Gold Lord is Very Busy - Chapter 3.1
Chapter-3 Brother [Part 1]
Chen Mingyi tried to recall a bit of Tan Feiyang’s memory. Ever since he first entered Tan Feiyang’s body, the body and the soul were like oil and water with no mutual ground in-between. But, as time went by, they were now getting comfortable with each other. And he could recall Feiyang’s memories as his own.
The memories that were once very difficult now rushed back, like a movie. While observing those memories Chen Mingyi was shaken to his core.
Tan Feiyang was someone who could easily be defined in two words, ‘Super Rich’!
The then poor Chen Mingyi couldn’t even imagine meeting such a person let alone living as one but for Tan Feiyang such life was nothing out of the ordinary.
But those luxurious days had nothing to do with Chen Mingyi. But now, suddenly if he had access to so much money, he wouldn’t do things like, throwing all the hard-earned money and be the reason to ruin his own self.
Gone the guy who only knew how to have fun, now the present Tan Feiyang only cared about how much money he had left on his account!
Just as he opened his account, he was left stunned.
It wouldn’t have been quite the trouble if there was quite a large sum of money, the dilemma was even he can’t comprehend how much this dude had!
His money was changing by minutes, so much that his eyes couldn’t keep up with it. The account could only roughly estimate his contracts, stocks, funds and liquidity, that alone should be the hundreds of millions of money. But in addition to all that money deposited, he also had an account that was for the “pocket money”, which itself had tens of millions, and they were all his!
As for the value of his shares in Tan Corps, which was 10% of the company, that wasn’t even calculated, Tan Corps’s market value was itself hundreds of billions of dollars. So one can already guess how much money this man alone has…
Chen Mingyi had never seen such an account where money was changing every minute, every second to be exact.
This person right here is a Gold Lord!
This sentence was like an annoying pop-up ad in front of his eyes which he couldn’t close. Suddenly from being dirt poor all his life, this man who had to rely on the demolition of his own house to get a little money, this Chen Mingyi, was overnight a rich young man!
Who knew that adding all these powerhouse resources, Mingyi would not only be able to buy an apartment on his own but also would be able to help Jian Ningzhe get into better management. Even then, his assets being boundless, he could invest in multiple domestic films.
And nowadays, domestic films hit up to 2 to 3 billion, all he needs to do is take the stake, make a few investments, let them roll and then return his brother five times of what he invested. Even in his vision, Mingyi could see Feiyu patting his back in appreciation!
Chen Mingyi excitedly squirmed and danced around rhythmically. Back then he had to worry about how to earn money constantly or how could he fill his belly. He didn’t dare to waste his time freely. But now, he understood that he had the right to stay carefree. And this seems that this body knew how to move in rhythm. Chen Mingyi enjoyed dancing for the first time without missing any beat.
“Can’t you just stay put?” A calm voice, mixed with anger, could be heard from the door.
Hearing the voice, Chen Mingyi froze mid-step, but not being able to balance himself, he fell on the floor.
“Bi-big brother!” Chen Mingyi turned around and instinctively spoke in a timid voice.
Tan Feiyang was very much afraid of Tan Feiyu, so much so, this timidness was engraved deep in his bones.
Tan Feiyu coldly swept the broken glass, grabbed the previously broken phone and handed it to Chen Mingyi.
“Why the short tantrum?” As Tan Feiyu approached him, the enormous pressure was getting stronger by each step. Chen Mingyi, couldn’t help but gulp down his saliva, just that his mouth was dry, just Adam’s apple quickly rolled.
Tan Feiyu sat down on the couch, his eyes tilted towards Chen Mingyi, and almost in command: “Come here.”
Chen Mingyi could understand why, this body was so scared of his brother. Under such intimidation, he didn’t dare to sit in a half-ass manner.
“Screaming around the house, throwing phones, it seems you are recovering pretty well.” Tan Feiyu reached out his hand to touch his brother’s head hair, and the latter could feel the brotherly love, even though the situation was stabbing cold.
“I-I think I’m still pretty weak and need more rest, wouldn’t dare to go out.” Chen Mingyi stammered.