Chapter 141: The Feeling of Being Monitored Is Unpleasant

After Chen Yang sent Zhang Chunhua back to the city government, he went to the bank and withdrew fifty thousand yuan. Then he had Zheng Yun drive Zhang Chunhua's sister-in-law and nephew back to their hometown to repay the debt.

From Qingshui City to Zhang Chunhua's hometown Ning County is a three‑hour drive, and then from the county seat to the village it's estimated to take another hour. Chen Yang thought for a moment, then gave Zheng Yun another two thousand yuan, telling them to find a place to rest for the night after arriving in Ning County and handle the village affairs after daylight.

After that, Chen Yang sent Zhang Chunhua a message briefly telling him to have Zheng Yun accompany his sister‑in‑law back to repay the money. He then sent Zheng Yun's phone number to him for easy contact.

Zhang Chunhua's reply expressed a lot of thanks. Chen Yang told him to focus on work, then drove home.

After arriving home, Chen Yang opened his computer to check the stock market. Yuncheng Bio remained limit‑up, and before the afternoon close Xingcheng Heavy Industry saw an institution push up part of its shares, causing the price to fall again to eighteen yuan.

Chen Yang glanced at Xingcheng Heavy Industry's capital flow; over the past few days outflows have exceeded inflows. He estimated there would still be a slight decline.

However, Chen Yang, being a reborn person, knows the bottom line of this Xingcheng Heavy Industry stock.

The next day he continued to place low‑price buy orders, deliberately suppressing the price, buying another one million shares at an average price of seventeen yuan. At the same time, when others pushed the price up, he sold the five hundred thousand shares he had bought the previous day at nineteen yuan, netting a profit of seven hundred forty‑eight thousand yuan.

Meanwhile, Yuncheng Bio was driven up again to limit‑up by Zhuo Wenyuan and his group, rising from nineteen yuan five jiao eight fen to twenty‑one yuan five jiao four fen. Chen Yang sold all his five hundred thousand shares at an average price of twenty‑one yuan five jiao, earning a net profit of one million seven hundred thirty‑five thousand yuan.

One purchase and one sale, he made two million four hundred eighty‑three thousand yuan in a day—that's the charm of the stock market!

However, just after Chen Yang sold his Yuncheng Bio shares, Yexin's phone call came chasing him.

"You little brat, you ran away again!"

Chen Yang guessed that Zhuo Wenyuan felt embarrassed to confront him directly, so he had Yexin act as a messenger. He calmly told Yexin: "Buying when stocks fall and selling when they rise is the normal logic of stock trading. If you don't believe me, ask Manager Zhuo."

Yexin remained silent for a while, then spoke softly: "You should at least say hello first."

Chen Yang said: "The essence of the stock market is a contest between funds. It's about who enters the market earlier and who exits faster at the high point. If I had notified you first, how would we maximize profits? Besides, when you bought Yuncheng Bio, you didn't say hello to me either."

On Yexin's end, there was silence again.

Chen Yang continued: "Since you're doing short‑term trading, don't be too greedy—take profits when you see them. There's always someone better, always a higher peak; excessive greed will eventually capsize you. Take today's Yuncheng Bio stock: you've clearly already earned a high return, so why not get out?"

After hearing Chen Yang's words, Yexin silently hung up. Then Yuncheng Bio's stock began to see large sell orders; its price instantly dropped from twenty‑one yuan five jiao four fen to nineteen yuan, then slowly rose again, fell again, and finally fell below eighteen yuan.

Seeing that the timing was about right, Chen Yang bought another five hundred thousand shares at an average price of eighteen yuan.

After he bought them, Zhuo Wenyuan's phone call came again.

"Manager Chen, are you planning to keep doing T‑trading on this stock?"

"No, I just feel this price level has profit potential."

"Okay, I understand."

After Zhuo Wenyuan's call ended, Yuncheng Bio's stock shot up like a rocket, rising straight to twenty‑one yuan five jiao four fen again.

Chen Yang felt speechless and annoyed. He felt like a woman stripped naked, being long‑term monitored by someone with a camcorder. The key is, he truly couldn't avoid it, because Zhuo Wenyuan is the CEO of Dongjiang Securities; as long as Chen Yang has trading records, Zhuo can monitor them in real time.

Whatever Chen Yang buys, Zhuo follows. Although the stock surges sharply, the risk is also greater. If one day Chen Yang lags or is late, he'll end up like most retail investors—cut down as leeks.

The crucial point is, Zhuo Wenyuan is currently helping Yexin and her group make money. With Yexin caught in the middle, Chen Yang also feels embarrassed to blame him.

After thinking it over, Chen Yang could only reduce the trading frequency of his Dongjiang Securities account.

Xingcheng Securities certainly also monitors Chen Yang's trading records in real time, but they at most just allocate a few tens of millions of funds to join the fun, and they will first conduct a risk assessment before deciding whether to follow.

But Zhuo Wenyuan's side is completely different. Their trading volume is calculated in hundreds of millions as the basic unit; each move is like stirring up a huge storm, causing turbulent waves and blood‑rain in the financial market. Even if they operated on other stocks it would be fine, yet they blindly follow Chen Yang's trades.

To reduce risk, the best approach is to avoid his sharp edge—buy less, don't buy, and try not to give Zhuo Wenyuan a chance to interfere.

Of course, Chen Yang also considered buying a junk stock to trap Zhuo Wenyuan once, but the idea only flashed through his mind. If he did that, the final buy orders would be placed by Yexin, Huang Bai Ming, and Zhao Feiyang. Zhuo Wenyuan would suffer no loss, while Chen Yang would indirectly offend the three major capitals of Xingcheng.

Therefore, the only thing Chen Yang can do is to keep away from him.

After shutting down his computer, Chen Yang called Su Mingyue.

"Su Mingyue, when are you returning to Xingcheng?"

"What, you miss me?" Su Mingyue on the other end sounded very happy.

"…" Chen Yang was speechless for a moment; fortunately Lin Wei wasn't nearby, otherwise these two surface‑level best friends would have had a falling out. He said in a serious tone: "I've bought some more stocks; if you have time, please keep an eye on them for me."

"Okay, I'll go book a ticket right away." Upon hearing that Chen Yang had re‑entered the stock market, Su Mingyue's voice became even more excited.

Chen Yang rubbed his forehead, waited until his emotions calmed, then called Zheng Yun again.

"Zheng Yun, where are you now?"

"Boss, we've already reached the village. I gave the money to Secretary Zhang's father and asked him to handle the repayment."

"When will you be back?"

"We're helping my sister‑in‑law pack her luggage; we'll be able to reach Qingshui City this afternoon."

"Alright, stay safe on the road."

After hanging up, Chen Yang drove to the ordinary people's produce supermarket at Shuanglin Market. This store is closest to the home of his maternal uncle Zhao Donghai, and it is the most suitable job placement for Zhang Chunhua's sister‑in‑law.

However, Du Yue'e reminded Chen Yang that the staffing of all four stores is already saturated; if they kept adding personnel, operating costs would also rise.

Chen Yang currently has no intention of adding more branches. After all, besides the four stores in Qingshui City, the company has many wholesalers and restaurant businesses, and recently signed a new cooperation agreement with Shuangxi Supermarket. At this stage, sales channels are not lacking.

But as the company's business continues to expand, the number of relation‑household resettlement issues needing help will only grow. Preparing in advance, it's also time to add a bit of new business.