After buying the groceries, Su Chen went home and began preparing for the seafood feast that evening.
That meant cleaning the lobsters, hairy crabs, and clams, and removing the veins from the lobsters.
It all took a lot of time.
A beginner would get their fingers painfully pinched by the lobsters' claws and the hairy crabs' pincers.
But for Su Chen, who had already mastered the God-tier Chef Skill, it was no problem at all.
The lobsters and hairy crabs could only meekly let him handle them.
"Ding ding ding..." His phone rang. It was a video call from his friend, Chen Peng.
Su Chen freed one hand and tapped the answer button.
Chen Peng's excited voice came through at once. "Old Su, you're incredible! First thing this morning, I sold off all my shares in that stock and bought the one you recommended."
"And it went up three percent today!"
"I've made back three percent already!"
"Dinner's on me tonight. You pick the place!"
"Hey, what are you washing there? Holy crap! That lobster is huge! It must be an Australian rock lobster! One of those has to cost at least five thousand yuan! What a rich guy!"
He'd never eaten a lobster that expensive!
He'd only ever seen them on TV!
He couldn't believe Su Chen had bought so many. There were three in the sink alone, and he was washing another one by hand!
Su Chen smiled. "Yeah, it's an Australian rock lobster. Congrats on making money. Just hold on to your shares, and don't do anything until I tell you to sell. You'll keep making money."
"Besides, you can see I'm washing lobsters, so I can't come out for dinner tonight. I have to make a seafood feast at home for my precious daughters."
Chen Peng stared at him in shock—not because following Su Chen's advice could make him a lot of money.
It was because, "Old Su, we've been brothers for over ten years, and you've never cooked a single meal for me. I always thought you could do nothing but make instant noodles and maybe cook rice."
"I never knew you could make a seafood feast!"
"And you're brave enough to wash lobsters! God, last time my mom bought a bunch of crawfish and told me to help clean them, one pinched my thumb so badly it bruised. It still hasn't healed, and it hurt like hell!"
"How come that lobster doesn't pinch you?" Chen Peng could see on the video that the huge lobster was as docile as a little pet. It only wriggled its tiny legs and waved its claws in the air, never once pinching Su Chen's hand.
Su Chen smiled. "Why would I cook for a grown man like you?"
"I'm not bragging, but my cooking really is pretty good. Haha."
"As for the lobster, there's a trick to it. Look, you press down here with your hand, then hold it like this from the front. Even if it wants to pinch you, it can't!"
"You're right! Holy crap, Old Su, you've been hiding so many talents! Not only can you pick stocks, you're a chef too!" Chen Peng exclaimed in amazement.
"Oh, right. Old Luo told me today that you bought a seven-seat Alphard Nanny Van for 1.5 million yuan! You're living large!"
"I have five daughters now, and my Volkswagen isn't big enough for them all, so I specially went out and bought a seven-seat van," Su Chen said with a smile.
Chen Peng said, "Now that you mention it, with your five daughters and their mom, there are seven people in your family. You really do need a seven-seater to go anywhere."
"Me, I'm all alone. I don't have to worry about that at all. I really envy you!"
"By the way, how come you didn't tell your brother before buying a 1.5-million-yuan car? Did you take out a bank loan? The interest is really high!"
"How much did you borrow?"
"I've got some savings. I can lend you some. Pay it off first."
Faced with such a loyal friend, Su Chen smiled. "I paid for it in full. I don't owe anyone anything."
"What? You paid in full? The whole 1.5 million?!" Chen Peng stared at him in shock. "Where did you get that kind of money? You're not pulling my leg, are you? I really don't need the money right now. I only need enough for living expenses and my mortgage payments. You can borrow the rest."
"You have five grown daughters to support now, and there are plenty of places to spend money. If you also took out a loan for a car, the pressure would be enormous."
"You can pay me back in ten or twenty years. That's fine by me."
Su Chen rinsed his hands helplessly, picked up his phone, took a screenshot of his stock account, and sent it to Chen Peng.
After setting the phone down, he went back to washing the lobster. "I figured you wouldn't believe me, so I sent you a screenshot of my stock account. Take a look. I really am making good money now."
"I really bought the car with money I made from stocks."
"I've still got over a million yuan in the bank, too. I haven't put it into my stock account."
Chen Peng sucked in a sharp breath. "Holy crap!!! Incredible!! Old Su, you're seriously amazing!"
"You've already made thirteen percent on that stock you bought!"
"In just one day, you made more than 160,000 yuan!"
"Holy crap!!! That's insane. You made more in one day than the entire amount in my stock account!"
"Can I buy that stock?"
He was convinced now that Su Chen had really paid for the 1.5-million-yuan car in full.
There was nearly 1.7 million yuan in his stock account!
And over a million in savings!
There was no need for him to borrow money to buy a car.
Su Chen cautioned him, "Don't buy it. This stock is really risky, and I don't hold it all the time either. Look at its old candlestick charts—it's fallen hard before."
"You write novels, and you don't study stocks for a living. You're better off with the one I recommended. It's more stable."
"Okay, Old Su. I'll listen to you!" Chen Peng was tempted by the stock Su Chen had bought, but its old candlestick charts really did show wild swings.
It was an extremely high-risk stock.
If he bought it, he'd probably spend all day staring at the stock market and wouldn't be able to focus on writing his novel.
Writing novels was still his main job. Playing the stock market was just something he did for fun to relax when he got tired of writing.
"Old Su, about that bookstore idea I suggested yesterday—when are you planning to get it going? You should hurry, or one of your competitors might beat you to it," Chen Peng reminded him.
Su Chen smiled. "Yeah, I've got it in mind. I've already written up a plan. I'll hold a meeting at the bookstore tomorrow and tell the employees about it. Then we can get started."
"Mm-hmm, good~~"
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Over on Su Yinuo's side.
Every so often, she glanced at the time on her phone.
Three minutes until class was over!
As soon as it ended, she would go straight to her dad.
She would explain everything that had happened before.
After figuring things out at noon, she'd gone back to her dorm and changed her clothes.
She'd changed back into the clothes she usually wore.
She wanted to be her truest self in front of her dad.
And she believed that whether she dressed punk or girly, her dad would love her all the same~
One minute left.
Great.
The end-of-class music rang out!
From outside came the clamor of students in other classes, along with cries of, "Time to eat! Let's go!"
Excitement, anticipation, eagerness~
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