Wen Xi sat by Zhao Qing's bedside. Sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains, dappling her face and adding a touch of gentle color to the quiet afternoon.

Zhao Qing's voice was soft and delicate, like a spring drizzle nourishing a parched heart, each word quietly stirring ripples in Wenxi's heart.

They were best friends who had grown up together since childhood, sharing countless laughs and tears, but today Zhao Qing's words carried an unprecedented intimacy and privacy, causing Wen Xi's little face to gradually turn blush.

"Do you know, Wenxi, last night..." Zhao Qing's voice was so low it was almost a murmur, her eyes sparkling with the shyness and longing unique to a young girl.

These words were both new and slightly embarrassing for Wen Xi, because she had never been so close to such a private topic before, and she never imagined that Zhao Qing, who was usually so carefree and always full of laughs, had such a delicate emotional world hidden deep inside.

As Zhao Qing continued to speak, Wen Xi's cheeks grew increasingly hot, as if a fire was burning inside her, making her ears turn bright red and even her fingertips tremble slightly.

She tried to maintain a calm exterior, but her heart was churning like a turbulent sea.

Every word Zhao Qing said was like a pebble thrown into Wenxi's heart lake, creating ripples that made her feel shy, curious, and a little excited.

"Oh dear, I'm not going to talk about it anymore. I'm embarrassed to have said all this." Zhao Qing suddenly stopped, her eyes filled with apology, as if she realized that she had inadvertently opened Pandora's box, releasing too many secrets that shouldn't have been shared at this moment.

Seeing this, Wen Xi quickly made an excuse: "It's okay, it's okay, Qing'er, you should rest well. I... I suddenly remembered that I have some urgent business to attend to at the company, so I have to go first."

When she said this, Wen Xi's voice was barely audible, her eyes flickering, and she dared not look directly into Zhao Qing's eyes, afraid that the blush on her face would be clearly seen.

She stood up hastily, her steps slightly hurried, as if fleeing a dream that was both warm and disorienting.

The moment the door closed gently, Wenxi's heartbeat gradually calmed down, but the shyness and fluster emanating from within made her even more charming, like a newly blooming flower, fresh and delicate with the morning dew.

On her way back to the company, Wenxi's ears were still burning. She unconsciously fanned them gently with her hand, trying to dispel the inexplicable heat.

In her mind, Zhao Qing's words played like a movie replay, repeating over and over again, making her feel both shy and moved.

Details, every single detail, I've told you all. No wonder my best friend's first sentence was that she finally understood why she was with that man. She finally realized it, didn't she?

Now you know you were wrong, right? And you're just as terrified as I am now.

This young master Du did do a good thing, otherwise we wouldn't have had this opportunity.

The moment Wen Xi stepped into the company, an unusually tense atmosphere filled the air.

She strode swiftly through the bustling trading hall, each step firm and powerful, as if declaring to those around her that she was ready to face any challenge.

Today, the market's focus is undoubtedly on the Hong Kong Hang Seng Index, where a battle concerning financial stability and market confidence is quietly unfolding.

Upon entering her office, Wen Xi was immediately drawn to the sea of ​​data on the screen.

The Hang Seng Index numbers, like leaping musical notes, constantly fluctuate, telling the story of today's ever-changing market.

Her eyes scanned the screen quickly, and she had already formed a preliminary assessment of the situation.

Amid recent turmoil in the international economic situation, Hong Kong's stock market, as an international financial center, has become a major battleground for various forces vying for power.

Today, however, it is an unprecedented battle, as several new short-selling forces have joined the fray, attempting to reap huge profits from market volatility.

Wenxi knew that this battle was not just about money, but also about financial security and market stability.

Therefore, she had already shifted her stance from shorting to going long, determined to contribute to the stability of the market.

She quickly opened the trading system to check the status of the funds she managed and found that all funds had been fully leveraged and were being invested in this battle between bulls and bears.

On the screen, transaction data flooded in like a tide, and every price fluctuation tugged at Wenxi's heartstrings.

She noted that although the short-selling forces were exceptionally strong after the market opened today, the long-buying funds did not back down; instead, they bought even more firmly.

She understood that this was backed by national power. To maintain the stability of the financial market, the mainland had already utilized a large amount of foreign exchange reserves, providing a solid backing for bullish funds.

However, the battle in the market is far from over. The short sellers seem unwilling to give up easily, continuing to dump stocks in an attempt to drive down the price of the Hang Seng Index.

However, buying funds surged in like a tidal wave. No matter how many shares the short sellers dumped, the buying funds bought them without hesitation, as if declaring to the world that they would never allow the market's stability to be threatened.

During this fierce competition, Wenxi noticed a noteworthy detail.

That is, it seems that bullish funds intend to stabilize the Hang Seng Index at the key level of 7,000 points.

Whenever the price falls below this point, bullish funds will buy without hesitation, as if sending a clear signal to the market: 7,000 points is the bottom line of the market, and any attempt to disrupt market stability will be met with a strong counterattack.

A feeling of admiration welled up in Wenxi's heart.

Time passed slowly, and the market fluctuations gradually stabilized.

Looking at the Hang Seng Index numbers on the screen, Wen Xi felt an indescribable sense of accomplishment.

At this point, doing too much would be disruptive and could even worsen the situation.

Wen Xi was surprised to discover that the Shen family's funds were shorting the market. It seemed they were trying to fish in troubled waters, but it appears they haven't succeeded.

The two were best friends, but they fell out because of this.

Wenxi has no plans to go to Hong Kong and won't be going there anytime soon.

Let's wait until things stabilize before making any decisions; for now, we should stay in the country.

The funds are still quite safe. That man is thinking more than I am.

Actually, no matter what, I won't lose money, because I earn transaction fees and interest, not points.

If you lose too much, they will force you to liquidate your position; you won't lose money.

This is the advantage of underground banks. However, this advantage doesn't seem to be expanding infinitely now, because Wenxi discovered that others are actually earning more than him.