But Han Lie wasn’t picky. The leading Unisplendour had surged over 80%, and if Kaiyuan increased by 50%, that would be fine—he could still earn another 30% profit. What more could I ask for!
When school let out in the afternoon, the chat group started their drama again.
Duan Xiaoyi had caught another 4.2% rebound. The stock trading competition co-organized by DaZhiHui had truly sent him soaring, and now he was in the group, grandly dispensing advice.
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Xi Luting... continued to remain silent.
Han Lie checked on Huaqing Bao and almost died laughing. Good heavens, it had plummeted the hardest! Her analysis from yesterday was still vivid in my mind, but today Bao Ge got thoroughly smacked in the face... Utterly disgraceful!
After some thought, Han Lie sent her a private message, teasing, "My stocks are doing well. I’m feeling a sense of victory that I want to share with you. I’ll treat you later, coming?"
"Scram!" Xi Luting’s temper seemed to be worsening; she dismissed the dog of a man with a single word.
"Fine, if you don’t come, I save money!" Han Lie retorted.
He added, "LALALA~ Just thinking about saving at least 100 yuan makes me even happier~~~"
"Why are you so infuriatingly obnoxious?!" Xi Luting typed back.
"Damn it! What kind of overbearing CEO acts like you?!"
Han Lie feigned ignorance. "Huh? What overbearing CEO?"
Xi Luting shuddered internally and instantly retracted her message. Damn it, I let that slip!
"Heh heh," Han Lie replied. "Girls? Which girls? Don’t tell me it’s you?"
As soon as those two messages went out, Xi Luting completely lost her composure. "You! Come out here! If I don’t kick you to death, I’ll take your surname!"
Han Lie didn’t bother responding to her anymore. Hmm, I should wait a bit longer, let her calm down. So, this isn’t about stopping while I’m ahead; this is strategic wave trading.
The idiots in the group had mostly finished their squabbling when someone suddenly tagged Han Lie.
Xia Hongjuan messaged, "Brother Lie, Unisplendour’s performance is amazing! Did you sell?"
Zheng Lei chimed in, "I’ll bet two mao Brother Lie definitely sold. Discipline is discipline; Brother Lie isn’t the type to waver."
Sigh! No wonder these two are the most promising. You can already see their potential—they’re clear-headed and know what’s important!
Han Lie casually sent a screenshot of his account to the group. It’s not that I don’t want to be low-key; it’s just hard to hide this kind of success. Otherwise, I really wouldn’t want this spotlight.
As soon as the screenshot was sent, the group buzzed with excitement again.
"WHOA! Brother Lie caught another limit-up?"
"So fierce! Always dancing on the high wire..."
"WOW! Yesterday’s play made 4,500, and today’s another 3,500?!"
"He earned my entire semester’s living expenses in two days..."
"Brother Lie, if you do well in the competition, you should go pro as a stock trader!"
"Yeah, yeah! We’ll all follow you then!"
"When you take off, be sure to take me with you, Daddy Lie!"
Damn! Who’s so shameless? Oh, it’s Thickskin... Never mind then.
Han Lie didn’t want to deal with him, so he casually threw Chen Ping and Duan Xiaoyi under the bus. "@Chen Ping, @Duan Xiaoyi, those two have done better than I have."
In terms of percentage increase, Unisplendour wasn’t the highest. However, Han Lie had a relatively heavy position, achieving an overall yield of 4.5% and jumping to third place in the class. First place was Chen Ping, who went all-in on Moutai. Second was Duan Xiaoyi, who had profited from DaZhiHui on both days. Fang Feifei and Xi Luting were ranked last and second to last, respectively.
However, the main reason everyone admired Han Lie so much was his different trading style.
Yu Yun commented, "That’s different. Their earnings were pure luck. How can they compare to your skill and expertise?"
"Indeed," Xia Hongjuan agreed.
Zheng Lei added, "Seconded!"
"BOO HOO! Brother Lie, please save me and Ting Ting!" Fang Feifei pleaded.
Xi Luting, who was lurking and watching the screen, saw Fang Feifei’s message and almost coughed up blood all over her screen. *I* need *his* rescue?! Just you wait! Huaqing Bao will definitely rebound tomorrow!
