After Rebirth, the Celebrity Daughter is the Medical Expert!-Chapter 142 - 101: God 0_3

Unexpectedly, that year, he encountered the global economic crisis and lost everything.

After all, he was born into a prominent family. Even though he lost all his money, principal and interest, it didn’t affect his lifestyle, just his mood.

In his youth and arrogance, he couldn’t handle such a big setback.

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At that time, his confidence as a minor playing in the stock market came not only from having family support but also from the knowledge he had learned from following his family elders since childhood.

After all, he was just in high school and not a professional in finance; this knowledge was far from enough for him.

So he taught himself online and blended into a financial forum.

This financial forum was a mix of all kinds of characters, anyway, all using pseudonyms, saying whatever they wanted, and occasionally you could find some genuinely knowledgeable ones.

After all, it was a financial forum, and the most talked-about topic in the chat group was related to financial products.

In this context, he met a guru known by the alias "0".

Why call this person a guru?

Because he rarely spoke in the forum, but every time he did, it was pearls of wisdom, and his predictions about the profitability of financial products were remarkably accurate.

Over time, many noticed him.

It was under such circumstances that he also paid attention to him.

Of course, just this was not enough to make him treat him with such respect.

What particularly caught his attention was that during the massive loss he suffered, he had specifically thrown a few products he wanted to invest in into the group, asking for everyone’s opinions.

Perhaps because of his previous precise investments and substantial profits.

Many people in the group trusted him a lot, so the products he chose this time received countless praises as usual.

Only "0" pointedly commented, "You’ll lose."

Back then, he was proud and self-assured, thinking highly of himself, and how could he listen to a cold dissent in the midst of numerous praises?

People who like to play with investments usually have a bit of a gambling spirit.

Unexpectedly, 0’s words hit the mark.

The slap in the face came so fast.

He really lost terribly.

So badly that he didn’t even have money left for a bottle of regret.

Thus, he noticed "0" and added him as a friend despite the embarrassment.

Knowing he was a big shot, he considered himself a junior and didn’t fear losing face, so he often took the initiative to seek his guidance and chat with him.

After going abroad, with a narrowing social circle, he contacted 0 even more frequently.

Last year, upon learning that he had come to the United States, he eagerly drove over to pay his respects to the guru.

At first, he thought he would meet a middle-aged successful man with extensive investment experience and a calm, dignified demeanor.

Unexpectedly, he saw a very handsome, yet youthful-looking boy.

His jaw practically dropped to the ground.

Damn, the little beauty who dominated the financial world always proudly thought of himself as a low-key investment genius.

The kind of youngster prodigy!

But who would have thought, there’s always someone better, the sky is infinitely high.

Each mountain is taller than the last.

He thought he was impressive, but there’s always someone more impressive.

The moment he saw 0, he almost felt like kneeling before this guru.

When he entered the financial world, though he was a minor, he was in high school, sixteen or seventeen years old.

This 0 entered the financial world around the same age.

Back then, how old was he?

years old? 9 years old?

The kid was a goddamn elementary school student!

He instantly felt a sense of desolation in the autumn wind of Boston, as if asking,"Why was I born if Zhuge Liang was already here?"

must be born to counter him?!

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"What is fear and courage, what is constantly facing death, what is a struggle?"

A liquid with a pale golden color like chrysanthemum slid down the throat, and Shi Wangyue pressed his lips together heavily.

He looked at the bustling crowd outside the Chinatown window, his deep eyes slightly narrowing.

At the age of seven.

At the cost of his legs, he obtained his first pot of gold in life, a 5% stake in the most profitable company of the Shi Family Group at the time.

Over the years, although this company’s profits declined year after year.

But with annual dividends added up, over seven or eight years, it was still a considerable amount.

After he generously expressed that his unfaithful mother should be kicked out.

His grandfather, Shi Manchuan, the chairman of the Shi Group, transferred all the money to his name, allowing him to access it freely abroad.

His sister was right; the country and Jincheng were constraints for him.

Once abroad, he would have a vast world to freely gallop in.

He would never fail her expectations. 1314