Xu Zhi hesitated, debating whether or not to say anything when he heard Wang Yuchen's cold voice.
"If you don't want to talk about it, forget it. I don't want to know either."
Xu Zhi gritted his teeth. Yuan, I'm sorry. He then explained, "Yuchen, some time ago, Yuan and I started trading stocks together and made a bit of money."
"Stock trading?" Wang Yuchen was taken aback. She had, of course, heard of it but had no personal experience. All she knew was that with the current financial crisis, the stock market was doing poorly.
"Hmph. The stock market is terrible right now. How much could you have possibly made? Enough to pay me back for my phone?"
Seeing Wang Yuchen take the bait, Xu Zhi was secretly delighted. He waved his hand dismissively, trying to act nonchalant. "Ah, it wasn't much. Only about one hundred thousand yuan. It should be enough to buy you a new phone."
"One hundred thousand?" Wang Yuchen's voice was filled with disbelief.
