Xueba's computing system

Chapter 149 Lin Yuan's Self-Comfort

"How much money do I have left now?"

As the two chatted, Zhang Yan brought up the topic that Lin Yuan was most reluctant to mention.

Who the hell is willing to shout to the world: I am taking advantage of my proximity to a good group to try to pick up the inside scoop.

"Can we not talk about this?"

"Can't I just ask? Is it a loss or a profit?"

Lin Yuan wished he could shut the other person's mouth.

"You urged me not to do it before, and now you ask me with a smile whether I'm making a profit or a loss. Girl, what the hell are you doing?"

"This... this is not contradictory. I'm just curious. No."

"If you keep shouting about this, I will return the money to you immediately." Lin Yuan said coldly.

If this kind of thing were exposed, it would be much more serious than rubbing the admission letter. Lin Yuan would not let the other party's eldest daughter's temper go wild. So he immediately stopped the topic with a cold face.

Why is stock trading, which is not illegal, far more serious than rubbing the admission letter in Lin Yuan's opinion? This is very counterintuitive. To be precise, stock trading requires taking greater risks and bearing greater costs.

Because, after you get your acceptance letter, you can still curry favor with the big guys, but if they find out that you are secretly investing in stocks to make quick money, and then they know that the inspiration for this operation came from an internal file, then the situation will be very embarrassing, and the big guys will find you offensive.

In the past, Lin Yuan would never agree with this view, but the facts disdained his agreement. So he had no choice but to succumb to the objective judgment based on the facts.

"Hmph! You're like this again. You give me the cold shoulder after just a few words." Zhang Yan was obviously angry. He turned around and walked out of the courtyard gate.

Zhang Yan took a few steps, his pace getting slower and slower. When he was close to the gate, he couldn't help but look back a few times.

Lin Yuan seemed to take a few steps forward, looking as if he wanted to catch up but was indifferent.

Zhang Yan just looked at Lin Yuan, his face full of anger, but he was waiting for him.

Lin Yuan looked hesitant.

Finally, Zhang Yan kicked the nearest small stone away.

"Brother, do you want to apologize to me?"

"Yes, I did have this idea."

"Then you can come over and apologize now."

Lin Yuan then walked over and said, "I'm sorry, I was in a hurry just now..."

"If you don't want me to talk about stock trading, you can just tell me directly. Why do you have to be so mean to me?"

"Can we not mention those two words first?" Lin Yuan said while subconsciously looking around, afraid that someone might have heard him.

"Okay, then I won't mention stock trading."

Lin Yuan rubbed his head with a headache, and pulled Zhang Yan's arm, trying to pull her back to the stone table in the courtyard to prevent her from talking about "stock speculation" all the time.

It was obvious that the bosses had met here today to discuss business, so this courtyard was very empty. However, Lin Yuan and the other two were at the gate of the courtyard at the moment, so their voices were bound to be easily heard.

Lin Yuan had learned his lesson this time. He didn't want to provoke Zhang Yan again, so he grabbed her wrist instead of her upper arm, so as to avoid looking like he was escorting a prisoner.

He pulled her back to the stone table with as little force as possible, "Little aunt, let's talk here."

"Oh." Zhang Yan was much calmer at this moment, and the anger in his tone was gone.

"My master told me that the homemade rice wine here is pretty good. You're not driving anyway, so why not try some later?"

Lin Yuan was stunned when he heard this. "Didn't you just argue with me about stock trading? Now you're asking me if I want to drink? What the hell?"

"I...can't drink."

"That's it."

Lin Yuan saw the other party lowering his head, and he didn't know why the other party just used stock trading as a topic of conversation. In order to be safe, Lin Yuan patiently explained, "Brother, I don't mean to be harsh on you. Brother, I also know that you don't need this little money. It's just that this kind of thing is not suitable for after-dinner conversation."

"I see," Zhang Yan said with a bit of grievance, "I just said it casually because there were only two of us here."

