This cleverly designed jacket, once featured in a magazine, unsurprisingly garnered tens of thousands of subscriptions.
Yu Ning and Yang Yajing had always split their profits 20/80. The more than two million yuan in sales over the past three weeks greatly boosted Yu Ning's confidence and made her trust Yang Yajing's judgment even more.
Yang Yajing, having received the money, continued to pour it into the stock market without hesitation. However, this behavior made Zhang Aijia somewhat worried.
She quietly asked Yang Guohua if it was possible to have that person from Hong Kong come over and give Yang Yajing some guidance.
Yang Guohua felt that it was indeed necessary, but he didn't want Yang Yajing to feel that they didn't trust her abilities, so they found a suitable opportunity—Yang Yajing's eighteenth birthday.
In January 1999, Yang Guohua told Yang Yajing that relatives from Hong Kong were coming to celebrate her coming of age and that she should not go out during the day.
Yang Yajing was already very curious about this relative who only sent gifts every year but never heard from or saw her, so she readily agreed.
Around noon, the bell at the shop entrance rang, and a middle-aged man stepped into the shop.
He was wrapped up tightly in a long woolen coat and a cashmere scarf, with a suit and leather shoes peeking out from the opening of the placket.
Yang Yajing, who was sitting by the window, looked up and saw a man whose face looked somewhat familiar, but she didn't know when she had seen him before, standing in front of the door.
"Good morning, sir! Are you here for coffee or to place an order?" Yang Yajing stood up to greet the customer after seeing her father go to the back room.
"You are...Ya Jing?" The man studied Yang Ya Jing for a while before recognizing her. "You've grown up so much?"
"Who are you? Ah! Could you be the uncle or relative who gives me gifts every year?" Yang Yajing suddenly realized.
"Uncle Gift?" The man paused. "Hahaha! It's definitely Uncle Gift! Happy birthday!"
"Thank you, Uncle!" Yang Yajing smiled and playfully asked, "What gift did you bring me this year?"
"Hahaha! You little rascal!" the man laughed kindly. "Yes! I have a big gift!"
Hearing someone coming from outside, Yang Guohua came out and greeted the visitor warmly, "Hey! Wenbin! Long time no see! You've gotten so chubby!"
"Hahaha! I got these from eating at banquets, I'm almost developing high blood pressure, high cholesterol, and high blood sugar! I'm ashamed!" The man named Wenbin gave Yang Guohua a warm hug as soon as he came up.
Sylvia Chang came out at this moment: "Brother Wenbin! Come in and sit down!"
"Uncle Gift, so your name is Wenbin?" Yang Yajing asked curiously.
"Yes! My surname is Xu, and my given name is Xu Wenbin," Xu Wenbin said. "Didn't your dad tell you that?"
"No, I didn't think to ask. It's just that your gift was too distracting," Yang Yajing said, her tone ambiguous.
But why does this name sound so familiar? Xu Wenbin… Xu Wenbin…
"Ah!" Yang Yajing suddenly exclaimed, "Uncle, your name is Xu Wenbin? Is it the same Xu Wenbin who is based in Hong Kong for the Xia family conglomerate?"
"Oh! Ya Jing even knows this?" Xu Wenbin laughed again. "I am indeed Xu Wenbin!"
"Dad! Why didn't you tell me that Xu Wenbin is a relative of ours? He's a big shot! A big shot!" Yang Yajing exclaimed, grabbing Yang Guohua in a state of shock.
"What do you mean 'old'? Your Uncle Xu is the same age as me!" Yang Guohua didn't understand Yang Yajing's trendy way of addressing Xu Wenbin.
"Big brother! Not old! The 'old' with the single-person radical!" Yang Yajing slapped her forehead and wrote a sentence in Cantonese, "Big brother! Big brother me!"
Yang Guohua couldn't understand Cantonese, so he turned to Xu Wenbin and asked what it meant.
Xu Wenbin, also a native of Jincheng, replied with a smile, "Ya Jing means I'm a 'model'!"
In Jincheng dialect, "mozi" means a very capable leader.
“That’s right! Wenbin, aren’t you a perfect match? That’s right, that’s right!” Yang Guohua also laughed heartily.
"Guohua, I heard you've been doing quite well these past few years!" Xu Wenbin sat down opposite Yang Yajing, and the four of them chatted around a small table.
Anyway, there's an auntie working at the shop, so I don't need to take care of things myself.
"It's quite good, all thanks to Ya Jing's quick wit! But compared to Wen Bin, you're far inferior!" Yang Guohua said modestly.
"It seems Ya Jing has great foresight! You've raised this child very well!" Xu Wenbin gave a thumbs up.
"Sigh! But I'm worried too!" Sylvia Chang mentioned Yang Yajing's recent new venture, "This girl wants to study finance at the University of Finance and Economics, and she's recently become obsessed with stock trading. She's throwing huge amounts of money into it!"
"Oh? Ya Jing likes finance?" Xu Wenbin's face showed a hint of surprise.
“Yes! We don’t know anything about this. Wenbin, you’re good at finance, why don’t you mentor this girl and show her the way? So that she doesn’t lose all her hard-earned money?” Zhang Aijia said half-jokingly.
"It's great that you like finance! You can build a great career in the future!" Xu Wenbin agreed with Yang Yajing's ambition. "How's your stock trading going?"
"Buy low! The Asian financial crisis is a perfect opportunity for me to buy in," Yang Yajing replied with a smile.
"Aren't you afraid the stocks you buy will be suspended from trading?" Xu Wenbin raised an eyebrow.
"Don't worry, they're all solid stocks, supported by macro-control policies, they'll eventually rebound!" Yang Yajing was very confident.
"What did you buy?" Xu Wenbin seemed very interested in this.
"It's all on the computer! Uncle, would you like to come with me for a tour and research? And maybe give me some inside information?" Yang Yajing blinked her mischievous big eyes.
"Oh! So you know how to ask for inside information now? Impressive!" Xu Wenbin naturally didn't object. He greeted the Yang couple and then followed Yang Yajing to her studio.
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