Chapter 22

"Congratulations, but leveraging five times your principal is a huge risk. Who knows how long your fortune will last?"

Su Qingyi looked at Jiang Han with a teasing smile, her tone lighthearted but carrying a hint of concern.

"You—can't you at least expect good things for me?" Jiang Han sighed, rubbing his forehead.

Su Qingyi chuckled. "Who's 'you'? You sound so old-fashioned when you're barely older than me."

"Alright, alright, Miss Su, is that better?"

Su Qingyi pouted. "Too formal. After all, aside from being colleagues, we're also classmates."

Jiang Han raised an eyebrow. "Then… what do you want me to call you?"

Su Qingyi lifted her head slightly and met his gaze. "Call me Qingyi."

Jiang Han nodded. "Alright, Qingyi."

The name rolled off his tongue naturally. It was just right—not too distant, yet not overly familiar.

—

That afternoon, in the manager's office, Zhang Chongan and Su Qingyi were still in shock.

Meanwhile, Jiang Han sat comfortably, an unconcealed joy on his face.

"You… you're practically a walking money printer," Zhang Chongan muttered, still staring at the transaction records in disbelief.

Shaking his head, he smacked his lips. "Tsk, tsk. Three stocks, an average yield of 9.97%... The initial 16.8 million principal, combined with five times leverage, and after deducting 310,000 yuan in expenses, turned into 33.25 million. That's a solid 16.45 million yuan profit!"

At that moment, Zhang Chongan took a deep breath.

When they were in school, why had he never realized Jiang Han had such monstrous investment talent?

"How long has it been?"

"Two days," Su Qingyi answered.

"…What a freaking monster."

Jiang Han shot them both a glare. "Enough with the commentary."

Zhang Chongan let out a nervous laugh. "Ahaha, right! I just remembered I have something urgent to do—I'll leave you two to talk. No need to see me out!"

Before Jiang Han could even respond, Zhang Chongan had already bolted from the office.

Jiang Han sighed. That senior of his was great in many ways, but his mouth sure ran wild.

—

After a moment of thought, Jiang Han pulled out a checkbook from his wallet and started writing something.

Su Qingyi, watching him, tilted her head in curiosity.

Over the past two days, her initial hostility toward Jiang Han had all but vanished. Now, she found herself intrigued by him.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

Finishing up, Jiang Han handed her the check.

"I've noticed all the effort you've put in these past two days. You deserve this."

Su Qingyi glanced down at the check—10,000 yuan.

Her face turned red.

She hesitated before saying, "This… this is too much."

Jiang Han smirked. "Don't overthink it. If you had just followed me around without contributing, I wouldn't have given you a cent."

Hearing this, Su Qingyi pursed her lips, then silently tucked the check away.

—

"Oh, by the way," Jiang Han suddenly said, "can I take a look at your notebook?"

Su Qingyi blinked in surprise. "Huh? Oh… sure."

She handed it over, feeling a bit self-conscious.

"I checked the transaction records on your account," she explained. "Almost all the stocks you bought were previously at their lowest limit before bouncing back."

"So last night, I stayed up researching all the stocks that were nearing their limit-down threshold. Then, I picked a few that had a high probability of rising."

Jiang Han raised an eyebrow. "You did that in one night?"

Su Qingyi nodded.

Jiang Han was genuinely surprised.

Before joining Faithful Securities, Su Qingyi had primarily learned about economics from books, with little exposure to real stock market trading.

Yet, in just one night, she had managed to analyze one-third of the limit-down stocks on the market?

Every day, there were hundreds of stocks that met the limit-down criteria.

For an ordinary student, gathering and analyzing this much data in such a short time was unheard of.

Jiang Han flipped through the notebook, his interest growing.

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[Chunrun Water Industry: Ultra-short-term return: 9% | Holding period: 24 hours]

[Jiajia Foods: Ultra-short-term return: 12% | Holding period: 24 hours]

[…]

Jiang Han's expression shifted slightly.

His system immediately analyzed the stocks listed in her notes, and the results shocked him.

Nearly half of the stocks she had selected would actually rise.

Although their gains wouldn't be as high as his picks, her accuracy rate alone was impressive!

For someone who had only been studying stocks for a few days, this level of analysis was unbelievable.

Jiang Han had never met someone who could absorb knowledge and develop such sharp instincts in such a short time.

At that moment, two thoughts crossed his mind.

If she keeps developing in this field, she'll definitely become an industry leader.

He looked up and, with genuine admiration, said, "You've got talent. But…"

"But?" Su Qingyi looked at him curiously.

Jiang Han smirked. "Your judgment accuracy is only 50%. Take Huai'an Trade, for example—it's not as optimistic as you think…"

Under Su Qingyi's eager gaze, Jiang Han patiently pointed out the flaws in her analysis, breaking down each miscalculation one by one.