Han Lie let them praise or question him as they wished, closed the group chat, and pretended he hadn’t seen any of it. It’s mainly because it’s no fun. When Little Cucumber (Xi Luting) plays dead, there’s no joy in flexing on them. Better to do my own thing.
He continued writing until 5:30 PM, then Han Lie stretched lazily and went out to eat. He didn’t call Yu Yun today, planning to pay the bill himself.
Naiyun (Yu Yun) was quite agitated. She had been constantly private messaging Han Lie, expressing her admiration and respect, being especially clingy. Why? Because Brother Lie’s performance was simply too dazzling! Anyone with a modicum of common sense could see that Kaiyuan had a high probability of surging tomorrow. Han Lie’s positions were heavy, and he might even have a chance to break into the top ranks of the weekly leaderboard. This was no longer just potential; it was genuine, proven ability. He’s rich, handsome, and capable. If I don’t lock him down now, am I going to wait for some other vixen to snatch him away?
The more enthusiastic she became, the colder Han Lie treated her. That’s exactly how she acted when she was trying to string me along back in the day. Tit for tat, perfectly fair.
Han Lie strolled into the cafeteria, pondering what to eat, when someone suddenly called out to him, "Han Lie, over here!"
Looking up, he saw a smile as radiant as a blooming flower. Her beauty was almost blinding. Who else could it be but Pan Ge? As Han Lie looked over, he couldn’t help but wonder: Why is Pan Pan so enthusiastic today?
He glanced at their table and immediately understood. Tofu was, of course, by her side. Across from them sat a cool-looking guy, the type who leaned towards the "carnivore man" aesthetic—long, narrow eyes, a slightly hooked nose, and particularly thin lips. He was squinting as he looked over. There’s killing intent!
As the cool guy sized Han Lie up, his gaze was restrained. He pressed his lips firmly together, his expression a mixture of scrutiny, wariness, and impatience. In short, his attitude was clearly unfriendly.
Han Lie understood. That scheming Pan Ge is retaliating against me, trying to cause me trouble. She’s had plenty of suitors and always handled them herself with ease. Since when did she need a human shield?
"Come on, come quickly! I’ve been waiting ages for you!" Pan Ge gestured enthusiastically, her voice three shades sweeter than usual.
Great, diagnosed. Another one’s gone crazy! She’s suffering from the ’If I can’t beat Xi Luting, I’ll just kill Han Lie—it’s not like that dog of a man gave me any face or helped me anyway, I fed him crab for nothing, if I don’t get back at him I won’t be comfortable, so I might as well take him down with me’ syndrome. The symptoms are somewhat similar to Xi Luting’s. It’s that kind of psychopathic behavior—injuring the enemy by a thousand while losing eight hundred oneself. Of course, for now, Pan Ge’s symptoms seem milder; she’s not as resolute as Xi Luting. But if I provoke her a couple more times... things could get ugly...
Tofu, ever the perfectly in-tune supporter, immediately got up, vacated a seat next to Pan Ge, and sat down beside the cool guy. "Brother Lie, sit here! We’ve already ordered your favorite dishes!"
Wow, they’re really boxing me in... Han Lie actually wanted to avoid the situation. However, the thought of the 100,000 yuan shortfall—which he’d likely have to make up through her and her father—made his feet move forward involuntarily.
Oh well, relying on my own abilities to live off a woman isn’t shameful. But to think you can control the situation and play with my body and will with such petty tricks... Impossible!
"Sorry, I got held up writing something," Han Lie said with his usual smile, his demeanor perfectly natural.
Then, as he passed behind Pan Ge, he reached out a large hand and playfully ruffled her hair. It felt incredibly good—silky, soft, just like petting a cat.
In an instant, Pan Ge froze. Tofu was dumbfounded. The cool guy’s phoenix eyes widened like saucers.
And Brother Lie plopped down beside her, chiding her with mock affection, "Didn’t I tell you not to wait for me? Why are you being naughty again?"
Pan Ge turned her head to look at Han Lie, utterly petrified. Her wide eyes locked with that dog of a man, a maelstrom of incredulity and fury sparking between them...