Rebirth and making money first

Zhang Jing returned to her dorm and found the worn notebook she kept for recording her finances. She wanted to keep a clear record of her income and expenses so she could always keep track of her finances.

As she looked through the previous records, she was filled with emotion. She didn't expect that she would be a wealthy person now. Looking back, when she made her first pot of gold with the Shenzhen Development Bank stock, she still felt like a pauper. Later, she invested in Kweichow Moutai, which is now worth more than 500,000 yuan. In addition to the trading operations of stocks such as Fuyao Glass and Yanzhou Coal Mining, as well as the income from writing novels, she finally succeeded in buying a store in Huizhou. And even more fortunately, she actually won another store. Although it will take three years to collect rent, the monthly mortgage payment is 2,700 yuan, which is still a considerable expense for her. Therefore, in addition to her salary, she also needs to earn extra income by writing articles.

Despite this, she felt deeply satisfied. After all, owning her own business and having a stable job made her incredibly happy. Sometimes, she felt conflicted. Common sense dictated that you shouldn't fall in love with stocks, but when she looked at the stocks she held, she couldn't bear to sell any of them. These stocks were carefully selected, and they had enormous potential; selling them easily would be a shame. She decided to hold on to them, waiting for a better opportunity.

Kweichow Moutai has the highest future multiple per share, and I own 6400 shares, worth 8320 million;

Shanxi Fenjiu's future highest price is more than 1180 yuan per share. I own 1500 shares, which are worth nearly 180 million yuan.

Fuyao Future's highest price per share is over 3650 yuan. I own 200 shares, which are worth 73 yuan.

Yankuang's highest future price is over 104 yuan per share. I own 1000 shares, which are worth over 10 yuan.

More importantly, these companies paid generous dividends every year. Zhang Jing's calculations revealed her incremental investments. She invested over 6,000 yuan in Shenzhen Development Bank and profited over 170,000 yuan, buying 6,400 shares of Kweichow Moutai. She then bought shares of Fuyao Glass and Yanzhou Coal. After selling Fuyao and Yanzhou Coal, she used the profits to leverage opportunities to buy stores. Then, using the royalties from her stories, combined with her salary, she repurchased Fuyao Glass and Yanzhou Coal, even unexpectedly buying into Shanxi Fenjiu during its downturn.

Zhang Jing decided not to sell her stocks anymore, but to quietly wait for the stock market to pay dividends. After all, her returns had already surpassed most others, and she needed to continue her "long-term love affair" with her holdings. So for now, she could only continue to live a Cinderella-like life. She believed her future would be blessed by the Buddha's light, and now she had a modest fortune. "I haven't bought a house yet!" Zhang Jing sighed regretfully. Back in school, her teachers often said, "The future is bright, but the road is winding," and now she understood it all the more. Satisfied, she closed her notebook and, before settling into a good night's sleep, her heart was filled with renewed motivation.

The performance finally went on as planned. Not only did the children from the orphanage perform, but also the elderly from the nursing home. Even the deaf-mute school had a representative performance. Zhang Jing took numerous photos for her archive, primarily of her own special unit. Zhang Jing didn't perform the finger exercises, but Alan, squad leader Dazhuang, and several other students did, earning praise. While taking photos, Zhang Jing gestured to the performers, trying to ease any discomfort or forgetfulness.

Zhang Jing handed her camera to her colleague and turned to prepare for her turn. This time, there weren't many people performing on stage—just her and two other teachers. The original four-person program had been ruthlessly cut by Director Chen before it was even submitted for review. The reason was simple: they were getting older and their figures were starting to fall, so Director Chen decided to let younger people perform. Zhang Jing had no recourse but to comfort them, saying, after all, staying healthy was paramount.

On stage, Zhang Jing performed the Guanyin Fist with a smooth and graceful flow. The two teachers behind her, though their movements weren't quite standard, were able to replicate the movements. This wonderful performance captivated everyone present and earned high praise from the civil affairs officials, who expressed their desire to promote the program.

As expected, both of Zhang Jing's programs won awards, much to the delight of Director Chen and the Dean. The Dean rarely visited the office, and Zhang Jing had seen him only a few times. At that moment, she noticed Director Chen and the Dean standing together, talking in low voices, occasionally glancing in her direction. She couldn't help but wonder, "Are they discussing bonuses? If I perform well, will I get a bigger bonus?" However, she didn't have much time to dwell on this, as she had another important task: writing a press release. Back at the office, she immediately had to start writing and submitting the article, which would appear in the newspaper the next morning.

