Chapter 294: Refusing to Aid the Tyrant

Xiaomi, how do you feel about going to school for the first time today?

Not good.

Why? Is Teacher Zhou making things difficult for you?

No, Teacher Zhou treats me well. It's just that my Mandarin isn't standard, and the classmates are laughing at me...

It doesn't matter. When your uncle first came to Xingcheng to attend university, his Mandarin wasn't standard either. He only corrected it later through hard work.

Really? Then I'll study hard too.

Although No. 1 High School of Xingcheng is only a ten-minute walk from Sunshine Garden Community, Chen Yang still made a special trip to pick up Lin Xiaomi. After all, it was their first day transferring schools, and they might encounter various difficulties; having a relative pick them up would help stabilize their emotions.

Lin Xiaomi's experience at Xingcheng No. 1 High School was the same as when he first transferred to Qingshui City to study. Differences in language, education, cultural cognition, and family background took him over half a year to overcome these difficulties.

Nevertheless, Chen Yang chose to close himself off. During his studies, aside from his fixed circle, he hardly communicated with others.

Precisely because of this past experience, Chen Yang does not want Lin Xiaomi to follow his old path.

After returning to Sunshine Garden Community, Chen Yang directly took Lin Xiaomi to Chen Chunmei's convenience store.

After Zhong Lin went out on their own, Zhao Donghai hired two new employees, so the couple no longer had to stay together guarding the store.

Although there were quite a few customers in the store today, when Chen Chunmei saw Chen Yang bringing Lin Xiaomi back, they immediately put down what they were doing.

"Chen Yang, why didn't you bring Xiaomi back to do homework? What are you doing running over here?"

"Aunt, there's still work waiting for me at the company in Qingshui City that I need to get back to handle. I'm leaving Xiaomi with you, so I have to drive back."

Chen Chunmei didn't expect that Chen Yang would leave again after just a few days back in Xingcheng; they felt a bit disappointed, but still asked caringly: "Won't you have dinner before heading back?"

"Aunt, I'll just grab something to eat on the way." Chen Yang shook his head and explained: "If I come back too late, it will affect Lin Wei's rest."

Seeing Chen Yang in a hurry to leave, Chen Chunmei immediately went to the food aisle shelves and put a few loaves of bread in a plastic bag. "This bread was just delivered today; you can eat it on the road. Drive slowly and be sure to stay safe."

"Okay." Chen Yang took the bread, said goodbye to Zhao Donghai and Lin Xiaomi, then drove back to Qingshui.

Meanwhile, as Chen Yang returned to Qingshui, Yexin encountered the most embarrassing incident of her life.

After much hesitation, she finally decided to hire someone with a high salary of ten thousand yuan, only to be rejected on the spot!

And that person was Lan Qiyun, whom Chen Yang had introduced to her.

After Yexin, Huang BaiMing, and Zhao Feiyang, the three "stock market elites," jointly verified her, they finally confirmed that Lan Qiyun was indeed a naturally gifted stock market operator.

However, Yexin thought Lan Qiyun was overly arrogant and wanted to dampen her spirit. So she showed Lan Qiyun the stock trading data from Xinghui Financial Investment Company for the past month. Her intention was to tell her that even among the strong there are stronger ones, and not to act arrogantly in the company just because she has some ability.

Unexpectedly, after looking at the data, Lan Qiyun pointed at Yexin, Huang BaiMing, and Zhao Feiyang's noses and started scolding them.

"It turns out you are the blood‑sucking dog capital behind Xingcheng Securities. You suck the blood of retail investors day after day, eat their flesh—doesn't your conscience hurt?"

Upon hearing this, Yexin's face instantly turned ashen, and she bluntly lectured Lan Qiyun: "Little girl, what do you know? The stock market is fundamentally a game of money. We haven't held a knife to anyone's throat to force them to sell their stocks. If our profits come from sucking others' blood, then what about you? Is the money you earn in the stock market really just manna from heaven?"

Lan Qiyun was stunned for a moment. In fact, what Yexin said was also correct. Buying and selling stocks is the autonomous behavior of shareholders. Although she often reminds retail investors on the forum not to chase gains or panic‑sell, there are always people who don't listen. Yexin and the others are merely exploiting shareholders' greed to make a profit, which is not illegal.

"Even if what you say makes sense, I still refuse to aid the tyrant in his wrongdoing."

Although Lan Qiyun accepted Yexin's point of view, she still couldn't convince herself to oppose the majority of shareholders.

Yexin thought this little girl still lingering in the university incubator was overly naive. But from a technical standpoint, this emerging stock market talent, just showing her promise, was clearly superior to someone like Zhuo Wenyuan, an old hand. If Chen Yang truly intends to stay away from the stock market in the future, Lan Qiyun would undoubtedly be the ideal successor.

So Yexin decided to directly use a trump card to keep her.

"Little girl, have you thought it through? The salary I'm offering you is ten thousand yuan a month. Such high compensation, even a Fortune 500 company might not be able to offer."

"Is earning ten thousand yuan a month really that impressive? With my skills, I can make that much in the stock market too!" Lan Qiyun snorted dismissively, dropped that line, and strode away.

Yexin, Huang BaiMing, and Zhao Feiyang exchanged glances, all feeling that they had encountered a lunatic today.

"President Ye, how could President Chen have introduced you to such a 'holy mother'?" Huang BaiMing initially had a good impression of Lan Qiyun—smart, beautiful, and confident—but never expected to be scolded for no reason by her.

"Never mind, different paths, no plot together." Zhao Feiyang comforted Huang BaiMing: "Even without her, we can still make money by operating stocks the way we do now."

Upon hearing this, Yexin couldn't help but roll her eyes at Zhao Feiyang. "Do you think shareholders are idiots? If you keep using the same method, others won't fall for it again. Haven't you seen that the leeks on the forum have already banded together to try to outrun us?"

Upon hearing this, Huang BaiMing suggested to Yexin: "If it really won't work, let's just keep having Zhuo Wenyuan work for us! He has no position left at Dongjiang Securities, and I've asked him several times. He says he wants to come work at Xinghui."

Yexin immediately rejected his suggestion: "Don't you guys realize Zhuo Wenyuan's level? Before, he had insider information from Dongjiang Securities, plus the securities company's big fund as a safety net, barely managing to make a little money. Without Dongjiang Securities as his strong backing, he's just at our level. Expecting someone like him to steer the company's stock funds—are you trying to bankrupt everyone?"

Huang BaiMing immediately shut up. He wanted Zhuo Wenyuan to come help at Xinghui mainly out of sentiment for the past. But if the latter's arrival would harm his interests, that would be absolutely unacceptable.

Seeing that Huang BaiMing's proposal was also unworkable, Zhao Feiyang said to Yexin: "Yexin, if it really won't work, let's have President Chen talk to her? After all, this person was also introduced by President Chen."

"Looks like we can only have Chen Yang step in." Yexin sighed. Although she was a little unhappy with Lan Qiyun, she still didn't want to miss out on this talent who could make money for her.