Rebirth and making money first

Chapter 11 Love is not as good as work

The stock market was open as normal, and Zhang Jing sat down to take a look around. Perhaps because of the rain, she didn't see Uncle Zhang. She simply settled down to watch the stock market. She discovered that the world she was reborn into seemed slightly different from her previous life, with the timing being off.

One piece of evidence is a miraculous stock that bears witness to a deeply moving love story. In a previous life, a male colleague from Guangxi pursued Zhang Jing passionately for eight years. Despite being impoverished, he vowed to obey Zhang Jing's every request, often doing her laundry, grocery shopping, and cooking. However, as Zhang Jing got to know him better, she discovered he was addicted to gambling in his hometown. To escape his gambling debts, he left his hometown to work. Through hard work, he accumulated some money and even began to dabble in the stock market.

The man, eager for a meteoric rise, jokingly asked Zhang Jing to pick a stock. He would cover the cost, with any losses his share and any gains his share. Zhang Jing, intrigued, quickly browsed around and found a stock that struck a chord. However, the man asserted that the stock Zhang Jing had chosen would be delisted and firmly advised against buying it. At the time, the stock was trading at just over 11 yuan, with each lot costing just over yuan. Zhang Jing thought to herself that if the man truly followed her advice, even a loss of over yuan wouldn't matter. This way, she could prove his devotion and serve as a test. If he followed her advice, then perhaps establishing a relationship with him was even possible.

However, things went against her wishes. The man agreed on the surface, but in reality, he was secretly disobeying. This move made Zhang Jing completely disappointed, and she finally chose to give up on the relationship. Unexpectedly, the stock that the man had rejected actually doubled in value. Every time he mentioned this, he would regret it and kept saying, "If I had listened to you, I would definitely be living a much better life now!"

This experience became an important lesson in Zhang Jing's life, teaching her the value of trust and sincerity. That stock, in turn, became an indelible part of her memory, a constant reminder for her to keep a clear head when it comes to love and decision-making.

The stock wasn't even at $8 yet, but she hadn't considered buying it. It was ridiculous to think about it. A single stock could reveal a man's true colors. He probably never dreamed that such a trivial matter would cause his facade of being an honest man to crumble and shatter. In Zhang Jing's eyes, a man without money and talent was fine, but if he was disobedient, always pretentious, and felt his talents were underappreciated, then that was truly unbearable.

But some men still try to pretend to be good men, not realizing that life is about living it, not just putting on a show for others. So, Zhang Jing dumped the man without any guilt.

As for Zhang Jing's own Shenzhen Development shares, they had already soared to a whopping 24 yuan, and she simply couldn't bear to sell them. A closer look revealed a significant increase! Stock trading is like this: when you win, you want to win more, and when you lose, you're obsessed with just getting your money back. This mentality is exactly like that of a gambler, and Zhang Jing was just as greedy. She longed to make more money, but her initial capital was too small!

She closed her eyes and began to recall the popular stocks she had known in her past life. Names flashed through her mind, and she scanned them carefully. Shuanghui, Yili, and Fuyao—these were all classic cases from her finance classes back then!

Yili's stock price has now fallen to just over 6 yuan, but she knows it will soar to over 9 yuan in a few years. Unfortunately, Zhang Jing can't wait that long. Shuanghui's current price is just over 90 yuan, but it once peaked at over yuan! After so many years of ups and downs, Zhang Jing is even more hesitant to touch this risky stock.

As for Fuyao, its share price is currently just over 14 yuan. Zhang Jing has a particularly vivid memory of Fuyao, thanks entirely to the brainwashing teachings of her finance teacher. The teacher once told a story: someone bought one share of Fuyao stock when the price was just over 35 yuan per share, with a principal of just over 3500 yuan. However, this person left the stock untouched for 18 years, never trading it. After 18 years, that initial capital of just over 3500 yuan had transformed into a staggering 295 million yuan! Upon hearing this, the classmates were all stunned and regretted not buying one share of Fuyao stock at 35 yuan. If they had, they would have become millionaires long ago!

Recalling this past, Zhang Jing is overwhelmed with emotion. If she could turn back time, would she have made a different choice? Perhaps she would have bought Fuyao stock without hesitation, patiently waiting for the huge returns 18 years from now. Or perhaps, she would have remained as awed by the stock market as she is now, hesitant to venture into it. But these are just hypotheticals. In reality, Zhang Jing can only find her own investment path through memories and reflection.

Zhang Jing was torn between two options. Should she buy this car? After all, the price was only a little over fourteen yuan, so even two hundred shares would only be over two thousand eight hundred yuan. Her monthly salary was over four thousand yuan, and she barely touched it. She might as well buy two hundred shares and hold onto them for eighteen years. In a past life, like her classmates, she had envied the man who had made two million yuan, even wishing she could take his place. Now, a golden opportunity presented itself.

Ultimately, Zhang Jing couldn't resist the temptation and decided to go through the purchase procedures. She knew her talent was limited, relying on memories from her past life to earn a small fortune. But she also understood that while she had the ability, she also needed the courage to act. Then, she realized she had to get to work quickly, or she would be left behind by the bustling city of Shenzhen, barely making a dent.

Touching the thousand-plus yuan left in her pocket, Zhang Jing smiled wryly. She'd made tens of thousands of yuan in the stock market, and soon it would be hundreds of thousands. But now, she was so broke she only had a thousand-plus yuan left. This was reality.

Zhang Jing called Uncle Zhang without hesitation and told him that she was at the stock exchange. Uncle Zhang asked her to wait for him and that he would be there soon.

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