In a large client room at the Xingchen Futures Exchange in the capital, sat two beautiful women.
On the table before them was a mobile phone, on speakerphone, from which Qin Chuan’s voice was currently emanating.
“Apologies, I’m in Longcheng right now, not the capital. Once I’m done here, I’ll treat you to a meal!”
“Ah, you’re back in Longcheng? When did you go back?”
Ding Ling was extremely surprised. Qin Chuan had visited Li Ya just yesterday morning.
“Last night.”
Qin Chuan replied.
“Oh, oh, oh, then you focus on your business. Remember what you said when you come to the capital!”
Ding Ling hung up the phone herself. Then, as if struck by something, she grabbed Li Ya’s shoulders and jumped up and down excitedly.
“Li Ya, the Juicer is really Qin Chuan, it’s really him!”
“I feel like I’m dreaming!”
Li Ya, whom Ding Ling was shaking vigorously, also had a complex expression. The news that Qin Chuan was the Juicer had greatly shocked her too.
Like many stock investors, Li Ya was filled with curiosity and awe for this mysterious person who had suddenly appeared on the scene.
She felt awe because she understood the financial industry very well. Whether it was stocks or futures, the difficulty of earning an astronomical three hundred million in two months was immense.
Because she paid attention, she understood more. The Juicer’s principal was only one hundred and fifty million. This meant that in just two months, he had doubled his capital.
What did doubling mean?
It meant earning a full two hundred percent!
Question: How many people who trade stocks or futures could achieve such a heaven-defying record?
Let alone two hundred percent, even fifty percent would be a cause for pride, becoming a brilliant achievement in their lives.
One hundred percent, and one would become famous, a shining star in the industry.
Even more importantly, Qin Chuan’s capital was substantial, a full one hundred and fifty million, and he had added ten times leverage, which was a massive fifteen hundred million!
With such a vast amount of capital, not to mention a retail investor, even market makers and large institutions would not dare to go all-in. Yet, Qin Chuan dared to do so.
“When he was with me, he never said he knew so much about futures,”
Li Ya couldn’t help but murmur.
“Don’t even mention it. When I think about it, I’m so embarrassed my toes could dig out a three-bedroom apartment.”
Hearing Li Ya’s muttering, Ding Ling seemed to recall something that made her feel deeply ashamed, her face turning red.
“Li Ya, do you remember, every time Qin Chuan came to us, we’d introduce him to so much professional knowledge, and you even lectured him, saying never to use leverage, that leverage was the way of gamblers!”
Recalling this, Li Ya also blushed. She had indeed said such things.
She couldn’t imagine what Qin Chuan was thinking at the time; he must have found it very funny…
The more Li Ya thought about it, the more embarrassed and indignant she became. This scoundrel was too good at pretending. Just wait, when he returned to the capital, she would settle the score!
“Earning three hundred million in two months, one hundred million Chinese Yuan is 1.15 tons, so three hundred million is a full 3.45 tons. In terms of cash, it wouldn’t even fit in this apartment!”
Ding Ling, as expected of a finance major, understood monetary units very well. Her eyes seemed to sparkle with little stars.
“Li Ya, I honestly wish I could be you right now. Then I’d never have to worry about money for the rest of my life and could buy whatever I wanted!”
“Anyone who disrespects me, I’ll smash them with money!”
Ding Ling said with great authority.
Li Ya almost burst out laughing. Was there anyone in the world who was smashed to death by money?
“I’m telling you, Li Ya, no matter how many other women Qin Chuan has outside, you absolutely must not break up with him out of anger. Understand? And you must protect the child in your belly, that’s your biggest trump card!”
Ding Ling instructed.
“Besides, I can feel that Qin Chuan really loves you. Otherwise, why would such a big boss, so busy every day, still take time to come over and inquire about your well-being from time to time?”
Li Ya remained silent. No one knew what she was truly thinking…
As expected, the next day, Qin Chuan became famous again, topping major newspaper headlines and television news.
Many media outlets reported immediately that Qin Chuan was the mysterious [Juicer].
The specially bolded and red [Earned Three Hundred Million in Two Months] was particularly eye-catching, deeply stimulating everyone’s hearts.
The news also reported Qin Chuan's outspoken statement that he was bearish on the current internet, believing the internet bubble was huge.
At the time, Qin Chuan’s remarks were heavily criticized. Many people even formed so-called small groups in private, vowing never to buy any products from the Xiaomi factory again.
What do you know about the internet, you who make electronics? Why don't you stick to your own expertise? Are you desperate for fame?
Now, with the news of Qin Chuan earning three hundred million in two months, people finally realized that they were the truly foolish ones.
Qin Chuan was indeed Qin Chuan, too amazing. Such sharp insight and judgment explained why he could develop products like the Mi MP3 at such a young age, and why he was already worth over a hundred million at a young age.
Indeed, successful people are never accidental; they are genuinely capable.
After the news report, Qin Chuan became a complete sensation, a national idol.
The sheer number of stock investors in the world, plus the fans of the Mi MP3, combined to form an unbelievably large following.
Outside the Xiaomi factory, a sea of reporters and fans gathered daily, eager to catch a glimpse of Qin Chuan.
Even Qin Chuan's laboratory in the capital, and his operations in Yongnan County, were swarmed by many people.
The power of fans was truly boundless; they had dug up everything about Qin Chuan, and many fans even gathered at major futures markets in the capital, waiting patiently.
Longcheng, the Yang family, the atmosphere was somber!
Yang Jingye and his wife Chu Xiuying sat together, facing their son Yang Conglong.
Between them, on the table, lay a thick stack of newspapers. The cover person and the shocking achievements on them were none other than Qin Chuan, the boyfriend of their precious daughter.
The couple questioned their son as if interrogating him, while Yang Conglong lowered his head, looking like a reformed criminal.
Under his parents’ questioning, Yang Conglong confessed everything clearly.
Upon learning that their son had invested a full thirty million with Qin Chuan to trade futures, Yang Jingye and Chu Xiuying didn't know whether to be happy or distressed.
They knew their son was going to trade futures with Qin Chuan. They hadn’t stopped him at the time but had set a limit: only five million, at most ten million.
Who would have thought that their son, hiding from them, would invest a full thirty million, some of which was borrowed from various sources!
According to their son, his thirty million investment accounted for one-fifth of the capital. This meant that Qin Chuan’s earned three hundred million included six million from their son!
This did not include the principal. Including the principal, it was a total of ninety million!
Yang Jingye and Chu Xiuying’s emotions were exceptionally complex. They, as a couple, had worked hard for twenty to thirty years, and to date, including various stocks and real estate, their assets barely exceeded one hundred million.
Now, their son, by following someone else, had earned almost as much as they had in their entire lives, twice over. Anyone in their position would have complex feelings!
“Dad, Mom, please stop scolding me. Xiao Mo also invested five million. Why don’t you call her down and scold her together?”
Yang Conglong weakly protested.