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Published at 15th of January 2024 12:08:28 PM


Chapter 62.2

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“Host, the stock market is about to open.” The system shouted in Song Nanqiao’s mind, urging her to wake up.

Today was a crucial day for Song Nanqiao, and she couldn’t afford any mistakes.

“I know.” Song Nanqiao opened her eyes, and a ray of sunlight shone on her cheek. She knew that at this time, Wen Wenyao was probably already at school.

When Song Nanqiao got out of bed and checked, sure enough, the girl had left a note on her computer desk.

“It’s already half past nine.” Song Nanqiao looked at her phone. This was the latest she had slept in for a while, and she still felt a bit sore in her wrists.

“When Wen Wenyao got up, did she show any signs of discomfort?” Song Nanqiao was concerned. She had exhausted Wen Wenyao quite a bit yesterday, and she wondered if it had put a strain on her.

“I didn’t notice anything.” The system replied.

“Alright.”

“It seems like Wen Wenyao has better stamina than you.”

Song Nanqiao: ……

Song Nanqiao chose to ignore the system and headed straight to the bathroom. After getting ready, she went to the dining table to have breakfast, which Wen Wenyao had bought for her.

“The financial websites are going crazy.” Song Nanqiao chuckled as she ate and read the comments. Since she had sold off her stocks yesterday, the stock price had been plummeting, causing panic among investors.

However, the trading had been suspended at that time, leaving many people anxiously checking their phones. Combined with various news reports on financial websites, the stock had quickly become a hot topic.

A flood of online posts overwhelmed Song Nanqiao, and the comments on the websites were mixed. Almost everyone wanted to uncover the manipulator behind this stock, especially those who had taken the risk to buy the stock and were now cursing Song Nanqiao.

Of course, there were also some exaggerated posts praising the mastermind behind the stock, claiming that they were a contemporary stock market genius, making it all sound quite mystical.

“It’s quite amusing,” Song Nanqiao said as she read the posts, treating it as a joke.

“Now, countless people don’t know how many will end up penniless,” the system remarked.

“Just as I expected, around nine billion.” Song Nanqiao took a bite of her bun without any surprise.

Out of the nine hundred million, she would give approximately one hundred million to Wen Guangquan and around fifty million to Zhai Xinqi, in addition to paying the stamp duty.

While she was having breakfast, her phone rang, and it was a call from Zhai Xinqi.

“Congratulations, Miss Song. You’ve made quite a bit of money, haven’t you?”

Zhai Xinqi seemed quite happy. He had received news yesterday that Song Nanqiao’s stock had been continuously plummeting. When he checked, he realized that Song Nanqiao must have made a substantial profit, with at least nine figures.

“Thanks to your support, I wouldn’t have come this far without your sponsorship,” Song Nanqiao replied modestly. It was true that without Zhai Xinqi’s trust, she wouldn’t have been able to make such rapid progress.

“By the way, according to our contract, I owe you fifty million in dividends,” Song Nanqiao suddenly remembered the contract they had agreed upon. It stated that she would share five million of the pure profit with Zhai Xinqi.

“Haha, for Miss Song, I’m sure fifty million isn’t much.” Zhai Xinqi knew very well that even fifty million couldn’t compare to Song Nanqiao’s actual earnings. It was probably less than one-tenth of what she had earned.

“You’re too kind.”

“So, will Miss Song be willing to cooperate with us next time?” Zhai Xinqi took advantage of the opportunity to ask about the true purpose of his call. Fifty million wasn’t much, but the most important thing was that if Song Nanqiao was willing to cooperate, the benefits she would bring them in the future would be immeasurable. He had thoroughly realized Song Nanqiao’s commercial value.

“It would be my honor.”

Song Nanqiao was naturally willing.

She planned to use Zhai Xinqi as a long-term tool, which would be beneficial to both parties, creating a win-win situation.

“Well then, looking forward to working with Miss Song next time.”

“Alright.”

After hanging up the phone, Song Nanqiao looked at the profits in her Rongtai account. She estimated that when the situation calmed down a bit, she would open a new account elsewhere to ensure her safety.

“In this world, can minors open accounts?”

“Yes, you can. You can open an account at sixteen (private setting).”

“That’s perfect.”

The original host was still about a month away from reaching adulthood, but Song Nanqiao couldn’t wait that long. She didn’t feel safe leaving the money in her Rongtai account.

Just as she was contemplating, her phone rang again.

“Wen Guangquan…”

Song Nanqiao looked at the contact name on her phone, and her heart suddenly sank. Wen Guangquan hadn’t contacted her for quite a while…

“Mr. Wen.”

“How are the stocks?” Wen Guangquan, as usual, went straight to the point without any beating around the bush, asking Song Nanqiao directly.

Yesterday, he noticed that the stock Song Nanqiao was involved in had been continuously falling. This morning, there were numerous reports in the financial market. Wen Guangquan’s intuition told him that Song Nanqiao must have paid attention to this stock, so he called to inquire.

“It’s over now. I made 1.4 billion this time, and the money is in the account you provided.” Song Nanqiao held the account that Wen Guangquan had given her and had invested all of her money in her stock. When she sold everything, she naturally made a substantial profit.

Two seconds later, Wen Guangquan finally spoke.

“Not bad. Hard work pays off. I’ll give you half.”

His tone was calm, without a trace of emotion.

“Thank you, Mr. Wen.”

After that, Wen Guangquan hung up the phone.

Wen Guangquan looked at the stock’s profits on his account.

Song Nanqiao…

She really knows how to play the game…

All the money he had given Song Nanqiao had been invested in that stock…

Seeing this, Wen Guangquan made a phone call to the intelligence agency.

“Check if the operator behind the stock market crash is Song Nanqiao or if she has any connection.”





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