My Life with Narration

Chapter 498 - 489: Case Closed

The so-called turning gods forward or backward is not his family’s tradition, but rather a common practice among the people.

The Stock God is also a god; if you let me make money, then you are a Stock God. If you block me from making money? Then what are you?

Finally, after much cajoling, he managed to persuade Zhu Lili to withdraw her money and switch to the stock that Wang Xing and the others held, advising her on when to sell. And then, he was once again the so-called Stock God.

On the other side, once there were results, they immediately contacted the deceased’s family. When the couple heard that their daughter committed suicide because of that wretched old man, the situation almost got out of control.

Compared to the shame and anger of Jiang Maoxue’s wife, Ms. Xie, the couple was left with only anger, especially upon hearing that the old man about to be buried had such a relationship with their daughter and had even been involved in an abortion. The deceased’s mother couldn’t handle the shock and fainted at the police station, then was sent to the hospital by the police officers.

Meanwhile, Ke Yao trembled in a corner. With her parents repeatedly apologizing, the anger didn’t fall on her, but it still scared her witless.

As for studies? She had long stopped caring. As long as she didn’t bear responsibility in this case, both she and her parents were grateful to the heavens.

Some people only know fear after a tragedy has occurred. If Jiang Maoxue was unethical and lustful, and the deceased was foolish and greedy, then Ke Yao was plainly wicked.

She knew that doing so would place enormous pressure on the other party, yet she did it anyway, a typical act of harming others to benefit oneself.

In front of the three parties, combined with the evidence the police had, the case was finally ruled a suicide. Even the victim’s parents couldn’t dispute it.

That night, the Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau issued a public notice about the suicide case at Jiangcheng University, explaining the reason for the suicide and the improper relationship with a certain professor at Jiangcheng University, as well as malicious rumor-mongering by classmates.

For a time, netizens were outraged, flocking to Jiangcheng University’s official accounts to hurl insults, frightening the university into shutting down the comment section overnight.

However, with no place to vent, they went to his and Jiangcheng Public Security’s official accounts to continue venting.

"Damn, Jiangcheng University actually shut down comments, so damn shameless!"

"A professor again, another scumbag!"

"Why do you say ’again’?"

"Isn’t Da Qing a consultant for Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau? Can you tell us how it’s being handled? Arrest him!"

"Exactly, this is intentional homicide!"

"Whoa, I’m a newbie and totally confused. Isn’t this a pet blogger? Why is the comment section full of stock talk and Jiangcheng University suicide case stuff? Did I switch channels?"

"Newbie, let me educate you a bit. Actually, Da Qing is... a cross-dressing big shot!"

"What? The blogger is a woman?"

"Ah, yes. Pass it on, Da Qing is a woman!"

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The internet, you know how it is, full of chaos and all kinds of people. However, the heat of the matter wasn’t that hot because the deceased was a suicide, and the so-called professor was already controlled, without much intense conflict.

As for Su Qing, he had long stopped paying attention to the comment section. After all, he couldn’t keep up even if he tried.

The next day, Tianchen Technology’s stock continued to soar, thanks to Tang Nan’s operations, which resulted in an influx of funds, raising the stock price by more than two yuan. It was about to hit three yuan.

Tianchen stock undoubtedly became a shot in the arm for the recent stock market, prompting many to join in investing.

However, everyone knew that what he said could only be done with short trades, so they were all prepared to sell in about a week, weren’t they?

Of course, some were eager for a good return, intending to use this stock to make back some money.

By noon the next day, Shen Yi went to work early, while Su Qing went to the landlady’s house.

At that time, Wen’s mother was also there, warmly welcoming him.

"Xiao Su, take a seat. The food will be ready soon!" Wen’s mother said, holding his hand and chatting warmly, quite friendly.

Originally, she had a good impression of Su Qing. Now that he’s collaborating on a project with her son, naturally, the relationship progresses further.

"Auntie, don’t trouble yourself. I just came to discuss something with Sister Qing," Su Qing said helplessly.

He was just dropping by, and now it seemed like a guest had arrived at their home, making him feel awkward.

"No trouble, no trouble at all. It’s no trouble. Just wait, the food’s on the stove. Qing, you chat with Xiao Su for a while!"

"Got it, Mom, I’m here with Xiao Su!"

Hearing that, Wen’s mother went back to the kitchen to continue busying herself, while Wen Nanqing welcomed him to the sofa near the balcony.

"Have some water!" Wen Nanqing poured him a glass of water and said softly.

"Thank you, Sister Wen!"

"Oh, when did you become so polite? I remember some time ago, you and someone else came here to freeload for several days without saying thank you, huh?

What’s up? Getting closer with Xiao Yi? Aware of avoiding suspicion now?" Wen Nanqing teased.

Hearing this, Su Qing scratched his head awkwardly. Although he didn’t want to admit it, that’s exactly how it was. Ever since he officially started dating Shen Yi, he avoided physical contact with other women. After all, he and the landlady used to have those so-called whispered conversations, but not anymore.

In fact, not just him, Wen Nanqing was the same way. Despite her bold words, she rarely came over after the two started dating. Even when she did, it was usually when Shen Yi was at home. You could say all of them have a strong sense of boundary, making them very comfortable to interact with, whether as lovers or friends.

"No, it’s just an interjection. Look at what you’re saying!" Su Qing explained quickly.

Wen Nanqing: "You say it’s not, but you used ’you.’ What, am I considered old, dear sister?"

Su Qing: ...

Indeed, women are all the same. Recently, he discovered that Shen Yi would also have a little temper now and then, though neither was serious; it was mostly teasing.

"Alright, I won’t tease you anymore. You’re here today for the stock thing, aren’t you?" The landlady said.

On this, Su Qing nodded: "Xiao Yi should have told...you about it yesterday, right?"

Luckily, he almost slipped out another "you."

With a charming eye-roll, the landlady drank some water, then placed both hands folded on her stomach, sitting upright on the opposite sofa.

"Yes, she called me yesterday. Since I heard you went to the police station, I didn’t ask much. So what? Is there an issue with that stock? Didn’t you recommend it? You don’t think it’s promising?" Wen Nanqing asked with some confusion.

Because as of now, she indeed made some money from it, and the increase was pretty satisfying.

"Originally, there was no issue, but with Brother Nan and you, as well as some of her friends bringing in large amounts of money together, there’s a problem now."

Then he explained how their actions might draw attention from others. The landlady intended to take his advice and play a short-term trade, but never expected so many twists involved.

"Are you saying someone might release even more stocks before the time you said, to depress the price?"

"Exactly, these are usual tactics of financial institutions to prevent wealthy people like you from hoarding a mini stock and inflating the price. As for the small investors, earning or losing depends on luck, but they will definitely watch you big investors."

"So what should we do?"

"Sell progressively, withdrawing your stocks over five days, and inform Brother Nan and her friends. Although it also carries some risk, it’s much less. Don’t be greedy; I’ll inform you once there’s another opportunity in the market later."

Hearing this, Wen Nanqing, although not understanding the stock market, had the great virtue of heeding advice.

"No problem, then I’ll first sell 2 million worth today!"

To this, Su Qing nodded.

Selling in batches won’t cause the stock price to fall too quickly, and from the narrator’s perspective, some financial institutions have already entered, preparing to harvest from these big investors.

As long as they didn’t withdraw large amounts of money at present, once the landlady and others started selling, those institutions would immediately snatch up the stocks, maintaining the illusion that the price didn’t drop and thereby attracting more small investors.

So it is said, small investors always end up losing in the stock market.

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