Three black-clad men brushed their way into the exclusive elevator of Tangfeng Center to the President's floor.

Ah Feng glanced back at Ah Mao, who had been playing with his smartphone looking through Weibo throughout the way. He laughed teasingly and said, “Rascal, you've been staring at the phone the whole day. Do you plan to live with your phone forever?”

His face reddening, Ah Mao quickly put his mobile phone away while laughing cheekily, “Feng-ge, this is my only hobby.”

Big Cat leaned on the inside of the elevator with his arms crossed, his mouth tilted to the side, humming, “The hobby of online love.”

“Che, how can a fellow like you know pure and sacred love?” Ah Mao sneered.

Without saying a word, Big Cat turned his head and quietly pulled out his cell phone from his trousers pockets. He opened up his scarf, answering a message in private, “My darling Mao…”

The elevator stopped and its door opened, the stern-looking trio in black went in together, jokingly kept away their mischievous looks, and silenced their phones. Ah Feng stood in front of the metal door, which was harder and thicker than a bank vault, tidied his tie with one hand, and took off the big sungla.s.ses that laid on the bridge of his nose.

The artificial intelligence scanned his pupil and fingerprint. After confirming his ident.i.ty, there was a click and the door opened.

When he stepped into the room, Ah Feng was slightly stunned. Ah Mao behind him exclaimed, “f.u.c.k! Feng-ge, there's a fire?! Why didn't the alarm go off? Was it broken– Mhmm!”

Big Cat covered Ah Mao's croaking mouth, though Ah Mao said out their internal thoughts.

“Tang Zhong.” Ah Feng saw two people sitting on the sofa through the white smoke that filled the room. His boss Big Tang was sitting on the sofa with one hand on the handrest and his legs crossed out. Leaning askew, he held a cigar in his hand and was wearing a black suit. In the room of white smoke, he was quite visible.

“Mr… Su.” Ah Feng barely recognized the man sitting opposite Tang Xiao, who wore opposite-colored clothes, his whole body blindingly white. With his left hand holding a white jade pipe to smoke, if not for his black hair there, Ah Feng almost did not realize there was another person in the room.

But what was this situation now? How did Su Mo appear in Tang Zhong's room? This kind of stagnancy and burning, silent and quiet; two men face-to-face spitting out clouds within a choking scene, what was going on?

“Come, all meet Master Su.” Tang Xiao took a puff of cigar and breathed out the smoke.

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Master Su did not wear the ridiculous Tang suit to attend whatever drinks party that night. He was not interested in anything of that sort. During his youth his power was not stable and he had to attend the drinks party to get popular. Later, he became powerful. With qualifications, status and power, he no longer easily partic.i.p.ated in any drinks party.

Clearly, a bunch of hooligans who were eager to take up machine guns and shoot each other into honeycombs to take over the territory. Yet, each was well-dressed and carried a gla.s.s of wine to talk about opera and alcohol. In reality, they were all hypocrites who dozed in the opera house and only knew the price of red wine.

The world is hypocritical, and people are also hypocritical and untrustworthy.

Su Bai no longer returned to the villa, as Tang Xiao sent him a duplex apartment near B University to which he accepted it with pleasure. When the relations.h.i.+p of friendly cooperations was just a cover-up of utilization, what reason did he have to not enjoy these rewards?

Su Bai was quite satisfied when he opened the apartment with the key. Fortunately, Tang Xiao did not get him a set of antique furniture. Since one was thirty-two years old, one should live as a thirty-two-year-old. As it was close to B University, Su went to school on foot. He did not plan to give up the position of a “teacher”, which he thought of as “amateur entertainment”, which was twice a week and relatively relaxing.

It was two o'clock in the afternoon and students were beginning to appear in school.

Wearing clean-cut beige pants that covered his long legs, his sleeves were rolled up which revealed gentle-looking arms. His short and simple haircut was blown by the breeze, every flowing strand clearly distinguishable. Su Bai rarely came to school earlier than usual. He shook his right hand gently.

The skin of his right thumb had torn a little. He was recently practicing guns too fiercely, and this body had not yet been able to adapt. The white porky fats could be cleaned off nicely within a month or so. Because the cardinal numbers were big, as long as there was unwavering determination, and harsh self-discipline, weight could be lost rather quickly.

Weight loss was enough for Master Su now. He was never interested in bean sprout bodies. What he lacked most now were muscle and strength, but these could not be achieved overnight.

But for now, the Master Su who was walking around was already enough to attract the attention of many people in the school, and occasionally curious students gathered together to gossip.

“Is that a teacher of our school? I haven't seen him before, so handsome.”

“It's Su Mo. Do you remember? He deliberately seduced The Crown Prince (Liu Yunsheng) a few months ago and was almost dismissed from school.”

“No way? You mean the Su Mo with a beer belly, super-dusty clothes and a broken car every day?!” A cla.s.smate looked at the handsome figure of Su Bai, who had gone far away, completely petrified in the wind.

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What did Su Mo teach, investment?

