Fan Qi was deeply fond of a powerful figure from a Hong Kong novel—a man whose turbulent early life had shaped him into someone irresistibly charismatic.
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Seeing Fan Qi's indifferent reaction, Feng Xueming continued to show his courtesy: "Ms. Fan, I heard from Yazhe that your first move was a stroke of genius? You bought on Thursday and sold on Friday, and made 50% profit?"
As soon as she said this, everyone looked at her, especially her agent, whose eyes lit up.
Aile Electronics rose another cent on Friday. Fan Qi has already made three points on this stock, which is a good start for her. This kind of stock is bound to have twists and turns at the beginning, and there will be adjustments in the future. It is better to lock in the profits first. Fan Qi asked Liao Yazhe to help her run.
"It's just luck. It's like gambling. People who have just started gambling will always win a few times." Fan Qi attributed it all to luck. She thought her performance was very obvious and didn't want to talk about this topic.
Feng Xueming continued to praise: "I heard from Yazhe that you are going to take the stock brokerage exam and participate in the stock brokerage competition in August."
This Liao Yazhe is really a big mouth. She tells Feng Xueming everything and even hypocritically reminds herself that Feng Xueming wants to pursue her.
"Let's take the test. If I pass, I can participate in this program. A small star changes career to become a stock broker. This is a gimmick." Fan Qi said, she pronounced "gimmick" in Shanghai dialect, and she got stuck there, "A gimmick is..."
"Gimmick." Feng Xueming chuckled and read it out in Shanghainese, and continued in Cantonese, "Cantonese also has this expression, which means to attract people's attention.
Fan Qi picked up a piece and ate it: "It's delicious."
Feng Xueming returned to Mr. Tang’s program: “Don’t call it a gimmick. Yazhe also said that Mr. Liao would personally guide you, and Mr. Liao has been personally guiding Yazhe in the past two years.”
"It's also for the development of Yaohua. If an actress who used to shoot erotic films suddenly became a stockbroker wearing a red vest and a disciple of a stock market whiz, wouldn't that be scary? At this time, if we find newspapers, radio stations, and TV stations to create topics, it will definitely be a big hit."
"If you can win the stock market, it will be even more popular."
Fan Qi changed the subject: "Don't talk about me, let's talk about this competition. With the influence of Mr. Tang and Mr. Liao, this competition should be very interesting. Why don't you contact Mr. Tang through Mr. Liao to see if he can sponsor this column. Let Mr. Tang read before the opening of each episode, 'This program is exclusively sponsored by WO...'"
Fan Qi read out the sponsorship words from the TV in his previous life: "If I'm lucky, I can pass the test and get a license. Combined with today's advertisement, the effect should be very good."
Feng Xueming raised his glass: "Good idea."
Fan Qi clinked glasses with him, and Feng Xueming took a sip of orange juice: "If Miss Fan were to do business, she would probably be a good hand at it."
"When we were in primary school, we learned a text called "The Little Monkey Goes Down the Mountain". The little monkey went down the mountain and saw corn. It broke the corn, then saw peaches, so it threw away the corn to pick peaches. It saw watermelons... Finally, it saw a little rabbit, so it threw away the watermelon and chased the rabbit. It didn't catch the rabbit and went home empty-handed. I have already given up acting and switched to stock trading. Do I have to give up stock trading as well?"
Feng Xueming laughed out loud: "Ms. Fan, I really didn't expect you to be so funny."
After dinner, Feng Xueming suggested taking everyone to a bar in Central to have some fun.
"You guys go ahead! I don't drink, and bars are too noisy. I don't know if I can pass the test, but I have to try my best." Fan Qi said to Miss Wang, "Miss Wang, please help me get a taxi."
Miss Wang stood up and Feng Xueming called her. He turned to Fan Qi and said, "It's so late. It's not safe to take a taxi. I'll take you home!"
"Yes! Fan Qi, you are so beautiful. It is really unsafe to take a taxi at night. Earlier this year, a taxi driver strangled a female passenger on Jaffe Road in Wan Chai." The agent said to Fan Qi.
In her previous life, Shanghai had very good security. Even if she had heard of such things, they seemed very far away to Fan Qi. However, in the original owner's memory, the security in the port city was not very good at that time. In addition, when she took the elevator that day, she was dressed a little sexier and some middle-aged greasy man stared at her with lustful eyes. Fan Qi could not refuse, after all, Feng Xueming still had to maintain his demeanor and manners.
"It's troublesome."
After Feng Xueming asked Miss Wang to arrange for everyone to go to the bar for a drink, he took Fan Qi into the Lamborghini and drove out of the club.
Fan Qi is sociable but doesn't like it. She didn't want to socialize with the man who had feelings for her and hardly spoke in the car. Feng Xueming couldn't figure out Fan Qi's approach. If she were any other woman, she would have gone to a jewelry store or counter, bought jewelry and bags, and then checked into a hotel and booked a room.
Feng Xueming never thought that he would have to find a topic to talk about when dating a woman. At the traffic light, he looked at Fan Qi's profile. There was a different smell under the street light. He said, "Sports cars are actually not very affordable. In a city like Hong Kong, where transportation is not very convenient, it is difficult to show the superior performance."
Is this guy trying to show off his car? Fan Qi decided to be a girl who knows what's going on: "Indeed, it's noisy, the chassis is low, there are only two seats, and it's a bit oppressive with the convertible top closed. With the convertible top open, the wind is strong, and if you drive faster, it gives you a headache."
Feng Xueming turned to look at her, and the expression on Fan Qi's face was very sincere.
These words really came from her soul. When she became rich, she bought a Lamborghini Avenida just because she liked its cool appearance. However, when she used it in daily life, it was really inconvenient to use everywhere. In the end, she bought it for more than 7 million and sold it for more than 3 million. It was really her biggest loss.