Chapter 0329: A True Genius

Winter in Shanghai was undoubtedly much warmer than in Ninghai. Sitting in the restaurant, Zhao Fusheng and Tan Kaixuan had taken off their coats and were only wearing sweaters. Their faces were flushed from drinking.

As Tan Kaixuan sat there drinking, he kept thinking: if he and Zhao Fusheng finished their midday drinks, went back to sleep, and woke up again, would a miracle happen?

Tan Kaixuan was actually a very ambitious man. He didn't believe in the saying that a person's fate was predetermined by heaven. In his view, as long as he worked hard and fought for it, he would surely be richly rewarded.

As for geniuses, Tan Kaixuan never believed such creatures existed.

But now, he felt that Zhao Fusheng might be a genius. Although the guy was sometimes odd and mysterious, compared to himself, Zhao Fusheng had a real talent for stocks.

Many people liked to attribute others' success in making money or getting promotions to luck, but in Tan Kaixuan's view, Zhao Fusheng's repeated ability to come up with wild advertising ideas, write a script, compose poetry, decisively invest in Wang Zhen's website, and now earn the capital he had—that was no longer just luck; it was his true skill.

But as for believing that a miracle would occur and that stocks that had been hitting the daily limit down for several days would turn red, Tan Kaixuan still found it hard to believe Zhao Fusheng's words.

So when he saw the number on the incoming call, sweat broke out on Tan Kaixuan's face.

"My dad," Tan Kaixuan blinked, said to Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head helplessly, reached out to take the phone, and pressed the answer button: "Hello, Uncle Tan, how are you?"

"Xiao Zhao, are you with Kaixuan?"

Tan's father's voice was urgent, as if he had something important to say.

Zhao Fusheng smiled. Although it was strange, he nodded: "Yes, we found it boring at the stock exchange this morning, so we came out for a drink."

"Drinking?"

Tan's father was taken aback, then laughed: "Right, right, right, we should drink, we should drink."

"Huh?"

Zhao Fusheng frowned suspiciously, not understanding what Tan's father meant.

At that moment, Tan Kaixuan finally mustered his courage, took the phone, and said to his father: "Dad, this time I wasn't thorough enough. I think next time..."

"You brat! Not thorough enough indeed. Next time something like this happens, you have to be decisive!" Tan's father laughed heartily: "I never expected it, really never expected it. Such a good market, and we actually caught it!"

Tan Kaixuan was stunned, his mouth wide open wanting to speak, but before he could, Tan's father excitedly said: "When your mother and I went this morning, we heard that the stocks we bought had hit the daily limit down and were a bit frustrated. But unexpectedly, just before the close, they directly hit the daily limit up. Ah, we almost sold them off—that was close."

"Son, you and Xiao Zhao have patience. You actually went out drinking. Not bad. Your old man isn't as good as you this time."

Tan's father's words of praise poured out like they cost nothing, praising his son as if he were rare in the world. Tan Kaixuan was completely dumbfounded. Only when his father finally stopped did he ask in surprise: "Dad, are you saying the stocks went back up?"

"Mm, not only did they go back up, they directly hit the limit and sealed the board. Judging by the market maker's stance, they don't plan to open the board," Tan's father said contentedly.

"What does that mean?" Tan Kaixuan was puzzled and asked his father.

Tan's father chuckled: "It means they've gathered enough chips and plan to keep pulling up. I reckon the board won't open again this week. We just wait to count the money."

According to stock market rules, apart from national statutory holidays, the market opens from Monday to Friday each week. The maximum increase for a stock cannot exceed ten percent, and the maximum decrease cannot exceed ten percent.

The former is called the daily limit up, and the latter is called the daily limit down.

Now, for the two stocks that Zhao Fusheng and Tan Kaixuan owned, according to Tan's father, at least five consecutive daily limit ups were certain. That meant they would make at least five hundred thousand yuan.

