Chapter 18 - A Different Jiang Han?

In Su Qingyi's memory, Jiang Han had always been arrogant, domineering, and reckless.

Taking the blame for someone else? Unthinkable.

But today, he had been calm, meticulous, and even considerate.

And he wasn't faking it—it was just who he was.

Her heart grew more conflicted.

Unconsciously, her gaze toward Jiang Han softened.

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"Shall we eat first?"

While Su Qingyi was lost in thought, Zhang Chongan spoke up.

"It's been a while since we sold off the shares. The stocks should be fully liquidated by now, and most investors didn't get a good look at me earlier. It should be safe to head out," Jiang Han reasoned.

"Alright, I'll come with you," Zhang Chongan agreed.

"Good."

As they started walking, Jiang Han noticed Su Qingyi wasn't following.

"Miss Su, let's go."

Both he and Zhang Chongan called out at the same time.

Snapping out of her thoughts, Su Qingyi quickly followed.

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At the Business Window

"Hello, miss. What kind of transaction would you like to process?"

Su Qingyi remained silent.

First, because her voice had already been exposed, and she didn't want to attract unnecessary attention.

Second, because this was ultimately Jiang Han's money. It was more appropriate for him to handle it.

She turned to Jiang Han, her eyes silently asking for instructions.

Seeing this, Zhang Chongan chuckled. She knows when to step forward and when to step back…

Jiang Han, momentarily surprised, smiled warmly before handing his account card to the banker.

"I previously sold some stocks here. Could you check the transaction status for me?"

The banker nodded and clicked his mouse a few times.

A second later, his expression froze.

Even with five times leverage, few retail investors in the country could afford to invest 5 million in stocks at once.

And now, after Jiang Han's sale, his account balance had soared past 10 million!

If he had waited just a few more days, the final amount could have been even higher.

"Gulp."

The banker swallowed hard.

He had seen many people make money in the stock market, but Jiang Han…

His profit was an integer multiple of his initial investment!

Jiang Han noticed the banker's dazed look and frowned.

"Is there a problem?"

The banker quickly snapped out of it.

"N-No problem, sir! Your stocks have been fully sold. Here's the transaction summary."

He discreetly handed over a printed receipt, respecting Jiang Han's privacy.

Jiang Han took the document and was about to check it when Zhang Chongan stopped him.

"Let's go to my office."

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Inside Zhang Chongan's Office

Zhang Chongan locked the door. "It was crowded outside just now. It's safe here."

Jiang Han nodded and unfolded the receipt.

All three of them leaned in to read—

And then, silence.

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"This must be a joke."

Su Qingyi was the first to react, her voice trembling.

Zhang Chongan whistled. "Damn… You made 11.8 million in just one operation? This is almost like robbing a bank!"

Su Qingyi's heart pounded.

She had heard of people making millions from stocks, but tens of millions in just two days?

Looking at Jiang Han's account balance—16.8 million—she felt like she was dreaming.

How was this even possible?

Based on normal market trends, the most he should have made was 50% profit at best.

But because of stock market bidding rules, where buyers offer the highest price, his profits had nearly tripled!

Zhang Chongan leaned back and smirked.

"So, what's next? Cash out, or keep going?"