Damn, How could my family be so wealthy?!-Chapter 67: Jaw-Dropping Action

He sneaked a glance at Su Mu.

Relieved that Su Mu wasn’t paying attention to him, the coach let out a sigh of relief.

It was all because of that blockhead’s irritating behavior that he had accidentally revealed his true nature.

If Su Mu saw such a rude side of him, he might despise him.

What do wealthy people value the most?

Cultivation!

Temperament!

The coach took several deep breaths to calm his urge to continue cursing.

He slowly sat down, as if he truly was a person of great cultivation.

As if everything that had just happened was an illusion.

The person who had lost his image and cursed vehemently had nothing to do with him.

Su Mu noticed all of the coach’s behavior.

Because he wasn’t familiar with him, Su Mu didn’t know how different the coach was today from usual.

Thinking the coach was just a fickle person, Su Mu didn’t take it to heart.

Su Mu was very calm, but the others were terrified.

Everyone was silently asking the same question.

What’s wrong with the coach today?

Such a capricious coach was like the end of the world to the other students.

No one knew what kind of shocking actions the coach would take next.

They glanced at the person who had been summoned to the palace three times.

Everyone unanimously concluded: The coach was driven mad by him.

Now everyone was praying in their hearts: They must pass the test!

Otherwise, who knew what kind of coach would be waiting for them?

Everyone was already very nervous.

Now, after this, they were so scared they didn’t even dare to speak.

Unlike the others, Su Mu’s side was unusually quiet.

Bored, Su Mu started browsing his social media.

Xia Shuya seemed pretty normal today.

She posted a photo of herself practicing dancing.

And indeed, Xia Shuya in her dance costume was quite charming.

The curvy figure, the captivating long legs.

Everything about her was alluring.

But of course, Su Mu was not among those enticed.

As someone who had seen right through Xia Shuya.

This kindergarten-level seduction obviously couldn’t stir any impulse in him.

However, from Xia Shuya’s social media, Su Mu did learn something.

Xia Shuya had returned to the dance troupe.

She’s a well-behaved girl.

Su Mu mentally praised her.

He had told Xia Shuya the night before that she didn’t need to go back if she didn’t want to.

Xia Shuya indeed posted on her social media from the presidential suite all night.

Because Su Mu didn’t say she could continue to stay the next day.

Early in the morning, Xia Shuya left the presidential suite and returned to her dance troupe.

Continuing to scroll, there was nothing new.

Just some everyday bragging from classmates.

He closed WeChat, looked at the lobby notice board, and saw there were still many candidates to be tested.

Su Mu figured this wasn’t going to be over anytime soon.

Out of boredom, Su Mu thought of the stock market issue Ah Fook had mentioned that morning. freēwēbηovel.c૦m

He was idle anyway.

Having never actually traded before, Su Mu was a bit curious about the effect of two consecutive limit-ups.

He googled the steps to view specific stock performance.

Su Mu opened the stock trend chart for ticker 00078.

Those two long red lines did indeed look quite festive.

"Student Su, do you also like playing the stock market?"

Subconsciously, the coach had already changed the way he addressed Su Mu.

The coach felt that calling him ’Su Mu, Su Mu’ directly seemed a bit impolite.

Seeing the coach’s head already peering over at his phone, Su Mu was taken aback.

Wasn’t the coach peeking a bit too openly?

Fortunately, I was just looking at stocks.

If I’d been looking at something not suitable for children, wouldn’t that be embarrassingly awkward?

Seemingly unaware of Su Mu’s discomfort, the coach’s enthusiasm was extremely high.

"Student Su, how long have you been studying the stock market?"

"To be honest, I also like to dabble in stocks."

"I’m a veteran investor, with more than ten years of experience."

The coach talked fluently, speaking to himself.

He didn’t care whether Su Mu was engaged in the conversation or not, the coach just kept on going.

"Student Su, I’ve been paying attention to this stock you’re looking at as well."

"Isn’t it strange? There was barely any movement, and then it suddenly hit two consecutive daily limit ups."

"It seems some sort of good news was released."

"I regret it so much, if only I had entered the market earlier."

"Just two days, I was just two days late, and now I can’t even enter if I want to."

The coach, who became extremely spirited when it came to stocks, looked frustrated.

The other students nervously shifted away, fearing they might inadvertently become collateral damage.

"Hmm, this company has successfully secured financing."

This was something Ah Fook later told Su Mu.

Su Mu had just taken advantage of the news provided by the system to get a head start.

"Secured financing? No wonder the price jumped like that."

The coach nodded thoughtfully, his question that had been troubling him for the past few days was finally answered.

One could only say that the coach was a bit naive.

As a veteran investor of over a decade, couldn’t he have looked up the news on the internet?

Not knowing such important news, it was a wonder how he managed in the stock market at all.

"Student Su, how did you find out? Are you interested in this stock too?"

The coach looked as if he had found a kindred spirit.

Given Su Mu’s background, the coach thought that he might get some inside information.

"Isn’t it on the news?"

Su Mu looked at the coach, puzzled.

Could it be that this self-proclaimed veteran investor of many years doesn’t follow the news?

Then what’s the point of trading stocks?

Isn’t that a guaranteed loss?

"I really didn’t notice that."

The coach scratched his head, embarrassed.

"Student Su, have you entered the market yet?"

"I bought some."

"How much did you buy? With such a good opportunity, and you grasped the timing well, you should have bought more."

"Not much, just a billion."

Reminded by this, Su Mu felt that he indeed seemed to have asked too little from his dad when he had only requested a billion.

"A, a billion?"

Seeing Su Mu’s calm demeanor, the coach was thoroughly disheveled.

What do you mean, not much?

A billion is not much?

How can ordinary people like myself even compete?

The coach felt that he and Su Mu no longer spoke the same language.

How could they possibly have a conversation, belonging to different worlds?

Quietly shifting to the side, the coach thought it best not to make a fool of himself.

Noticing the world quieting down, Su Mu, although curious why the coach’s personality was so strange?

All bluster and no substance, completely impulsive.

But, appreciative of the peace bestowed upon him by fate,

Su Mu no longer cared to find out what was up with the coach.

He earnestly observed the stock price chart.

Up and down, red and green.

Su Mu admitted he really couldn’t understand it!

Since he didn’t understand, Su Mu didn’t bother trying.

He would simply listen to the system; ready to sell off the stock tomorrow.