Chapter 436

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

Friday was a sleepless night.

Xiao Lu was a reserved yet wild girl; her reserve came from upbringing, her wildness from nature. She was full of curiosity about the world and men, her capacity to accept new things was extremely strong, her learning speed extremely fast, and she also had great perseverance...

In the factory dormitory, Chen Yi asked for her again and again, and was asked for again and again, until dawn was breaking, only then did the two fall into a drowsy sleep; they woke in a daze at mid-morning, ate some biscuits, and the passion-burning office lady would put on stockings or take them off to demand more learning.

It was a weekend focused on learning, supplemented by practice; Sunday was especially grueling, the two of them persisted a full twelve hours until Xiao Lu let go of Chen Yi only when she was half-unconscious.

Three consecutive days of battle with spirits high — even a Divine Art Knight would turn into shrimp; Chen Yi cleaned up haphazardly, then fell into a deep sleep.

Monday.

When Chen Yi climbed out of bed, there was surprisingly no one beside him. The man accustomed to early-morning caressing couldn't help but feel a touch of disappointment; he couldn't even be bothered to get up, just lay there scrolling through his phone, replying to emails from all sides. Now not only did each company have its own person in charge, but Luo Xiaoshan, Fang Zhong, and the others also appeared at any time in their capacity as supervisors, so most CC'd documents only needed reading, not replying.

Even so, he spent a good half hour and still hadn't finished company business; just as he wanted to get out of bed and rest a while, his phone buzzed with vibration.

"Xiao Lu? Gone to work?"

"Yes." Xiao Lu's voice on the other end was a bit hoarse, perhaps because the weekend had been too exhausting.

"Coming back at noon?"

"Not coming back at all today." Xiao Lu leaned against the wall, eyes slightly closed. The factory's male workers of the past gazed greedily at the white-collar beauty from the bank, as if expecting a Golden-Hooped Rod with X-ray vision to appear.

Chen Yi let out an "oh." The other's tone reminded him of that beautiful flight attendant Ya Wen on the plane — the same independence and autonomy, the same strength and fragility.

A faint static sound came from the phone.

Xiao Lu was silent for a long while, finally clenching her teeth and saying: "If you miss me, call me. When you leave, don't forget your coat is in the living room."

Having spoken, she hung up at the fastest speed, worried she wouldn't be able to stop herself from saying something more.

Chen Yi left the printing factory with a sense of loss; he could guess Xiao Lu's thoughts, just like the wildness that had erupted from her.

This was a pretty yet ordinary girl. Her prettiness came from her looks, her ordinariness from her life; she lacked the courage to break society's shackles, to break the woven net composed of family affection, friendship, and memories. This was also her greatest difference from Liu Xinyu and Jin Douna — the latter only needed to consider their own feelings, while Xiao Lu had to consider too many people's feelings, destined to be unable to rely on Chen Yi.

This was for the best.

Chen Yi seemed to stroll like Transformers through Iron Man's camp, quietly yet openly leaving the printing factory's gate. He saved Xiao Lu's number in special speed-dial — as long as the bonds kept being issued, whether it was the printing factory or the bank, they would always have to come.

As usual he arrived at Jiangning Head Office; the queue was indeed half again as large, presumably many people were there to redeem last week's bonds.

For a product like Gold Bonds that had not yet established confidence, it relied heavily on promotion; in other words, for a period after purchase, people would regret their original choice and try to remedy it. Redeeming for gold and platinum was of course the normal choice.

In fact, the only benefit of holding bonds was convenience. Gold and platinum were safer no matter what. This situation could only be proven by time, and only time was the greatest confidence accumulator.

"Your platinum, please keep it safe." The bank staff at the counter handed out the box.

Chen Yi immediately felt a faint burning sensation in his chest; the faith of "Keeping Oaths" brought the Divine Art of "Free Movement"; judging by the current development trend, walking on water would also be no difficulty.

"Mr. Chen." Gao Qiu, hearing Chen Yi had arrived, came downstairs to welcome him.

"How is the situation today?"

"This morning's bonds didn't sell out, about 500 million remaining. We tried our best to find some high-savings clients, but these remaining people have only average interest in Gold Bonds." Gao Qiu hesitated a moment, then spoke truthfully: "Today there are more people redeeming than buying bonds."

"How many?"

"670 million." Only Jiangning Head Office can redeem bonds, so the data is real-time.

670 million in gold would exceed 2 tons; in other words, today an estimated over a thousand people came to redeem their Gold Bonds.

Chen Yi exhaled, didn't say anything. This was expected; if it weren't for Jiangning Bank being able to redeem for gold, how many people would be willing to buy Gold Bonds? It was just like the paper gold many banks promote — when gold prices don't change, sales volume never grows large.

Gao Qiu tried to slow his tone: "Bank staff are all pushing bonds hard; mainly because today is Monday, tomorrow there shouldn't be an inverted market. We estimate this week can still hit 10 billion issuance quota; many out-of-town insurance companies or institutions still buy our bonds to redeem for gold and platinum, and precious metal companies won't be few either. I'm worried if this continues, gold will run out soon."

