Chapter 54 The Fifty-Fourth Day of Not Running Away The Fifty-Fourth Day of Not Running Away...

Chapter 54 The Fifty-Fourth Day of Not Running Away The Fifty-Fourth Day of Not Running Away...

It fell.

It really fell.

The computer screen was all green.

Everyone watched helplessly as the stock price plummeted from 2300 to 2200 in less than half an hour.

Despite the dead of winter, everyone at the Shanghai Stock Exchange was sweating profusely.

"Don't panic, don't panic. It's normal for the price to drop right after the opening, but it will go up again later." Jiang Zihan looked in the direction of the voice and saw that the speaker was her uncle, Jiang Changwen.

Jiang Changwen was covered in sweat, but he still told everyone not to panic.

His daughter chimed in, "That's right. This vacuum energy level has dropped before, everyone's been through it. But so what if it dropped? It just rose again recently, didn't it? And it rose even higher than before."

After hearing what Jiang Changwen and his daughter said, everyone thought about it and felt that it made some sense.

Wen Chan and her group all came out.

Boss Ye looked at Wen Chan and asked, "Girl, did you hear what those two said just now?"

Wen Chan said, "I heard you. What's wrong? You want to buy it?"

Mr. Ye quickly waved his hand: "No, no, I just wanted to ask if there's any possibility that the price will rise again."

Wen Chan chuckled, "Brother Ye, let me ask you, if a chicken is fattened up and someone cuts off its meat, do you think the chicken can ever get fat again?"

Mr. Ye said, "Of course not. If the chicken meat is cut off, how can the chicken live? It will definitely die."

Wen Chan said, "That's exactly the point. There haven't been any positive news for vacuum electricity in the past month. The fact that it's risen is entirely due to someone setting a trap. We're just going along with it and making a quick buck. If they don't come looking for us, we won't come looking for them either. Do you really expect them to be stupid enough to come back and save this dead chicken?"

After hearing Wen Chan's words, Boss Ye finally gave up completely.

Turning back, Zhao Dan said to him, "What's wrong? Didn't I tell you not to buy? Don't buy! Don't think that stock trading is just about buying low and selling high. We don't have Wen Chan's brains and background, so let's not mess around. We might end up losing more money than we make. Besides, we've already made quite a bit of money. Think about it, it took us so many years to earn that million after we came to Shenzhen. Now we've made over two hundred million in one go. That's enough. Be content."

Zhao Dan plopped down on the sofa, the jade bracelet on her wrist translucent and emerald green. She looked around and said to Boss Ye, "Think about it, could we live like this on our own? We can stay in this hotel from now on without feeling the pinch. With over three million in the bank, just earning interest, oh my, our children won't have to worry about the future."

Zhao Dan became increasingly delighted as she thought about it, and Boss Ye's face also showed joy.

Meanwhile.

Wen Chan gave Jiang Zihan a day off so she could go home.

There's nothing much going on these next few days anyway.

"Why are you back?" Jiang's mother was having dinner at home when she saw Jiang Zihan return. She was startled and quickly reached out to take the snacks and milk powder that Jiang Zihan was carrying.

Jiang Zihan said, "Miss Wen gave me a leave of absence, so I came back."

Just as the eldest sister-in-law was about to get up, Jiang Zihan's older sister, Jiang Ziling, went to get the bowls and chopsticks. "Little sister, you haven't eaten yet, have you? I'll serve you some rice. Tonight, Mom made fried ribbonfish. Isn't that your favorite? You're really lucky to have this."

Jiang Zihan smiled and sweetly said, "Thank you, Second Sister."

The eldest sister-in-law quickly gave the two children a meaningful look, urging them to call her "little sister-in-law."

Although Jiang Zihan wasn't familiar with the children, they developed a bond over the New Year. She pulled out a bag of chocolates from the gifts she brought, saying, "These are snacks I brought for you."

"Why are you buying things for the children again?" Jiang's mother scolded playfully. "We have plenty of snacks at home."

"Grandma, we've already finished all our chocolates," granddaughter Jiang Si protested. "You even took a lot of them out to give away."

Father Jiang said, "If we don't give them a gift, how can they agree to help us find a house?"

He took a sip of Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor), smacked his lips, and finally smiled after a month. "Zihan, you're back just in time. We've found a place to live."

Jiang Ziling brought over a bowl of rice for Jiang Zihan.

Jiang Zihan took the bowl, took a bite, and then asked, "So soon, where is the new house you've been looking at?"

Mr. Jiang said, "Your mother and I have already discussed it. We'll exchange this house for another one, and with a little more money, we'll move to the Huaihai Road area."

"Huaihai Road?" Jiang Zihan was startled.

Huaihai Road is the most developed area in Shanghai, you could say it's the most exclusive area. Can ordinary people afford houses in that area?

"Dad, Mom, you haven't been scammed, have you? Those houses there could easily buy ten or more of the ones we have here. We can't afford that."

“We can afford it. Your mother and I have saved up some money over the years. This house is discounted by 2,000, and we’ll contribute 20,000. Plus, you’ve contributed a lot of money to the family since you came back this time. That house is selling for 30,000. Our family can chip in and everyone can contribute some money. That’s enough to buy it,” said Mr. Jiang.

Jiang Zihan made over nine thousand yuan from stock trading this time. If she took out all of that money, she could almost raise the full amount.

Jiang Zixiao and his wife exchanged a glance.

The eldest sister-in-law said, "Dad, you know about Zixiao and my situation. We have two children, and we've saved over a thousand yuan. If you need it, we'll give it to you."

