Chapter 365: Announcement Release

Returning to the Western restaurant, the appetizer of foie gras was just being set on the table; neither Chen Shanni nor Wu Yue'er were in a hurry to eat, instead nibbling slowly while playing on their phones.

Seeing Shen Yan return so quickly, a flash of surprise crossed both their eyes.

Counting the time, only ten minutes had passed.

Looking again at that nonchalant expression, it didn't look at all like he had just gone through a nasty argument; Wu Yue'er usually liked to be direct, but this time she didn't rush to speak.

Instead, she picked up a piece of toasted bread, cut a small slice of foie gras to place on the edge of the bread, sprinkled on some sea salt, spread a little jam, and then handed it to Shen Yan's lips, saying, "Hubby, try this, it tastes quite good."

Shen Yan scanned their cautious expressions, opened his mouth to eat it, took a sip of lemonade, and then spoke concisely: "An Qi's brain CPU is having some malfunctions right now; I reckon she won't be looking for me again."

The two women exchanged a glance and did not take up the topic.

Wu Yue'er made a bitter face and said aggrievedly, "Hubby, it seems like that spot was pinched blue by you; what should I do now that it hurts to sit?"

"Two negatives make a positive; how about I try again?"

Shen Yan made a move as if to act again, and Wu Yue'er instantly sprang up and ran to sit down beside Chen Shanni.

This place was no longer tenable.

Chen Shanni couldn't help but purse her lips to hide a smile, feeling a quiet sense of relief in her heart.

As things stood, the situation was quite good; everyone was getting along peacefully, and they could continue living their comfortable little life.

At 9:30 on Monday morning, the stock market officially opened.

According to the developments of his past life, the State Council would release the "Opinions on Promoting Enterprise Mergers and Reorganizations" in the afternoon, proposing industries like rare earths as key areas for mergers.

In the classroom, Shen Yan rubbed his fingers, his eyes flickering with a determined light; he didn't know if his intervention would have an impact on this stock market trend.

After all, such a large amount of capital entering the market would definitely attract the attention of large institutions.

If he wasn't careful, he might become their prey.

Fortunately, Guangsheng Nonferrous was a large-cap stock with a total market value of nearly ten billion, and there were large-volume trades every day; he believed that under the general trend, his capital shouldn't get trapped.

Currently, the price of Guangsheng Nonferrous was 30 yuan per share.

Shen Yan had 14 million in capital in his account, and five times leverage meant 70 million.

After the market opened, Shen Yan began to buy shares bit by bit; the amounts were not large, with each transaction being 100,000, and since no other institutions were building positions or locking shares for Shen Yan, it did not cause a shock to the broader market.

Actually, for the sake of safety, he should have operated multiple accounts simultaneously, but Shen Yan's capital volume was too large; one careless move and he would be slapped with the label of manipulating the stock market.

And be invited in for a free cup of tea.

He just wanted to make money peacefully and didn't need to get himself dragged into that.

At this moment, Wu Yue'er beside him nudged Shen Yan with her elbow and whispered in his ear, "Hubby, look, it seems like Sun Dawei and Xiao Chuchu are having a conflict."

Raising his head, Shen Yan realized that the two who were usually inseparable and sat in front of him were, for the first time ever, not sitting together today; Sun Dawei was still sitting there motionless, while Xiao Chuchu next to him had been replaced by Zheng Baiqiang.

And Xiao Chuchu had gone to the front row to attend the lecture.

He didn't pay much attention to it; young couples fighting wasn't exactly a rare occurrence.

Wu Yue'er, however, was filled with curiosity; she poked Sun Dawei's back with her finger, and after he turned his head, she gossiped, "Hey! Did you and Xiao Chuchu have a fight?"

Upon hearing this, Sun Dawei's expression turned gloomy; he glanced at Shen Yan and then turned his head away, ignoring her.

Shen Yan felt a bit baffled; why did he feel like this guy's gaze was strange?

Could it be that their argument had something to do with him?

The fact was indeed so; ever since the last soccer match, after hearing Shen Yan say something about how the police would arrest love that was materialistic, Sun Dawei felt as if he were being scratched by a cat, restless and agitated.

