It was a new week, and in a VIP room at a Beijing-based futures brokerage, a professional trader excitedly reported the account's profitability to Qin Chuan.
In just over two months, from March 13th to the present, a staggering 318 million had been earned! This kind of incredible achievement, once revealed, would undoubtedly send shockwaves through the entire financial world.
"Boss, you have no idea how famous you've become in the financial circle. Many people are trying to find out your true identity," Xiao Dong, the trader, told Qin Chuan with great excitement. "Some have even offered a million yuan in reward, just for a meal with you!"
"Yes, Boss Qin, I saw that post too, it's true!" another trader chimed in, looking at Qin Chuan with adoration. "Your account has become the hottest topic in the entire financial circle, everyone is asking about your identity. I also saw someone offering a high reward for your real identity!"
However, Qin Chuan, the owner of the account, appeared listless and distracted, showing none of the joy of making a fortune or gaining fame. Instead, a heavy, pent-up frustration seemed to weigh him down.
Ever since he confessed everything to Yang Zimo that night, she had taken sick leave the next day and returned to Longcheng. It had been over a month since then. Qin Chuan had tried to visit her in Longcheng to apologize, but each time he was met with a closed door. His mother-in-law, whose attitude towards him had recently started to improve, had even cursed him as a scoundrel, scolding him for making her daughter cry frequently before they were even married. His father-in-law, Yang Jingye, had also abandoned his kind demeanor towards Qin Chuan, his face cold as he warned him not to think he could act recklessly now that he was successful. He threatened to make Qin Chuan's Mi-factory unable to operate in Longcheng if he dared to provoke him further. The Yang family had only one son and one daughter, and their daughter had been their darling treasure since childhood, doted upon immensely. Even though Yang Jingye liked Qin Chuan, seeing his daughter cry day after day had made him explode with protective fatherly rage.
What could Qin Chuan do? Besides swallowing his pride and apologizing, he had no other recourse. This was all his own doing.
As for Li Ya, upon learning that Qin Chuan had confessed everything to Yang Zimo, she had chosen to give him the cold shoulder. What was "cold shoulder"? It meant that no matter how much Qin Chuan tried to be attentive, it was useless. In Li Ya's words, it no longer mattered whether Qin Chuan married her or not; she had come to terms with it. At worst, she would raise the child alone in the future, and she was certainly capable of that. Qin Chuan had once again "gloriously" become a single dog nobody wanted, his heart filled with an extreme emptiness that even earning a fortune daily could not mend.
One day, Qin Chuan returned to Longcheng and went to his second brother's newly opened car dealership for tea. Qin Gang's car dealership had opened, and it was quite a substantial operation, all thanks to Huang Qi's help. Because of Qin Chuan's connection, Huang Qi took a keen interest in Qin Gang's dealership, using his resources to get it up and running within two months.
While Qin Chuan was drinking tea in the VIP room, with his second brother and Huang Qi beside him, chatting, his phone suddenly rang. The caller was Zhong Dongyao. As soon as the call was connected, Zhong Dongyao's words made Qin Chuan's eyes widen.
"Qin Chuan, something big has happened! Your account, I don't know how, has been exposed. The forums are going wild now, quickly open a forum and see!" Zhong Dongyao said rapidly.
Qin Chuan's eyes widened, and he immediately went to the computer and opened the forum. As soon as he entered, the overwhelming number of posts were all about him.
"Extra! Extra! The identity of the famous 'Juicer' is none other than Qin Chuan, the founder of Mi-mp3! I'm going crazy!!"
"My God, this is explosive gossip! The 'Juicer' is Qin Chuan, the boss of Mi Factory, who made over 300 million in two months!"
"Incredible, the legendary stock god is actually the founder of Mi-mp3?"
"I offer my knees, I'm completely floored. Our idol is just too awesome!"
"Is this for real? The stock god and the founder of Mi-mp3 are the same person. My brain is spinning!"
"Where is our idol now? I'm going to book a flight to visit him immediately. From now on, he is my god! No one else!"
"Floored! Truly floored. This world is too crazy. How can one person be so awesome, making hundreds of millions in two months!"
"Dear experts, I didn't study much. Can someone help me calculate how much three hundred million is?"
The forum was filled with posts discussing Qin Chuan, with extremely high engagement. In the car dealership, Qin Gang and Huang Qi were right beside Qin Chuan. They had been startled by his reaction and quickly followed him. At this moment, both of them witnessed the entire content of the forum, their eyes wide with disbelief. Especially Qin Gang, his second brother, who had no idea his younger brother was trading futures, was utterly stunned. The bright red "300 Million" figures on the screen made his head spin. Two months to earn three hundred million! He looked at his younger brother in disbelief, as if trying to discern if he was dreaming or if this was reality. Although he was not well-educated, having not finished middle school, he understood what three hundred million represented! It was a number he had never dared to imagine, not even in his wildest dreams.
"Qin Chuan, Qin Chuan, are you listening to me? Hello?" Zhong Dongyao's anxious voice called out from the phone after a long silence from Qin Chuan.
"I'm listening. Speak!" Qin Chuan said slowly.
"This forum is a very famous one in the financial circle, with many big shots and big players from the financial world. It's too late to use any means to block it now. Your information has been leaked, and I believe tomorrow's news and television will be full of reports about you!" Zhong Dongyao said rapidly. "Qin Chuan, if you don't want to cause trouble, I can mobilize all my resources right now, even ask my dad to help minimize the impact. I can also have someone find the person who posted this and give them a good lesson!"
Qin Chuan remained silent for a long time before finally speaking, "No need. It has already happened, and it's too late to stop it! Let everything take its course! We didn't steal or rob this money; it's all legitimate, so we're not afraid of any monsters or ghosts!"
Zhong Dongyao calmed down considerably and after saying many more things, he hung up. Unexpectedly, as soon as the call ended, another one came in. This time it was his elder brother-in-law, Yang Conglong, and his topic was similar to Zhong Dongyao's. Qin Chuan reassured him that it was fine, and if it was exposed, so be it, it was no big deal.
There are no secrets that can be kept forever. Subsequently, Qin Chuan's phone practically didn't stop ringing. Fang Rumai, An Nuo, Lu Xiaoshu, Ma Wenbo, and many others called, as well as some business partners who also traded stocks and futures. Upon learning Qin Chuan's identity, they all called to confirm the truth, their words filled with admiration and flattery. Qin Chuan's mouth became so dry from talking that he finally managed to end the calls.
Just as he took a break to drink some water, a new call came in on his phone. Seeing the caller's name, a sharp glint flashed in Qin Chuan's obsidian eyes.
"Is that 'Juicer' really you?" a familiar voice asked after the call was connected.
"Yes, it's me!" Qin Chuan admitted calmly.
The other end of the line fell silent for a moment, then Ding Ling's incredibly excited voice came through: "Oh my god, Qin Chuan, the 'Juicer' really is you!"
"Heavens! Heavens, this is too incredible!"
"Qin Chuan, where are you now? Li Ya and I are coming to find you!"