Five Million as a Sign of Respect

"What?"

When Yan Qingwen heard Liu Di's words, her heart suddenly skipped a beat!

Frivolous!

Lewd!

"Liu Di, what nonsense are you talking about?!"

Yan Qingwen shot to her feet, her pretty face flushing all the way to the roots of her neck.

"Ha ha!"

Old Master Yan's eyes lit up as though he had found hope. He laughed heartily. "You're both young. Romance is perfectly normal, perfectly normal!"

Liu Di scratched his head. "I'm not in a hurry, but Wenwen needs to agree to it, right?"

"I don't agree!"

"Don't call me Wenwen!"

"I don't expect to join your Yan Clan, but Wenwen needs assistants around her, doesn't she? I can start by working for her!" Liu Di continued with a smile.

"I don't need anyone around me!"

Yan Qingwen stamped her foot in fury.

"Wenwen, don't be rude!"

Old Master Yan glared at Yan Qingwen before turning to Liu Di. "Liu Di, pick whatever position you want. I'll make the decision, and no one can interfere!"

As he spoke, Old Master Yan gave Ouyang Fengyu, standing nearby, a meaningful glance.

"Hmm, let me think."

Liu Di suddenly clapped his hands. "Then give me a position closer to Wenwen. I'll be her driver!"

"What? A driver?"

Everyone else was stunned as well.

Old Master Yan shook his head slightly, as though he had seen through everything. Smiling, he said, "A driver it is. But Liu Di, our company has a rule: once you become Wenwen's driver, you must be on call twenty-four hours a day."

"So from now on, you must live at Yan Family Manor. Even if this old man wants someone to play chess with, you must come whenever called. Don't make me lose face."

Liu Di let out a soft sigh. Old Master Yan's meaning could not have been clearer.

He had never given up on taking Liu Di in as his godson.

On the contrary, he had become even more determined!

No matter who Liu Di was, he had long been used to living freely and without restraint. Once he dealt with Ouyang Fengyu, if he wanted to leave, no one could stop him!

His supposed interest in Yan Qingwen was nothing more than an excuse!

As for becoming the Yan Family's driver?

That was even more of a joke.

Liu Di simply did not want the person he had sacrificed an eye to save to be killed by Mad Dog again!

"All right, I accept." Liu Di nodded slightly.

"Liu Di, how can you say something like that?!"

Yan Qingwen was humiliated and enraged.

Her father was actually taking an outsider's side, favoring this newcomer and inexplicably trying to give her away?!

"He really managed to cling to our Yan Family..."

Yan Kaikai secretly clenched her fists and whispered to Yan Xinxin, "Look how angry he's made Third Sister. We absolutely can't accept him! We'll find a way to drive him out later!"

Old Master Yan was finally completely satisfied. He smiled again. "Let's put the driver matter aside for now. No matter what, Liu Di is a benefactor of my Yan Family. I have prepared a small token of thanks, and I hope you'll accept it."

As he spoke, Old Master Yan gestured to the butler behind him.

The old butler took a bank card from his pocket and respectfully placed it before Liu Di.

Money?

Liu Di froze slightly. Money really was a good thing.

And he truly was poor. He desperately needed money—no house, no car, no job.

But in the Yan Family's environment, this money probably would not be easy to take.

Ouyang Fengyu was watching him like a tiger from the front.

Yan Qingwen and her sisters were belittling and despising him from behind.

Once he accepted it, how could he ever hold his head high in the Yan Family again?

What about his dignity?

Taking someone else's money would leave him at their mercy. They would trample all over him!

"I can't take this money. I didn't save anyone for a reward, but so I could have a clear conscience!"

Liu Di spoke calmly and pushed the card back.

What did he mean, he did not want it? He just wanted more!

His goal was to marry Yan Qingwen and directly take control of all the Yan Family's assets! He wanted both money and beautiful women!

Ouyang Fengyu was gritting his teeth in fury, wishing he could expose Liu Di's scheme on the spot!

"Oh, is that so?"

