Xu Zhi had no doubts about Li Yuan. In his eyes, anyone who could buy Porsches, BMWs, and other million-yuan sports cars for Bai Weixi and his other girlfriends was an omnipotent god.
"Yuan, I'll take your advice. I'll go open an account tomorrow."
Li Yuan yawned, a wave of drowsiness washing over him.
"Alright, Dazhi, I'm going to sleep. Come visit our school when you're free."
"Okay, Yuan, you go ahead and sleep. I'm too keyed up to sleep right now. I'm going to research how to open an account and learn about the stock market."
Li Yuan checked the time. It was already one in the morning. Having played three rounds of poker since the evening, he was indeed getting tired.
Time to sleep. What a thrilling, exciting, and satisfying day.
「The next morning」
Li Yuan was still asleep when Bai Weixi had already prepared breakfast.
"Brother, wake up and eat breakfast."