Tan Kaixuan sat there stupidly, holding the phone, not even knowing when his father hung up. He stared at Zhao Fusheng in shock: "You knew all along, didn't you?"

"What?" Zhao Fusheng hadn't heard the conversation between Tan Kaixuan and his father clearly and asked with a confused look.

"The stocks hit the daily limit up," Tan Kaixuan said only five words and couldn't speak anymore.

Zhao Fusheng was stunned, then let out a long breath. Damn it, these damned stocks had finally started!

No matter how calm he appeared on the surface, Zhao Fusheng was also very worried inside. After all, he had been reborn into a world that wasn't the original one. If this market trend didn't happen, he would really lose out.

That was seven hundred thousand yuan, not seventy yuan.

Fortunately, it seemed that the heavens had heard his prayers and helped at the critical moment.

Looking up, Zhao Fusheng said to Tan Kaixuan: "Did your father say how it hit the daily limit up?"

This was crucial. The size of the buy orders indicated the market maker's attitude. If the buy orders weren't large enough, there might still be a tug-of-war.

Tan Kaixuan chuckled upon hearing this: "A million-yuan buy order directly pushed it to the daily limit up, not giving anyone a chance to get in. My father said, based on his experience, at least this week, we won't see the board open."

Then he blinked and said to Zhao Fusheng: "Brother, are we going to make money?"

Zhao Fusheng smiled slightly. If he remembered correctly, this market trend would last at least ten days. That meant the one million yuan they had invested would at least double.

Thinking this, Zhao Fusheng nodded to Tan Kaixuan: "That's right, we're making money."

Then the two of them laughed heartily together. Remembering the gloomy morning, at this moment they really wanted to sing loudly.

Because their mood was too good—it was a feeling of relief after a narrow escape.

Letting out a long breath, Zhao Fusheng said to Tan Kaixuan: "After this, I'm never touching stocks again."

"Why?" Tan Kaixuan looked at Zhao Fusheng in confusion. In his view, Zhao Fusheng was undoubtedly very talented in this field. Even he himself fell far short compared to him. At the very least, in terms of composure, he couldn't match him.

Having a strong heart was undoubtedly a very important trait for stock trading.

Zhao Fusheng glanced at Tan Kaixuan and said seriously: "It's too risky. Honestly, the stock market changes in an instant; you could capsize at any moment. And there are too many uncontrollable factors. My personality isn't suited for playing stocks."

Tan Kaixuan fell silent. What Zhao Fusheng said was actually very reasonable, because China's stock market was indeed like that—too volatile. Tan Kaixuan had studied related materials before and read a lot, so he naturally understood that Zhao Fusheng wasn't exaggerating. But he still wasn't willing to give up, because Tan Kaixuan felt that the stock market was the easiest place to get rich.

Ambitious people often like to do risky things. It's often said that difficult environments easily cultivate strong-willed people, but that's not necessarily true. Dangerous places are more likely to cultivate strong-willed people, because if a person could face problems at any time, they would instead become cautious.

Caution and recklessness—if these two traits could appear in one person, then that person could only be a stock investor.

Seeing Tan Kaixuan's reaction, Zhao Fusheng knew the guy was struggling. He chuckled lightly and casually said: "You could actually think differently. With so much money at home, why not do some real business? Like e-commerce."

"Huh?"

Tan Kaixuan was startled, then looked up at Zhao Fusheng: "What did you just say? E-commerce?"

Zhao Fusheng was taken aback: "Did I say that?"

"You did, I heard it clearly," Tan Kaixuan said word by word. "You mean selling things online?"

Zhao Fusheng shook his head: "It's not that simple. I'll explain in detail later. This matter is very complicated and requires a lot of investment. I'm afraid you might not do it well."

Tan Kaixuan was silent for a long time. Just as they were about to walk out of the restaurant, he suddenly said: "In all my life, there's nothing I haven't done well."

Zhao Fusheng was instantly dumbfounded. Inside, he silently screamed: Am I fucking creating a competitor for Alibaba?