Old Master Yan looked somewhat disappointed. He sighed. "Liu Di, the five million in this card truly isn't much. And with your talent, earning this amount wouldn't be difficult. But if you refuse it, this old man will feel guilty!"

What?

Five million?

There were five million in this card?

Liu Di instantly regretted it!

Dignity? What was the use of that?

How could it compare to five million in cash?

Magic Child: "Liu Di, if you wanted money, why didn't you say so earlier?"

Ding.

You have successfully registered a coal futures trading account.

Ding.

Cash expenditure from your account: 16,000 yuan.

"Magic Child, what are you doing?"

Liu Di cried out in his mind. There were only fifty thousand yuan in his own card!

"I know you need money."

"Stay calm. Let the data fly for a while."

"Magic Child, you're still in the mood to quote movie lines?"

Ding.

Cash expenditure from your account: 6,000 yuan.

Ding.

Cash expenditure from your account: 4,000 yuan.

As his balance continued to decrease, Liu Di's heart pounded in alarm.

Ding.

Amount credited to your account: 16,240 yuan.

Amount credited to your account: 5,120 yuan.

Amount credited to your account...

"Money's coming back?"

Liu Di's eyes widened abruptly. The credit notifications on his phone kept increasing.

Every amount was one he had previously transferred out, plus several dozen or several hundred yuan more.

Amount credited to your account: 6,235 yuan.

Amount credited to your account: 15,386 yuan.

Amount credited to your account...

What was going on?

My savings are increasing!

And every time, just a little bit.

Magic Child's amused voice sounded in his mind. "I just used your identity to register a coal futures trading account. In this kind of trading, speed is everything. Every millisecond is money."

"When the market opens, all futures experience slight fluctuations."

"I used your account to buy at low prices at extreme speed the instant coal futures opened, then quickly sold at a tiny profit."

"That way, I can use a difference of mere milliseconds to make money for you!"

"Only my ten-million-level floating-point processing speed can accomplish this!"

Ding.

Amount transferred out of your account...

Amount credited to your account...

The text notification sounds came in an unbroken, dense stream.

Liu Di stood frozen on the spot.

What Liu Di found most impossible to accept was that in just a minute or two, his account balance had gone from fifty thousand to 1.25 million!

Though each profit was only one to five hundred yuan, the transaction speed was simply too fast!

Ding ding ding ding ding ding.

Liu Di's phone was practically about to freeze.

"Mr. Liu Di, are you all right?"

It was the butler beside Old Master Yan who spoke. Earnestly, he said, "Mr. Liu, as soon as Master received news of you, he instructed me to investigate your background."

"After learning of your eye injury, Master became even more restless. Master is a kind man. If you refuse this money, I'm afraid he will blame himself for the rest of his life. Please, you must accept these five million!"

Liu Di gave a bitter smile.

In just a few minutes—

he really did not need those five million that badly anymore!

By now, his account had made at least tens of thousands of trades, and the balance had already reached an astonishing 7.5 million!

And it was still rising!

It was hard to imagine that ordinary people might not earn this much money in their entire lives.

Yet he had done it in only five minutes!

"All right, then I'll accept it for now. Please put Old Master Yan's mind at ease as well!"

Liu Di's smile was bitter, and the emotions in his heart were impossible to describe.

"Tch, this Liu Di wanted the money all along, yet he still played hard to get! Shameless!"

The beautiful twins muttered quietly.

"Ha ha, then I can finally rest easy!"

Old Master Yan finally relaxed. Cheerfully, he said, "Wenwen, take Liu Di to the mall this afternoon and buy him some clothes. Since Liu Di is becoming the Yan Family's driver, his clothes absolutely cannot be shabby!"

This luncheon ended in a fairly harmonious atmosphere.

But while no one in the Yan Family was paying attention, Liu Di secretly tucked the bank card containing five million beneath the tea set in the second-floor sunroom.

This way, he neither embarrassed Old Master Yan

nor took advantage of the Yan Family.

As for that card, someone from the Yan Family would find it sooner or later!