In fact, Jiang Banxia also sent a message to Li Yang, asking if he wanted to have lunch together, but Li Yang declined.
At a restaurant near the school gate, he met Chen Jie. After a brief chat, they started discussing the specific contract.
Li Yang made some amendments to the details of the contract, and after consideration, Chen Jie agreed.
However, in the end, a priority clause was still added.
Specifically: Upon expiration of the contract, if Li Yang continues in the streaming industry, regardless of the price others offer, Mouyu has the first right of refusal to match the contract.
Li Yang agreed after considering it. After all, five million in cash was about to be credited to his account, and the priority wasn’t really a problem—it was easy to bypass and could potentially boost his worth.
By 2 PM, the contract was successfully signed.
The funds would only be credited the next day. As it was a collaborator’s contract, Li Yang still had to handle related tax matters himself—the company wasn’t responsible.
Li Yang returned to school with only a few minutes left before class started.
He Lewei ran to the back row specifically to wait for Li Yang.
"Yang, aren’t you going back to the dorm?"
"I am, just had something to do at noon."
Could this kid want an autograph? Does it have to be in the dorm? Surely he won’t ask me to sign on his underwear.
Gross!
He Lewei immediately put on a fawning smile...
"If you have something to say, just say it. The teacher’s coming soon!"
He Lewei grinned and said, "Yang, didn’t you say to upgrade my image another notch before? Well, I’m here for your advice..."
Only then did Li Yang remember. It’s been about twenty days, and he almost forgot about it.
Thinking of this, he unlocked his phone and glanced at his stock account.
Lanshi Heavy Equipment was still trading at a limit-up today—yesterday’s queued entries worth over thirty million were all consumed.
"Whoa! What on earth is this?"
He Lewei was stunned upon seeing it. Earning 3.6 million in a day?
Of course, he knew it was stock trading, but how many can actually make money from the stock market?
Li Yang directly saved a screenshot and then sent the picture to He Lewei.
"Just post this image on your Moments and say that next month’s meal funds are finally settled."
He Lewei: "?????"
Your money, and I get to show off?
He’s never put on such a facade with such insecurity.
Previously, he gritted his teeth and could afford that ten-million-yuan car.
Now, over thirty million... No, the account is nearing forty million, where could he get that kind of money?
Even gathering all the family’s cash wouldn’t amount to this.
Of course, selling off a property might work, but who would want to do that when collecting rent is so nice?
He said nervously, "Wouldn’t that get exposed immediately?"
Li Yang: "Exposed how? Can’t your family come up with this amount?"
"This... not necessarily."
"Don’t worry, go ahead and post it. I’ve got your back, don’t worry about it."
He Lewei thought for a moment and asked, "What if someone asks me about stock trading? I know a bit but truly don’t understand."
"By then, come to me. I’ll have a script ready for you. Besides, you have over twelve million of your principal in this. Although I won’t share the profits with you, you can borrow the account anytime. No one’s going to look at the account’s verification info. If someone insists on seeing it, just say the account belongs to your uncle."
"Damn! You’re taking advantage of me for nothing!"
However, He Lewei was actually tempted.
Though this facade doesn’t seem very smooth to him, it’s entirely within a bearable range—it’s not exaggeratedly outlandish.
But now, more than ever, he’s curious about how Li Yang became so damn impressive.
He’s barely put down the aura of an academic and gaming genius, and now he’s donned the halo of a teenage stock god?
"Can I peek at the account..."
"Haha, go ahead, but don’t spread rumors. It’s confined to our dorm only."
Li Yang had a good impression of his dorm mates. After all, they were to live together for four years.
Moreover, people at Jing University could become any sort of influential personalities in the future. Having more friends opens more paths, and there’s no need to hide too much from roommates.
"Sure..."
The whole next class, He Lewei kept looking at the account.
The more he looked, the more astonishing it became.
Excluding the principal, Li Yang had already earned nearly twenty million.
His principal wasn’t much. Initially, he withdrew over twelve million, which nearly matched what he borrowed from me. There was a single one-million, several small but continuous tens of millions, one of 3.3 million, and one of 7 million.
Even with a principal of a little over twelve million, adding what I lent him, it was only about twenty-four million. But now, the account is merely tens of thousands short of forty million.
That means Li Yang has already made nearly sixteen million.
The first transaction was just two months ago... it only took two months...
Damn!
I thought being a gaming genius was his strongest suit, but now it’s nothing!
What sect did Li Yang cultivate in?
He wants in too!
"Master Li..."
Li Yang got goosebumps all over.
This was a title reserved for Master Jiang, and this bastard really used it.
"Shut up! Call me properly from now on."
"Hehe, sure, Yang. Little bro’s family does have some capital—I’m going to open an account at a securities company tomorrow. Can I copy Yang’s moves?"
Li Yang smiled and asked, "How much can you scrounge together? I’ll still need your twelve million principal for a while, so I won’t return it right away."
"Feeling thick-skinned, I probably can pull out several million more from home."
"That works. Go ahead and gather it, I’ll take you along in a few days."