After returning to the wealthy family, I was abused by my biological parents

After calming his mind, he quickly immersed himself in the book.

Huo Sinan read slowly, unlike Chen Pingan who would just flip through the book once and think he had finished it.

As she read, she took out a pen and made some notes on paper.

The study was so quiet that there was no other sound except the sound of papers being turned.

Chen Ping'an read very quickly, but after a while, he would stop, think for a moment, and then continue reading.

Even so, he turned the pages much more frequently than Huo Shiyun.

Huo Shijun naturally noticed it. She watched the boy next to her flipping through the pages of a book out of the corner of her eye. It was actually a book entirely in English, which made her feel a little jealous.

To be honest, if it is a novel with the original work in English, she has no problem at all.

The key point is, how could my aunt have such a thing as a novel?

There are many professional terms involved in professional works, and some of these terms even have different meanings in specific contexts.

Well, that doesn't matter.

The important thing is, does this guy Chen Pingan have such a high level of English?

Isn't it difficult for him to read such a large original work?

Gradually, her attention was completely attracted by the young man beside her.

And she doesn't even know it.

Chen Pingan looked into it and was in a state of not caring about or even not hearing anything about what was happening around him.

Huo Sinan also watched very attentively.

The content she recorded was increasing.

Compared to Chen Ping'an who took more than an hour to finish reading it, it took her nearly two hours to finish it.

At this time, Chen Ping'an had read more than a hundred pages, and he had read about one-seventh of the content of the tome.

Huo Shijun had only read a few dozen pages of the book in her hand.

Huo Sinan didn't notice that she was distracted while reading. Putting down the documents in her hand, she tapped the table lightly, attracting the attention of both of them.

Huo Shijun had just been peeking at Chen Pingan and then at her aunt's progress in reading the documents...

Although I have read dozens of pages of the book in my hand, I really can't remember anything.

She really wanted to know what level of document it was that made her aunt read it so seriously.

Huo Sinan looked at Chen Pingan and asked, "Pingan...how much do you plan to spend on this document?"

Chen Pingan shook his head. "I haven't thought about it yet, but his asking price is not high, and unless I refuse, he won't look for other buyers."

Huo Sinan pondered and said, "You are engaged in futures trading, and it is inevitable that you will be involved in foreign exchange trading in the future. I can only say that Edwards is a talent.

I agree with some of the views in it.

It is even possible that even if I knew this direction and started to look up information to write, my level would probably be around this level.

I’m curious about one thing now…”

She looked at Chen Ping'an, while Huo Shijun turned her head with a look of shock on her face and looked at the young man beside her who was calm and composed.

"How old is this man called Edwards?"

After asking this question, Huo Sinan turned his gaze back to the document in his hand, secretly assessing its value.

"He's 38. I've read his profile. His wife also graduated from Wharton, but they run a small trading company in Beijing.

The company is mainly managed by his wife, and he may prefer teaching.

I didn’t ask too many questions.”

After Chen Pingan finished speaking, he forced a smile at Huo Shiyun and waited for Huo Sinan's comments.

Huo Sinan pondered for a long time before slowly speaking, "Although his information is valuable to most companies, it is more meaningful to the financial and economic fields.

It can even be said that there are very unique views on the future trends of some policies.

But now that this information is in your hands, I can only say that you are very lucky.