Rebirth and making money first

After a period of adjustment, classes finally resumed, and competitions were scheduled. Zhang Jing handed Director Chen her carefully selected list of candidates, asking him to review it. Director Chen carefully reviewed it and added a few more candidates based on their specific circumstances. He then instructed Zhang Jing to closely monitor the training of the contestants and strive for a good ranking at all costs.

Director Chen then asked Zhang Jing about Guanyin Fist. He suggested that if she wanted to participate, she could choose to perform alone or lead others. Zhang Jing, knowing full well that Aunt Zhang and Aunt Zhuang had mastered Guanyin Fist, replied, "I think the three of us could perform together." Director Chen nodded, but said he needed to consult Aunt Zhang and Aunt Zhuang about this matter.

Back in class, Zhang Jing continued to act as a coach. However, she noticed that Da Zhuang always seemed to lag behind the other students. So, she decided to take Da Zhuang aside and asked with concern, "Da Zhuang, are you reluctant to participate in this performance?" Da Zhuang quickly shook his head and said firmly, "No! Teacher, I love performing very much. But... my parents are going abroad to work, and they want to take me with them. But I really can't bear to leave you!"

Seeing the tears in Dazhuang's eyes, Zhang Jing felt pity, stroked his head gently and comforted him: "Dazhuang, don't be sad. Although you may leave with your parents for a while, this is only a temporary separation. After they complete their work tasks, they will still return home. Besides, they shouldn't leave so soon, right? So, during this time, you must perform well with your friends, and then take more photos, so that even if you are in a foreign country, you can see your good friends anytime, anywhere!" Hearing this, Dazhuang's mood gradually improved. He nodded vigorously, smiled and said: "Well! Thank you, teacher, I will work hard!" After that, he returned to the practice team.

Looking at Dazhuang's tall and imposing figure, Zhang Jing couldn't help but sigh, "Although these children's minds may not be fully developed, their bodies have already developed to the level of adults!" This situation is indeed somewhat troubling, as their behavior does not match their actual age. Faced with this reality, Zhang Jing is well aware that this is undoubtedly a huge challenge for parents.

Just then, Aunt Zhang and Aunt Zhuang expressed their desire to participate in a Tai Chi competition. Zhang Jing thought the idea was a good one and suggested it to Director Chen. Director Chen readily agreed, believing that more people practicing together would be more lively and interesting. With the two of them in mind, Director Chen decided to add two more teachers to the competition.

Since the teacher wasn't at work in the mornings and evenings, she couldn't schedule training sessions, so she had to carve out time in the afternoons to teach everyone. Aunt Zhang also needed to purchase five sets of new training uniforms to distribute to everyone. Thus, every morning, she led the students in practice. In the mornings and evenings, Zhang Jing led Aunt Zhuang and Aunt Zhang, while the afternoons were the teachers' turn for training. Everyone expressed their gratitude for Zhang Jing's dedication, but in reality, Zhang Jing herself was feeling increasingly relaxed. After this period of practice, she felt as if her meridians had been opened up. Therefore, she decided to seek an opportunity to further study Tai Chi to better master the art.

After listening to Zhang Jing's analysis, A Long immediately confirmed with the doctor that he wanted conservative treatment. Sure enough, he recovered in a few days. He said to Zhang Jing in fear: "Fortunately, I listened to you and didn't have my stomach cut open!" Zhang Jing knew that A Long was timid, so she deliberately frightened him: "Of course, if you really want to have surgery, you will be anesthetized first, and then your stomach will be cut open, the damaged intestines will be taken out and disinfected, the rotten part will be cut off, and the good part will be put back in place, and finally sutured. Isn't it scary to think about it this way? So don't pick your belly button anymore! Also, don't eat too much seafood in the future, so as not to get sick again." After hearing this, A Long nodded in agreement and said that he would pay attention.

