Chapter 654: Iron Woman An Yinan

"You! Just like before."

He extended a finger and tapped at An Yinan.

An Yinan finished her tea, then smiled and said, "You haven't changed either; you still like to tease people."

"Grandpa, who's here?" Zhang Cheng walked out of the room while yawning, but when he saw An Yinan sitting on the sofa waving at him, he silently returned to his room.

He was only wearing a small undershirt and a pair of large shorts; after all, the people who came to his grandfather's dormitory were basically male Comrades.

How could he have forgotten that An Yinan was also there?

"You recovered so quickly?" Zhang Cheng asked directly without any reserve after changing his clothes and walking back out.

In the year or more they had spent in the City of Hong Kong, they had become very good partners and good friends.

At the very least, that was what Zhang Cheng thought!

"Me?" An Yinan smiled and held up three fingers.

"Went to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and attended classes for three days."

Then she held up another finger, "Attended one meeting."

"If I hadn't come over today, I reckon I would have had to leave in a few days."

She shrugged her shoulders; come to think of it, she really was quite busy.

Zhang Cheng gave a thumbs-up, "Impressive, worthy of being the Iron Woman An Yinan."

"Oh?"

Hearing her faint voice, Zhang Cheng knew she didn't know this nickname yet.

"You start companies, open shops, and get first place every time; everyone in our class calls you the Iron Woman An Yinan directly."

An Yinan nodded; it was an interesting title.

"Li Zai went to the hospital; he's been living in the hospital these days, keeping his brother company."

"I went to see them the day before yesterday; his brother's condition is much better now, and he can already say some simple words and recognizes Li Zai."

Zhang Cheng knew that An Yinan had come here mostly because of Li Zai.

"Thank you." She said it sincerely.

"What are you thanking me for? Li Zai is my friend too." Zhang Cheng laughed.

Over this past year or so, he and Li Zai had been together constantly; although they didn't know each other before and didn't talk much, after they became familiar, they often discussed stocks, economics, and economic news together.

It was just that Li Zai hadn't studied it systematically; otherwise, he would definitely be another genius.

That's right, the title of genius he had carried before had finally been set down.

But he only thought this in his heart; he never said it to Li Zai, as he knew how uncomfortable it was to be placed on that pedestal.

"Ahem."

Just at this moment, two deliberate coughs came from the stool to the side.

Zhang Cheng shrugged his shoulders and curled his lips helplessly.

"Didn't you say you came to clear up my confusion?" Professor Zhang put down his newspaper and looked at An Yinan, asking seriously.

An Yinan blinked, "Um... that works too."

This little liar!

Clearing up my confusion, indeed! She just came to find someone; don't tell me I can see it—even a blind person could see it, right?

"What is going on with this stock?" Professor Zhang pointed to the data on the side; An Yinan recognized this notebook—it was Zhang Cheng's.

"Twin Stocks." Seeing the familiar data, An Yinan spoke right up.

She was used to discussing stocks with Zhang Cheng and the others, and they could understand the things she said.

Zhang Cheng spread his hands, "See? I told you, it's just Twin Stocks."

Professor Zhang's face turned green; how did he end up with such a grandson?

"You only told me it's Twin Stocks; what else did you say?"

Professor Zhang's face was black; it would have been fine if he hadn't replied, but once he did, he couldn't quite control his temper.

"It's not that I don't want to say it; I haven't even figured it out myself yet!"

Zhang Cheng looked at his grandfather; this old man should have passed menopause, so why had his temper been so explosive lately?

Could it be that there was such a thing as a second menopause?

Or perhaps...

A late-onset rebellious phase?

If Professor Zhang knew what his filial grandson was thinking, he would definitely wish he could just kill him and bury him to be done with it.

"Flowers Blooming on One Stalk."

At this moment, a faint voice spoke, and her gaze shifted from the notebook to the grandfather and grandson in the room.

"Flowers Blooming on One Stalk. Double Stocks?" Professor Zhang immediately realized where the problem lay.

If she had said Twin Stocks, he might not have understood, but Flowers Blooming on One Stalk—that he understood!

An Yinan nodded, her eyes brightening, "Professor Zhang has encountered this before, haven't you?"

Professor Zhang's eyes looked a bit dazed, then he smiled and nodded, "Not only encountered it, I even suffered a huge loss because of it."

This case had no record in Huaxia at present.

An Yinan didn't know; after all, in her past life, she wasn't an economics or finance major, so she had no understanding of these cases.

Many of the stocks in the City of Hong Kong were things she had learned about through statistical information in newspapers from later generations.

She really didn't know that Professor Zhang had actually encountered Twin Stocks.

"Shall we chat about it?" An Yinan became interested.

Professor Zhang looked at the two people who had quickly sat down beside him, and seeing the expressions on their faces, he was left speechless.

"I don't want to say."

The tsundere old man currently wore an expression on his face that said, "You all should beg me..."

Zhang Cheng hurriedly poured a cup of water, wearing a fawning smile, and then said with a chuckle, "I really don't know; it's not that I'm deliberately not saying."

He understood what was going on in his heart, but as for explaining the principle or how to judge it, he really couldn't say.

He thought these were all accumulations of experience.

However, seeing his grandfather's expression, this matter was not common or ordinary, and Huaxia had never encountered such a thing.

Now he was even more curious: how did An Yinan know?

"I already said it," An Yinan spread her hands, wearing an expression of "it goes without saying."

She had indeed said it, but she hadn't had time to say the rest before Professor Zhang figured it out himself, right?

Professor Zhang looked at the faces of the two, wondering what that righteous and confident look was all about.

"I used to call it Double Stocks, but when one stock soared and one stock slowly sank, I was young and arrogant back then; who would have known about the matter of Double Stocks?"

Professor Zhang thought back to his younger days—not exactly young, but back then, Zhang Cheng didn't exist yet.

He was a person with a bit of fame on Financial Street in the United States, having entered high society as a person of yellow race.

But it was also when he was in high spirits that he was fiercely slapped in the face by a stock.

"At that time, I had my eye on a stock; all the calculations, all the deductions, and all the information had already told me that this stock would definitely be a dark horse."

When he spoke to this point, Professor Zhang's eyes were filled with the colors of memory; after all, it was in that era, at the time when he stood the highest.

He fell hard!

"A sign of youth: gambling."

An Yinan narrowed her eyes, then thought of what Professor Zhang had said to her at the very beginning.

Gambling.

It was the path he had walked.

But they were different; he lost his gamble.

And she, she won hers.