would pry into every detail, putting you on a pedestal and talking about how amazing your future would be. However, Li Yuan understood that the more glorious the celebration was now, the more humiliating it would be if he were to fall from grace in the future.