After a long day, Shen Yi's new home was finally complete. The two of them left the salon and headed straight to a Cantonese restaurant. Aunt Shen treated them, and the food was quite good.

Of course, it wasn't overly extravagant—three to four hundred for the two of them, which is normal spending. From this, you can tell that even someone like Shen Yi, who is fairly well-off, doesn't spend thousands daily.

If she were dining alone, she might be even thriftier. It's not that she lacks the financial capability, but for just having a meal, it's unnecessary. Usually, at the company, her meals are packed by Deng Jie, so they aren't particularly lavish.

She's a down-to-earth boss and very generous, no wonder all her employees like her so much.

At half past six in the afternoon, the temperature outside was still high, but thankfully, the house had air conditioning.

Su Qing sat in front of the computer, sipping on a chilled drink as he sorted through video material.

Even though the editing could be done at the company, he still needed to organize it himself at times. This was his fundamental job, and you can't forget your roots, right?

Besides, his short video channel was growing better and better, with over 300,000 followers now, getting closer to being a million-subscriber influencer.

The monthly income it brought him was quite substantial. How could he give up this stable source of income? Though he earned more from the stock market and quicker at that, it lacked a certain sense of involvement.

"I'm thirsty, got any chilled juice?"

Shen Yi, dressed in a casual long dress, was barefoot on the sofa, with her laptop on the coffee table in front of her. She stretched and called out to him.

Hearing this, Su Qing rolled his eyes at her and said grumpily, "There's some in the fridge. Don't you have legs? Get it yourself."

Indeed, after they returned from dinner, they went their separate ways home. Just when he thought he could finally rest on this holiday, Shen Yi showed up at his door with her laptop, saying she was just dropping by as a neighbor.

Before he could react, there she was, barefoot on the sofa, happily bossing him around to get her water and fruit while she leisurely opened her laptop to look at company reports.

Sure, Shen Yi was a stunning beauty, but Su Qing knew from experience that such beauties were best admired from a distance. Get too close, and you'll find out even fairies need to do the mundane things, like using the bathroom, and they can be quite a handful.

When he first heard Shen Yi was moving next door, he had a bad feeling, and it came true so quickly. It was only the first day. Whatever happened to the personal space and off-work freedoms?

Is the workplace always this oppressive nowadays?

"Why so ferocious? Fine, I'll get it myself, you stingy person!" With that, Shen Yi ran to the fridge barefoot, grabbed two cans of chilled juice, and returned, looking very pleased with herself.

She had imagined this kind of day since she first saw Su Qing on the street. After so much planning, she finally got her wish. Not only did she satisfy her own needs, but she also felt a strong sense of achievement. Shen Yi was indeed that strong woman, able to get anything she wanted.

This constant sense of excitement made her want to moan with pleasure. It was simply too joyful.

Now she was almost reluctant to think of anywhere else. As for the headquarters in the capital, wasn't there still Xiao Tang, the shareholder? As long as the company ran smoothly, she felt she could manage this branch indefinitely.

After all, the money ending up in her pocket wouldn't be any different. Work is work, no matter where you are, and the capital certainly didn't have such delightful distractions or such a pure source of joy.

"Hey, Shen Auntie, aren't you such a big boss? How do you have so much free time every day?" Su Qing turned around, looking at the contented young woman.

"Call me big sister. Don't think I can't tell you're calling me Auntie," Shen Yi retorted. Her name might sound nice, but indeed it sounded a bit aged, and coupled with her not-so-young age, it made her think too much.

Then she carried on, "What's wrong with being the boss? Can't a boss be human too?"

"If your employees can take time off, and as a boss I live no better than you guys, then what's the point of being a boss?"

To be honest, it was quite reasonable, leaving no room for argument.

"No, what I mean is, since you're on holiday, shouldn't you be at your own place? Employees need personal space too!"

"Why is that? Am I not allowed to oversee your work privately while paying you nearly 20,000 a month? Besides, where is there a boss nowadays, we're neighbors, haven't you heard that distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors? Anyway, you're alone at home, bored, aren't you? Well, this neighbor is here to chat with you now. Don't worry, the chat comes free of charge, no need to pay."

"Well, thank you so much," Su Qing said with a face that signaled she had won.

Such a big boss, where did she learn this rogue-like personality from? And this chat accompanying, who exactly is accompanying whom, does she even know?

You should know he's been involved in escorting services before.

Realizing he couldn't win against her, he lay back, helplessly turned around, closed the page, opened the stock trading platform, and sold off the stocks from the trial yesterday. Although there was a loss, the day's time made the losses negligible.