"But many deadly secrets were exposed in this way." Lin Yuan was not a reckless young official like Zhang Yan. He did not have that much money to waste. Although he had made the worst plan when he decided to invest in stocks, who would be willing to accept the worst plan unless it was necessary.

"Then I won't say anything. I swear I will never mention stock trading again." Zhang Yan said while seriously raising three fingers.

Lin Yuan immediately pressed down her raised hand, "You just said that again."

Zhang Yan quickly covered his mouth.

She had received professional and systematic training, and she never treated other things like this on a daily basis. She was just reckless, but not stupid.

Zhang Yan's heart was beating wildly at the moment, and her wrist, which had just been held by Lin Yuan, was still burning. Although Lin Yuan did not hold her hand to avoid suspicion, the actual effect on Zhang Yan was the same as holding hands.

Fortunately, Lin Yuan held her wrist tightly just now. If his hand slipped and he took the other person's hand, who knows what kind of vicious words Zhang Yan would say.

In fact, Zhang Yan took the initiative to bring up the issue of "stock speculation" purely for the sake of making conversation. He just wanted to find some common topics with Lin Yuan. But he did it in a counterproductive way. But he couldn't explain the real reason to Lin Yuan.

Therefore, Zhang Yan’s low IQ is entirely due to the influence of Lin Yuan’s halo.

Zhang Yan herself didn't know why this happened, and she didn't even dare to think about it, because even thinking about it was taboo.

"Brother doesn't expect you to really do it."

"I can definitely do it, believe me." Zhang Yan said anxiously.

Lin Yuan made a gesture to keep quiet. "Listen to me. If you accidentally mention stock trading in the future, we will make a tacit agreement. Let's say that I made some money in the A-share market in late September and early October.

In the wave that just passed, many people opened accounts. It is not a big deal for me to follow the trend and open an account. (The National Day market in 24 years was not fabricated out of thin air)"

Zhang Yan listened carefully, "I understand. Brother, you are still steady."

"Okay, be happy." Lin Yuan counselled Zhang Yan.

Ever since Zhang Yan lent him the money, he was certain that he had some strange feelings towards him. This was Lin Yuan's way of narrowing the distance between him and Zhang Yan.

When others thought he was hugging his tutor's thigh, he was actually hugging Dean Li's thigh with his other hand.

What others could never have imagined was that a shadow had quietly appeared behind Lin Yuan, and that shadow might be his real strongman in the future.

But theory should be kept as theory, and practice should be kept as practice.

Lin Yuan was determined to cling to Zhang Yan, but his tactical execution was terrible. This was all due to his lack of experience in love.

But then again, this disadvantage could also be Lin Yuan's advantage. For a young yamen like Zhang Yan, the best strategy might be to have no strategy at all.

Lin Yuan was not very clear about what Zhang Yan’s feelings were towards him.

Was it because the other party really didn't take the one million seriously, and was just attracted by his status as a senior brother? Or was it the thought that he didn't dare to think about - he was blind and liked him a little?
Fortunately, if he doesn't sort out this emotion, it won't affect Lin Yuan's life progress, so let's put it aside for now.

What if she gets exposed one day? Lin Yuan could only comfort himself: I will treat her as my own sister on weekdays. If she really goes blind in the future, I will have a good reason to distance myself from her.

But no matter how Lin Yuan thought about it, he still felt that he was not a human being.

However, Lin Yuan just couldn't help himself. Zhang Yan seemed to be a vine with the aura of heaven. Which mortal wouldn't want to reach out and grab it?

Compared to Dong Yong, the shameless jerk who stole the fairy's clothes, Lin Yuan felt that he was already very well behaved. This was the only way he could comfort himself.

"Calmness is the way of getting along that must be acceptable between two acquaintances." Lin Yuan patiently explained, and finally made Zhang Yan accept it - when sitting with Lin Yuan, there was no need to make small talk.

Then, Zhang Yan finally returned to her original state. Bored, she stood up and started to practice military boxing.

Seeing the opponent's powerful posture, even with the wind of fists, Lin Yuan swallowed his saliva. Sure enough, she was not a weak woman. How many punches could he take from her?

(End of this chapter)