It had only been half an hour.
When Jiang Han closed the notebook, Su Qingyi let out a deep sigh, her admiration evident. "As expected of someone from a wealthy family. My understanding of these things is far inferior to yours."
Hearing this, Jiang Han smiled. "I've been exposed to this world since childhood, so it's only natural. But you? You've reached this level in just a few days. Your talent far surpasses mine."
He paused for a moment before continuing, "I have a suggestion—why not invest 10,000 yuan in these stocks? Consider it practice. You won't lose money."
These stocks had already been pre-judged by the system. Although the profits wouldn't be massive, the chances of losing were virtually nonexistent.
Su Qingyi didn't hesitate. She nodded with determination. "Alright, I'll follow your lead."
With that, she turned and walked out of the office, heading straight for the trading floor on the first floor.
Jiang Han watched her leave, his eyes narrowing slightly.
She looked fragile—slender and delicate—but beneath that exterior, she was incredibly sharp and determined. Her learning ability was astonishing.
With this thought, he shifted his focus back to his own achievements.
With the 16.45 million profit from his recent trades, his total capital in the stock market had now reached 33.25 million!
33.25 million!
In his past life, this was the amount he had once dreamed of owning, enough to buy a luxury villa. But now, this money was his stepping stone to something far greater.
As he stood in the bustling stock exchange, he felt a wave of emotions surge through him.
In his previous life, he had been nothing more than a rich playboy, squandering his wealth on entertainment and indulgence. Even after his parents' sudden passing, he remained unchanged.
Jiang Zhiyu had struggled to keep their family business, Huaifeng, afloat. But in the end, the company his father had built from the ground up collapsed into bankruptcy.
Jiang Han still remembered the moment when his life took a downward spiral.
He had been in a hotel, about to check into a room with a beautiful live-streamer in his arms, when he was suddenly informed—his credit card had been declined.
That was the beginning of the end.
His bank account balance dropped to zero. His so-called friends abandoned him overnight. His wife left him without hesitation.
Though he had once been a top finance graduate in Shanghai, by the time he hit rock bottom, he was already nearing forty. Finding a decent job in the competitive financial hub was next to impossible.
Middle-aged, alone, and jobless—he had been forced to accept a low-paying position, earning just a few thousand yuan a month. His once-glamorous life had become a never-ending struggle.
But this time…
This time, things would be different.
Now that he had been reborn, he refused to let his life go to waste again.
Huaifeng was his father's legacy. He would reclaim it.
His parents were gone, but he was still here. He would save Huaifeng.
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After some time, Su Qingyi returned.
"All done?" Jiang Han asked.
Su Qingyi nodded. "I bought shares in Zhongqiang Energy and Acorn Technology."
Jiang Han raised an eyebrow.
She had skipped Chunrun Water Industry and Jiajia Foods—the stocks he had assured would rise—and instead chose stocks entirely on her own.
So, she wants to test her own judgment?
Jiang Han smiled inwardly. This girl is stubborn.
"System, check the return rates for Zhongqiang Energy and Acorn Technology."
[Zhongqiang Energy: Short-term return: 8.54% (within 24 hours)]
[Acorn Technology: Short-term return: 6.71% (within 24 hours)]
Jiang Han let out a silent sigh.
Both stocks were solid picks.
She's got great instincts.
"How did I do?" Su Qingyi asked, blinking up at him expectantly.
She had been given VIP treatment the moment she stepped into the stock exchange, thanks to her striking looks. But more than that, after watching Jiang Han turn 5 million into 33.25 million in just two trades, she had developed deep respect for his skills.
His approval meant a lot to her.
Jiang Han glanced at her with admiration. "These are great choices, Qingyi. Your learning ability is incredible."
Hearing this, Su Qingyi let out a breath of relief.
For her, 10,000 yuan was no small amount.
In the year 2000, a poor student like her could never imagine saving such an amount, even if her parents worked tirelessly for an entire year.
Noticing her tension ease, Jiang Han grew curious.
"Why did you choose to work at the exchange?" he asked.
Su Qingyi sighed. "I come from a rural village in Sichuan. I needed to earn money for my tuition."
She smiled faintly. "Compared to other part-time jobs, the exchange pays better. Plus, since I'm studying finance, working here helps me build connections in the industry."
Jiang Han nodded thoughtfully. Then, with a teasing smile, he said, "Honestly, it's a waste for someone as talented as you to be serving tea and running errands. How about this—become my secretary instead?"
Su Qingyi blinked in surprise.
Jiang Han's sharp gaze locked onto her, his confidence unwavering. She felt herself being drawn in, her heart skipping a beat.
"How about it?" he asked again, half-joking. "Will you take the job?"
Snapping back to reality, Su Qingyi's face flushed. "I… I still have to attend classes."
Jiang Han chuckled.
In his past life, he had been surrounded by many beautiful women.
But a woman like Su Qingyi—intelligent, determined, and refreshingly genuine—was a rare find.
This time, he wasn't going to let go of the things that truly mattered.