Pretty and charming, dressed in the 90s, she's good at everything from making money to causing

Lin Ting dislikes owing favors, and she is very sensitive to these kinds of things.

Jiang's father befriended Yang Libo by giving up a set of subscription certificates. Given Jiang's father's status in the Shanghai market, even if he didn't want to give them up, no one dared to force him.

Lin Ting thought that his master might have something to ask Yang Libo to do, or he might think that this man was a ruthless and powerful figure, and that befriending him might be useful in the future.

Regardless of the purpose, Lin Ting couldn't let this favor go to waste just because of a shipment of goods.

That's why she casually reminded the other party about the Shenzhen subscription certificate, thus extending the favor even further.

The price of subscription certificates in Shenzhen has also increased significantly, marking the second opportunity this year to create a large number of households with tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of yuan.

However, Lin Ting does not intend to participate.

One reason is the inconvenience. In Shenzhen, you can only buy a limited number of subscription certificates with a Shenzhen ID card, so many people collect ID cards from citizens to buy them.

Secondly, she vaguely remembered that a lot of trouble had occurred when the subscription certificates were issued. There was all sorts of chaos. If she dared to show up on the street with a sack of ID cards, she would be thrown into the Pearl River the next second.

Money is good, but life is more important.

Keep a low profile to stay alive, and make a fortune quietly.

Lin Ting sipped her tea slowly, silently admiring her own cleverness.

“I remember Miss Lin is quite knowledgeable about stocks, right?” Yang Libo suddenly spoke up, interrupting Lin Ting’s thoughts.

Lin Ting looked up and met Yang Libo's slightly probing gaze.

Yang Libo was very interested in Lin Ting.

Although everyone was saying that Jiang Zong was a stock market genius, his intuition kept reminding him that this girl was the real mastermind.

He was impressed by her performance at the salon.

When they discussed stocks worth hundreds of thousands or millions, she would just smile faintly and occasionally yawn, as if their conversation couldn't arouse her interest in the slightest.

He had only ever seen this kind of detached and indifferent demeanor in martial arts novels, where female warriors were always the daughters of great heroes or powerful figures in their own sects.

He figured that Miss Lin was probably the daughter of some reclusive tycoon.

He couldn't think of any other possibility.

It can't be that Miss Lin is still asleep, can it?

He trusted his extensive experience in judging people and believed even more in the existence of reclusive families—he had read many martial arts novels, met real martial arts practitioners, and knew many qigong masters.

One of the Qigong masters once told him in a cryptic way that his family had a lineage of the Three Pure Ones, and that his family was not the only one with such a lineage. However, most of them lived in seclusion in the deep mountains and forests. He could not bear to see the suffering of the people, so he came out of the mountains to pass on his skills...

The lineage of the Three Pure Ones is offered for only 998 yuan in incense money. He's not a scammer; the money has already been put into the donation box. He's not the one collecting the money.

Yang Libo felt that Lin Ting was more relaxed than that master. Oh right, they called this a kind of inner peace.

He has to test the waters.

The world is vast, who says there can't be family inheritance through stock trading?

He'd be willing to trade 9998 if he could inherit the stock trading skills!

Under Yang Libo's eager gaze, Lin Ting shook her head: "No, I haven't bought a single share."

"You don't plan to buy any more in the future?" Yang Libo pressed.

Lin Ting continued to shake his head: "I don't plan to do that in the short term."

In the future, she might buy some stocks like Moutai and Yangtze Power, which are suitable for long-term holding.

However, that happened a long time later, and it's not convenient to say it outright.

From Lin Ting's perspective now, those two sentences she spoke were rare, heartfelt truths.

Can……

Looking into her calm eyes, Yang Libo understood.

I haven't bought a single share—this was a prediction I had long anticipated regarding the turmoil in the Shanghai stock market.

There are no plans to do so in the short term – meaning the secondary market is likely to continue to fall.

He felt he had figured it out.

And they logically found the reason why President Jiang valued Lin Ting so much.

Yang Libo's gaze toward Lin Ting grew increasingly intense.

Lin Ting felt her hair stand on end from his gaze.

Uncle, what are you thinking about now?

Can I just stop thinking about it?

Lin cleared his throat and abruptly changed the subject: "Mr. Yang has many friends. I wonder if you know any business owners who sell imported clothing? Hong Kong goods are fine."

"Of course I recognize him. Wait a moment, I'll call him right away..."

Yang Libo immediately picked up his mobile phone, made a call, said a few words, and then hung up. He smiled brightly at Lin Ting and said, "Miss Lin, please wait a moment. She will be here soon."

Yang Libo's friend shares the same surname as him and is named Yang Meiyun. This woman's experience is nothing short of legendary. Originally from the north, she ran a black market in the 1970s, sold rice and cotton-padded coats to the Russians in the 1980s, and went south seven years ago, carving out a business path through sheer hard work.

According to Yang Libo, although this "Sister Yang" is from out of town, she is someone that even the locals dare not mess with.

Lin Ting originally thought that this older sister must be a fierce-looking mountain king type, but after meeting her, Lin Ting almost forgot that Yingzi had fallen in love with her within three seconds.

Yang Meiyun wore a red shirt, black pants, and high heels. Her hair was styled in beautiful waves, and her bright red lips were exceptionally alluring. A pair of valuable jade bracelets adorned her wrists, yet they served only as a backdrop to her beauty.

Yang Libo said she was over forty, but Lin Ting looked at her and thought she was at most thirty.

"hello."

Yang Meiyun sat down next to Lin Ting and pinched her cheek with a smile: "What a pretty little sister."

Lin Ting: "...!"

That overly alluring, husky, mature female voice is simply irresistible!

“Ah Yun, this is Miss Lin Ting,” Yang Libo said, only then realizing that there was also Jiang Zong at the table. “This is Jiang Zong, the young master of the Jiang family in Shanghai.”

It wasn't that he didn't take Jiang Zong seriously; it was just that he had been silent for so long that he had truly forgotten.

Jiang Zong greeted Yang Meiyun politely: "Hello."

Lin Ting also said, "Hello, sister."

Yang Meiyun nodded to Jiang Zong, then ruffled Lin Ting's hair: "Good boy, is it you who wants to talk business with me?"

"Uh-huh!"

Lin Ting nodded: "I want to buy a batch of clothing. The target customer group is women aged sixteen to twenty-two. It has to be from Hong Kong, preferably in stock, and it's fine if it can be shipped within a week."

Her eyes sparkled, yet she spoke with perfect composure.

There's nothing she can do; it's an occupational hazard for her. No matter how good her sister is, she can't slow down her earning speed.

Yang Meiyun turned her head to look at Lin Ting, a smile still on her lips: "I do have the goods, but do you want to buy a batch or keep it long-term?"

Who wouldn't want to do business with such a beauty long-term?

Lin Ting said decisively, "Four months, three batches of goods, and they must be different styles."

It takes time to go from building a factory to production, so Lin Ting decided to give himself enough time.

Yang Meiyun hummed in agreement and nodded: "Then come with me to the warehouse to pick out a style. You're so pretty, I'll definitely give you a great price."

Lin Ting: "Okay, okay, thank you, sister."

"Oh, you have such a sweet tongue, just like my little sister."

They held hands and got up to leave.

Yang Libo: "...?"

Are all women this efficient when it comes to business?

Are you not going to finish your tea?