I'm in the county town, and you say I'm a big shot?

Chapter 160: Once bitten by a snake, I will be afraid of ropes for ten years

After spending four days in Shanghai, Fang Qingye decided to return to Nanxin.

Bai Ou was very enthusiastic about her internship at the law firm and was very busy every day, leaving early and returning late. Fang Qingye couldn't help her much. She didn't have anything else to do in Shanghai, so she might as well go back to avoid Quan Shasha constantly harassing her on QQ about going to a resort.

This morning, on the way to take Bai Ou to work at the law firm, Fang Qingye told her about her plans. Bai Ou naturally had no objections, but reminded Fang Qingye to tell her grandfather when she got back that she was doing an internship in Shanghai this year, unlike in previous summers when she would often go to the nursery.

"Don't worry, I'll go over often. I find growing flowers quite interesting now," Fang Qingye said.

"Okay, please help me grow another orchid that I like!" the girl said.

What kind of orchids do you like?

"you guess!"

After delivering the white lotus root to her workplace, Fang Qingye returned to the Peace Hotel and considered checking out and returning to Nanxin.

Just then, Fang Qingye's phone rang. He saw that it was Shi Guangrong calling.

Two months ago, in the cotton fields of northwestern Shandong, the two had only spoken on the phone once and then had no contact since, presumably about futures trading.

Fang Qingye answered the phone casually, and Shi Guangrong's slightly excited voice immediately came through the receiver: "President Fang, have you been looking at the futures market lately? Last night, the CF0909 contract broke through the resistance level of 15000 yuan!"

"See? After all, I invested tens of millions, so I have to put in some effort," Fang Qingye said with a smile.

Shi Guangrong laughed on the other end of the phone: "Why do I get the feeling that you're so nonchalant, not caring about these tens of millions?"

"Haha. I'm not one of those real financial tycoons with billions or tens of billions in funds. How could I not care? It's just that you're impatient. Have you been bitten by a snake once and are now afraid of ropes for ten years?"

Shi Guangrong knew Fang Qingye was referring to his being betrayed by a friend, which had made him suspicious. So he chuckled dryly twice, avoiding the topic, and asked instead:
Where are you now? Back in Nanxin, right?

"I went back a long time ago. I'm in Shanghai now, on annual leave," Fang Qingye said lazily.

"You're in Shanghai? Why didn't you contact me? Let's meet up and have a couple of drinks."

"Look at you, bringing up drinking again. I was originally planning to go see you, but now that you've mentioned it, I'm even less inclined to go," Fang Qingye joked.

"Okay, okay, no alcohol, tea instead! Where are you now? Should I come to you, or should you come to my company?"

"Let's go to your company," Fang Qingye decided after a moment's thought.

He was also curious about what exactly Shi Guangrong's so-called Silan Flower Company was like.
"Okay, I'll send the address to your phone. When can you come over?"

"I came in the morning, and I'm going back to Nanxin this afternoon."

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

After hanging up the phone, Shi Guangrong said to Jiang Yiling beside him, "Fang Qingye is in Shanghai. Come over soon so we can have a proper talk. I want to hear his real thoughts and what the next step should be."

"That's good, so you won't have trouble sleeping lately," Jiang Yiling said with a coquettish smile.

"Ah, Fang Qingye is right. I've been bitten by a snake once, and now I'm afraid of ropes for ten years." Shi Guangrong sighed after saying that.

Jiang Yiling knew that Wang Hong's betrayal at a crucial moment was a great blow to him, and deep down, Shi Guangrong was a very sentimental person.

She then said, "You two can talk later, I'll go check on the company's recent business situation."

"That's right, get some good tea, preferably Da Hong Pao." Shi Guangrong said hurriedly, remembering something.

"Why Da Hong Pao? Isn't pre-Qingming Longjing tea good?" Jiang Yiling asked, puzzled.

"You forgot, the first time we met Fang Qingye, we saw top-quality Da Hong Pao tea in his office," Shi Guangrong said with a smile.

Fang Qingye packed her luggage, went downstairs to the front desk to check out, and then drove onto the Yan'an Elevated Road, heading east, following the address Shi Guangrong had given her in the text message. After driving for almost an hour, she arrived near the Hongqiao Flower Market, found Silan Flower Company, parked her car outside, and went upstairs.

The company is located on the third floor of an office building. Unlike other companies, the entire corridor and rooms are filled with various potted plants, mostly orchids, and the extensive glass frame structure makes people feel like they are entering a garden.

In the office with the general manager's sign hanging on it, Fang Qingye met Shi Guangrong.

Wearing a suit and short sleeves, and a tie, he was impeccably dressed.

"President Fang, please have a seat," Shi Guangrong greeted warmly. "I'll make you some tea."

Fang Qingye sat on the sofa and watched Shi Guangrong skillfully wash the cups, brew water, and finally pour two cups of tea.

"Thank you." Fang Qingye picked up a glass and took a sip.
"Dahongpao?"

"Yes, now that you're here, of course we should treat you to your favorite food," Shi Guangrong said.

After a few casual words, the two got down to business.

"President Fang, you once said when you were in Northwest Shandong that CF0905 might break through 15000 yuan in early July, and the divergence between the bulls and bears would widen. Your prediction has come true."

Shi Guangrong continued, "Trading volume has increased significantly in the past few days. What should we do next? Continue to hold? Close out positions? Or even switch from long to short?"

Fang Qingye thought for a moment before saying, "I estimate that cotton futures prices will see a correction because the government will increase its stockpiling efforts. This happens every year around this time, so it's nothing new."

After hearing Fang Qingye's words, Shi Guangrong nodded: "I agree with your judgment, the price will pull back, but how much do you think it will pull back to?"

Fang Qingye glanced at him: "Around 14500 yuan. During this period, it will fluctuate between 14500 and 15000 yuan, and this will continue until the end of August. When cotton enters the harvest season, the market will give direction when the futures price rises or falls."

"So you mean to keep the position unchanged for now?" Shi Guangrong realized what Fang Qingye meant.

"Yes, constantly adjusting positions is too troublesome."

Seeing that Shi Guangrong was about to ask again, Fang Qingye stopped him: "You don't need to ask anymore. I've told you my thoughts, and I will do the same. As for you, you can decide for yourself."

"I understand, don't worry, I'll let you know in advance if I'm going to do anything," Shi Guangrong said with a smile. "I will keep our agreement, but..."

"Alright. Come with me to your company. I'm quite interested in your company's interior design style." Fang Qingye interrupted, standing up.

Upon hearing this, Shi Guangrong could only laugh and say, "Alright, I'll show you around."

So Fang Qingye followed Shi Guangrong and strolled around with great interest.

Shi Guangrong's company wasn't very big; it consisted of a large office with a dozen or so people sitting inside, and several smaller rooms.

The use of wood and clean lines shapes the space, complemented by lush indoor plants, while semi-transparent partitions provide privacy and flexibility.

Shi Guangrong told him that this was the company headquarters, and that he also had a flower warehouse and a seedling base.

"The warehouse is the one where you sent the orchids last time. The seedling base is quite far away, it's still at the Qingpu Flower Company. I think that's the best way."

"Hmm, not bad," Fang Qingye praised.

Shi Guangrong's aesthetic sense is actually quite good.

He now knows that Shi Guangrong was trading futures on his own and that he did indeed run a flower company.

It's just a personal preference.

(End of this chapter)