It would have been better if he hadn't tasted the forbidden fruit; once a man experiences the pleasure of relations between men and women, it is like a floodgate opening, impossible to stop.

Yet Xiao Chuchu always liked to manipulate Sun Dawei, demanding he buy this or that before engaging in intimacy.

If he didn't agree, she wouldn't go out with Sun Dawei.

Even though his family was indulgent and generous toward Sun Dawei, almost granting his every request, they couldn't withstand Xiao Chuchu, this bottomless pit; over time, Sun Dawei grew increasingly dissatisfied with Xiao Chuchu.

He felt that Xiao Chuchu was just like a leech, only knowing how to cling to him and suck his blood.

She had no real feelings for him at all.

How was this any different from seeing a call girl? No, wait, there was still a difference.

After all, having money meant being able to experience all kinds of women.

And as for Xiao Chuchu, Sun Dawei was already getting tired of her.

Thus, Sun Dawei secretly sought out Zheng Baiqiang to learn from this unassuming roommate; the two hit it off and went out to seek pleasure together.

As a result, Sun Dawei no longer had any spare money to cater to Xiao Chuchu, this bottomless pit, and he officially proposed a breakup to Xiao Chuchu yesterday; Xiao Chuchu was stunned at first.

Then she agreed, completely unconcerned.

She believed she had completely mastered Sun Dawei; at most, after a few days, this guy wouldn't be able to get any "meat," and sooner or later he would come crawling back to beg for her forgiveness.

That was how the scene before them came to be.

Failing to dig up any gossip, Wu Yue'er pouted, looking somewhat unhappy; she whispered in Shen Yan's ear that Xiao Chuchu had so many clothes and bags in the dormitory that her closet couldn't even hold them.

The cosmetics she used were all high-end goods.

She felt that Sun Dawei was a total sucker, being drained of his wealth bit by bit by Xiao Chuchu.

Shen Yan couldn't help but tease, "Why do I feel like you're metaphorically talking about me? Doesn't someone also squeeze me dry every day, and not only is the money not enough, but she also craves my body."

"You're annoying!" Wu Yue'er shook Shen Yan's arm, not letting him off, her pretty face blooming with a smile.

Thinking about it, she really did seem to be even more excessive than Xiao Chuchu.

Not only did she want money, she also wanted to claim him entirely for herself.

However, the nature of it was a bit different; the two of them were like Zhou Yu hitting Huang Gai—one was willing to hit, and the other was willing to endure.

"Ding-a-ling!"

The bell for the end of class rang, and the classroom instantly became noisy; Wu Yue'er and Chen Shanni went to the restroom together, while Shen Yan, having a larger bladder, remained in his seat, keeping an eye on the stock market trends.

Suddenly, Lin Yang on the other side looked as if he had seen some earth-shattering news, his eyes widening until they were as big as rice balls.

Immediately after, he transformed into a bolt of lightning.

He flew toward Shen Yan as if in flight.

"Old Shen, the Shanghai municipal government issued an announcement two days ago about expanding an exit for Metro Line 9 in the urban village," Lin Yang said excitedly.

Shen Yan felt a surge of joy inside; what was meant to come had finally arrived, yet he remained calm on the surface: "Let them build it, what does that have to do with me?"

Lin Yang slapped his thigh hard, his tone carrying a hint of frustration at Shen Yan's lack of ambition: "How can it not have anything to do with you? Didn't you buy six storefronts over there? Maybe they'll happen to demolish right where you are, and you'll strike it rich overnight."

His voice was slightly agitated, and Sun Dawei and Zheng Baiqiang in front, along with the surrounding classmates, all heard it and turned around, their eyes full of curiosity.

There is a saying: "A beggar will not envy a millionaire, but he will certainly envy a beggar with a higher income."

Facing Shen Yan, whose status was like a chasm, everyone's feelings were a tangled mess; there was jealousy and resentment, but mostly curiosity.

They wondered if Shen Yan would have that kind of luck.

Shen Yan remained indifferent: "It's not that coincidental; let's talk about it when the demolition actually happens."

Speak of the devil, and the devil appears.

The next second, the phone on the table vibrated, and the caller ID was from Shanghai.