Xia Changlong thought for a moment, realizing he couldn't let Yang Yajing's gambling money go to waste, so he immediately sent her another text message: "Where am I going to make money after I've cleared my positions?"

Yang Yajing found it amusing that a big-shot investor like him needed to ask her for advice. However, she didn't leave Xia Changlong hanging and replied directly.

"Those two Hong Kong stocks are still worth considering. Also, one of those stocks is already listed in Jinzhou. You can choose to hold half of your portfolio after June. You should keep some cash on hand for short-term trading, right?"

These stocks were originally Xia Changlong's investment focus after the shareholders' meeting, so it's not surprising that he invested in some.

That was what he originally thought too; sending Yang Yajing a text message was just a test to see what she was thinking.

Of course, in addition to investing, he would also visit developers in emerging industries to study which companies had the potential to rival their international counterparts.

Sure enough, right after May Day, a wave of negative news hit.

This wave of large-cap stocks hitting their daily limit down triggered a sharp drop in the stock market across many related industries. Many ordinary investors were trapped, and numerous investment companies faced financial difficulties.

Only Yang Yajing and her friends, along with the Xia family conglomerate, leisurely stayed put, "counting their money."

While buying two Hong Kong stocks in the internet information sector, Xia Changlong also kept an eye on this sector in Jinshi, flipping through the information on these emerging companies.

But as he scrolled through the messages, he took out his personal phone and looked through the messages from that period of time. Then he saw the account that Yang Yajing had sent him.

"I've transferred the bet to you, remember to pay the tax!" After transferring the money as agreed, he felt uneasy if he didn't say something, so he sent another text message.

After sending the message, he kept staring at his phone, waiting for Yang Yajing's reply.

But the message seemed to have vanished without a trace; the phone remained silent for a long time.

Secretary Huang stole glances at Xia Changlong several times, wondering whose messages had made her boss check his phone so much lately. Her gossipy nature was itching!