I failed the college entrance exam, but after listening to advice, I became the richest person in th

Manhattan

Wall Street

Abram & Omar Consortium Headquarters

Seeing Tesla's stock price continue to soar, Abram and Omar were overjoyed and opened another bottle of champagne.

"Oh, thank God!"

"We've made a fortune on this investment."

"Hahahahahaha~"

"Yes, we also have to thank Mr. Jiang Feng. God bless him to be smarter in the future and see through the deceit and treachery in the business world."

"Even though he lost Tesla stock, at least he still has such a large farm and fishery, doesn't he?"

"It's not impossible for him to make a comeback!"

"Makes sense!"

"Cheers."

"Cheers."

The two of them made sarcastic remarks with smiles.

Riding the wave of success!

Feel good!

Suddenly, his phone beeped. Abram casually picked it up and looked at the screen, his expression instantly changing drastically.

He vomited the wine from his throat.

"Pfft~"

"Cough cough cough cough~ cough cough cough cough~"

Accompanied by violent coughing, his face turned red, and his expression was extremely unpleasant, as if he had eaten feces, his mood unpredictable.

Omar also noticed something was wrong.

He quickly picked up his phone and checked:

Multiple countries are experiencing flu outbreaks with extremely high mortality rates and rapid spread, potentially triggering a global pandemic.

Cases reported in Japan

Cases reported in France

Cases have emerged in China.

...

"Fuck, Son of a bitch, why did this happen? Damn it, we've lost big time!"

The two men were gritting their teeth, their faces ashen.

As senior investors on Wall Street, they certainly understand what a large-scale viral outbreak means.

Daily life is restricted.

Business operations are restricted.

Crude oil demand has plummeted.

Crude oil futures plummeted!

shit

Jiang Feng has probably really made a fortune this time…

(T_T)

They were heartbroken beyond words, unable to shed a tear, filled with deep regret, and wished they could bang their heads against the wall!

fuck

fuck

fuck

"Oh, damn God, why, why did I tell him to short crude oil futures? I was so stupid!" Omar squatted on the ground, frantically rubbing his hair with both hands.

Abram clenched his fists.

He slammed his fist on the desk—

bang

It hurt, it hurt a lot, it hurt terribly, but it was nothing compared to the heartache, the excruciating pain. In his more than 30 years in the industry, this was the first time he had done something so ridiculously stupid.

I almost laughed out of anger!

How foolish is that?

How ridiculous is that?

This will surely be recorded in Wall Street history.

Of

[Funny Big Event]

With just this one investment, Jiang Feng was able to rise to fame and make a sensation on Wall Street by stepping on their heads.

And it has been bestowed with all sorts of accolades:

Wall Street's lucky ones

The Avanti of Wall Street

Son of God on Wall Street

And those two, Abram and Omar, will certainly earn the titles of "Sleeping Dragon and Young Phoenix" and be bestowed with high praise:

Wall Street's Big Smart

Wall Street Good Guy

Abram was truly terrified that one day, while walking down the street, someone would pull out the two Jokers from a deck of cards and say to him and Omar, "Hey, you've lost your IDs!"

草

Losing hundreds of millions in interest is nothing; the most important thing is face, and they can't afford to lose face like this.

Looking at the champagne on the table, it's incredibly ironic. If only we hadn't celebrated, we wouldn't be in this awkward situation now.

ah~

Unfortunately, Jiang Feng was unaware of their predicament; otherwise, he would have certainly burst into laughter and jumped up to mock them mercilessly.

Open the champagne at halftime?

If you don't lose, who will?

(→_→)

Although I didn't get to see the jokes about these two brilliant strategists, my old classmate Xu Liang can tease them anytime!

The high school classmates' group chat was very lively.

[Squad Leader - Sun Hui: Everyone be careful! I heard there were infected people passing through Chengdu, the risk is extremely high!]

[Zhou Chunhong: I'm too scared to go out!]

[Yu Bin: Damn, face masks have gone up in price again.]

[Liu Lei: Damn, I can't buy it at all.]

[Please, I desperately need face masks!]

[Please, I desperately need face masks!]

