44: Chapter 44 The Fat Guy Who's Soaring High

As it turns out, bad luck is persistent.

July 5th.

There was still only one unread piece of intelligence.

[Daily Intelligence 1: Due to the arrival of the holidays, tourism in various places has entered its peak period. It is estimated that within the next week, prices in the accommodation, catering, and other industries in various scenic spots will rise by 30% to 300%. If you need to travel, please plan your itinerary in advance.]

Chen Sheng: "..."

The system really thought too highly of him.

However, a corporate slave like him didn't deserve to enjoy the summer season.

July 6th.

Today's unread intelligence actually gave two items.

But...

[Daily Intelligence 1: Today, the film 'Deadly Pursuit' starring Hua Kun is officially released. The film cost 180 million to produce, but earned only 30 million at the box office in its first week. Eighty percent of moviegoers gave it a low score, and the film's Douban rating is 3.8.]

How should he put it?

This intelligence was still very useful.

Since 'Deadly Pursuit' starred Hua Kun, a very popular 'little fresh meat' idol in China at the moment, a massive number of fans helped set the trend during promotion, making it a hot topic online.

A few days ago, An Xiaonuan was even saying that once the movie was released, the two of them would go to the cinema to watch it.

But now...

Knowing it was a trash film, he had no masochistic tendencies to go and pollute his own eyes.

[Daily Intelligence 2: Temperatures continue to rise this month, leading to increased cold-chain transportation costs. Affected by the fishing moratorium, seafood prices will continue to rise in the coming period.]

Uh~

Well! This intelligence was also useful.

The seafood porridge he brought back for An Xiaonuan yesterday morning had made her very happy, so she suggested that once the fetus was stable, they definitely had to go have a seafood feast.

Now it seemed...

The doctor's orders: Seafood is 'cold' in nature and is not suitable for pregnant women.

With that money, wouldn't it be better to buy some pig trotters or an old hen?

July 7th.

Today, he received another single piece of unread intelligence.

[Daily Intelligence 1: Affected by a water pipe burst on Jingjiang East Road, residential areas along the East Road such as Fenghua Court, Century JinYuan, Changshou Court, Blue Sky Community, and Jinjiang East Lake Garden Community are scheduled to have their water cut off for emergency repairs at 13:00. This repair is expected to take 5 hours. Residents in the affected areas please make preparations for water use in advance.]

Fine!

This intelligence was still useful.

Because of this, the two of them chose to solve their dinner problem outside that evening.

...

For three days in a row, it was this kind of 'useful yet useless' intelligence. Chen Sheng was so frustrated that several times he wanted to pull out his phone and call Old Yu, feeling he had to make him deeply realize his mistake.

Knocking on the door in the morning brings bad luck.

The only consolation was that since the 6th and 7th were the weekend, his daily income from ride-hailing had been over four hundred for those two days.

This somewhat comforted his frustrated soul.

Finally...

The time came to the 8th.

Eight means prosperity. In the morning, Chen Sheng specifically used soap to wash his hands thoroughly before opening the system panel.

host: Chen Sheng

Level: Level 1

Upgrade Experience: 18/100

Number of Unread Intelligence: 2

Chen Sheng reached out to click on the unread intelligence, but retracted his hand halfway. He pressed his palms together and prayed in his heart to the Three Pure Ones, Shakyamuni, Jehovah, and other big shots before reaching out again to lightly touch the unread intelligence.

[Daily Intelligence 1: The Yufeng Swimming Theme Water Park in the High-Tech Zone is having a grand opening promotion today. Anyone who watches the live stream on TikTok can participate in the lucky bag draw for a chance to win a full-access package for three people, valued at 688 yuan.]

[Note 1: host, please click the lucky bag at exactly ten fourteen and twenty-three seconds. You will definitely win the package.]

Chen Sheng: "..."

The system could guarantee the accuracy of the intelligence, but he couldn't guarantee that he could time it down to the exact second.

Besides, what if there was network latency?

Or behind-the-scenes manipulation?

There were too many uncertain factors.

Even though it was worth 688 yuan, Chen Sheng chose to give up directly.

[Daily Intelligence 2: Affected by the international situation, international crude oil prices will continue to rise over the next three months, with an estimated increase of 21.7%.]

"Sigh! It looks like gas prices are going up again soon," Chen Sheng sighed subconsciously.

But then he immediately gave himself a slap.

"Damn, I forgot I drive a new energy vehicle. What does the rise in gas prices have to do with me?"

"Wait~" Chen Sheng suddenly stopped.

It seemed it really did have something to do with him.

Chen Sheng immediately picked up his phone, found Wu Lang's name in his contacts—a fat man who lived life to the fullest—and dialed directly.

Soon, Wu Lang's groggy voice came through the receiver: "Hello! Old Chen, what made you think of calling me?"

"Fatty! Still sleeping?"

"Isn't that obvious! You know my days and nights are flipped. If you have something to say, say it; if you want to hang out, contact me in the afternoon."

Seeing that Wu Lang was about to hang up, Chen Sheng hurriedly said, "Wait! I want to consult you about opening a stock trading account."

"What? Old Chen, you want to trade stocks? Did you not wake up yet or did you drink fake liquor last night? In this environment, you still want to trade? Nine out of ten people who go in will lose money, and half of them lose so much they don't even have their underwear left."

"Fatty, don't you find it ironic saying that?" Could anyone imagine these words coming from someone who taught people how to trade stocks online every day?

And it wasn't for free either.

To get the materials Wu Lang mentioned, you had to join a group first. If you wanted to learn the content in the materials, you had to sign up for a crash course.

The tuition wasn't expensive, 800 yuan per person for a term of 10-15 lessons.

But according to what Fatty revealed, he now had two large groups and four small groups.

It truly proved the saying: how bold the person, how great the yield.

"Ironic my ass! Making money isn't shameful." After Chen Sheng's disruption, Fatty was now quite awake.

"Alright! I'm not joking with you. I really want to ask you some questions about stock trading." Regarding stocks, Chen Sheng was absolutely clueless—he didn't even know how to do the simplest account opening, let alone the leverage mentioned by those so-called 'Big Vs' and experts.

"You really want to know?" Wu Lang confirmed again.

"I really want to know," Chen Sheng affirmed.

Wu Lang was silent for a moment before saying, "Fine! Then come over directly. Just bring me some breakfast while you're at it."

"Sure! Tell me what you want to eat."

"The usual three items."

Hanging up the phone, Chen Sheng drove to a breakfast shop that sold fried dough sticks. He bought one fried dough stick, two sesame balls, and a cup of soy milk before heading straight for the High-Tech Zone.

Fatty had spent a lot of money to rent a duplex apartment in a residential area in the High-Tech Zone. The upper floor was for living, and the lower floor was for office work.

As for why he spent so much money instead of choosing another area?

Someone had asked before, and in Fatty's words, he was in the high-tech industry, so of course he had to be in an area where high-tech gathered. It's called 'class'.

Arriving at Fatty's studio, it was as always filled with an 'industrial waste' style. Various equipment and materials occupied almost every corner of the room.

Chen Sheng handed the three items to Wu Lang. Just as he cleared a spot next to him to sit down, he heard Wu Lang ask indistinctly, "Old Chen, what exactly are you thinking?"

"I'm just looking to understand, I won't necessarily start trading. You can rest assured," Chen Sheng explained.

However, this explanation clearly didn't have much persuasiveness. Wu Lang's eyes clearly carried the words 'I don't believe you'.

"Oh, come on! Anyway, just explain the process of opening an account and trading to me properly. Oh, and introduce both domestic and international options."

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