Obviously, although Su Mo read a lot, he did not learn the essence of investment at all. Otherwise, he would not have invested his feelings in Liu Yunsheng. As a result, the investment failed and he jumped into the sea.

“Teacher, is it still self-study today?”

Sitting behind the desk and talking to people on MSN, Master Su looked up at the person who spoke out. Today was the last cla.s.s of this semester. Liu Yunsheng, who had not attended the cla.s.s for two weeks, finally appeared. At the start, Su Bai ignored Liu Yunsheng, it was not that he did not see him, but now he had more important things to attend to. But it seemed that Mr. Liu Yunsheng did not plan to pretend to not see Master Su.

The speaker sat not far from Liu Yunsheng, a typical cannon fodder.

Su Bai looked down at the screen of his mobile phone.

MSN chat interface——

YourGrandfather: You there?

TheManWhoBecameTheKingOfPirates: … f.u.c.k! There's MSN in h.e.l.l that you can chat with?

YourGrandfather: Why not heaven?

TheManWhoBecameTheKingOfPirates: … Sir, are you feigning as a corpse?

YourGrandfather: Dirty mouth.

TheManWhoBecameTheKingOfPirates: Lord, I knew that even if all the good people in the world died and you would still live well.

Your grandpa: Enough. Help me investigate Tang Xiao.

TheManWhoBecameTheKingOfPirates: Yes, my lord.

Silently clearing the chat record, Su stood up without haste and his mobile phone was stuffed into his trousers bag. He walked slowly step by step. His shoes landed on the cement floor and made a crisp noise. Time seemed to be stagnating. Only his footsteps could be heard in the cla.s.sroom, and he stopped. He was still three steps away from Liu Yunsheng.

No one uttered a word. The boy who had made the bold statement just now dared not breathe now. The crisp footsteps were stepping on his heart, shattering it.

“With security investment as an example, how will you choose a stock?” Su Bai looked at the boy with a gentle aura.

“I…” Clearly wanting his mouth to open, yet his words were stuck in his throat and could not be uttered. He could feel Su Bai's smile that was aimed at him. It was as if a cold knife was stabbed into his back.

“This cla.s.smate doesn't seem to know. Who's going to answer instead?” Master Su put his hands in his pockets and asked casually.

“Why don't Mr. Su tell us?” The one who spoke was Liu Yunsheng.

“Most of the people we invest in don't pay us back immediately, so why should we invest? What we buy is their future, which can bring us huge profits beyond our expectations. Will there be people who would want to buy XX Petroleum?” He added on, “As far as the current domestic securities market is concerned.”

Several students nodded.

“Why?” Su Bai smiled and the cla.s.sroom atmosphere soon became natural.

“XX Petroleum is a monopoly industry, making a lot of money every year!” Some students said.

“You won't get a dime of any money they earn.” Su Bai's words made several cla.s.smates laugh.

“Investment is to buy the future. Even if the oil company can monopolize and make more money, if you don't get a share of it, you won't earn anything. Have you seen the K-line chart of XX Petroleum since its listing? It is precisely because many investors have the same foolish ideas as you. Now, they are all still stuck in the same boat as oil resources will only decrease. Its profit s.p.a.ce is no longer worth investing in. Its future is even worse. Once there are alternatives that can replace oil resources, just wait for a crash. You think it will take a few more years for the discovery of replacements to crude oil? It's all a matter of time.”

Now that he was a teacher, Su did not mind supplying basic investment knowledge to silly children.

“We won't talk about foreign stocks, but we will a.n.a.lyze domestic stocks. If you knew that SuX Electric could open chain stores all over the street when it was just listed; if you owned the stock from the beginning and partic.i.p.ated in all the dividend allocation stocks; Even after the financial crisis of 2008, you could still enjoy 30 times the rate of profit. Would you buy their stocks?”

“Of course!” There was a loud reply from money fans, and they all laughed.

“Unfortunately, there's no Doraemon beside you that can make a time machine.” Su Bai knocked on the table. “Remember, securities investment is very simple. Find a company with great potential, keep it and sell it off at the right time. Of course, we have no way to guarantee that we can choose the right investment target. What should we do if we lose? Set a stopping point and cut the meat.”

Pausing his words, Master Su looked at Liu Yunsheng with complicated eyes and said lightly, “Throw that stock away completely and look for another potential one. As long as the return is greater than the loss, your investment will be successful.”

“Student Liu, don't you think so?” Su Bai licked his lips and smiled.

“Mr. Su is trying to tell me, that you have given up the stock which is me?” Liu Yunsheng's smile was stiff and his voice was hoa.r.s.e. His speech seemed to carry a whine.

Mr. Su stepped forward two steps to Liu Yunsheng, “No matter how good the stock is, there will be a day when the investment value will be lost.”

He had not spoken so much in such a long time. Master Su felt his mouth was a little dry, and he licked his lips unconsciously. Liu Yunsheng just glared at him with his eyes, and when Su Bai saw it his heart was happy.

See, shocked by Master Su, as expected.

T/N: ?!? An update! Yes, finally an update from Fish… Sorry for the wait! If there are any mistakes let Fish know!!