Reborn in 2012, building a new energy empire

The night breeze carried the dampness of the Huangpu River. Before the car arrived, Chen Jingge lit a cigarette and gestured for Jiang Haoran to walk a few steps along the road together.

"What's your take on Mr. Zhao's last words, 'cautious bullishness'?" Chen Jingge asked suddenly, taking a drag of his cigarette.

"In Mr. Zhao's position, he has to leave room for maneuver in his words."

Looking at the lights on the opposite bank, Jiang Haoran spoke very bluntly, "Institutions have large amounts of funds, and every step requires approval at every level, striving for absolute certainty."

Therefore, they must wait for that irrefutable "ironclad evidence."

He turned to Chen Jingge: "But we're different. We have less money, which gives us more flexibility."

They need to wait until they reach 80 points before they dare to make a move, while we can take in a small amount of funds to "test the waters" when we see signs of a 60-point breakthrough.

They are using phased, tentative buying to replace the 'absolute certainty' they need.

For us, flexibility and initiative are our greatest advantages.

Chen Jingge exhaled a wisp of smoke and laughed: "You've got guts, truly a newborn calf unafraid of tigers."

However, even the most accurate information heard at a dinner party should be taken with a grain of salt. If you really want to participate, you have to see it for yourself and weigh the pros and cons firsthand.

"Let's split up now." Chen Jingge stopped. "Your leave is almost over, go back to school first."

"When we get back, follow the line of reasoning we've been working on, check the publicly available data again, and dig deeper into the key areas," Chen Jingge instructed.

"In particular, there are several variables that need to be continuously monitored, such as the weekly changes in port inventory and the actual raw material turnover days of feed mills."

"If you really want to invest money, logical judgment alone is not enough; you must have solid data to back it up."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "I happen to have a research opportunity on hand, and I plan to go to the field to see how well the pig stocks of large-scale pig farmers have recovered."

"Go to the port next and find out the actual arrival schedule and inventory changes for soybeans. This firsthand information is more reliable than anything else."

"Let's meet up again in a few days." He looked at Jiang Haoran. "If the logic and data match up then, we'll decide on the next step."

The two got into the car and returned to Chen Jinge's residence in Songjiang.

This was a simple business apartment. After entering, Chen Jingge casually draped his coat over the back of the chair, first handed Jiang Haoran a bottle of water, and then went to the desk.

He casually pulled his phone out of his pocket, swiped his thumb across the screen twice, found a number, and dialed it.

The call was answered after only two beeps, and a deep male voice came through the receiver: "Feed?"

"Old Zhao, it's me, Chen Jingge." Chen Jingge got straight to the point, leaning slightly against the edge of the desk, his posture relaxed. "Is it convenient for us to talk over there?"

"It's convenient, go ahead," Mr. Zhao's voice came through the receiver.

"Thank you so much for Mr. Zhao's guidance today; the information was crucial."

"I've basically figured out my ideas, and I'm planning to make some changes." Chen Jingge paused.

"So I'll have to trouble you to make the arrangements. I'll bring some people over tomorrow to open a few accounts. The terms will be the same as what we discussed last time."

He pressed the speakerphone button and turned to Jiang Haoran, who was drinking water on the sofa: "It's settled. We'll go directly to their company tomorrow morning to handle it. The leverage and fees will be based on the best terms we agreed on."

The next morning, Chen Jingge took Jiang Haoran to the building where Guotai Securities was located.

After the receptionist verified the information, a well-dressed man in his thirties quickly came out to greet us. His smile was warm but not excessive, and his speech was steady and clear.

"Good morning, Mr. Chen and Mr. Jiang." He stepped forward and handed over his business card in a crisp manner.

"I am Wang Lei. General Manager Zhao instructed me to assist you two with the account matters throughout the process."

"Please come with me. Let's talk in the VIP room upstairs. It's quiet there."

Chen Jingge nodded: "Thank you for your trouble, Xiao Wang."

