46: Market volatility

Comment after comment completely destroyed the last shred of Jiang Zhibin's hope.

"As I sat up in shock from my deathbed, I realized the clown was me all along."

Thinking back to the sweet interactions with his online "girl"friend over the past few days... forget it, Jiang Zhibin didn't want to dwell on it at all.

"Are you done reading? If so, give me back my phone."

Ye Su's words snapped Jiang Zhibin out of his stupor, and he numbly handed the phone back to Ye Su.

Watching Jiang Zhibin turn around silently and climb onto his bed with his phone, Ye Su didn't say anything more.

The truth had been delivered; the rest was up to Jiang Zhibin to digest slowly on his own.

However, Ye Su wasn't worried that Jiang Zhibin wouldn't be able to accept the truth.

Judging by the intelligence, they had only known each other for a few days.

Based on Ye Su's understanding of Jiang Zhibin, he shouldn't have "exploded gold coins" to the other party so quickly. At most, he just lost a little bit of affection; he reckoned this bastard would be over it by the time he took a piss.

Just treat this as a lesson for him; hopefully, he'll learn from it and keep his eyes peeled the next time he meets a girl.

It would be best if he could realize that at this age, making money is more important than chasing women.

As long as he has money, he can even swap out [No Cilantro] versions, whether it's the [Postgraduate Entrance Exam Version] or the [Civil Service Exam Version], changing them up every single day without repetition.

...

Sure enough, by the time the four of them were ready to head to the cafeteria for lunch at noon, Jiang Zhibin had already adjusted his mindset and returned to his usual devil-may-care self.

"Don't forget what we agreed on this morning: I helped you answer roll call, so you're treating me to lunch."

"I haven't forgotten. When has Dad ever gone back on his word?" Ye Su pulled out his meal card and handed it over: "Take the meal card; you can rest easy now."

"Alright. Next time there's a gig like this, remember to call me."

Lin Jingjie reached out to take the meal card, but Jiang Zhibin suddenly blocked him:

"It's been a long time since we had stir-fry on the third floor. Let's upgrade our meal this noon; my treat."

Just a moment ago on his dorm bed, Jiang Zhibin had already blocked his online dating interest. Having been reborn, he naturally wanted to celebrate with a good meal.

Lin Jingjie's hand froze instantly: "Yo, the sun must have risen in the west. You're actually offering to pay?"

Ye Su was quick-eyed and nimble-handed, already tucking the meal card back into his pocket: "Boss Jiang has spoken, why are you still being polite with him?"

Having helped this bastard get over a hurdle, Ye Su felt perfectly justified in eating a stir-fry meal on his dime.

"I don't mind; as long as someone is treating, it's fine."

Thinking that with stir-fry on the third floor available, who would want to eat the lousy cafeteria options on the second floor, Lin Jingjie immediately decided to tag along with Jiang Zhibin for lunch.

Thus, Ye Su, having helped his brother escape the tiger's den, successfully saved the cost of two meals for himself and Lin Jingjie at noon.

...

Over the next three days, the Level 1 intelligence refreshed by the system for Ye Su had no value, nor was it like the Monday intelligence that allowed him to gossip, so Ye Su chose to ignore it.

This showed that Level 1 intelligence was still very unstable; there was no telling what kind of information it would provide.

But not being able to profit from intelligence didn't mean Ye Su had no income these past few days.

Opening at 735.99, by the time the market closed, gold futures had already risen to 739.04.

Without doing anything, Ye Su had pocketed another three thousand plus yuan on thursday alone!

"On the 24th of last month, the entry price was already at 704.27. I didn't expect it to rise another 35 yuan after eleven days!"

Holding one lot of gold futures, Ye Su had been highly stressed over these eleven days, fearing some accident might cause the money he had worked so hard to save to go down the drain.

Fortunately, from now on, the rise and fall of gold had absolutely nothing to do with him anymore.

When Ye Su bought the gold futures on the 24th of last month, he had set a take-profit and stop-loss point at 5%.

Today, when the gold price hit a high of 739.48, Ye Su had already sold that lot of gold futures, earning a total of over 35,000 yuan.

Initially, seeing that the gold price continued to rise after he sold that lot of gold futures, reaching a high of 747.98, Ye Su felt a bit regretful.

He thought that if he had known, he would have raised the take-profit point and kept holding onto the gold futures.

As it turned out, just as Ye Su was thinking this, the gold price suddenly started to plummet, and the gold futures fell from the high of 747.98 to 739.04 at the close.

The sudden turn of events left Ye Su stunned:

"Damn, good thing I'm lucky and got out fast!"

Judging by the speed of the decline at the end of the trading session, Ye Su estimated that the gold price would continue to fall tomorrow.

But tomorrow happened to be the Qingming Festival holiday, and the exchange wouldn't be open. If he hadn't gotten out in time today, Ye Su figured he would have had to watch helplessly as the money in his account flew away over the next three days of the holiday.

Thinking of this possibility, Ye Su instantly stopped feeling regretful about not selling at the absolute peak today and missing out on over eight thousand yuan.

"Contentment brings happiness; as long as I made a profit, that's all that matters."

A profit of over thirty thousand from one lot of gold futures had already broken a new record for the value of Level 2 intelligence, and Ye Su was quite satisfied.

Happily withdrawing the 90,000 margin along with the 30,000+ profit, Ye Su first paid off Old Ma's 70,000 loan and interest, and then, looking at his total savings calculated on his computer, he chuckled foolishly.

"102,000. I've finally saved up my first 100,000 yuan in life!"

Of course, he couldn't compare to those netizens in the short video comment sections who all seemed to own a Ferrari or a porsche and spent tens of thousands on a single meal.

But being able to save his first 100,000 yuan at the age of 21 still made Ye Su feel like he was walking on air; he could hold his head high with pride wherever he went.

"I wonder when I'll have another opportunity to make money like this again."

The news said that the other side of the ocean had officially announced the implementation of a "reciprocal tariff" policy. Such a big event would definitely have a huge impact on the financial market.

Ye Su was not a finance professional, so naturally, he didn't have the ability to predict what would rise and what would fall.

But it didn't matter if he couldn't predict it, as long as the system could.

As long as it pointed him in the right direction like it did with the gold price this time, Ye Su would be able to make another killing.

"There will be money, and there will be bread."

Money is a man's courage.

Having 100,000 yuan in his pocket for the first time also filled Ye Su with wonderful aspirations for the future.

...

Just like the school holiday, Chen Xinyi would also have a three-day break after finishing her shift on thursday.

There were no classes at school in the afternoon, so Ye Su, having nothing to do, prepared to pick up Chen Xinyi from work and grab a nice meal outside together.

"Riding my beloved little scooter, it will never get stuck in traffic."

After sending Chen Xinyi a message in advance to confirm she didn't need to work overtime tonight, Ye Su hopped on his electric scooter and zipped over to the office building where Chen Xinyi worked.

Not long after arriving downstairs, Ye Su saw Chen Xinyi and her work buddy coming out of the office building's entrance together.