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

While Xiao Jiang was studying the food, Lao Jiang expressed his heartfelt condolences to his colleagues who had suffered greatly, and then returned to the company to hold a meeting with his managers.

The managers all had complicated expressions. They had all bought some stock, but seeing the situation turn against them this morning, they immediately sold it off at a slightly lower price.

A hero cuts off his own arm, decisive and exceptionally swift.

Mr. Jiang looked at them and asked, "How did it go? How much did you lose?"

Everyone looked miserable, regretting their actions.

If only I had sold them yesterday afternoon... I could have saved thousands of dollars!

Mr. Jiang looked at them, took a sip of tea, and then bent down to take out stacks of banknotes from the cabinet.

"Here, everyone take 10,000. You've been working hard lately."

Mr. Jiang distributed the money to them and said, "Don't touch the secondary market anymore, and don't even think about buying at the bottom. Focus on investing in pre-IPO shares."

Everyone held the money, their eyes red with envy.

They felt only relief today—the stock exchange had shown too many tragic scenes, and they couldn't help but think that if their boss hadn't been constantly forbidding them from using leverage, they wouldn't be spectators today but actors in the play.

Compared to those people, they only lost some money, which made it much easier for them to accept.

The boss then made up for the money they lost.

Such a good boss is hard to find even with a lantern.

I want to fight for my boss for the rest of my life.

They began racking their brains for a solution. Given the current rock-bottom situation, perhaps the best solution is—

"Mr. Jiang, are you really not going to buy at the bottom? If you buy at the current price, you can still make a profit."

Mr. Jiang waved his hand and pushed the object onto his son, saying, "I don't know, Xiao Zong said not to copy it."

Of course, these words were not spoken by Jiang Zong; the father and son barely exchanged more than two words today.

This was the conclusion that Jiang's father drew after spending a day wandering around the stock exchange and summarizing the reactions of those people.

He certainly wasn't busy showing off his temporary gains or losses; he was observing their reactions.

These people are panicking. They seem to have forgotten that without the limit-up rule, there is also no limit-down rule. Now that they remember this, they are afraid that all their money will be wiped out overnight.

With this mindset, they'll sell as long as they're paid.

Large investors can set the trend, but it is retail investors who truly drive up stock prices. When retail investors lose confidence in the stock market, stock prices will only continue to collapse.

When the managers heard that Jiang Zong had told them about this, they all chose to keep quiet and stop trying to persuade him.

The young master said yesterday afternoon that he was going to clear out his stocks, but they didn't believe him, and as a result, the stock price plummeted today.

Moreover, they all remembered that the young master had mentioned the US stock market crash as early as half a month ago.

They were all shuddering, and in their hearts, they had already defined Jiang Zong as a stock market god-like figure.

So if the stock market guru says not to buy at the bottom, then don't ask anymore, just don't buy.

As Jiang's father observed the change in their expressions, a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Just then, the secretary knocked on the door and came in.

"Mr. Jiang, your wife called and said she'll personally cook dinner tonight to celebrate the young master's success." He smiled and nodded to the managers as if to say hello.

Mr. Jiang remained calm and simply said, "Let her rest and take care of her pregnancy. There's no need to trouble her."

"But……"

The secretary wanted to offer some advice, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she noticed that the boss's gaze was fixed on her.

He slammed on the brakes, swallowing back all the words that were about to come out.

“Xiao Zong and Nannan have gone out to play, no need to trouble them,” Mr. Jiang emphasized again.

“Okay, okay.” The secretary nodded immediately. “I’ll go tell Madam right away.”

"Ah."

The secretary left in a hurry. Jiang's father watched his retreating figure in silence for a long time before picking up his teacup and taking a sip.

……

"Old Nie, there's something not clean around me."

That evening, Mr. Jiang knocked on Uncle Nie's door, carrying two bottles of wine.

Uncle Nie was forced to get out of bed and drank with him for a while, feeling utterly hopeless, before saying, "With the second wife pregnant, naturally someone will have designs on her."

Looking at him, Jiang's father's eyes showed a hint of grievance: "Old Nie, am I not showing obvious favoritism?"

Uncle Nie turned his face away, refusing to meet his gaze: "Don't do this stupid thing... He's the one who's stupid, okay?"

"Well, okay."

Mr. Jiang was satisfied and tilted his head back to drink the wine in his cup.

He immediately began to worry again: "What do you think will happen to the younger one in the future?"

Uncle Nie: "...?"

"You're asking me what to do about your child?"

Uncle Nie is a bit overwhelmed.

The thing he regrets most in his life is meeting Jiang Bingguo when he was in elementary school.

Back then, they didn't care who was rich or poor; they just felt they were kindred spirits and got together.

This one act of generosity... cost him half his life.

When Uncle Nie was a child, his family was poor. Jiang's father would often share half of his lunchbox with him. Later, Uncle Nie was a good student and was admitted to university, but he didn't have the money to study. It was Jiang's family who helped him.

Later, he started working for the Jiang family. Jiang's father trusted him, and he was capable enough to be second only to the head of the company. But when Jiang Zong was going to study at a university in Northeast China, he was worried about him, so he quit his job and left with Jiang Zong.

Of course, Uncle Nie wasn't just a driver in Shenyang. He was the one who took over the chemical plant that Lin Ting had asked about... But only the two of them knew this, and Uncle Nie still happily referred to himself as a driver.

Uncle Nie's head is throbbing, and he really wants to kick Mr. Jiang out.

"You couldn't control your lower body, and now you're worried?" Uncle Nie said with a hint of schadenfreude.

Mr. Jiang wiped his face, looking very distressed: "I drank too much that day, I have no idea what happened... Hey Lao Nie, do you think it's possible that this child isn't mine?"

Uncle Nie was shocked: "What are you expecting?"

Who would willingly put a green hat on their own head?

Jiang's father sighed deeply, then leaned back on Uncle Nie's bed, looking as if he was determined not to leave that night.

Seeing his expression, Uncle Nie remained silent for a moment before saying, "I've spoken with Miss Lin about this, and her perspective is quite interesting."

"Hmm?" Mr. Jiang sat up, his eyes full of anticipation. "What did Nannan say?"

“Miss Lin said that even if that child is a genius, by the time he grows up and joins the company, Xiao Zong will be almost forty... Oh, and there’s another sentence, ‘Their enemy is not Jiang Zong, but time.’”

After Uncle Nie finished speaking, he laughed and said, "You see, there's really no need to worry too much."

After pondering for a while, Mr. Jiang patted Uncle Nie's leg and said, "Old Nie, don't you think that our daughter is really talented? I've made a good apprentice, haven't I?"

Uncle Nie asked rather unkindly, "Has Miss Lin agreed to become your apprentice?"

"I...haven't asked yet..."

You'd better ask beforehand.

"She shouldn't disagree, right?"

"Not necessarily."

"..."

Mr. Jiang also felt that since this matter had been brewing for so long, it was time to ask about it.

So the next day, he found Lin Ting and extended an invitation to take him on as a disciple.

Lin pondered for three seconds and said, "Uncle Jiang, don't make our simple monetary transaction so complicated."

Jiang's father: "...?"

He...was rejected?