stjorthotic Chapter 25: My Parents' Little Secret, A Dramatic Investment Turnaround [Please add to your fav
Chapter 25: My Parents' Little Secret, A Dramatic Investment Turnaround [Please add to your fav
"How did you know...?"
Lin Bei's mother's voice was noticeably weaker, and she sounded somewhat guilty.
He felt that this matter had been well hidden, but it was suddenly exposed, and he was caught off guard.
"I'm an adult, but I'm still a three-year-old." Lin Bei flicked the ash from his cigarette.
Actually, in his previous life, Lin Bei's parents complained to him after returning from a trip that his father ate at a buffet on a cruise ship until he threw up.
Lin Bei could understand his parents. During his high school years, they were always busy making money and taking care of him, and they basically didn't have time to travel or rest.
Now that he has finally graduated from high school, his parents finally have the opportunity to go on a trip to relax.
"Mom," Lin Bei took another puff of his cigarette, "Since you're out having fun, then enjoy yourselves without any worries."
"I understand you, so don't feel guilty. Remember to have fun."
My mother smiled with satisfaction: "My son has grown up and knows how to understand his parents now."
She seemed about to say something more, but her father took the phone: "You brat, what are you saying!"
"What cruise ship? Do you think I'm the kind of person who goes on vacation with travel allowances?"
Lin Bei: "I didn't say anything. You guys have fun outside, don't worry about me."
"When you come back, don't forget to bring me a souvenir."
"Alright, we'll remember." Dad didn't say anything more and hung up the phone.
Lin Bei smiled as he looked at his phone and casually stuffed it back into his pocket.
In my previous life, I was so engrossed in my work that I only went home once a year and rarely contacted my parents.
Sometimes, people only learn to cherish something after they've lost it.
Now that his parents are alive and well, and Qingmei is also safe, his path to making money has begun to improve.
This feels so good!
Lin Bei had only taken a few steps when his phone started vibrating again.
He looked at the visitor and pressed the answer button.
"Old Gao, are you awake?"
Old Gao's voice came from the other end of the phone, "Just woke up, about to get something to eat?"
"Have you registered for your driver's license yet? I've already talked to my uncle, and he'll give you an insider price."
Lin Bei nodded: "It's been quoted, and the price is half off."
"That's more like it." Old Gao said, chewing something in his mouth.
"Thanks this time. I'll treat you to a drink when I have time later."
Old Gao disagreed: "We're buddies, I'll definitely help with this little thing."
"But you still have a long holiday ahead of you. Besides practicing driving, what else do you plan to do?"
"Find a way to make money." Lin Bei answered without hesitation, "By the way, I've found a way to make money. Do you want to try it? I guarantee you won't lose money."
"Make money?" There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone before a reply came: "You're not thinking of making money by setting up a street stall, are you?"
"That idea is feasible, but there's no cheap source of goods."
"If you know someone at the factory and can get goods at a price even lower than the factory price, you can make a small profit."
"Earning a few thousand yuan for living expenses during the two-month summer vacation shouldn't be a problem."
Upon hearing Lao Gao's words, Lin Bei suddenly realized something.
Yup!
How could he forget about online shopping?
In 08, Taobao had not yet become a sensation; it was in a period of continuous development.
In his past life, he knew several people who started their businesses around this time, running Taobao stores and later reaping the benefits.
Buying a house is only a short-term investment; if you're looking at long-term development, an online store is definitely the best choice.
After a moment of silence, Lin Bei finally spoke: "I'm not talking about setting up a street stall, but about buying warrants."
"If you trust me, take out your pocket money and quickly buy warrants for 'China Southern Airlines XX' and bet on a price increase."
"Just ignore the rest and wait to make money."
"Warrants for 'China Southern Airlines XX'?" Old Gao was clearly taken aback. "Isn't that already obsolete? It's been plummeting lately; buying it would definitely result in a loss."
"Old Lin, you haven't been scammed, have you? Don't buy this warrant, whoever does will lose money."
"See for yourself. I've already told you how to make money." Lin Bei didn't explain further, hung up the phone, and continued walking forward.
Not long after.
As darkness fell, Lin Bei returned to his residential compound.
He walked to his front door, took out his key, and opened it.
When the living room lights are turned on, they completely illuminate the previously dark space.
Lin Bei changed into slippers, rummaged through the refrigerator for a packet of noodles, and went to the kitchen to start cooking.
Once the water boiled, he put the noodles in and added a poached egg, thus easily finishing his dinner.
After dinner, Lin Bei returned to his bedroom, took off his clothes, lay down on the bed, and closed his eyes.
After a busy day, I can finally rest.
……
The next morning.
Warm sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains of the villa's bedroom, falling on Su Qianqian's face.
"Beep beep beep..."
She rolled over in bed and reached out to turn off the alarm on the electronic alarm clock on the bedside table.
Su Qianqian opened her eyes and saw the time on the alarm clock, which showed 7:40 a.m.
He sat up and rubbed his eyes.
Last night, my husband and I chatted on QQ until almost 1:30 a.m.
He told a joke about a driving school, saying that someone was practicing driving and stepped on the brake instead of the accelerator, almost making the instructor jump out of the car.
Su Qianqian laughed so hard that she was hunched over the keyboard, unable to straighten up, and three lines of gibberish automatically appeared in her mind and were sent out.
Su Qianqian put on her slippers and went into the bathroom.
There were three bottles of skincare products on the washstand. She squeezed them into her palm in order and gently patted them onto her face.
The girl in the mirror looked much more energetic than usual, with fair and smooth skin, full of collagen.
Although I didn't sleep much last night, I was in a great mood.
After Su Qianqian came out of the bathroom, she didn't change into her pajamas. Instead, she went straight to her desk and pressed the power button on the computer.
She took advantage of the time when filming started to tie her hair into a bun.
As soon as the computer was turned on, a pop-up window from the antivirus software appeared, indicating how many seconds it would take for the system to boot up.
Then the online banking login page popped up automatically.
Su Qianqian entered her password and clicked to enter the securities trading page.
Scroll down the mouse wheel.
Immediately afterwards, she froze.
On the next page, in the "Position Profit/Loss" section, where negative values should be displayed, the numbers are jumping in red.
She rubbed her eyes, leaned closer to the screen, and saw the name clearly.
Warrants for "China Southern Airlines XX"!
Su Qianqian frowned slightly.
From yesterday's closing to this morning's opening, this warrant, which my father called "a stagnant pool," "unlikely to rise," and "a loser for anyone who buys it," has been performing poorly.
Today, without any warning, I suddenly had diarrhea.
It's not a fraction of a point; it's a real, solid rise driven by a single bullish candlestick.
Su Qianqian stared at the screen for a full half minute.
The warrant my husband mentioned went up in price?
The warrants that she and her father both looked down on actually went up in price!