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The market for Postage Currency Cards is currently booming. Although it hasn't reached its peak yet, the immediate doubling of prices whenever a new Stamp is released has convinced everyone of the rising trend in the Postal Market. Even a single Stamp or Phone Card can be worth as much as a month's or even several months' salary for an average person.
This evident detachment from reality, combined with the similarly absurd yet frenzied rise in the Stock Market, is quite disheartening. It's no wonder that most people still view these speculations as unseemly.
He couldn't help but make a decision to leave while he still could. Even if he hadn't reached the highest point, feeling like he might miss out on some profit, it was better to secure what he had. He realized he should minimize his reliance on this speculative way of making money; it could easily become addictive. In just a few months, his investments had multiplied more than tenfold, and that effortless feeling was intoxicating.
What was the point of attending Training Classes or pursuing a career? Just seize upon the events remembered and double the investment in one go—buy luxury homes, drive fancy cars, and wait for those influential figures to fall into trouble before extending a helping hand. Wasn't that enticing?
This thought lingered in Jiang Yizhou's mind, especially after facing repeated setbacks while trying to pitch his Plan to various investors, with hardly anyone responding positively. In the end, no one agreed to invest, and he had to abandon his initial capital in hopes of passive profits. Life was indeed interesting!
However, he still wanted to give it a try; after all, money would surely come eventually. With that confidence, people always seek higher-level needs.
When Jiang Yizhou bought a ticket that had risen to one yuan and entered the Yue Tan Post Market, he easily sold off the Pig Card he had planned to trade.
Unfortunately, there were no banks nearby where he could deposit his cash directly. Jiang Yizhou stuffed thick bundles of hundred-yuan bills into his coat pocket, trying to make it look less conspicuous as if he were hiding something.
He found a bank nearby and rushed inside. After an anxious wait, he deposited his money—just over thirty thousand yuan, around fifty bills. Fortunately, trading was thriving in the Postal Market, and many vendors were carrying large amounts of cash.
Suddenly, Jiang Yizhou's pager went off at his waist. He looked down to see it was a call from Ding Zhengnan asking him to return the call. What was going on? Had they reached a conclusion?
Jiang Yizhou quickly found a phone booth and inserted a relatively obscure Phone Card he had purchased specifically for this purpose; he couldn't bear to use the ones he'd saved up.
He soon dialed the number. "Hello, Ding Zhengnan? What do you need?"
After a long pause, Jiang Yizhou put down the receiver with mixed feelings. What was happening?
"Mom, I'm going out!" Ding Zhengnan said, dressed formally in a black women's suit that made her look somewhat pretentious.
"Wait! Your collar isn't even straightened! Look at you; you've hardly worn that outfit since you bought it—don't you have any self-awareness?" Lu Yan scolded her daughter while reaching out to straighten her collar.
"Mom, I'm not a child anymore!" Ding Zhengnan dragged out her voice, though it sounded a bit weak. Even though she had graduated a few months ago, most of her classmates had already started working, while she had hidden away at her grandfather's house to study painting. This reason was hard to refute; it wasn't impossible for her major to develop in that direction.
However, Lu Yan knew her daughter's temperament well. Fortunately, their family was well-off, and her daughter wasn't one of those spoiled rich kids who squandered time without care.
"Remember, don't get too close to that boy and think you understand him so well. Although there are few vows worth believing, those who don't even dare to make promises are even less trustworthy!" Lu Yan held onto her daughter's collar, not letting her leave despite her impatient expression.
She was still too naive. Lu Yan sighed inwardly as she saw that her daughter wasn't really listening to her words.
"Remember, you're just giving him a chance to advise you on investments as a friend! Why are you smiling? Be serious!"
Ding Zhengnan raised her right hand, put away her smile, and gave her mother a rather standard salute before skipping away.
Lu Yan sat back down on the sofa, losing interest in even the TV dramas she usually enjoyed.
Ding Dapeng, who had been quiet until now, quietly took the remote and switched to the news channel. He cautiously advised his wife a few times, "Let the kids handle their own matters; can you really help her with dating?"
"You heartless man! Did you think it was too easy to get me back then and that there was nothing to worry about? I should have understood that girls can't take the initiative. Living with you is exhausting! You two don't even discuss these things with me! Do you really think our daughter is just someone we picked up? Even if she were picked up, we've raised her for so many years; there's an emotional bond!"
Lu Yan was like a firecracker that ignited easily; all past grievances flooded into her mind. If it weren't for her own experiences, she wouldn't be so eager to meddle in her daughter's affairs.
"Didn't I also not let you down?" Ding Dapeng felt he hadn't done much wrong to his wife and spoke firmly. If he hadn't forgotten to tell his wife about this matter, there would have been no problem at all!
"And does your input even help? I see no difference in the outcome! Our family isn't lacking money; losing a little is fine if it teaches our daughter a lesson. Isn't that good?"
"Then if she suffers losses in other areas, you'll take responsibility?"
Ding Zhengnan hummed a tune she didn't know where she heard from, half joyful and half relaxed as she arrived at Jiang Yizhou's house.
However, something that made her unhappy happened immediately; after waiting for ten minutes, Jiang Yizhou hurriedly arrived. "Sorry! Something came up; I had to go out for a while!"
"Hmph, what's going on? Why are you slower than me?" Ding Zhengnan asked seriously as she followed Jiang Yizhou into the room.
What's wrong? Jiang Yizhou thought the girl looked a lot like those pretentious student council members from his past life, all serious and official. However, knowing her true self, he didn't find it annoying; instead, he found it a bit cute.
"I just went to the Yue Tan Post Market and sold some of my Phone Cards. With your mom acting like that, I gave up on borrowing money from you and had to sell off my last remaining items!" Noticing the girl looked a bit dry, Jiang Yizhou poured her a glass of cool boiled water and explained.
"How much did you sell? Let me hear!" The girl asked casually while sipping from her cup. What else could those things do besides making calls?
"About six hundred each; I sold fifty cards."
Pfft.
Seeing the girl's reaction, Jiang Yizhou couldn't help but laugh unethically.
"What are you laughing at? Be serious!"
He treated himself to a big meal out, which delayed his update.
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