Getting Feng Yuan's two million was even easier than expected.
At the dinner table, Li Xiude held his glass and even made a point of cautioning him. "Teacher Feng, private funds carry risks. Think this through."
Feng Yuan hastened to make his position clear. "President Li, you have to let bygones be bygones. I have to invest this money!"
"I'm not joking. What if you really lose money?"
"That won't happen!" Feng Yuan's eyes had gone red. "Look at how much Sanmu has risen these past two days! We're all fellow university alumni. You can't favor one over another."
Li Xiude still shook his head.
"President Li, as long as the paperwork is all in order, I trust you."
The next day, the two million arrived.
It wasn't fair to call Feng Yuan stupid. Everyone who had invested before him had received extremely high returns, real money deposited straight into their accounts.
Watching the numbers change on his phone screen, Li Xiude suddenly remembered those words in the Book of Fate-ease and contentment.
Could those words have referred to this ability of his? He knew how to tell everyone exactly what they wanted to hear. With different people, he could quickly find different approaches, and they worked every time. Everything went smoothly every time. No, that kid Wang Xiaoliang was an exception.
There was another exception.
Li Lanxiang.
Li Xiude had slept with plenty of women. In his early years, he had paid for it. Later, he had gotten together with Situ Hui and had someone steady. After that, he had reinvented himself and started lecturing, and more women had thrown themselves at him. Especially after Sanmu went public, they had practically come in one wave after another.
But the only one who truly had feelings for him was Situ