[Please, I desperately need face masks!]

Suddenly, someone thought of something and said:

[Does Brother Feng own a mask factory?]

[Yu Bin: ???]

[Liu Lei: ???]

[Deng Ning: Holy crap! Yeah! I almost forgot! My brother Feng already invested in a mask factory, he's basically getting it for free!]

[......]

[......]

The old classmates gasped in shock. Holy crap, mask factories these days are like goose that lays golden eggs!

The profits are simply unimaginable!

草

Jiang Feng not only got rich from raising pigs, but now he actually owns a mask factory. What kind of incredible luck is this?

(￣ Pan￣)

I'm so envious I could split my plasmolysis!

[Liu Lei @ Jiang Feng: Brother Feng, let's chat. Do you own a mask factory? Are you shipping any masks yet?]

[Yu Bin @ Jiang Feng: Brother Feng, many of my classmates want to buy face masks. Could you let us buy them for them?]

[Bai Xiaofeng: I'd like to be a personal shopper +1]

[Yang Xiaoman: I'd like to be a personal shopper +1]

[+1]

[+1]

[+1]

...

Many old classmates who had been lurking in the shadows suddenly resurfaced, and even some old classmates with whom they weren't on good terms shamelessly tagged Jiang Feng, asking him to let them act as his personal shoppers.

When it comes to making money, who cares about face!

[Jiang Feng: I'm sorry, our mask production is very limited, only 200,000 per day, and it's already fully booked. If you need masks, you can buy them from Deng Ning and Wei Junjie at a set price of 4 yuan each.]

[Jiang Feng: Limited to ten per person per day]

Wei Junjie? Deng Ning? What does this mean?

草

You've authorized them to be distributors, right?

The old classmates were extremely envious and indignant. They were all old classmates, so why were they given the distribution rights? Couldn't we also get a taste of the benefits?

Humph

Although they were envious and jealous, they knew in their hearts that Deng Ning and Wei Junjie had an extremely close relationship with Jiang Feng, like brothers, and had even lent him their tuition fees.

What kind of feeling is this?

What kind of friendship is this?

What kind of trust is this?

Do they even deserve to be compared to Deng Ning and Wei Junjie?

Regret!

(T～T)

If I had gotten along well with Jiang Feng back then, if I hadn't mocked him for failing the college entrance exam, I would definitely have the power to resell masks and make a fortune today!

Having spent over a year in university, their pride had long been broken, they had come to terms with reality, and they knew the importance of personal connections, but today's experience was the most profound.

Connections are really important!

You can make a fortune with ease!

They missed a chance to change their destiny, perhaps the most important chance of their lives.

Fuck, my heart aches so much I can't breathe!

Especially Chen Mo—

Jiang Feng, Deng Ning, and Wei Junjie's roommates are unsociable and have a kind of bookish arrogance.

He looked down on Jiang Feng, Deng Ning, and Wei Junjie for working part-time during their holidays, even though their academic performance was worse than his own.

Therefore, the relationship is not particularly harmonious!

He did not speak up for Jiang Feng.

There was no support either.

Now that Jiang Feng has made a name for himself and soared to great heights, it's naturally not his place to take advantage of him; he's been completely ignored.

Chen Mo lay on the bed, tears streaming down his face, filled with regret.

I regret it so much!

I hate it!

If I had built good relationships with everyone before, wouldn't I have been able to sell face masks at school and become the coolest kid on campus?

Wei Junjie and Deng Ning were showing off in the group chat:

[Wei Junjie: Feng Ge YYDS]

[Deng Ning: Thank you, Brother Feng, for giving us a daily quota of 20,000 masks. We earn one yuan for every regular mask we sell, and two yuan for every N95 mask we sell.]

[￣?￣]

Damn, I'm so envious!

If each person produces 20,000 masks per day, and makes a profit of one or two yuan per mask, wouldn't they make 20,000 to 30,000 yuan per day?

Aaaaaah! (Pain mask)

fuck

Starting a business while in college, earning 20,000 to 30,000 yuan a day, and dating the campus belle is a piece of cake? That's fucking awesome!

envy

Jealous

regret

They became depressed...

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