Chapter 854 - 312: Buffett Questions Life—Did He Sell Biwadi’s Shares at the Wrong Price?

Chapter 854: Chapter 312: Buffett Questions Life—Did He Sell Biwadi’s Shares at the Wrong Price?

After posting this Douyin video, Sun Xuechen even spent 100,000 yuan to buy D0U+ promotion so more netizens would see and follow him.

As dawn broke, Yang Chen was still sleeping with Fang Yingqi in his arms when Wang Nianming’s call came in again.

Yang Chen answered groggily with a "Hello."

Wang Nianming: "Brother Chen, sorry, you’re not awake yet, are you? I really couldn’t wait any longer, so I called you."

Yang Chen: "What happened this time?"

Wang Nianming: "Sun Xuechen, that guy, registered a Douyin account and is posting videos asking people to follow him. He’ll be live streaming his lunch with Buffett on Sunday. Brother Chen, can you call Douyin and have his account suspended? I can’t argue with him, and I can’t let him insult me freely."

Yang Chen: "Oh, I get it. Just suspend his account during the live stream; there’s no point doing it now."

Wang Nianming: "Haha... Brother Chen, you’re right. I’ll follow your plan and deal with him on the live streaming day. You can keep sleeping now, I can finally sleep in peace. I’ve been up all night waiting to make this call."

Yang Chen: "Damn! Why’d you wait all night for me?"

Wang Nianming: "I wanted to call you in the middle of the night but was worried I’d disturb your rest. But if I tried to sleep, I was too angry to fall asleep, and before I knew it, it was morning. I figured you’d be awake by now, so I called."

Yang Chen: "You little... Okay, I get it, I’ll make sure you don’t lose face. Bye now."

For this kid’s thoughtfulness, Yang Chen decided to help him and ensure Sun Xuechen loses face when Buffett arrives.

...

On Saturday night, Yang Chen dropped off two guests at the Bulgari Hotel.

As he was about to leave, an old foreign gentleman opened the car door and got in.

"Driver, could you just take me for a spin? Thank you," the old man said.

Did he mistake Yang Chen’s car for a taxi?

Yang Chen turned around and saw the man wearing a mask and hat to cover his face.

Yang Chen explained, "Hi there, sir, good evening. This isn’t a taxi, it’s a ride-hailing car. You know ride-hailing, right? Like Uber in your country?"

Old man: "Oh, Uber, I know. Is this a Bibi Taxi?"

Yang Chen nodded with a smile and said, "Yes, it’s Bibi Taxi. You know Bibi?"

Old man: "I know, it delisted from the stock market not long ago. Young man, it’s late and I’d have a hard time hailing a cab, could you take me around for a bit of sightseeing? I’ve come all the way to Dragon Country and I want to see how its most bustling cities have changed over these years. I’ll pay you; just charge me at the taxi rate. I can give you 200 US dollars now as a tip, and I’ll pay the fare in US dollars equivalent later."

After saying that, he actually placed 200 US dollars on the passenger seat.

In this situation, typically, whether at home or abroad, the driver would agree.

But Yang Chen still shook his head and said, "Sorry, I’m really done for the day. You’d better find another car."

Old man: "Aren’t you Dragon Country people very hospitable? Always putting foreigners’ needs first!"

Yang Chen: "Haha... That was the old days. Now it’s 2022, our Dragon Country already launched the third carrier, and you still want to act like colonial masters? I really have to head home now, please get out."

The old man’s temper flared too. He took out 1,000 US dollars and placed them on the passenger seat, saying, "Just take me wherever and let me see the city’s development level. This 1,000 US dollars is all yours, it’s 1,000 US dollars, not Dragon Country Coin, got it?"

The old man thought: "There’re still 600 million people in Dragon Country earning less than a thousand yuan a month. This 1,000 US dollars should be enough to have him take me around willingly, right? After all, in the United States, that would easily get me a beautiful companion for a whole day."

Yang Chen felt helpless, intent on keeping a low profile, but it seemed impossible.

So he took out his phone, turned up a bank message and showed it to the old man, saying: "Sir, you might have some misunderstandings about the current state of Dragon Country."

The old man stared at the string of numbers and began questioning his life.

Are ride-hailing drivers in Dragon Country so wealthy now?

How many digits was that?

billion!

Bloody hell, is that even a sum a ride-hailing driver should have?

Yang Chen put away his phone and said, "Sir, please get out, I really have to go home for dinner."

The old man chuckled awkwardly before getting out.

Yang Chen hastily took the US dollars from the passenger seat and handed them back to the old man outside.

"Apologies, I really have to go home. If you can’t find a cab, I can call one for you," Yang Chen said.

The old man cheerfully said, "What’s your name, can you leave me a contact?"

Yang Chen shook his head and said, "Just a brief encounter, let’s not exchange contacts. If fate allows, we’ll meet again and I’ll definitely add you as a friend. Need me to call a cab for you?"

The old man shook his head and said, "I don’t think I need to go sightseeing anymore, I already know the development level of Dragon Country now."

Yang Chen nodded, turned around, and drove away.

The old man watched Yang Chen’s car disappear into the distance with a complicated mixture of emotions.

He thought to himself: "A ride-hailing driver has so much in savings, has Dragon Country quietly developed so rapidly these years? Is the news all false? Could the economic reports from my team all be wrong? Did I underprice my Biwadi shares? Dragon Country’s growing so explosively, Biwadi’s stock price is just beginning; its future is limitless!"