My autobiography is definitely not a tragedy!-Chapter 46 - 45: The Wealth Code

The bald manager listened and remained calm, though his blood pressure seemed to be rising a tad too much...

"Mr. Meng, 14 million is really too high. How about we meet halfway, 13 million! An overbid of 2 million is already quite high, and that’s the highest authority granted to me by the headquarters."

"Oh..." Meng Lang nodded in understanding and then stood up.

"Then I’ll come back in a couple of days."

Joking aside, knowing I could earn 14 million but settling for 13 million, isn’t that just being at odds with money?

Money is a bastard, yet in this world, both men and women, most seem to adore bastards.

"Uh... Mr. Meng, please wait a moment!" The bald manager’s forehead began to sweat.

Come back in a couple of days?

Who knows if your expectations will continue to soar by then?

By that time, I’m afraid my blood pressure won’t be able to handle it!

"14 million really is beyond the scope of my authority. How about this, Mr. Meng, please have a seat for a moment while I phone the headquarters for instructions."

Meng Lang nodded noncommittally and sat back down to calmly drink his tea.

After all, the profit was already locked in. It was just a matter of sooner or later, and soulless investing is just that uneventful...

A full ten minutes passed before the bald manager came back into the reception room, wiping cold sweat from his brow.

He looked at Meng Lang and extended his hand with a helpless, wry smile.

"Mr. Meng, congratulations! The headquarters has agreed, 14 million it is!"

Niu Ben’s eyelid twitched.

What the heck! They actually agreed?

Another million earned in the blink of an eye, the efficiency of young people making money these days is terrifying.

When Meng Lang heard they actually agreed, he managed to look calm on the surface, but inside he almost couldn’t resist dancing the Jiangnan style.

million, we’re talking about 14 million here!

I knew I could earn it, and having actually earned it, the difference is like being engaged and being married.

The former is just daydreaming, but the latter means you can actually consummate the marriage!

"Mr. Meng, you truly have a way with investments. In just a few days, your principal has soared dozens of times. I’ve never seen such an exaggerated rate of return in my life," the bald manager couldn’t help but remark.

"It’s just luck, pure luck," Meng Lang said with a modest smile.

"Mr. Meng, do you have time for lunch? I would like to invite you for a meal. I’m very curious about your foresight with this investment and I hope you wouldn’t mind sharing some of your investing experience with us."

"That’s..."

Investing experience?

I don’t mind sharing, but my so-called investing experience was learned from the pitiful stuff taught by Tony here next to me.

Do unto others as they have done unto you?

When will this endless cycle of vengeance ever stop...

"Ahem! No need for lunch, actually, my investing experience is quite simple when it comes down to it.

When you’ve fallen into many pits, have learned painful lessons, and endured deeply heart-wrenching setbacks in life, by the time you look back,

you’ll find that the secret to wealth in life is just adding a bit of contrarian thinking..."

Upon hearing Meng Lang’s words, both the bald manager and Niu Ben appeared deep in thought.

Fallen into many pits? Learned painful lessons? Endured deeply heart-wrenching setbacks?

Indeed! Every investment guru, haven’t they all struggled, been tossed by the stock market for years, faced numerous failures, before finally achieving success?

Without enduring hardship, how can one see a rainbow? No one succeeds easily!

Be greedy when others are fearful, and be fearful when others are greedy! This contrarian thinking is indeed a magic weapon for the investment gurus.

In their minds emerged the image of Meng Lang, alone in a small dark room, researching K-lines until late into the night.

The light was dim, with only the computer screen’s complicated bar charts, like teaching some profound technique, blooming, decomposing, and spinning in his eyes...

One loss after another, one investment failure after another, yet he was unyielding, repeatedly reviewing and researching every investment...

In the end, he emerged pure and clear, with a sudden realization, developing a unique investing philosophy, shocking everyone!

Inspirational! Damn inspirational!

"Listening to you is better than reading ten years’ worth of books! Mr. Meng, we must seek your advice whenever there is a chance in the future."

"Mr. Meng’s investing experience is full of life’s philosophies. It’s laughable that I previously wanted to share my experience with you—a true case of the student trying to teach the master."

"Uh... sure, sure."

Meng Lang was somewhat bewildered.

He looked at the two of them, faces full of admiration, while a few question marks appeared on his own forehead. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel-com

My "unique" investing experience, it’s really that useful to you?

The key to the wealth of life is in the phrase "looking back."

