Chapter 479: 【479】One day’s revenue of 130 million_1
“Of course I’m complinting you. It’s good for a man to have a bit of temper, way better than being a spineless goody-two-shoes.”
“So what you’re saying is, I used to be a spineless goody-two-shoes?”
“I didn’t say that. Don’t wrong .”
“…”
Tang Feng and Han Xiaoxiao teased each other, and the slight sense of estrangent between them gradually faded, as if they had returned to the age when they could talk about anything.
Tang Feng enjoyed this very much.
But then, Han Xiaoxiao sent a red envelope, which shattered this pleasant atmosphere.
“What are you sending a red envelope for?” Tang Feng asked, puzzled.
“This is the red envelope Sun Haiyang sent just now. I don’t want it, so I’m giving it to you. We’re back in touch now, so if you ever find yourself tight on funds, just let know. I’ve got quite a stash of private money.”
From Han Xiaoxiao’s words, it was clear that she thought Tang Feng was doing pretty diocre in Zhonghai.
The reason he got angry with Sun Haiyang just now was probably because his pride had been hurt.
So she was very careful with her words, afraid of inadvertently breaking his glass heart.
Looking at the red envelope, Tang Feng didn’t know whether to cry or laugh.
Did he look like a beggar in the eyes of his childhood friends? Why did everyone seem to want to give him handouts?
Seeing that he had been silent for a long ti, Han Xiaoxiao thought he was angry and hastily added a long ssage.
“Don’t overthink it, okay? I just feel that since we grew up together and neither of our families had siblings, we should help each other out. If I run into trouble and ask for your help, you wouldn’t refuse, right?”
It was obvious that she had been very careful in choosing her words, probably checking them several tis before sending them over.
The more cautious she was, the more awkward Tang Feng felt, but he accepted the red envelope anyway, so as not to worry her.
“Alright, I’ll take the red envelope. When you co to Zhonghai, I’ll treat you to shaved noodles.”
“Look at you, being so stingy. An old friend cos to visit you, and all you offer is shaved noodles?” Han Xiaoxiao couldn’t help but tease.
“Shaved noodles are already a luxury to ; I usually sift through the trash bin for leftovers others have thrown away.”
“Really?”
“Haha, what do you think?”
Tang Feng was utterly speechless. Did she really see him as a beggar?
“I know you’re joking,” Han Xiaoxiao sent an emoji of covering her mouth and snickering. “By the way, I might arrive a day earlier than them, by next Tuesday afternoon I should be at Zhonghai Train Station.”
“Alright, I’ll co to the station to pick you up then.”
“This… won’t it interfere with your work? If you’re busy, you don’t have to bother coming over.”
“Not busy at all. My current job is very flexible; I can knock off at any ti.”
“Are you a part-ti worker?”
Seeing his description, Han Xiaoxiao’s first thought wasn’t that of a boss, but of a part-ti worker.
Tang Feng nearly spat out blood.
It seed that it was going to take a while to change the image she had of him in her mind.
The two chatted a bit more before each getting back to their own business.
In the following days, Tang Feng had a rare period of leisure.
As the supplier had no stock, Elegant Pavilion had been closed these past few days.
Qin Yanan was busy with her costics company and rarely ca back.
Only Jiang Zi occasionally sent so news.
Following the instructions Tang Feng had written on a napkin, she made over three million in just a few days with an initial capital of five hundred thousand.
A six hundred percent return rate was truly terrifying.
Jiang Zi’s voice brimd with joy when she called him.
As her capital increased, so would her earnings, snowballing at an alarming rate.
After a couple more trades, she estimated she would reach her goal of ten million.
Tang Feng hadn’t been idle these past days either. He used the stock scanning feature to analyze the trends of all the stocks in the market for the upcoming week.
In the end, he found a stock called “Shennong Pharmaceutical.”
This stock was going to surge on the following Tuesday.
He sent the timing to buy this stock to Jiang Zi.
Jiang Zi now had a kind of blind faith in his stock-picking skills—whatever he said, went.
If her funds reached ten million by then, she planned to invest all of it following his lead.
In short, with Tang Feng, the “stock god,” she didn’t need to rack her brain; she just needed to ride on his coattails.
A week passed quickly, and it was soon Tuesday.
Han Xiaoxiao took today’s train and arrived in Zhonghai a bit after three in the afternoon.
After lunch, Tang Feng rested at ho for a while, and when he felt it was about ti, he set off for the train station.
He had planned to drive there, but then he thought driving his Ferrari would be too conspicuous and ultimately scrapped the idea, opting to hail a taxi instead.
On the way to the train station, he received a call from Jiang Zi.
“It’s crazy, it’s soaring. The stock you ntioned, Shennong Pharmaceutical, went up twenty percent just today. That ans you made a net profit of 1.3 billion today.”
Jiang Zi’s voice was trembling.
She had never thought that making money could be so easy.
Making over a billion in one day was beyond her wildest dreams.
She too had invested her ten million earned over the week following Tang Feng’s guidance, netting two million in a day.
It suddenly felt surreal to her, as if making money was as easy as drinking water.
“Only 1.3 billion? Are you really making such a fuss? Can’t you be a bit more nonchalant?” Tang Feng couldn’t help but retort.
The driver in front glanced at him through the rearview mirror.
Though he didn’t speak, his disdainful expression made it clear that he was thinking, “This guy is full of it.”
If you could make 1.3 billion, would you be taking a taxi?
There are no won around, who are you trying to impress?
Could it be that this guy’s into n? Trying to hit on ?
The driver clutched the steering wheel tighter, suddenly uneasy.
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