Chapter 39 The White House is Different
After agreeing to be a model for Bai Xin in the evening, Fu Liangxia took her books and left. She sat down in a well-lit place and began to concentrate on doing her homework. She seemed to be unaffected by the change of plan and continued to do her own thing.
She now has a fixed part-time job every night, and this body has developed the habit of going to bed early and getting up early, so she can only try to improve her efficiency and make use of all her time.
The school curriculum is relatively easy, and the math competition is not too difficult.
However, the project developed by Xu Yuan is already in the preparation stage. She is not confident in handing it over entirely to Fu's father, so she also has to take time to supervise it.
After all, Fu Group and Huiming Technology, with which they cooperate, are both leaders in the industry. Sandwiched between the two, the Fu family can only look up to these two peaks. If they are not careful, they will be doomed.
They have put their entire fortune into the gamble and cannot afford any mistakes.
Fu Liangxia also had another concern. She hadn't realized they weren't the only ones collaborating with the Fu family. If it were just the Fu family, it would be fine. At least they had a clear bottom line and wouldn't do anything that harmed others or benefited themselves. At most, there would be some disputes over interests and the right to speak.
However, Liang Huiming is a complete lunatic. He had just been rejected by Fu Langshu like that. Who knows if he would get angry and do something.
What's more, Fu Liangxia always felt that there was something wrong with the way Liang Huiming looked at them that day. That kind of smile that seemed to know everything... Could it be that he discovered something?
Thinking of this, her heart trembled.
No, if that was what she thought, she had to prepare for both scenarios. After all, Liang Huiming was interested in Fu Langshu, and while he might find it amusing to be deceived by her, that wasn't necessarily the case for her, who had participated in the deception.
Fu Liangxia tightened her grip on the pen, wrote a date on the notebook, and circled it.
She must seize this exchange meeting, at least not let the Fu family become the one that can be easily discarded in this capital game.
Thinking of capital, Fu Liangxia suddenly remembered the stocks he'd bought two weeks prior. Unlike those who had been reborn, who had the opportunity to know which stocks would surge in the future, having traveled to this completely fictional world, Fu Liangxia hadn't originally thought that he would have any significant foresight advantage.
To be honest, she was lucky to discover Xu Yuan.
However, perhaps it was God's compensation for her transmigrating into a book, but one morning, when she went to the first floor as usual to listen to the morning news, she saw the TV in the middle of the hall suddenly freeze, and an urgent news item was interrupted -
Due to the death of the then Prime Minister, the political election originally scheduled for the end of December was brought forward to mid-October, and all eligible voters were able to vote.
Of course, this kind of activity where only the upper class is qualified to decide the direction of votes has nothing to do with Fu Liangxia. At most, she can only watch the advertisements made by sponsors for candidates on TV... if she is really just an ordinary native of the original book.
However, Fu Liangxia is not like that. She has the memory of this novel world and knows that the future ruling power will soon fall into the hands of the Cheng family, and the stocks of the sponsors behind him will also rise accordingly.
However, Cheng Xiaobo, the current head of the Cheng family, is not an unpopular candidate. Anyone with a little bit of common sense would choose to buy at this time.
After all, no matter how small a fly is, it is still meat.
But Fu Liangxia didn't care about this little bit of cheap stuff. She wanted to make a big profit.
She doesn't buy long, she's bearish.
Of course, she is not going to buy the stock of the sponsor behind the Cheng family because of a drop in price. On the contrary, she wants to short the stock of Zhongcheng Steel, the sponsor behind the most popular candidate.
As for why Fu Liangxia was so confident, it was simple. She remembered that Cheng Xingzhou's father in the original book was extremely domineering and would do anything to achieve his goals, even resorting to dirty means. This was how Cheng Xingzhou developed into someone who kept all his emotions to himself and dared not express them.
So how does such a person deal with his biggest competitor? The answer is obvious.
Fu Liangxia remembered that in the original book, shortly after the campaign began, Zhongcheng Steel was embroiled in a scandal, sending its stock price plummeting. Then, unable to pay the paparazzi for their private photos, the candidate was exposed for sexually assaulting a young child, and everyone immediately condemned him.
At this time, the candidate was at the peak of his popularity. Zhongcheng Steel hit the daily limit for three consecutive days. During these three days, Fu Liangxia had been diligently shorting the stock. Later, due to insufficient funds, he even borrowed a small sum of money from the bank.
Fu's father didn't know what she did with the money, but since the amount was not much, he just thought she was bullish like everyone else and wanted to make a small profit of ten thousand or eight thousand, so he let her do it.
Anyway, my daughter knows what she is doing and will never do anything too outrageous.
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Flashing back to the present, Fu Liangxia saw a news item with three exclamation marks pop up on her phone. Looking closely, she saw that Zhongcheng Steel had been accused of exploiting workers' rest time, resulting in numerous deaths from overwork within a year. The mine had also suffered two consecutive accidents due to irregular operations, resulting in heavy casualties.
