[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-became-the-rich-second-generation-villain":3,"chapter-i-became-the-rich-second-generation-villain-i-became-the-rich-second-generation-villain-chapter-221":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","I Became the Rich Second-Generation Villain",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1868620,2476,"Chapter 223: Prediction Gone Wrong","i-became-the-rich-second-generation-villain-chapter-221",221,"\u003Cp>With how confidently Liu Yue had spoken, everyone around her had been completely reassured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few more moments ticked by—and then the market opened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yue immediately operated her terminal and placed a buy order for 200 million yuan worth of stock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All around her, more than a dozen teachers followed suit, going all-in on Yaochi Liquor Holdings. Some invested a modest hundred thousand, others over a million.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once the purchases were locked in, everyone leaned in close, watching the chart with anticipation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why… is it going down?” someone frowned at the screen, watching the line trend red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yue remained calm, smiling confidently. “Small fluctuations. Perfectly normal. It’ll bounce back in no time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her tone calmed the crowd, for now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But over the next ten minutes, Yaochi Liquor showed no signs of recovery. It continued its steep decline, and before long, it had dropped a full 7%.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yue stared at the graph, and this time—she fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Things were not going as she’d expected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike markets in M-Nation, which allow same-day buy-sell operations (T+0), this market was T+1—once you bought in, you were locked in until the next trading day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the next half hour, more than a dozen sets of eyes watched in horror as the stock tanked. Eventually, it hit its limit down—trading was frozen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone turned to Liu Yue with stiff expressions and forced smiles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yue felt the heat rising to her face—completely humiliated. “My bad, really. I misjudged it this time. But I promise, next time I find something solid, I’ll let you all know—you’ll earn it back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, there was a limit to how much a stock could drop in a single day—usually capped at around 10%. And since most of the professors had decent salaries or financial padding, no one was financially ruined. No one blamed Liu Yue out loud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If anything, she herself had lost the most—a 200 million yuan investment had just evaporated 20 million.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And while she could afford the loss, what really hurt was the damage to her reputation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the worst call she’d made in her career. A stock she thought would soar ended up plummeting into the dirt. Her analysis hadn’t just missed the mark—it had missed the entire dartboard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yue felt a wave of dizziness hit her. She quickly opened Weibo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her colleagues had been gracious. But online? Behind screens and pseudonyms? She knew better than to expect mercy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frantically, she began typing out a post.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her message had two points:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She openly admitted that her prediction from the night before had been wrong and advised people not to follow that analysis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She sincerely apologized to anyone who had followed her advice and lost money.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hit “post” and waited to see the backlash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just a few seconds later, the first comment landed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Peerless Stock God: “Hey Stock Queen, does your face hurt yet?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing that username, Liu Yue immediately felt her blood pressure spike. But unlike yesterday, she didn’t lash out immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yue: “Friend, how did you know Yaochi Liquor was going to crash?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Peerless Stock God: “Call me husband, and I’ll tell you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yue tried to remain composed. “I’m asking you seriously. I really want to discuss the market with you—would you be willing?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Peerless Stock God: “Why would I give you my secrets for free? You gotta offer something in return.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yue scowled. There was no way in hell she’d call him that. But her pride flared up, so she tried a different tactic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s be real,” she typed. “You didn’t actually know. You just got lucky. Like a blind cat catching a dead rat.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Peerless Stock God: “Yep yep. You’re totally right.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Haoran didn’t even bother playing into it. He wasn’t falling for that bait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing his flippant response, Liu Yue gave up on pressing further and instead turned back to her new market analysis for tomorrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That evening, back at the villa.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As usual, Liu Yue came home to find Sixth Sis reading on the couch, and Seventh Sis clanging away in the kitchen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another round of stir-fried noodles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After yesterday’s culinary failure, Qiu Qianwei’s cooking had improved—marginally. The noodles were still far from delicious, but at least this time they were edible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To encourage her little sister, both Liu Yue and Ji Shuiyao forced down every bite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After dinner, Ji Shuiyao returned to her book, and Liu Yue sat down to post her analysis for tomorrow’s market on Weibo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the end, she added a cheeky tag:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>@PeerlessStockGod – “Wanna test your luck again?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Qianwei wandered over, curious. She leaned over and glanced at the screen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fifth Sis, who’s this Peerless Stock God? You even tagged him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yue snorted. “Some online troll. He commented on my analysis yesterday, saying I was wrong—and turns out, I was. So now I’m poking back a little. I asked him how he figured it out, but he refused to say. I still think it was pure dumb luck.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She gave a wry grin. “So I just posted my thoughts on tomorrow’s trends and tagged him. Let’s see if his so-called luck holds up.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a certain male dormitory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Haoran opened his Weibo and saw the tag notification.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He clicked it immediately and saw Liu Yue’s post. This time, perhaps because of the backlash, Liu Yue didn’t single out a specific stock. Instead, she gave broad predictions for two sectors: pharmaceuticals and food service.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She predicted that the pharmaceutical sector would dip, while food and dining would rise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Haoran raised a brow. Time to fact-check.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pulling up his system’s preview of tomorrow’s data, he studied both sectors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yue was partially right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The food service sector would rise overall, with some individual stocks even hitting the daily limit-up. Spot on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But her prediction for pharma? That was only half-true.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sector would start sluggish. In fact, it’d remain down until 2:50 PM.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in the final ten minutes before close, the entire pharmaceutical sector would experience a sudden surge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every single stock in the group would rise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>30% of them would hit limit-up, locking in 10% gains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>60% would rise between 3–8%.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The remaining 10%? Still up 1% or more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Knowing that, Wang Haoran cracked his fingers and typed up a comment under Liu Yue’s latest post:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Buying stocks from the pharmaceutical and biotech sector tomorrow is like picking money up off the ground.”\u003C\u002Fp>",1071,"2026-06-10T05:40:46.403Z",1,"novelbin.me","57883fc7ac377c0c5a242fa567e8c800cee5fa756bcdb40bddf130564ca6aed3","i-became-the-rich-second-generation-villain-chapter-222","i-became-the-rich-second-generation-villain-chapter-220",428,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-became-the-rich-second-generation-villain-cover.jpg"]