My autobiography is definitely not a tragedy!
Chapter 391 - 264: A Father’s Love Is as Great as a Mountain

Chapter 391: Chapter 264: A Father’s Love Is as Great as a Mountain

At 9:30 a.m., the stock market opened.

And as expected, Chang Chun Biological hit its seventh consecutive limit down...

Galaxy Securities.

"Gulp~" In front of the computer screen, Tony and the bald Manager Liu watched the seven long, straight bearish candles and both instinctively swallowed their saliva.

"How much did Chairman Gao profit?" asked the bald manager, his throat somewhat dry.

Tony immediately opened the system backend on the computer next to him, stared at the screen for a few seconds, then lifted his head with some difficulty to look at the manager, stammering.

"A floating... a floating profit of 313 million! The client’s account assets have now inflated to over six hundred million..."

"Hiss~"

The bald manager inhaled sharply.

In seven trading days, a net profit of over three hundred million, an investment return of 100%!

What kind of demonic speed of making money was this?

Bear in mind that their total retained client funds were also just over three hundred million.

Good heavens, they had made the equivalent of an entire branch’s worth in just a few days!

Now, nearly 70% of their retained funds were from a single client; it was safe to declare that their Su City branch had effectively taken the surname Gao starting today...

As the largest super client at the moment, Tony and his colleague naturally paid close attention to Gao Yuan’s account all the time.

Although they had been shocked by the first one or two limit downs, they could still accept them.

But with continuous limit downs and an ongoing free falling trend, they completely lost their composure.

They had spent most of their time since the beginning of trading focused on the stock price of Chang Chun Biological, watching it fall freely.

Yet, contrary to the stock price, their moods were skyrocketing...

"Old Niu, we’re going to be rich!" exclaimed the bald manager, his face beaming with joy.

This time was nothing like the previous investment with Meng Lang.

The previous business was linked to the performance of their subsidiary, but this time the pot of three hundred million was too big; it was not something their branch could swallow.

All they could do was normally handle stock purchases and sales for the client, earning just a little in transaction commissions and interest on funds, a risk-free intermediary business.

For the retained funds of over three hundred million, just this portion of earned money was enough for their branch to live very comfortably.

And putting these three hundred million into proprietary trading was a completely different type of investment decision made by the headquarters’ management, with profits and losses naturally not being burdened on them but on the headquarters.

Therefore, the more Gao Yuan earned, the larger their fund pool, and the higher the potential profits they could make in the future.

This naturally meant generous bonuses!

For Tony alone, the sustained performance income from this single business deal was enough to propel him straight towards the middle class.

Of course, this presupposed that Gao Yuan wouldn’t cash out after making a fortune, as that would be just a one-off deal that wouldn’t bring much in terms of long-term profit.

So as long as they took good care of Gao Yuan as a client and kept that money investing through them, the more Gao Yuan earned, the happier they became!

"It’s really amazing, huh, could it be that Mr. Meng truly has the ’koi physique’? A living stock god, this is!"

In the midst of his elation, Tony couldn’t help but think of the man who had completely changed his pay grade.

The fact that Meng Lang had turned 500,000 into 14 million was shocking enough.

This time, introducing a friend, my, the returns went straight for several small goals!

And these two investments made Tony feel a mysterious sense of familiarity...

The familiar contrarian operations, the precise timing of entry, and that familiar all-in...

Could it be that they really were friends, that without a smaller appetite for risk, they simply couldn’t play together?

"Absolutely, even though I’m a materialist, I can’t deny that there are people in this world who are irrationally lucky with money.

Hehe! Fortunately, we took a prudent stance this time. I heard that our Mr. Li took quite a fall on this one."

"Ah? Mr. Li, do you mean our general manager? What happened?"

Being just a salesperson, Tony had no way of knowing the company headquarters’ news as well as the bald manager and immediately asked in confusion.

"Sigh! What else could it be, he threw Chairman Gao’s three hundred million into the proprietary trading pool..."

The bald manager picked up his thermos cup, sipped his tea with a smile that had a hint of delight in others’ misfortune, like watching the clouds roll by with a comfortable indifference.

How the tables had turned!

During Meng Lang’s investment venture, it was himself that felt like an ant on a hot pan, anxiously enduring each market opening as if it was life or death, while also facing scolding from the leadership.

But now things were different; just an introduction of a friend and the leadership was being roasted over the flames.

And the flames couldn’t even touch him.

How could he not be content?

"Ah?" Tony was dumbstruck.

Earning commissions nicely, why muck around in this mess?

Still too young, not yet schooled by Mr. Meng’s lessons...

"So how bad is the company’s loss?" Tony asked with interest.

"I’m not too clear on the details, but it seems that because of Chang Chun Biological’s stock, there’s been a fairly big loss in the headquarters’ investment department.

