[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-m-in-a-small-county-and-you-say-i-m-a-big-shot":3,"chapter-i-m-in-a-small-county-and-you-say-i-m-a-big-shot-i-m-in-a-small-county-and-you-say-i-m-a-big-shot-chapter-27":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","I'm in a Small County, and You Say I'm a Big Shot?",{"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},2297438,4494,"Chapter 27: 026 Buy a Car","i-m-in-a-small-county-and-you-say-i-m-a-big-shot-chapter-27",27,"\u003Cp>Compared to similar Beijing tourism sector stocks like China Youth Travel Service and Capital Tourism Holdings, Beijing Tourism had a smaller market cap, but suddenly surged in late June 2008, rising from around 12 yuan to a peak of 30 yuan in just 30 trading days—a gain of roughly 150%—earning it a spot as one of the top ten “phantom stocks” of 2008.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Any stock anomaly has a main force behind it, and the reason for Beijing Tourism’s explosive rise was the upcoming Olympics in Beijing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as investors rejoiced, the speculation ended quickly, followed by a sharp plunge from highs, with dozens of consecutive limit-downs trapping many retail investors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, Beijing Tourism remains obscure, its stock price hovering around 11 yuan, with sluggish trading that pales in comparison to China Youth Travel Service and Capital Tourism Holdings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unexpectedly, the Dongguan girl had noticed too!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why?” Fang Qingye asked deliberately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to my model, the main force has been quietly accumulating shares, but the position isn't large enough yet—it needs more time before a rally. I'll let you know when it happens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Strange.” Fang Qingye typed two characters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s strange?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You just said in the group you don’t trade stocks—so why are you so interested? Are you just playing around with simulated trading?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course not—I’m collaborating with the Investment Banking Research Center at the headquarters of Oriental Bank, so naturally I follow the market.” The Dongguan girl typed back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is that really the reason?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Qingye still doubted and asked again: “Aren’t you planning to make money in the stock market?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s the point of trading stocks? If you ever get into futures, I’ll play with you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This guy’s got such big talk?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Futures were definitely something he’d trade—but not now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t have enough capital.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What’s the point without tens or hundreds of millions?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, Fang Qingye didn’t say this aloud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Husband, are you short on cash? Then you’d better earn more, and when you do, come marry me—you need to be a legendary hero like Zhi Zun Bao, clad in golden armor, stepping on seven-colored clouds...” The other party sent another string of text.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’s having another midlife crisis moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Qingye logged off decisively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next day after work, Fang Qingye turned on his computer and sold all his Longping High-Tech shares at 40 yuan, netting 1,108,664 yuan after stamp duty and handling fees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm, not bad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, he needed to repay Song Dahai’s 200,000 yuan principal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Qingye immediately called Song Dahai about repaying the money, but the other man flatly refused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You don’t need to pay back the 200,000.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re too generous. As the saying goes: even brothers should settle accounts clearly—I can’t do this.” Fang Qingye said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ye Zi, you paying me back is cutting off my livelihood.” On the other end of the line, Song Dahai’s tone was weary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What do you mean?” Fang Qingye was confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The day before yesterday, over dinner, I accidentally mentioned you borrowed 200,000 from me to trade stocks. My father heard it and immediately said I didn’t have to repay you—if I even tried to take that 200,000, I’d never get another cent from home! You see? You’re cutting off my livelihood... Please, don’t pay me back, okay?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I #￥%……&\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Qingye didn’t know what to say.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t sure if Song Dahai had made up the story, but clearly the Song father-son pair were thanking him this way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright...” Fang Qingye agreed: “Then I’ll keep it for now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not ‘for now’—permanently...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After chatting a bit more, Fang Qingye hung up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now he had a million yuan himself—he wanted to buy a car.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although his commute was short enough for a scooter, traveling farther or going out in the rain was inconvenient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And fishing!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a car, he could go farther and not worry about wind or rain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But buying a car was a big decision—he needed to tell his parents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Around nine that night, his father Fang Jianwen returned from a business dinner, sitting in the living room sipping tea his wife had brewed, when Fang Qingye brought it up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His father agreed readily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Buy it. Lots of families in the city have cars now—it’s convenient. I wanted one too, but I don’t have a license, and I don’t have time to go to driving school... I’ll give you 150,000. Is that enough?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dad, I don’t need your money—I have my own. I’m just letting you know.” Fang Qingye smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You have your own money? You’ve only been working a few days—where did you get 100,000? Don’t tell me you embezzled company funds?!” Fang Jianwen’s tone turned stern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dad, why do you always suspect me of doing something wrong?! I’m just an intern—do I look that capable?!” Fang Qingye replied irritably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I made money from stock trading.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stock trading?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mother, Zhang Meili, who had been snacking on sunflower seeds while watching TV, turned to look at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, stock trading.” Fang Qingye briefly explained borrowing money to trade stocks, leaving out the modeling part and not mentioning he’d made 900,000—only saying he’d made around 200,000.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ye Zi, you’ve got guts—if you’d lost Dahai’s 200,000, what then? Stop now—never trade again!” His father said seriously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sigh...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing his father’s scolding, Fang Qingye sighed inwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was nothing to be done—his father was just overly cautious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mother Zhang Meili didn’t scold him; instead, she asked curiously: “Ye Zi, you actually made that much from stocks? I never would’ve guessed. Tell me—is the market about to surge? Will my funds finally break even?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike her cautious husband, his mother had bold instincts—during the 2005–2007 bull market, she rushed in and bought over 200,000 yuan worth of funds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, she got greedy and didn’t redeem them in time; now she’d lost half her principal and never stopped thinking about it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing her question, Fang Qingye smiled: “Mom, it’s a bear market now—stock prices won’t surge for years. But don’t worry, your funds will break even eventually. Just treat them like a fixed-term bank deposit.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh...” His mother sounded disappointed, but her attention quickly shifted back to the TV, ignoring the two of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ye Zi,” his father spoke again: “Here’s what I’ll do—I’ll give you 100,000. We’re also saving to buy you a house. You keep some for yourself—saving for dating and marriage will cost money. Nowadays, young people don’t just stroll in parks and walk the streets like your mother and I did.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Back then, you couldn’t even afford a two-yuan movie ticket.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mother suddenly chimed in. His father looked embarrassed and retorted: “You said you didn’t like movies.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Which girl in that era didn’t like movies? I was saving money for you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, Mom and Dad, you two enjoy your memories—I’m heading to my room.” Fang Qingye quickly slipped away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Parents were like this—constantly arguing over old memories and dragging him in as judge. Who was right or wrong? Impossible to tell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once he left, with no judge around, they lost interest in arguing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sure enough, the living room fell quiet again, save for the TV’s sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though his father offered 100,000, Fang Qingye planned to buy only a 200,000-yuan car—just for daily use.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Qingye turned on his computer and searched online. After a long search, he found the Buick Regal suited him best.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The 2.0L Elite model was priced at 199,900 yuan—likely with discounts available.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s the one!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tomorrow, he’d visit the 4S dealership.\u003C\u002Fp>",1245,"2026-06-20T05:58:40.725Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","13471e4ff8b7d1126535472c1e20c3b956beabda4d6f8c0880073d60ad619b4d","i-m-in-a-small-county-and-you-say-i-m-a-big-shot-chapter-28","i-m-in-a-small-county-and-you-say-i-m-a-big-shot-chapter-26",215,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-in-a-small-county-and-you-say-i-m-a-big-shot-cover.jpg"]