As soon as Pei Wenping stepped into the threshold of the reception hall, Chen Xiaolu and Chen Xiaochao in the crowd waved and cheered at her happily.
Pei Wenping looked over, gestured to speak in a lower voice, then quickened her pace and jogged towards the airport entrance.
When they arrived at the airport, Chen Xiaochao was the first to throw himself into her arms. Chen Xiaolu was a step slower. After pouting and feeling depressed for half a second, she tried to squeeze into Pei Wenping's arms regardless of anything else.
Pei Wenping happily hugged the two children together.
Chen Yi looked down at the bouquet in his arms, smiled helplessly, freed his other hand to pull up the suitcase that was also neglected like him, and reminded in a gentle voice: "There are too many people here, let's talk in the car."
Pei Wenping nodded, put her arms around the children's shoulders, one on each side, and walked towards the parking lot.
Chen Bo took two steps behind and looked at the affectionate mother and her two children, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.
…
It was already past midnight, but the streets were still brightly lit and bustling with traffic, and the city that never sleeps lived up to its reputation.
Chen Yi found a fried dough stick restaurant with a nice environment and took the mother and her two children to have a midnight snack.
While the twins went to the bathroom to wash their hands, Pei Wenping asked about Chen Yi's recent situation for the first time.
Just when Chen Yi was flattered, Pei Wenping changed the subject -
"The stock market has been booming these past two days. You must have made a lot of money, right?"
Only then did he realize that Pei Wenping was testing him.
She doesn't trust him.
This realization made him a little sad, but he couldn't blame anyone; it was all his own fault.
"I'm sorry to disappoint you. I've sold all my stocks. No matter how much they go up, I won't get any."
Pei Wenping snorted coldly: "From what you said, it seems that I am preventing you from making money?"
"I don't think so."
"I don't care what you think. I won't stop you if you insist on investing in stocks, but please don't let the children down."
Chen Yi didn't say anything, but took out a bank card from his pocket and handed it to her.
"What?"
"The money from selling the stocks is all in there. I'll give it to you for safekeeping."
Hearing him say this, Pei Wenping reached out and took the bank card.
"The password is your birthday plus your anniversary."
Pei Wenping rolled her eyes at him and said, "I won't touch this money. Just think of it as safekeeping for Xiaolu and Xiaochao. These things will all be theirs in the future anyway."
Chen Yi did not refute, but smiled and asked about her recent situation.
Pei Wenping responded in a disjointed manner, and ignored him after the children came back.
Chen Yi, who was left aside, played the role of "waiter", picking up food and pouring water for the mother and her two children.
The next day, Pei Wenping specifically asked Chen Yi to bring her ID card to the bank to transfer the money in the card to her personal account.
She and Chen Yi have already divorced, so even if Chen Yi really loses money from stock speculation in the future, the money can be preserved.
Although she was mentally prepared that this was not a small amount of money, Pei Wenping was still shocked for a second when she heard the teller report the balance on the card.
No wonder everyone is flocking to the stock market; it’s so easy to make money.
But as a senior financial person, she is well aware of one thing: high returns mean high risks. The way Chen Yi plays is like dancing on a tightrope.
…
Zhao family.
Shen Hongmei stood in front of the dining table, trimmed the fresh branches and put them into a crystal vase.
"Why didn't you go to class today?"
She covered her chest and turned her head, scolding Zhao Dafa who had walked behind her without her knowing, "Why are you walking so quietly?"
Zhao Dafa laughed, "You are too focused."
Shen Hongmei picked up the vase and showed it to him. "How about it? Doesn't it look good?"
"Well, it looks good. Don't you have a wine tasting class today?"
When I first signed up for the stock trading class, my intention was to learn and understand so that I wouldn't have a chance to speak during social events. But I didn't expect that I would actually make a lot of money.
"The teacher is busy today. Your breakfast is in the pot. Aunt Deng is warming it with hot water."
Zhao Dafa sat at the dining table, "Oh, I don't want to move, can you help me carry it?"
Shen Hongmei glared at him, put down the scissors and went to the kitchen.
Zhao Dafa smiled at her back, "Thank you, wife!"
After having breakfast as he wished, Zhao Dafa watched Shen Hongmei arranging flowers with great interest while chatting with her.
"If you have nothing else to do today, just come with me to the cocktail party."
"You men drink and talk about things, what can I do if I go there?"
"It's a private cocktail party. You can bring your family members. You can go there to broaden your horizons and expand your network of contacts."
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"I haven't done my hair yet, and I haven't prepared any clothes."
This is what I promised to do.
Zhao Dafa looked at the clock on the wall and said, "There's still time. Put on your makeup and change your clothes, then go out and wash your hair."
"Then don't blame me if you're late."
After saying that, he ran upstairs excitedly.
Zhao Dafa looked at her back and smiled.
…
There weren't many people at the party, and basically everyone knew each other. Men and women sat together, enjoying the food and chatting.
They are all business people, and the topics they talk about are nothing more than economy, current affairs, and investment.
The most popular investments at the moment are stock and futures trading.
The atmosphere at the party became lively when talking about stocks.
"Everyone here, the person I admire most is Mr. Chi. Whatever stock he buys, it will hit the daily limit. In just one year, his wealth has increased several times. I'm afraid he will soon become a billionaire, right?"
"Thank you very much, I was just lucky."
Although he was modest in words, he did not deny the speculation about his wealth, which must be pretty close to the truth.
Billionaire! For a moment, everyone looked at Mr. Chi with envy and admiration.
"If there's anyone I admire, Mr. Zhao is one of them."
Someone praised Zhao Dafa, "Among us, he was the last one to enter the stock market, and I helped him pick the first stock he bought. As a result, he has earned much more than I have in the stock market! It's really like teaching the apprentice only to starve the master to death."
The last self-deprecating remark caused everyone to laugh.
Zhao Dafa toasted the other party with a glass of wine before talking about his current situation, "Actually, I don't play much now."
Hearing him say this, everyone was naturally curious.
After all, the current stock market is hotter than the sun above our heads, and everyone is making a fortune. It is hard to understand why anyone would quit at this time.
Are you worried that the money is too much?
Zhao Dafa didn't want to say too much. In social situations, it was a taboo to talk too much with people you just met. He just used the excuse that he wanted to focus his energy back on his business.
When they learned that Zhao Dafa had sold the stocks a few days ago, everyone sighed and lamented.
…
After the cocktail party, the driver drove Zhao Dafa and Shen Hongmei home.
In the car, Shen Hongmei thought of everyone's ridicule of Zhao Dafa at the party, and felt indescribable.
"If you had sold those stocks two days later, you could have made at least an extra million or two."
Zhao Dafa was leaning back in his chair with his eyes closed. He didn't open his eyes when he heard Shen Hongmei's regret. Instead, he took her hand and said earnestly:
"Hongmei, be careful not to be greedy in the business world. People who are too greedy often end up badly." (End of this chapter)