Su Yi had just left the brokerage office when a downpour began.
Sitting in the taxi, he looked out the window at the brightly lit billboards on both sides of the street, still shining amidst the pouring rain, and the continuous flow of traffic and people coming and going.
He suddenly felt that the temporary rise and fall of the financial market was actually insignificant to the real lives of ordinary people.
"Do you work at a securities firm?"
In the quiet car, the driver, bored, tried to make conversation.
Su Yi replied,
"No."
"I heard the stock market crashed today,"
The driver continued.
"I always said stocks aren't reliable. How can there be such an easy way to make money in this world? And even if there were... it wouldn't be our turn, ordinary folks like us. We still have to earn money with our own hands to feel secure."
Su Yi hadn't expected the driver to be so insightful, and he responded with a smile,
"You're right, for ordinary people, the stock market is indeed a slaughterhouse."
The two chatted idly.
Before long, Su Yi arrived at his destination, and by then, the rain had stopped.
Looking at the sun re-emerging from the clouds and the dazzling sunlight, Su Yi couldn't help but sigh that the weather was as unpredictable as the stock market.
He paid the fare, got out, and walked along the still damp road.
He went to the supermarket near the residential area, stocked up on some more supplies, and then returned home.
In the evening, the regulatory authorities did not offer any explanation or reassurance regarding the stock market's historic plummet.
Only various financial media, while reporting extensively, made some nonsensical conjectures, attributing the crash to the relatively tight macro-funding situation at the end of the quarter.
But no matter how the media and institutions summarized the reasons or found excuses.
With the regulatory authorities remaining silent, the bullish sentiment in the minds of the vast majority of investors continued to collapse, and market panic continued to spread.
On the weekend, Su Yi went to a car show as previously planned.
He intended to buy a commuter car costing around a million.
At this time, the electric vehicle market had not yet opened up, and the corresponding technology had not yet reached the stage of mature commercialization.
Domestic new car manufacturers were still in their infancy, and even Tesla had not yet achieved mass production.
Therefore, the entire car show was still dominated by major established car manufacturers.
"Mr. Su... is that really you?"
Just as Su Yi had visited several booths and was hesitating about which car to buy, a rather familiar voice suddenly came from behind him.
Su Yi turned around and looked in the direction of the voice.
He saw Chen Anya, dressed in a sexy suit skirt, smiling at him from the Porsche booth behind him.
"Aren't you a salesperson from 'Yinghui Finance'?"
Su Yi looked at Chen Anya, dressed as a model, with a surprised expression.
"Why are you here modeling?"
Chen Anya smiled and said,
"Anyway, I have nothing to do on the weekend, so I came out to work part-time and earn some money."
"Oh!"
Su Yi nodded slightly and didn't ask further.
"Mr. Su, are you looking to buy a car?"
Chen Anya continued to ask with a smile,
"Do you need me to help you take a look?"
"You know about cars too?"
Su Yi's eyes showed even more surprise.
Chen Anya replied,
"I don't, but my friend is a salesperson at a Porsche 4S store; she should be able to help you."
After speaking, Chen Anya didn't wait for Su Yi's response.
She quickly took a few small steps in her high heels and pulled over her friend, who was talking to other customers at the booth.
"Qianqian, this is Mr. Su. Please introduce him to a few of your cars,"
Chen Anya urged.
She knew that since Su Yi was here, he had the intention to buy.
Moreover, as long as she could help her friend sell a car, she would also get a good commission.
The girl, whom Chen Anya called 'Qianqian,' sized up Su Yi, not really thinking he was a target customer for their brand.
But, out of consideration for her close friend, she still showed a professional smile and carefully introduced Su Yi to several classic models exhibited by her brand.
After Su Yi patiently listened.
He felt that the price, configuration, and even the Porsche brand itself, as described by the salesperson, all met his budget and expectations.
So, after a brief further inquiry about car insurance and other preferential purchasing conditions.
He directly purchased a Cayenne outright on the spot, under the astonished gaze of the salesperson.
Seeing Su Yi pay for the car in full, swiping over a million yuan without batting an eye.
For a moment, not only was Zhou Qianqian, who handled Su Yi's transaction, surprised, but even Chen Anya, who knew explicitly that Su Yi had the purchasing power, was astonished.
"This car... can I take it now?"
Su Yi asked after completing all the purchase formalities.
Before Zhou Qianqian could respond, the manager in charge of the booth hurriedly said,
"Of course, we can send a dedicated person to drive the car to your specified location for Mr. Su."
"No need,"
Su Yi waved his hand,
"I can do it myself."
As a seasoned driver for over ten years, driving... why would he need someone else to do it?
After speaking, Su Yi got into the driver's seat, briefly tested the feel, then hit the accelerator and drove off.
"Anya, where did you meet this friend?"
After Su Yi left, Zhou Qianqian still hadn't fully recovered from her shock and whispered,
"Not only is he handsome, but he's also young and wealthy. He bought a car over a million yuan without any hesitation. He must be a rich second-generation heir from a wealthy family, right?"
Chen Anya replied,
"You've guessed wrong. This Mr. Su... is really not a rich second-generation heir."
With that, she briefly recounted how she met Su Yi and also explained how Su Yi leveraged 150,000 yuan in capital to generate over 7 million yuan in profit in just over a week.
"Wow! That's incredible!"
Zhou Qianqian was completely shocked after hearing it.
"So he's not a rich second-generation heir; he's a self-made millionaire."
Chen Anya thought for a moment and continued,
"I've seen so many clients come to the company for leveraged trading, and Mr. Su is the only one who has been able to make such a large profit and exit the market."
"Then you should seize the opportunity,"
Zhou Qianqian said with a smile.
Chen Anya rolled her eyes at her and said,
"It's good to know oneself. We're not young girls fresh out of society anymore. There's no need for unrealistic fantasies. In this world, if you want to truly live a better life, you can only rely on yourself. As for everything else... just let nature take its course."
"That's true,"
Zhou Qianqian nodded.
"You have a clear view of life."
Chen Anya wanted to say that it wasn't about having a clear view but rather lessons learned from repeated setbacks.
However, she then thought that there was no point in saying it at this moment, so she swallowed her words and changed the topic, asking,
"Your work at the booth should be almost over now, right?"
"Mmm,"
Zhou Qianqian replied.
"Then you should treat me to dinner. I've been standing for several hours and I'm really hungry,"
Chen Anya said.
"Alright,"
Zhou Qianqian responded with a smile.
"Since you helped me sell a car, order whatever you want later; don't be shy with me."
(End of chapter)
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