Chapter 181

Carefree Residence today saw two familiar faces: Zhang Group's Zhang Peng and Zhang Jun, the two brothers.

"What wind blew you two young masters here?" Yexin actually knew about the grudge between the Zhang brothers and Chen Yang, and wasn't very welcoming of them. But when they dealt with Wang Yichen and Wang Clan Real Estate last time, the Zhang family had contributed somewhat. She couldn't just burn her bridges.

Zhang Peng, with a fawning smile, said to Yexin: "General Manager Yexin, our group's cash flow has been tight lately; could you introduce us to some quick‑money schemes?"

Yexin furrowed her brows slightly. The Zhang Group is the top private enterprise in Qingshui City—how could they be short of money? "Young Master Zhang, don't joke with me. I know the Zhang Group's strength; do they really lack ways to make money?"

"It's true—recently several projects started at once, and funds are indeed tight." Zhang Peng sighed, because the Zhang Group's strategic focus had shifted to Xingcheng, and the relevant departments in Qingshui City have recently issued several notices urging them to speed up development of their idle land parcels.

The Zhang Group has already had a parcel of golden land near Qingshui River reclaimed by the government; unwilling to lose more resources, they can only urgently launch a few more projects.

With several projects starting at once, funds immediately became tight.

What's worse, the several large banks in Qingshui City that had previously happily cooperated with the Zhang Group now refuse to give them loans or financing services. Even if Zhang Daguo asked Deputy Mayor Meng to intercede, it was to no avail.

Seeing that even his uncle had no solution, Zhang Peng thought of seeking help at Carefree Residence. After all, this is where Xingcheng's capital gathers, and there are many quick‑money schemes.

Yexin thought for a moment and said: "There haven't been any big games lately; if you want to make quick money, you can only go to the stock market."

"The stock market? … Is that reliable?" Zhang Peng hesitated a bit. The biggest headline in Dongjiang Province a few days ago was that Wang Group's heir, Wang Yichen, embezzled public funds to trade stocks, losing tens of millions. Because Wang Clan Real Estate refused to cover the loss, Wang Yichen was sentenced to ten years in prison. His newlywed wife was also forced to divorce.

Yexin frankly said: "The stock market definitely carries risk. But the greater the risk, the greater the return. Recently I traded stocks together with the general manager of Double Happiness Supermarket, Huang Zong, and the general manager of Wu Clan Real Estate, Zhao Zong, and made a hundred million in one month. You know the boss of Common People's Agricultural Products Trading Company, Chen Yang, right? I heard he also made over two hundred million from stock trading. Zhang the Young Master's younger brother and Chen Yang both studied finance, so they should be experts in this field, right?"

Zhang Jun's face instantly turned awkward. He spent his four years in college basically eating, drinking, and having fun, with no time to study stocks.

However, even Chen Yang, a country bumpkin who only worries about work, can turn his fortunes around with stock trading, so he believes he definitely won't fall short. "General Manager Yexin, where do you trade stocks? We also want to join in the fun."

Yexin said: "We've been trading stocks at Dongjiang Securities; their CEO, Zhuo Wenyuan, is the one who specifically helps us profit from stock trading."

Upon hearing that Yexin had an expert guiding her, Zhang Peng's face lit up with joy. "General Manager Yexin, could you introduce General Manager Zhuo to us?"

Yexin nodded and immediately called Zhuo Wenyuan.

Hearing that Yexin would introduce him to a big client, Zhuo Wenyuan arrived at Carefree Residence in just twenty minutes.

"General Manager Yexin, I'm here."

"General Manager Zhuo, these two are the Zhang Group's young masters, financially strong; the land king of Xingcheng was won by their company. They're now also interested in the stock market, so please give them a proper introduction."

Zhuo Wenyuan warmly shook hands with Zhang Peng and Zhang Jun. He was now very excited, not only because Yexin had introduced him to a big client, but more importantly because Yexin still hadn't given up on him.

"General Manager Zhuo, Yexin said you helped them earn a hundred million in the stock market; please keep advising us in the future!" Although Zhang Peng is usually arrogant, he's still polite toward those who can help him make money.

Zhuo Wenyuan didn't expect Yexin to still remember his kindness; he was moved to tears.

"General Manager Zhang, that's too polite of you; serving you is my honor!"

Zhang Peng was very satisfied with Zhuo Wenyuan's attitude. "General Manager Zhuo, to earn a hundred million, how much capital needs to be invested? How long until we see returns?"

Zhuo Wenyuan hesitated a moment; if anyone else asked, he'd surely boast a bit. But since Yexin introduced him, she knows his background inside out, so he couldn't speak nonsense. "General Manager Zhang, the more capital the better. In the stock market, the larger the investment, the greater the operational scope, and consequently the higher the returns."

Zhang Peng furrowed his brows; the company is currently short of money, so investing a few tens of millions in stocks would be fine, but too much and Zhang Daguo would definitely not approve. "How about we first invest fifty million? If you're truly as capable as Yexin said, we can consider increasing the investment later."

Zhuo Wenyuan felt a bit disappointed hearing that Zhang Peng would only invest fifty million; that doesn't seem like the move of a land king.

Yexin worried that Zhuo Wenyuan's attitude might provoke the Zhang brothers' resentment, and she sternly reminded him: "General Manager Zhuo, the Zhang Group is the richest in Qingshui City; you must perform well this time and not let me down."

Upon hearing it was Yexin's direct order, Zhuo Wenyuan immediately felt invigorated, like he'd been injected with chicken blood. "General Manager Yexin, rest assured—I will definitely help General Manager Zhang double his profits within a month."

Upon hearing he could make fifty million in a month, Zhang Peng's blood also boiled with excitement. He warmly shook hands with Zhuo Wenyuan again. "General Manager Zhuo, then please take care of it."

Seeing the Zhang brothers were already hooked, Yexin told Zhuo Wenyuan: "General Manager Zhuo, it's getting late—hurry and take the two young masters to open accounts. Be sure to provide the best service!"

Zhuo Wenyuan immediately assured Yexin: "General Manager Yexin, rest assured, I will certainly not disappoint you!"

"General Manager Yexin, thank you for your support!" Zhang Peng also repeatedly thanked Yexin.

Yexin waved her hand and said earnestly to Zhang Peng: "The stock market carries risk; making some profit is enough—just don't get carried away!"

"Thank you, Ms. Yexin!" Zhang Peng was touched by Yexin's concern, then he brought Zhang Jun along to open an account with Dongjiang Securities.

Watching their retreating backs, Yexin let out a cold laugh. Among those who enter the stock market, how many won't get carried away? Especially someone like Zhuo Wenyuan, a leader.

She called Chen Yang.

"Damn brat, your old rivals, the Zhang brothers, have also joined the stock‑trading crowd today. I introduced them to Zhuo Wenyuan—you won't be mad, will you?"

"No problem, how much are they planning to invest?" Chen Yang certainly didn't mind the Zhang brothers entering the stock market. Although Zhang Jun graduated from finance, he knows nothing about stocks. In his previous life, he followed a big bull market in and made several tens of millions, then thought he was a stock god. He kept buying and buying, and within less than half a year he lost two hundred million.

"Fifty million—aren't you scared?"

"Fifty million is too little; you need to figure out how to get them to invest more."

"Hmph, then go tell him yourself! The Zhangs aren't your classmates, are they?"

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