You have to understand that even though the chaebols rule the world, that doesn't mean the people at the bottom have no means of resistance. At Zhongcheng Steel's headquarters, there were demonstrations, saying that the chaebols didn't treat them as human beings. Meanwhile, many stockholders, sensing the situation, began selling their shares.
However, it is still stable at present. Firstly, the size of scattered shares is not large, so even if they are sold off, the impact on the stock price will not be too great. Secondly, the shareholders of Zhongcheng Steel have taken action and started to purchase a large number of scattered shares to pull up the stock price.
As a result, there is not much fluctuation between the current price and the opening price.
However, Fu Liangxia was not anxious. She knew clearly that this whitewashing was just a performance indicator and would not solve the root cause. The power of the working class was far greater than the capitalists imagined. Moreover, they had political enemies.
Fu Liangxia could only see the crumbling building from the winding roads before him.
However, when one building falls, a new one will rise.
Steel, the Fu family is also involved.
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The Bai family is located in Queens, only two manors and one street away from the Fu Mansion.
After seeing the Fu Mansion, Fu Liangxia initially thought her heart had turned cold, like a RT-Mart that had been slaughtering fish for thirty years. However, upon seeing the Bai Mansion, she finally understood the heritage of a wealthy family. If the Fu Mansion was modern and filled with smart home features, then the Bai Mansion was the epitome of elegance.
It doesn't get dark early in early autumn. At this time, purple and pink clouds are covering the sky and white birds are flying by during the day. Dim lights are on on both sides of the courtyard, casting a faint halo on the walls of the main house.
According to Bai Yan, their parents were still on a business trip, and now they were the only two owners in the mansion, which made Fu Liangxia breathe a sigh of relief.
It’s not that she has social anxiety, but with her current status, she can’t have an equal dialogue with them, so it’s better not to meet them.
Unlike Fu Zhai, which hires hourly workers, Bai Zhai is more old-fashioned and employs live-in nannies and drivers.
As soon as she entered the door, a middle-aged woman in an apron came out of the kitchen. Her eyes lingered on her curiously for two minutes, then she turned to look at Bai Yan and asked, "Where are we having dinner tonight? Or in the studio?"
Hearing this, Bai Xin turned around and asked Fu Liangxia for her opinion: "Do you mind?"
She shook her head. A worker should have a worker's attitude. It didn't matter where she ate. Besides, the thought of sitting at the same table with Bai Xin and Bai Yan and having a proper meal together made her feel a little strange.
The aunt's eyes looked a little strange, as if she was surprised that Bai Xin would ask for her opinion.
Since the guests didn't mind, the aunt nodded and left. She would serve the meal later. There was also a small reception table in the studio, which would not seem too rude and would create a relaxed atmosphere.
The three of them went up first.
Bai Xin walked in front, even his back was filled with the eagerness to rush into the studio. Fu Liangxia followed behind, slowly looking around, seeming a little nonchalant.
Bai Yan followed behind, and although he was two steps lower, his line of sight was almost level with her head. He could see the girl's soft and flowing hair swaying gently as she walked, reflecting a beautiful luster under the light.
One can imagine how charming it would be to wear sparkling gems among such black hair.
Unfortunately, he hadn't had any strong inspiration yet, and perhaps needed a little more stimulation. Compared to this, Bai Xin seemed very lucky.
"Please sit anywhere." Bai Xin walked around the long spiral staircase and entered the door opposite. He expertly took a large porcelain coffee cup from the cabinet and fiddled with the coffee machine for a moment. Then he took a sip and, as if coming back to life, gestured towards the sofa inside.
"good."
Fu Liangxia's gaze slid across the giant coffee cup at his fingertips, scanning his eyes that seemed to be forever asleep. She couldn't help but ask, "Don't you never go to class? Why are you still like this?"
She didn't see him in the compulsory class in the morning. According to the description in the original book, he must have hidden in a corner and slept.
"Yeah, because I couldn't sleep at night." Bai Xin brushed off the topic, tilted his head back, and drank the liquid in the cup clean. "If you want to drink, ask Bai Yan to pour it for you."
Fu Liangxia shook her head and declined. She was intolerant to caffeine and was afraid that her heart rate would be too high, so she had to be taken to the hospital directly.
"Okay then," Bai Xin nodded casually, pulled out a piece of drawing paper from the corner, and fixed it on the drawing board. "You can sit or lie down wherever you feel comfortable, but it's best not to make too big changes. And then-"
"Look at me."
Fu Liangxia had never been a painting model, but the requirements sounded quite broad, and with a high salary, it was a truly excellent part-time job. Even without considering the Fu family's cooperation, it was already a far better option than tutoring for Fu Haoyao.
She was lost in thought and lay down on the sofa as she was told. Her black silky hair fell on the back of the sofa and spread around her slender neck, adding a touch of bold color to her flawless white skin.
"I heard you had some inspiration again. I came to take a look."
A noisy sound came from the door, accompanied by the aunt's embarrassed voice, "Young Master Fu, the second young master is painting..." Fu Liangxia tilted her head slightly, and a few strands of hair fell with her movement, and then she saw Fu Haoyao squeezing in from the door.
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