Jiang Ziling and her husband exchanged a glance but remained silent.

Jiang's mother looked at Zhang Chunpeng: "Little Zhang, what do you all say?"

Zhang Chunpeng exclaimed awkwardly, "Mom, don't you know? Your daughter is in charge of everything in our family, and all my money is in Ziling's hands."

Jiang's father looked at Jiang Ziling.

Jiang Ziling looked troubled. "Dad, Mom, it's not that we don't want to give it, but if we give the money, who will own the house?"

"Whom do you want it to belong to?" Father Jiang asked, his face darkening.

Jiang Ziling said, "Since we paid for it, we should get a share too."

“If you can come up with more than ten thousand, then it’s no problem to count it as your share,” Mr. Jiang said directly.

Jiang Ziling's eyes widened: "More than ten thousand? How can we afford that? If we have that money, why don't we just buy it ourselves?"

“That’s it,” said Father Jiang. “I’ve never seen a daughter who, after getting married, still lives and eats at home with her husband.”

"Old man!" Jiang's mother shouted.

Father Jiang, his neck stiff and teeth clenched, said, "This is the only house we own. Your mother and I have worked hard our whole lives. Are we going to give money to someone else's children? Don't worry, if they really give us the money, we'll calculate it based on the amount they give. Zihan gave the family over five thousand before; we'll calculate that amount as one-sixth."

Jiang Zihan opened her mouth, holding her rice bowl, but didn't know what to say.

Jiang's mother quickly smoothed things over: "Let's eat, let's eat. There's no rush to buy a house. Zihan, eat more. Is your boss easy to get along with?"

Jiang Zihan held her rice bowl and nodded: "There are very few people in the workforce."

“You said you were investing in stocks, your boss must have made a lot of money this time,” Jiang Ziling said with a smile as she picked fish meat from Jiang Zihan’s fish. “Did you buy any?”

For some reason, at this moment, Jiang Zihan subconsciously shook her head, "I don't have much money on me, what's the point of buying anything? Besides, I don't know anything about those things."

"Oh, that's a real pity." A shadow crossed Jiang Ziling's face.

For some reason, Jiang Zihan was very happy when she returned home earlier. She liked seeing her family members wearing the clothes she bought and her nephews and nieces eating the snacks she bought. But now, what happened tonight made her heart feel heavy.

In the middle of the night, someone was selling wontons on the street.

Jiang Zihan wanted to eat, so she ran out, and her sister-in-law followed, saying she was going to buy some for the family, carrying a pot.

While waiting for the wontons to cook, the eldest sister-in-law said to Jiang Zihan, "Little sister, don't be fooled by your second sister about what happened at dinner."

"Huh?" Jiang Zihan was taken aback.

The eldest sister-in-law glanced at Jiang Zihan, then at the vendor who was bent over wrapping wontons, and pulled Jiang Zihan aside. "Do you really think your second sister and brother-in-law are broke?"

“They don’t work at the hotel, so how much money could they possibly have?” Jiang Zihan looked down and kicked a pebble on the ground with her boot.

The eldest sister-in-law sneered, "You underestimate them. Your second sister and brother-in-law have long since gone into business."

"Go into business?" Jiang Zihan exclaimed in surprise, "Where would they find the time to do business?"

The elder sister-in-law said, "They don't need the time. They work at the hotel. Every day there are so many tourists coming to Shanghai. They run errands for them, make connections, and even help people trade foreign exchange. They've already made a lot of money. I've heard that they can get at least this much for each foreign exchange transaction."

The older sister-in-law stretched out her hand and slapped him.

Jiang Zihan whispered, "Fifty yuan?"

“Yes.” The sister-in-law nodded emphatically. “Think about it, fifty yuan a time, and if they encounter a foreigner who is generous, they will even give a tip. In a year, the couple must have earned at least ten thousand yuan. Yet they still have the nerve to come back every day and squeeze in with us, and complain to our parents about being poor. I’ve figured it out, your sister and brother-in-law are shrewd.”

Jiang Zihan wasn't stupid; she knew, of course, that her sister-in-law was trying to sow discord, but she also knew that what her sister-in-law said was probably true.

My second older sister has been shrewd since she was a child. She knew how to earn money by helping others with their homework, and she even rented out her new clothes to earn two cents a day.

If my second sister and brother-in-law say they have no money, they're definitely lying.

The eldest sister-in-law said to Jiang Zihan, "Don't think our dad is biased. Back then, when your second sister married Zhang Chunpeng, no one agreed because the family was too poor and she was from out of town. But your second sister insisted. Now look what's happened! They don't have a house, they're reluctant to spend their own money, and they're eyeing our house. Let me be honest with you, our parents are very traditional, and so am I. They gave us the house because they're getting old. If your brother and I weren't filial to them, we wouldn't be human."

Jiang Zihan was in a state of turmoil after hearing her sister-in-law's words.

Jiang Zihan also knew that her sister-in-law was a woman of her word. Although her sister-in-law and mother had argued a lot, when it came to filial piety, her sister-in-law was truly outstanding.

Two days after returning home, Jiang Zihan's mood not only did not improve, but it got worse. In addition, she had become used to the quiet and leisurely atmosphere of the hotel, while here in the shantytown, there was noise all the time, no matter when.

The floorboards and stairs were so thin that you could hear everything from the floor below, not to mention the noise of people walking up and down. Even if the upstairs neighbor farted, you could hear it clearly downstairs.

Because of this, Wen Chan was startled when she saw Jiang Zihan, "Why are your dark circles so bad?"