Looking back on 2009

Chapter 54 The Powerful Old Li (please bookmark and recommend)

Sunday.

Chen Zhihe stayed in the teacher's house as usual.

After working all morning, he finally got out the final draft of the thesis.

The title is "The Birth and Prospects of a New Currency".

In the article, Chen Zhihe introduced the principle of blockchain in detail, the background of BTC and its current development, and boldly predicted that it will become an irresistible trend.

At noon, Chen Zhihe went to the canteen of the Normal University to have a look. Originally, he wanted to find someone to borrow a meal card or something, but he didn't expect to be able to use cash, so he dealt with it directly in the canteen.

When he came back at the gate of the community, he met an old man pushing a box, trying to lift the box up the side steps.

He is said to be an old man, but in fact he is not considered old. He looks very well dressed and wears glasses. He has a sense of elegance, but his hair is already grey.

The suitcase was about the size of a boarding suitcase, but judging from the way the old man lifted it up the steps, it shouldn't be light.

Seeing that the old man tried several times but couldn't lift it up and was still panting, Chen Zhihe walked over to help him lift it up.

When Chen Zhihe mentioned it, hey, it's really serious.

After struggling to lift the box up, Chen Zhihe helped push the box to the elevator entrance, and the old man thanked him for a while.

While waiting for the elevator, Chen Zhihe casually asked why the box was so heavy and what was it in.

The old man replied, books borrowed from the library.

Chen Zhihe nodded, no wonder it was so heavy, but ordinary people rarely borrow books like this, and the authority is not enough to borrow so many books at once.

Chen Zhihe guessed that he was probably a teacher at the Normal University, so he asked.

"Are you always a teacher at the Normal University?"

The old man smiled, nodded and said yes.

The elevator door opened, and Chen Zhihe helped push the box into the elevator, and pressed the 4th floor casually.

"Which floor do you usually go to?"

The old man glanced at Chen Zhihe curiously, and said, "I'll go to the fourth floor too, did you buy Xiao Xu's house?"

Nodding his head, Chen Zhihe finally came to his senses. There are two households per elevator in this community. It seems that the old man is the resident opposite.

"Do you know Professor Xu?"

"Haha, I lived here ten years ago. Xiao Xu just graduated at that time, and we have been neighbors for ten years. He went to a school in the coastal area last year, and at the end of the year he still came to visit me, saying He sold this house to a student of Jiang University, so it was you."

Chen Zhihe nodded and said with a smile: "Then we are neighbors, blame me, I seldom come here, and I have never had time to visit."

The old man waved his hand and said with emotion: "It's not like before, even if you don't know each other, it's normal."

The elevator door opened, and the old man went to open the door. Chen Zhihe helped the old man push the box into his house.

Originally, Chen Zhihe wanted to go back, but he couldn't stand the old man's enthusiastic persuasion, so he insisted on sitting down and drinking some water.

Sitting down in the living room, Chen Zhihe was chatting with the old man while looking at the furnishings in the house. They were antique. There was a small bookshelf next to the sofa in the living room, full of books.

After chatting, Chen Zhihe learned that the old man's surname is Ruan, he is 56, and he is a professor of the Chinese Department of Normal University, who studies ancient Chinese literature.

Listening to Professor Ruan's accent, which was very similar to the tone of a female lawyer in a law firm, Chen Zhihe curiously asked if the other party was from Suzhou and Hangzhou.

Professor Ruan nodded in surprise. He thought it was difficult for ordinary people to recognize that he had an accent.

Chen Zhihe said, there is a student in the class who is from Suzhou and Hangzhou, and his accent is similar to yours.

After chatting for a while, Chen Zhihe said goodbye and left.

……

After taking a nap, Chen Zhihe woke up at three o'clock in the afternoon.

After getting up and sitting in front of the computer, Chen Zhihe saw that there was a new email.

Li Baozhi sent an email.

In the email, Li Baozhi told Chen Zhihe that there are a lot of BTCs on the market, but they are all dug by enthusiasts themselves. He asked his friends in the United States to collect them for several days, and got nearly 10 BTCs, which have been transferred to Chen Zhihe’s address.

In fact, there is a reason why Li Baozhi dared to transfer the 10 BTC directly to Chen Zhihe.

First, it is worthless in itself, less than 1 yuan when converted into RMB.

Secondly, as an executive of a multinational company, he is not short of money, and 1 yuan is a trivial matter to him.

The most important thing is that through this period of communication, he found that Chen Zhihe was particularly fond of him. Although he was not much better than him technically, his thinking was very advanced and insightful, so he would not be able to deceive him so much. money.

Although he is also optimistic about BTC, after all he is not a cheater like Chen Zhihe. When he saw that Chen Zhihe wanted him to help collect BTC, he just felt that Chen Zhihe had a collection habit and didn't think much about it.

Chen Zhihe read the email, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't hide the smile on his face.

I quickly logged into my e-wallet to check it out.

Sure enough, the other party did not lie.

Chen Zhihe couldn't help sighing, this old Li is capable, and this is 10 pieces?
So Chen Zhihe immediately sent an email to Li Baozhi, thanked him very much, then told him how much he wanted, and asked him to provide a bank account, saying that he would send the money to him immediately, and the extra money Let him continue to help him buy.

After waiting for less than 5 minutes, Li Baozhi replied to the email.

He was a little surprised. In the email, he also persuaded Chen Zhihe that there is no need to spend so much money to buy a bunch of virtual products. 10 pieces are enough for collection, but he attached his bank account.

Chen Zhihe didn't pay attention to Li Baozhi's persuasion, thinking to himself, you will know later.

So I cleaned it up, and immediately went out to the bank to withdraw 3 yuan.

On the side of the road, he found a little huangmao squatting on the curb and smoking a cigarette. Chen Zhihe asked the little huangmao to transfer 500 yuan to Li Baozhi in the bank for 3 yuan as a favor fee.

At first, Xiao Huangmao was still very vigilant, thinking that Chen Zhihe was lying or doing some illegal activities, but when Chen Zhihe put out 500 yuan in front of him, he couldn't resist the temptation after all.

Under Chen Zhihe's supervision, Xiao Huangmao went to the bank to transfer the money to Li Baozhi, took the 500 yuan from Chen Zhihe, and left happily.

In fact, Chen Zhihe subconsciously didn't want anyone to know that he owned BTC, and he didn't want Li Baozhi to know his true identity.

As for whether Li Baozhi will continue to help him buy BTC in the future, he actually doesn't care, 10 has already exceeded his expectations.

Back at the house, Chen Zhihe sent another email to Li Baozhi, expressing that he was more optimistic about the collection value of BTC, and the money had been transferred to him, and he hoped that he could continue to help him collect BTC. It doesn't matter if the price is higher.

Soon, Li Baozhi returned the email to Chen Zhihe, saying that he had received the transfer and would continue to help Chen Zhihe collect it later.

After closing the mailbox, Chen Zhihe glanced at the date on the lower right corner of the computer.

2010 5 Month 30 Day.

Chen Zhihe clenched his fists and roared excitedly.

This is a memorable day. From today on, he, Chen Zhihe, will sooner or later be a person who achieves financial freedom.

Humming an unknown tune, Chen Zhihe walked up and down the house, suddenly remembered something, went back to the study and brought out the erhu.

After moving a stool, Chen Zhihe sat on the balcony and played the erhu.

The afternoon sun was dazzling, Chen Zhihe closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and heard the sound of strings...

Immerse yourself in the passionate "Horse Racing" sound.

……

　Hold on, a dull weekend
　　
　
(End of this chapter)