But that’s not something we need to worry about; let the higher-ups deal with the fallout; we won’t be affected down here."

"Hehe, that’s true!"

"Ding!" x2.

As the two were talking, they simultaneously received a new message notification on their computers.

Tony, witnessing the bald manager still leisurely sipping on goji berry tea, took it upon himself to open the company’s ERP office system.

It was a mass-sent internal notice about personnel changes.

[To all departments:

After research and decision by the president’s office, the following adjustments are made to certain employees’ positions: Comrade Li XX, the former general manager due to company operational strategy adjustments, now moves to the operations department as deputy manager.

Comrade Wang XX, the former investment department manager, is transferred to the marketing department as deputy manager...

This notice is hereby given.

April 23, 2018]

Niu Ben: "..."

Staring at this series of personnel adjustments, he found himself at a loss for words momentarily.

"What’s going on?" the bald manager, who was previously leisurely drinking his wellness tea, noticed his increasingly odd expression and leaned in to take a look, and then...

Bald Manager: "..."

Yes, it’s true that when the sky falls, there’s a tall one to hold it up.

However, obviously, this time the tall one has been pressed down to the breaking point...

...

Suzhou University, staff residential area.

"Wanwan, look what Dad bought! I’m going to make your favorite braised sea bass for lunch today!"

"Dad, you don’t have to do this; just go tend to your own tasks, it’s fine for me to be alone and quiet."

Zheng Wan watched somewhat helplessly as Professor Zheng Dalu began tying his apron.

"How can that be? Look, you just got a few days off, and Dad also happened to have lost his job. It’s such a good opportunity to spend more time with you.

In the past, it was Dad’s fault for forgetting everything once work gets busy, not giving you and your mom enough care.

But don’t worry, Dad will find a less demanding job from now on, even if it means being a regular employee, working nine to five, weekends off, and having more time to take care of you."

"Dad, you really don’t have to do this; I promised you that I wouldn’t do anything foolish again.

Besides, you’ve been in research for most of your life, and now the project is only halfway done; how can you give up so easily? Didn’t you tell me a while back that the Beijing Institute of Science is considering hiring you?"

"That..."

Professor Zheng’s eyes showed a trace of regret, which he promptly concealed, putting on a nonchalant smile.

"Hey! They just said they were considering it, not that they definitely wanted to hire me. I haven’t received any news these past few days; it probably fell through."

If this incident hadn’t happened, I might have really abandoned you to chase after my dreams without a second thought.

But faced with the dilemma between family and career, he ultimately chose family.

Regretful? Maybe a little.

But at least he would have no regrets...

He smiled and walked over to pat Zheng Wan’s head.

"It’s okay, I have a sense of proportion regarding my own matters. Compared to you, work can always take a backseat.

Don’t worry, the school is already investigating and dealing with those bad students. Just rest at home for a while; with your grades, you don’t need to worry about falling behind.

Once the results of the investigation are out, ensuring you have a good learning environment, you can continue going to classes.

Don’t feel burdened; fortunately, nothing serious happened that day, and your classmates will simply think you took a few days off sick. You don’t have to worry about what others might think of you.

If it really doesn’t work out, we can apply for a transfer, and start over in a new environment..."

Listening to her father’s rambling yet deeply caring words, Zheng Wan felt guilty inside.

The more Professor Zheng showed his concern, the more regret she harbored in her heart.

Perhaps it’s only after being close to death that one can truly understand the essence of living.

The moment she turned away from the edge of the rooftop, the timorous and immature Zheng Wan had already died.

Even if there is nothing but distance in the distance, even lonelier beyond, this time she would walk on with bravery!

The growth of young people sometimes happens in a mere instant...

"But..."

"Enough; no buts. Go sit for a while. Dinner will be ready soon.

It’s just a shame, I didn’t manage to keep Mr. Meng’s phone number last time. I really should invite him to our home to properly thank him..."

Professor Zheng headed into the kitchen, and soon, a cacophony of pots and pans clattering could be heard.

Unfortunately, even a stranger could detect the chaos in that sound...

"Dad, I do like braised sea bass, but I’ve never liked the one you cook..." Zheng Wan sighed inwardly.

But who can resist the mountain-like love of a father? In the end, she could only shake her head and return to her room, resignedly.

"Knock, knock!"

It wasn’t long before someone knocked on the door from outside, and Professor Zheng, somewhat flustered, turned off the stove to answer it.

"Creak~" The somewhat old residential door slowly opened with a noise that blatantly lacked oil, and then Professor Zheng saw two women standing at the doorway.

"Uh... who are you looking for?" Professor Zheng asked, confused.

Gao Yuan sized up the professor covered in fishy smell, holding a ladle in one hand and wiping his wet hand on his apron with a perplexed look on her face.

This... is the talent Meng Lang had in mind for Changqing Biological?

A chef whose cooking career has been stunted by scientific research?