Although he had long known that the Yang family was wealthy, the luxurious decoration of the villa still gave Qin Chuan a feeling of having his horizons broadened.
He was not a bumpkin who had never seen anything. In his previous life, Qin Chuan had been worth over a hundred million yuan and had owned a luxurious villa, but the decoration inside could not compare to this one.
He understood interior decoration. A rough glance at the living room's decor was enough for him to estimate that the Yang family's villa renovation likely cost no less than three million.
Three million in 1998, what kind of concept was that? It was equivalent to thirty million in later years, if not more. Was that not extravagant?
The reputation of the coal bosses of Jin Province was indeed well-deserved. They were so rich!
A true outstanding representative of those who literally had a mine at home!
"Qin Chuan, come upstairs!"
Just as Qin Chuan was filled with emotion, Yang Conglong's voice came from upstairs, asking him to come up.
Qin Chuan immediately put aside his thoughts and quickly went upstairs.
"Here!"
At the top of the third-floor stairs, Yang Conglong beckoned to him, and Qin Chuan hurried his pace.
"Brother Long, you live on the third floor!"
"Yes, I live alone on the third floor. My parents and sister live on the second floor."
Yang Conglong explained casually, then led Qin Chuan into a room.
This must be Yang Conglong's own bedroom. It was furnished with a bookshelf, a computer desk, a double bed, and other items. It was very clean.
"Here, this is the international account I found!"
Yang Conglong pointed to a notebook on the desk. Two bank cards were placed beside it.
Qin Chuan walked over and saw two strings of numbers written on them.
These simple two strings of numbers made his calm heart beat a little faster again.
Because this was the shortcut to the door of wealth!
Of course, for many people, it was actually hell. Few who entered the stock and futures markets had a good ending.
"I rarely trade futures myself, because this stuff is even riskier than stocks. Once you make a mistake, there's a risk of liquidation. So I haven't used this international account much since I opened it."
At this moment, Yang Conglong spoke.
"Qin Chuan, do you know what liquidation means?"
"Of course, it means losing all the money!"
Qin Chuan replied immediately. He might not know the process of opening an account, but he knew the basic operations: buy long if you expect a rise, buy short if you expect a fall, and there were a series of things like opening and closing positions.
After all, he had played it in his previous life, even if he was just a small leek.
The futures market was a margin trading system, different from the full-amount trading of stocks. It also had a T+0 trading system, meaning you could sell the next second after buying, with unlimited trading.
At the same time, it came with leverage, with various multiples available. Once a certain risk level was exceeded, the platform would forcibly close your position to curb the spread of risk.
Hearing Qin Chuan quickly list the basic rules of the futures market, Yang Conglong's worried heart finally relaxed a lot.
If Qin Chuan didn't even know the most basic rules, he would absolutely not lend him the account, even though Qin Chuan's temperament suited him well.
"There's a bank card here, and the password is written on the back. If you want to play, deposit money into it, and then..."
"Brother, are you upstairs?"
Just as Yang Conglong was carefully handing over the account to Qin Chuan, a voice suddenly came from downstairs.
"My mom and sister are back!"
"Why are they back so early?"
Yang Conglong's expression changed. He quickly told Qin Chuan to copy down the account and take the bank card.
"Remember, my mom and sister absolutely cannot know about this, otherwise, we're all finished!"
Yang Conglong warned.
Qin Chuan nodded like a pecking chick. No one knew that at this moment, his heart was probably beating even faster than Yang Conglong's, because the voice he had just heard was Yang Zimo's.
He had thought he wouldn't encounter her, but an accident had still happened. Yang Zimo seemed to have come home early.
"Brother! Brother?!"
Yang Zimo, unable to hear Yang Conglong's response from downstairs, seemed curious and called out twice more.
"Ah, yes, I'm upstairs!"
Yang Conglong quickly ran to the top of the stairs and responded loudly.
"Xiao Mo, why are you back so early? Isn't Mom here?"
"No, she went shopping with her girlfriends again. I took a taxi back alone after my beauty treatment."
In the living room on the first floor, Yang Zimo was walking and drinking a bottle of Taiyuan Soda, her slender swan-like neck supple and radiant, her skin incredibly good.
"The weather is so hot, it's most comfortable to stay at home!"
"Brother, what are you doing upstairs? Come down quickly, look what I bought for you?"
"Oh, coming! Coming!"
Yang Conglong agreed, looked back at Qin Chuan in the room, and lowered his voice, "Did you copy it?"
"Yes!"
Qin Chuan quickly put away the paper and the bank card.
He had already heard Yang Zimo's words from downstairs, and knew that his future mother-in-law was not home. In an instant, the pressure on him eased, and his thoughts began to stir again.
It seemed this was truly fate. He had imagined various scenarios for meeting Yang Zimo, but never had he expected it to be like this.
Since they had met, he might as well see her!
With mixed feelings, Qin Chuan followed Yang Conglong downstairs.
In the living room of the villa on the first floor, Yang Zimo was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, enjoying her Taiyuan Soda with a look of satisfaction.
The cold feeling seemed to drive away all the heat inside her instantly, making her feel incredibly refreshed.
Hearing the footsteps from upstairs, Yang Zimo quickly looked towards the staircase. The exquisite and picturesque face still held a bright and charming smile.
But the next second, the smile on her face froze. She stared straight at the staircase, like a statue.
At the same time, at the turn of the staircase, Qin Chuan had already stopped his steps, his gaze fixed on the girl on the sofa, unmoving.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment, leaving only a man and a woman staring at each other from a distance of over ten meters.
In Yang Zimo's beautiful big eyes, there was first astonishment and panic, then it quickly changed to grievance and resentment, and finally, all of it disappeared, replaced by a calm indifference.
In just a fleeting moment, the various emotions that flashed across Yang Zimo's eyes almost spoke volumes about the changes in her feelings towards Qin Chuan.
A piercing pain suddenly rose from his chest and then spread rapidly throughout his body. Qin Chuan understood!
He knew that Yang Zimo was indeed angry, and very seriously so. That indifferent and calm gaze was the best proof.
In the vast villa, only Yang Conglong remained oblivious. He walked along, laughing loudly, "Xiao Mo, we have a very special guest at home today. Take a good look and see if you recognize them?!"