The Chen Family's influence at most extends south of the Yangtze; to exert decisive influence outside Jiangnan Province is almost impossible — at least those aristocratic families in Xijing won't listen to them.

If any family wants to leave some heirloom money, redeeming gold and platinum and storing it in the basement is truly not a bad idea.

Chen Yi laughed, saying: "Let them redeem as they please. The source of precious metals, I'll think of a way."

He finished, scratched his head; the gold mined from the West Continent was originally less than platinum, and with issuance at the same speed, gold was obviously insufficient.

Gao Qiu "hmm"ed. After a week of brisk sales, bond issuance had clearly weakened; perhaps by next week daily sales would sharply drop to 500 million, even 100 million was possible.

Unless Gold Bonds are promoted to major clients, with the means of ordinary Jiangning residents it's hard to consume all 150 tons of precious metals in a short time. From the current situation, they have at least two to three months of buffer; if there's no replenishment, that's also a problem for Chen Yi who makes the decisions.

In short, if it weren't for that undeveloped world of the West Continent as a foundation, Chen Yi's attempt to issue precious metal currency would be like a fool holding a sack of Viagra attacking an entire nightclub; but when he has the West Continent's near-infinite resource replenishment, a sack of Viagra becomes a truckload of vibrating eggs — no matter how big the nightclub, it only has the share of submitting.

Chen Zhongguo was willing to fully support his grandson; on one hand because he personally experienced the wonder of "Dan Shen," on the other because he had the patience to wait... half a century of battlefield slaughter and political struggle made him able to tolerate failure and also suppress wild joy.

Under Chen Yi's insistence, Chen Zhongguo was willing to continue escorting him before his passing, giving his grandson a bit of experimental space and learning opportunity — this is also the greatest advantage of aristocratic scions; commoners with small surnames have no chance to try failure, one failure is enough to turn a lifetime's ambition into nothing.

A person's achievement is composed of four parts: luck, talent, knowledge, and experience.

Apart from luck which is unfathomable, the other three are all related to the father's generation, and increasingly obvious the more modern it gets. Learning knowledge requires the father's financial support; experience requires the father's connections; and talent requires the father's choice of spouse...

Gao Qiu was like a loyal wolfdog guarding a warehouse; he saw the grain in the warehouse becoming less and less, saw the mice becoming more and more, and thus thought the grain was all eaten by mice. He worried that without grain he would starve, yet didn't know autumn was getting closer and closer.

Chen Yi could only roughly comfort Gao Qiu, patting his shoulder and saying: "Everything will be fine."

Like a veteran comforting a recruit, though the information-lacking Gao Qiu looked as old as a WWI soldier.

The head office's business hall was bustling with people coming and going, not a place suitable for chatting; after confirming there were no major problems, Chen Yi declined Gao Qiu's dinner invitation and drove to the martial arts hall.

The new batch of graduates from Chen Family Martial Arts Hall were the 49th class students; they were also the last batch of short-term students. Starting from July, all martial arts hall students must study for at least 1 year.

Although cultivation time wasn't long, the 49th class students' best results had already risen to Body Technique Level 7, the worst also at Body Technique Level 5; a year ago this was almost unimaginable. Besides abundant resources and improved student quality, the teaching of Divine Art Knights like Yin Senyong played a huge role.

Just like Chen Yi back then had Holy Knight Grendel teaching him; Yin Senyong and the others' foundations might not be deep enough, but because they could communicate with Source Energy, their comprehension of Body Technique was a layer deeper — like a master teaching children, not necessarily everyone benefits, but someone definitely benefits.

The car reached near Meijiang Building, beginning to see quite a number of traffic police. From Meijiang Building to Jiangjing Service Area, then to the original Binjiang Road Subway Station, forming a new small triangle; the five buildings enclosed in this area, whether rented or bought, all belonged to Jiangning Martial Arts Hall; they connected in a line with Jiangbei Wharf, already becoming Jiangning's fastest developing area.

Over 3 billion investment per year, plus the martial arts hall students' ever-higher income, this place had actually formed a completely different commercial zone; especially the development of various sports goods stores was astonishing.

Chen Yi drove a Raptor; its license plate was in all traffic police's memory, so he arrived at Meijiang Building unimpeded. Liu Xinyu waited at the elevator, holding thick documents.

"How is the situation?"

"The number of trainees has broken through the 20,000 mark. More than 500 people in this new batch signed up to go Overseas."

This was the largest number ever. Chen Yi asked happily, "Have they all completed Basic Training?"

"All passed."

"Great, let's go see." Chen Yi slapped his hands heavily. Basic Training included driving automobiles, especially heavy vehicles, ordinary shooting training with 100 bullets, basic Formation Training, basic Wilderness Survival knowledge... especially shooting and Wilderness Training were subjects only added in the last few months, and coordinating all aspects was no easy task.

Everyone at the Martial Arts Hall showed elated expressions; whoever received praise would be happy.

"Everyone has gathered in the auditorium." Liu Xinyu led the way ahead while blinking her eyes and said, "I want to go Overseas."

Chen Yi blinked his eyes like mosquito wings.

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