"He is my only student. When he became my disciple, he was already in his teens and had an astonishing discernment of the stock market. However, you're even younger than he was at the time, so it's hard to say who has more talent. If you really want to become my disciple, it will be extremely hard. Are you afraid of hardship?"
"I'm not scared. I want to become stronger." Ye Yuan said with determination.
"Okay then, leave me your phone number."
Ye Lu was dumbstruck. She didn't hold any prejudice against beggars, but was it really okay for her son to become a disciple of one?
"Mommy, trust my judgement, I believe he is the modern-day Hong Qigong." Ye Yuan said, his eyes glowing with excitement.
This old man is much more proficient than those so-called stock market experts on TV. As an insider, he understands the ins and outs that mommy definitely wouldn't grasp.
When they returned home and were watching the news that evening,
