"Oh, Dad, that's really unfortunate. I just took on a big project, and all the funds are tied up. How about this, I'll try to borrow from friends first. If I succeed, I'll transfer the money to you immediately, okay?"
Lin Jinsheng sighed inwardly. He knew this son-in-law was slippery, and his offer to help borrow money was just an excuse.
"Alright, I'll trouble you then, Weiguang."
After hanging up the phone, Lin Jinsheng's face turned grim. He suddenly picked up a Zisha teapot and smashed it to pieces with a "bang."
Zhu Yuting, standing nearby, was startled and quickly asked, "Jinsheng, what are you doing?"
Lin Jinsheng angrily retorted, "Raising two daughters, and neither of them is any use! They're all ungrateful wretches! That Zhang Weiguang just settled a project payment of four million. What's wrong with him lending me some money for a few days? I'm not going to charge him interest!"
Zhu Yuting sighed softly, "Lending is a favor, not lending is a duty. Don't be angry."
Just then, the doorbell rang. Zhu Yuting hurried to open the door.
As the door opened, Ye Tian and Lin Ziyi walked in. Ye Tian was carrying gifts, two bottles of Maotai with metal caps.
Lin Ziyi, on the other hand, smiled and sat beside Lin Jinsheng. Lin Jinsheng snorted and asked, "What are you two here for?"
Lin Ziyi placed a bank card in front of Lin Jinsheng and said, "Dad. Ye Tian knows you're short on cash, so he prepared ten million for you."
Lin Jinsheng was taken aback. "Ten million?"
He then remembered what he had said to Ye Tian last time.
However, he soon narrowed his eyes and asked in a deep voice, "Ye Tian, where did this money come from?"
Ye Tian understood his concern about the origin of the money and said, "Please don't worry, Uncle. I made some money investing in stocks during my years in prison, about tens of millions."
Lin Jinsheng was stunned. Made tens of millions from stocks? He quickly asked, "Which stocks did you buy?"
Before Ye Tian was released from prison, he had cured a big shot in the stock and futures markets. This person was a legendary figure, revered as the Hand of God by global investment giants. Because the treatment took a long time, they discussed stock market topics, and he remembered a few stocks.
He then said, "Mainly Changqing Medical, Weida Battery, and Baolong Automobile."
Lin Jinsheng also traded stocks. He nodded repeatedly, "I also think these stocks are good. Little Ye, do you think it's too late for me to get in now?"
Ye Tian had heard from that Hand of God that this month was a good time to buy. He said, "It's not too late. If you buy this month and hold for more than a year, the returns are highly likely to increase."
Lin Jinsheng smiled, "Great! I'll buy five million worth first!"
Lin Jinsheng's words reminded Ye Tian of something. Why not entrust his spare cash to the Hand of God for management? With his skills, an annual return of twenty to thirty percent would be child's play!
Lin Jinsheng was in dire need of money, and Ye Tian had sent ten million. Compared to Zhang Weiguang's performance, he couldn't help but feel a sense of emotion. This son-in-law, whom he had the least regard for, turned out to be the most reliable, with far better character than Zhang Weiguang!
His mood improved, and he asked Zhu Yuting to cook, wanting to have a few drinks with Ye Tian.
As the dishes were served and after a glass of wine, Lin Jinsheng became more talkative. He said, "Ye Tian. I'll call my friends at the hospital tomorrow, and you can report for duty the day after."
Ye Tian replied, "Uncle, there's no rush for this. I'll get my medical license as soon as possible, and then it won't be too late to go to the hospital."
Lin Jinsheng nodded, "That's fine too."
Just then, the doorbell rang again. It was their neighbor, Old Zhou, paying a visit.
Old Zhou, whose name was Zhou Jianguo, was in his fifties and worth over a hundred million. He smiled and said, "Brother Lin, I smell your Maotai. Aren't you going to invite me for a taste?"
Lin Jinsheng was in a good mood and chuckled, "Director Zhou, please come in and have a seat."
Zhou Jianguo was not polite and sat down beside them.
He glanced around and pointed at Ye Tian, smiling, "Your son-in-law is truly outstanding. He looks like a dragon among men at first glance."
Lin Jinsheng smiled, "Indeed. My son-in-law made tens of millions from stocks. Do you think that's impressive?"
Old Zhou was surprised. "Made tens of millions from stocks? Amazing!" He gave a thumbs-up and praised him repeatedly. This was not flattery, but genuine admiration, as his own fortune was only a little over a hundred million.
Lin Jinsheng began to boast about his future son-in-law, and soon mentioned that Ye Tian was skilled in medicine and had cured many people.
Old Zhou smiled and said, "That's great. Little Ye, could you examine me? I've been feeling weak lately. Am I sick?" He then took Ye Tian's pulse. After about a minute, he frowned slightly and said, "Uncle Zhou, you are dying."