Qin Chuan was somewhat surprised that Li Ya's friend recognized him.
"Miss Ding, you've met me?"
Ding Ling looked at the handsome young man before her, then shifted her gaze to her good friend Li Ya, smiling. "I saw reports about you in the newspaper!"
Qin Chuan suddenly realized. He had indeed been featured on the front pages of many prominent newspapers recently.
"Li Ya, I said you were being so secretive! No matter how much I pressed you about who your boyfriend was, you always avoided the question. I never expected your boyfriend to be none other than the famous founder of Xiaomi MP3!"
"You're truly blessed!"
Ding Ling turned to Li Ya and said with evident envy. After all, for women their age, who wouldn't want to find a successful and devoted husband? But such things were truly a matter of fate.
Ding Ling also had a boyfriend, who was also starting his own business in the capital and owned a small company.
However, the worst thing between people was comparison. Qin Chuan's appearance instantly rendered her boyfriend utterly insignificant.
Because Qin Chuan was truly famous right now.
If there was any news that had been most explosive recently in China, it was undoubtedly the sudden emergence of an electronic product called Xiaomi MP3.
Upon its launch, it became the coveted item for all young people, with many taking pride in owning one.
How popular was this product?
Sales exceeding one hundred million yuan in just one week was the best proof, and even then, it was hard to buy with money.
Since the launch of Xiaomi MP3, there had only been two rounds of sales. Each time, it was a limited release, meaning the production was capped. If someone bought it late, it was gone!
Because of the product's popularity, the founder behind Xiaomi MP3 had also surfaced.
When it was revealed that the founder was a young man only twenty-three or twenty-four years old, it caused another huge stir.
Qin Chuan's young and handsome appearance captured the hearts of countless socialites, affluent ladies, and university students. Many female fans waved their MP3s, loudly declaring their loyalty to Xiaomi, not for any other reason than Qin Chuan's face.
Ding Ling and Li Ya were of similar age, both twenty-six this year. They were past the age of impulsive infatuation, but Qin Chuan's sudden rise to prominence naturally piqued the curiosity of a business-savvy woman like herself, leading her to pay more attention.
She never imagined she would meet Qin Chuan in person today, and even more so, that Qin Chuan was her good friend's man, and her good friend was even carrying his child...
Facing Ding Ling's envy, Li Ya happily linked her arm with Qin Chuan's, her face full of adoration.
"I was just lucky to have met him when Qin Chuan was in the early stages of his entrepreneurial journey."
Qin Chuan affectionately pinched Li Ya's cheek. "Silly girl, it's not just your luck, it's mine too. Without you, I wouldn't have achieved what I have today."
Seeing the couple openly displaying their affection in front of her, Ding Ling found it a bit much. However, her curiosity grew about how Li Ya and Qin Chuan had met and what they had been through.
Of course, these were not questions to ask now. She would ask them properly in private later.
A few minutes later, Qin Chuan stood in front of the computer screen, watching the two women operate it.
He was surprised to find that the item they were trading was also the NASDAQ index, and they were also shorting it.
Since Qin Chuan had left their trading hall, more than forty minutes had passed. The NASDAQ index had already fallen by 3.2 percent, and the trend seemed even more aggressive than yesterday.
Qin Chuan also noticed that the accounts of the two women had already profited over thirty thousand yuan, with an initial investment of over a million yuan.
From a normal person's perspective, such a profit was more than enough. But Qin Chuan couldn't help but ask:
"You didn't use any leverage?"
Li Ya instinctively rolled her eyes at him. "Leverage is for gamblers. We're not gamblers, so why would we use that stuff!"
"Ding Ling and I each put in five hundred thousand yuan. We'll split the profits. In just this short time today, each of us has earned an average of fifteen thousand yuan. We're very satisfied!"
Qin Chuan rubbed his nose, not daring to say more.
Actually, Li Ya was quite right. Leverage was truly not something ordinary investors could handle. It could multiply funds several times over. While it could lead to rapid gains, it could also result in devastating losses!
Leverage was an absolute double-edged sword. A slight misstep could lead to huge losses. It was best for retail investors to stay away from it.
"Qin Chuan, from your words, it sounds like you understand futures. What's up? Do you trade this stuff too?"
Ding Ling asked curiously.
"I understand a little, but I rarely trade!"
Qin Chuan replied with a smile. This was the truth.
The three sat together, watching the market fluctuations and chatting idly.
Suddenly, Ding Ling opened a page, exclaiming with emotion, "Recently, a mysterious player has suddenly emerged in our futures market, shaking up quite a few futures big shots and institutions!"
"Just yesterday, this mysterious person made nearly seventy million yuan!"
"If that mysterious person continues to short today, they will have earned over a hundred million in just two days. It's incredibly enviable!"
"But what's strange is that this account and name have never appeared on the futures market before, and it's a new account."
Li Ya also couldn't help but sigh, "Who can say? I think this must be a seasoned futures trader who created a small account for themselves!"
Listening to the two women's discussion, Qin Chuan couldn't help but be curious. He quietly leaned over and saw that the computer screen displayed a financial forum.
Among the posts, one highlighted in bold red was particularly eye-catching. It listed the nicknames of the most profitable accounts in the recent futures market.
The moment he saw it, Qin Chuan's heart began to race. He actually saw his own account nickname – Juicer!
This humorous and witty name was something Qin Chuan had casually made up for fun. He never expected it to appear here, and ranked first!
It clearly showed his actual profit from yesterday – sixty-eight million five hundred ninety-three thousand!
This profit amount far surpassed the second and third ranked individuals. The second person's profit yesterday was only thirty-two million, and the third was a clean thirty million.
"Where did you find this forum? I've never heard of it before,"
Qin Chuan asked.
"This is a private forum for futures traders. It's not open to the public. People like you who don't trade futures much wouldn't know about it,"
Ding Ling replied casually.
"What's the website address? I'll jot it down. I can browse it when I have free time,"
Qin Chuan said.