Then he gathered his funds and invested them all in the new stock he had selected.

The funds in his hands had already surpassed the 200,000 mark a while ago. After this short-term investment, roughly about a week later, his funds would approach 300,000.

This wasn't a small amount anymore. In some remote counties, it would equate to a house's worth.

In truth, calculating carefully, his capital started from the 120,000 reward from the police station. The money he used to have was almost negligible.

In just a little over a month, he managed to make over a hundred thousand in the stock market using commentary, and that doesn't even include his own expenses—it's like exorbitant profits.

And when Huang's salary and the recent profits from short-sighted products come in, that'll be tens of thousands more. By the time old Su returns, he might have five hundred thousand in his hands. By then, who runs the household is anyone's guess.

After all, these days, money talks. In the past, it was Comrade Old Su who earned the most and was the head of the household, but in the future, who knows.

Like waves in the Yangtze River pushing the waves before, in this world, each new generation replaces the old. It's time for Old Su to pass the torch after being on the first page of the household registry for so many years.

"Ahchoo, ahchoo, ahchoo!" It turns out Old Su in another city sneezed three times in a row.

Just as he started manipulating the stock market trades, Shen Yi appeared behind him at some point.

"You're still trading stocks?"

The voice suddenly coming from behind startled him.

"How do you walk without making a sound?"

"Because I'm not wearing shoes," Shen Yi laughed, kicking her bare feet.

Then she leaned over the back of the chair behind him, seriously looking at the stock on his computer screen.

Strands of hair fell from Su Qing's head, landing on his face, tickling him a bit.

"Two hundred forty thousand? I didn't see you as a little tycoon—crying poor every day with so much money. I thought you were really broke. How annoying," Shen Yi was surprised to see the amount in his trading account.

In her eyes, for Su Qing's age, not being in debt was already impressive, let alone having such a large sum of money.

"Can you stop being a one-upper? We know you're loaded, alright? This is all my savings, all here in one account. I might not even afford a tire from your car," Su Qing replied, rolling his eyes at her.

Hearing this, Shen Yi was stunned: "All your money? You've got some guts! You finally saved up some money and went all in. Aren't you afraid of losing it?"

"And this ZhongRuan stock, I've looked into it too, hasn't seen much improvement lately. You dump so much money in, it'll be your loss if it tanks."

Su Qing didn't refute her words. Indeed, from an ordinary perspective, this stock really wasn't worth buying, whether by retail investors or large capitals. But he had commentary and knew that this stock would see a fair rise in two days, reaching around 3.8. Naturally, he wouldn't let it slip by.

"I have confidence in my judgment. Since I got into stocks, I've never lost money. Although this stock won't see a big rise, a small increase is enough. Besides, I focus on short-term trades and will sell them all within a week—can't lose too much, even if I do," Su Qing said calmly, full of confidence.

Hearing this, Shen Yi couldn't help but be surprised: "Never lost money? How long have you been trading stocks?"

"A little over a month?"

"Your profits?"

"The principal is about a hundred and twenty thousand, the rest is profit."

This shocked Shen Yi even more. With a principal of twelve hundred thousand, he now had over two hundred forty thousand. In other words, in just a month, he doubled his principal.

A monthly rate of a hundred percent, not to mention the annual rate.

"Have you studied this field before?" Shen Yi asked.

Su Qing chuckled, "Sort of. My dad is an old stock market player, and I've just been trying it out with my own money. Seems it wasn't that hard."

If Shen Yi knew that his twelve thousand was a reward, which just came in less than a month ago, she might have been even more astonished.

After pondering for a long while, Shen Yi suddenly laughed:

"In that case, let this big sister join the game. I'll give you a million to manage. After a month, as long as you maintain a profit, no matter how much, I'll add more. I'll give you ten... no, thirty percent of the profits, which is thirty percent of the gain. What do you say?"

A million might not be a small amount to Shen Yi, but it's not a huge sum either. However, Su Qing's words piqued her curiosity.

If he indeed had a talent for this, Shen Yi wouldn't mind nurturing it a bit, maybe even having him serve as her financial advisor.

Of course, she wasn't really counting on Su Qing to turn much of her money around. This million was just her way of trying the waters—there'd be no big deal even if it was lost.

[There's only zero and countless times for soft rice—the act of sponging off someone. Making money this way is nothing to be ashamed of. Soft rice is still food!]

Su Qing: "Deal!"

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