"You're too kind. Mr. Zhao specifically instructed us to provide excellent service." Wang Lei's smile was professional and sincere. "Mr. Chen is an important long-term partner of ours, and his credit record has always been excellent."

"With Mr. Zhao's personal recommendation, we will definitely follow the highest priority process, and the relevant fees will be implemented in accordance with the standards for the highest-level clients." He said frankly, pointing out the key point without embarrassing anyone.

The following process was meticulous and efficient.

In the quiet VIP room, Wang Lei placed a stack of forms and risk disclosure statements in front of the two men.

As he handed over the pen, he explained the key terms one by one in a steady voice, especially the pages concerning leverage ratios, margin call rules, and forced liquidation conditions.

His explanations were clear and straightforward, focusing on the scenarios that might be encountered in actual operation and the corresponding risk control measures.

After signing, Wang Lei underwent video identity verification and activation on site.

"Mr. Chen, Mr. Jiang, your account has been activated, and all permissions and fee settings have been configured as agreed," Wang Lei said.

Looking at the brand-new account number belonging to "Jiang Haoran" on the trading software, Jiang Haoran's gaze lingered on it for a few seconds, and a more complex emotion slowly flowed through his heart.

It feels like yesterday, yet also like a lifetime ago.

Countless days and nights in my past life were spent here engaging in capital games involving tens or hundreds of millions of dollars.

At this moment, this small, newly created account, like a silent coordinate, marks his entry into the world of capital with a completely different identity and starting point in this life.

After completing the formalities, Wang Lei escorted the two to the elevator. Once outside the building, the morning sunlight was somewhat dazzling.

"Uncle, be careful on your way to the research trip," Jiang Haoran said.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing." Chen Jingge glanced at his watch.

"I'm leaving this afternoon to check on the situation in northern Jiangsu. What about you? Are you buying a ticket back to school for this afternoon?"

"Yes, the bullet train this afternoon, the timing is perfect."

The two said a brief goodbye at the subway entrance. Chen Jingge patted Jiang Haoran on the shoulder and turned to merge into the crowd.

Jiang Haoran went to the train station alone, and soon after in the afternoon, he boarded the train back to Jinling.

As the high-speed train started moving, Jiang Haoran sat by the window, watching the cityscape outside flow past at a steady pace.

He closed his eyes, and the brief but intense trip to Shanghai flashed through his mind like a fast-forwarded movie.

The chance encounter with Lin Miaomiao at the library and the tentative professional exchange planted a seed that might sprout for future entry into the photovoltaic industry chain.

The seeds are tiny, but their location is precise.

The reconnection and deeper cooperation with his uncle Chen Jinge is of even more direct significance.

This is not just a futures account, but a potential channel to rapid capital growth and a business ally that can be relied upon in the future.

My uncle's pragmatism, prudence, and connections precisely compensate for his current lack of age and experience.

The vivid industry information shared at last night's dinner was like pieces of a puzzle, filling in the real texture and temperature of his memory of the macro picture of that hot summer of 2012.

Most importantly, he reaffirmed the core fact that memories and experiences from past lives are still valid in this time and space, and can be influenced and amplified through his current actions.

This is not a simple repetition of history, but a proactive arrangement with the script in hand.

The train's announcement came on: Jinling Station is approaching.

Jiang Haoran opened his eyes, his gaze clear and sharp.

Outside the car window, the familiar city skyline gradually came into view.

The campus, the father's factory, the family relationships that need to be reorganized, the newly opened capital path, and the faintly visible new energy track in the distance—the road is already under our feet, some parts are clear, and some are still shrouded in mist.

The next step is no longer to make breakthroughs in individual areas, but to connect these points into lines, weave these lines into a net, and finally form a solid network that can support his ambitions and protect everything he cherishes.

The train slowly came to a stop. Jiang Haoran picked up his simple luggage and followed the flow of people off the platform.

The evening breeze dispelled the fatigue of his journey, and he took a deep breath of the air of Nanjing.