Over time, Zhang Jing's royalties began to arrive, and her serialized novels gradually gained popularity. However, this also attracted a lot of criticism, but Zhang Jing knew that it's difficult to please everyone with just one piece of cake. Aside from her monthly mortgage, Zhang Jing currently had no other major expenses, so she considered exploring the stock market. If the price was right, she planned to repurchase the shares of Fuyao Glass and Yanzhou Coal Mining that she had previously sold. However, due to her daily program practice, she couldn't find time to visit the stock market. In desperation, she could only monitor the market on her computer.

The turning point came when I went to the office to submit a manuscript. Director Chen's screen was also showing stock market trends. Seeing Zhang Jing see it, she hurriedly tried to close it. Zhang Jing smiled and said, "I saw it already. So Director, you also trade stocks? Share some of your experience." Director Chen asked Zhang Jing in return, "Do you trade stocks too?" The two of them immediately became closer. Zhang Jing even jokingly said, "A newbie meeting a senior!"

Director Chen reopened the page and asked Zhang Jing which one she wanted to see. Zhang Jing asked him to check the prices of Fuyao and Yankuang. She immediately entered the code. Fuyao was currently over 132 yuan, and Yankuang was over 10 yuan. Thinking about the money she had, she decided to buy some of each. Director Chen, seeing that she still had some confusion, immediately changed the subject, "Sister Jing, Goddess of Wealth! If you have any inside information, please help me. I'll treat you to a meal!"

"I've only just been navigating this stock market myself. I don't know how many times I've been scammed." Zhang Jing said softly, "Are you sure you want to follow my lead?"

Director Chen smiled wryly, and Zhang Jing took the opportunity to glance at the screen. She saw that Kweichow Moutai's share price had risen to over 88 yuan. She was secretly delighted, but outwardly remained calm, only nodding slightly.

Zhang Jing then searched for prices on other similar liquors. When she saw the price of Shanxi Fenjiu, she was stunned—it was only a little over 9 yuan! This represented a huge investment opportunity, and she knew she couldn't miss it.

However, just as Zhang Jing was about to request leave to trade, Director Chen refused, stating that the competition was his top priority and that staffing was currently tight and that no replacement was available. He suggested that Zhang Jing place orders by phone and enthusiastically lent her his office phone. Director Chen also promised that Zhang Jing could come to him anytime to discuss stock market insights and use the office's computer and phone.

Faced with such an enthusiastic invitation, Zhang Jing hesitated. She knew that if she accepted Director Chen's offer, she would owe him a favor. But if she refused, it might cause unnecessary trouble. After some thought, Zhang Jing decided to give up the idea of ​​taking leave for the time being and trust Director Chen's proposal.

Zhang Jing was too lazy to talk nonsense with this man anymore. She grabbed the phone on the table and called the stock exchange directly to start placing an order.

"Fuyao Glass, buy 200 shares..."

"Yankuang Energy, buy one thousand shares..."

"Shanxi Fenjiu, buy 1,500 shares..."

As her voice fell, money was withdrawn from the account. In the blink of an eye, the balance in the account was less than 50,000 yuan. Almost in an instant, Zhang Jing turned back into the penniless college student.

Director Chen stared at Zhang Jing's amazing operation in amazement. It took him a long time to come back to his senses. He thought to himself, "Even if it's just a leek like this, how can it be harvested without a trace?" Thinking of this, he couldn't help but ask, "How much money have you lost in stock trading?"

Zhang Jing was speechless for a moment, unsure how to answer this question, while Director Chen continued, "There's nothing to be embarrassed about. I've lost hundreds of thousands myself. It makes my heart ache just thinking about it. We're all stock traders, so no one's going to laugh at anyone else! Talk to my brother, and I promise not to tell anyone."

Zhang Jing hesitated for a long time before finally answering hesitantly, "Actually... I haven't lost any money yet."

Upon hearing this, Director Chen's eyes widened and he asked in disbelief, "How is that possible? I don't believe it!"

Faced with the other party's questioning, Zhang Jing was helpless and could only say, "Believe it or not, I'm leaving first." Then she turned and left the office.