To Zhang Jing's surprise, there were actually cash prizes: 200 yuan each for the students, 300 yuan each for the two teachers, and 500 yuan for Zhang Jing. Everyone was delighted and went to a restaurant for a meal before leaving. Having completed her task, Zhang Jing relaxed.

Zhang Jing plans to continue adapting stories from past lives. She's now determined to focus on stories of rising to wealth, where the protagonist works tirelessly to change their destiny, with the occasional story of revenge being enough. After adapting so many stories, Zhang Jing has noticed her writing skills have improved significantly. So, she plans to write a novel based on her own experiences, altering the plot and treating it as a biography. Whether anyone reads it or not is irrelevant; she's content with it.

I immediately started, laying out a main plotline and then gradually breaking it down into smaller segments. By the time Zhang Jing finished, she realized it would be incredibly long. It would take forever, and I wouldn't see immediate results. After some thought, she put the outline away; this wasn't something she could rush.

The next day, Director Chen took Zhang Jing's manuscript and asked her to wait. Zhang Jing waited for his next words with a look of understanding. Director Chen said that the director was very satisfied with Zhang Jing's work. The civil affairs leaders said that they would invite Zhang Jing to nursing homes and orphanages to teach Guanyin boxing and hand exercises. Considering practical issues, they decided to send some people to the unit to learn, and then have them teach others after returning. Zhang Jing's teaching work was handed over to the new college students, and she focused on teaching the students. They both stayed in the dormitory temporarily, with Zhang Jing next to her. Zhang Jing nodded in agreement.

Director Chen then asked Zhang Jing if she had any work difficulties, and told her he would do his best to help resolve them. Zhang Jing complained about a poor computer signal in her dorm room. How could she fix it? It was too much time to surf the internet. Knowing she needed to watch her stock market, Director Chen simply let her connect to the company's signal. He also warned her not to let anyone know, fearing they might criticize her.

On this day, the students were waiting for the teacher to come to the classroom, but they found that Zhang Jing did not show up, which made them very disappointed and dissatisfied.

Zuo Panxue, Zhang Jing's replacement, tried her best to explain the situation and said she would work hard to teach the course. However, the students did not buy it and continued to show obvious displeasure.

Dazhuang even said bluntly: "Let Teacher Zhang come back, we don't like you!" Alan also echoed: "You are younger than me, I won't call you teacher." Only the class monitor left the classroom without saying a word. Seeing this, the other students followed him to Zhang Jing's classroom.

Zuo Panxue stood there, feeling both ashamed and angry. She realized these fools didn't even take her seriously. Yes, in her opinion, these people were all abnormal. Furthermore, their fondness for Zhang Jing made her jealous. She secretly resolved to replace Zhang Jing and become the good teacher they envisioned.

Meanwhile, Zhang Jing was in the office trying to convince Dazhuang and the others to return to class, saying she would be back soon. Just then, Director Chen arrived, having received the news. Seeing the scene before him, he was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

When Director Chen inquired about what had happened, Zuo Panxue was so upset she was on the verge of tears, her eyes red. After a moment's reflection, Director Chen decided to merge the two classes and allow Zuo Panxue to study with Zhang Jing for a while. This would both solve the current problem and give Zuo Panxue an opportunity to grow.

For Zhang Jing, this decision didn't cause much trouble, but for Zuo Panxue, it was simply an insult. As a university student, she actually had to ask questions of a technical secondary school student! However, Zuo Panxue didn't show it, instead expressing her approval with a cheerful expression. Furthermore, Zhang Jing's interactions with the students also made Zuo Panxue unhappy. When she saw Da Zhuang pestering Zhang Jing, she immediately realized that this was an opportunity to cause trouble for Zhang Jing.

Zuo Panxue had another reason for discontent with Zhang Jing: A-Long. Through conversation, she discovered that A-Long was from Guangdong, just like herself. Even more infuriating was the fact that A-Long was completely controlled by the old woman. Zuo Panxue was determined to rescue A-Long from this suffering.