If you can’t look back, everything else is nonsense.

Are you sure you’ve fully grasped the concept?

...

Throughout history, it seems that all those who have achieved great things possessed the perfect qualities of diligence, hardiness, confidence, perseverance, and resilience.

Setting aside metaphysical explanations about fate and timing, these great figures likely knew whether it was their success that garnered praise or their commendable qualities that led to their success.

Only they themselves would truly understand...

Niu Ben had gone out to handle the procedures to prepare for the acquisition contract, while the bald manager in the reception room forced a smile and brewed tea for Meng Lang.

"May I ask where Mr. Meng has taken up his lofty position?"

Meng Lang sipped his tea. "Huaxia Life."

The bald manager was stunned for a moment, an insurance company?

"Just like this." Meng Lang pointed at the bald manager’s phone.

"Your family has kids, right? Don’t you often shatter the screen? I suggest you buy a screen insurance for your phone. With a small investment of ten-plus yuan, you can avoid a loss of several thousand. That’s also a form of investment, right?"

How did this screen break... if not thanks to your doing...

The bald manager couldn’t help muttering to himself, but his lips were flattering.

"I see, to understand one is to understand all, no wonder Mr. Meng’s investment philosophy is so outstanding."

Meng Lang looked at the bald manager, who seemed to agree with everything, and gained some insight.

Isn’t this what Uncle Zhang always said, "Rather than convincing the customer yourself, let the customer convince himself"?

He looked at the manager’s sparse "hair" and glanced at his watch, then asked straightaway.

"Manager Liu, you must be under a lot of stress at work, right?"

Stress? Most of my recent stress comes from where, don’t you have any clue?

"Ahem! Yes, our line of work might seem glamorous, but it’s incredibly competitive internally. Working 996 has become the norm."

"Mhm! You must be feeling it physically, right? Do you feel like you’re getting worse as you get older?"

"Yes, that’s right, my blood pressure has been a bit high lately..."

"Really? Then that’s perfect! I would recommend that Manager Liu consider our company’s ’Million Medical Insurance.’ This insurance is not costly to purchase, but the coverage is quite comprehensive..."

...

"Manager, the materials are ready... uh..."

"Right! Manager Liu, please face the camera, turn left, turn right, now blink... there we go! Next, just wait for a call back for verification.

See, insurance is so easy to handle now, the whole process doesn’t even take ten minutes with a smartphone. How else could we say technology changes lives..."

When Niu Ben entered the door, this was exactly the sight he was greeted with.

"Manager, what’s going on here?"

"Nothing much, I asked Mr. Meng for a favor and purchased some insurance."

The bald manager’s face looked as if he was constipated, but he squeezed out a slight smile.

"In... insurance?" Niu Ben was completely baffled.

How did one thing lead to another?

"Are the materials ready? Bring them over for Mr. Meng to sign."

"Oh, okay!"

Galaxy Securities truly deserved its reputation as a top company in the industry—enthusiastic managers and first-rate efficiency.

[Ding Dong! Your account ending in 6626 received RMB 14000000.00 on March 29...]

Despite his best efforts to appear calm, Meng Lang’s eyelids still twitched as he looked at the text message on his phone.

So many zeros, a bit hard to count, it’s making my head spin.

So... this is the trouble of being rich...

"Mr. Meng, did you receive the money?"

"Oh? Ah, yes! Received it! Indeed, the efficiency of a top domestic securities firm is admirable; I give it five stars!"

The corner of the bald manager’s mouth twitched.

This isn’t a bank teller’s window that requires customer service ratings...

"It’s good that Mr. Meng is satisfied. I wonder if you have any investment plans moving forward? Would you consider further investing with us?

For a high-quality client like Mr. Meng, our company is willing to offer the most favorable investment terms."

Niu Ben glanced at the manager, an understanding look in his eyes.

I thought so, one moment they were gnashing their teeth in hatred, the next they welcomed him with open arms, even buying insurance!

This is the cost of high emotional intelligence in public relations!

When the agreement took effect, they were adversaries at the gambling table, playing a zero-sum game, naturally wishing each other dead.

Now that they’ve accepted their gamble and stepped away from the table, in the eyes of the securities company, Meng Lang is a high-quality client indeed.

After all, it’s more than ten million...

How can you catch a wolf if you don’t want to lose the sheep?

No wonder some people make it to management, while I’m still stuck selling.

The bald manager’s switch from adversary to ally was as smooth as silk...

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