Rebirth Starting as a Stock Market Enthusiast

Chapter 149 Even if Zhang Wei loses everything, he will still...

Zhang Wei slowly stood up, leisurely packed his things to leave work, and walked out of the company gate. Only when he was hit by a cold wind did he suddenly remember something.

He quickly took out his phone, tapped on the WeChat profile picture he had pinned to the top for four years, and carefully sent a message.

"Xixi, are you alright? I saw the video. Why did you break up? Who was that man? Don't be sad, you still have me."

At the same time, the entire Chinese internet was in an uproar because Chen Xi's identity was exposed.

The trending topics on all social media platforms, including Douyin, Weibo, and Zhihu, were dominated by terms such as "The girl who broke up with her boyfriend is actually Chen Xi", "Top Ten Young Creators in Shanghai", and "Heartache for Chen Xi".

Countless marketing accounts worked overnight to write articles, digging deep into Chen Xi's background.

The founder of the traditional Chinese brand "Xilan," whose grandmother was an inheritor of Shu embroidery, earned three million yuan by running a milk tea shop during her four years of university.

Each message was like a bombshell, leaving netizens stunned and speechless.

How could a top-tier "rich, beautiful, and talented" woman be dumped?

This completely overturned everyone's worldview!

In his single apartment in Shanghai, Zhang Wei, who had just returned home, stared intently at his phone screen, his eyes bloodshot.

A full hour had passed since he sent that WeChat message.

There was no response from the other end.

But he wasn't angry at all; in fact, a strong protective instinct welled up inside him.

"Xixi must be really upset right now," Zhang Wei muttered to himself, leaning back in his chair. "She was hurt so deeply by that scumbag, and then suddenly the whole internet exposed her. She's so fragile; she's probably hiding under the covers, secretly wiping away her tears right now."

The thought of Chen Xi's frail figure made Zhang Wei feel as if his heart was being torn apart.

He took a deep breath and began to formulate the next comforting message in his mind.

Don't be too deliberate, don't put pressure on her, make her feel that no matter how the world changes, Zhang Wei will always be her strongest support.

In the country villa, Chen Xi had just finished showering and was wearing a silk nightgown, drying her hair as she walked to the sofa.

The phone on the table was vibrating wildly, as if it were having a seizure.

The screen was filled with WeChat messages and missed calls.

Some were college classmates, some were business associates, and some were just casual acquaintances I hadn't contacted in ages.

Chen Xi glanced at it casually.

Zhang Wei: Xixi, are you alright? I saw the video—

Chen Xi expressionlessly swiped away the notification, her fingertip quickly sliding across the screen to dial Shen Fei's number directly.

"beep"

The phone rang once and was answered.

"Feed?"

Shen Fei's calm voice came through the phone, interspersed with the soft sound of typing on a keyboard.

Chen Xi threw the towel she was using to dry her hair onto the sofa, walked barefoot to the French windows, and unconsciously curled the corners of her mouth upwards.

"Is Boss Shen still working overtime?" Chen Xi looked out the window at the rural night scene, her tone slightly teasing. "The internet is in an uproar right now. A young entrepreneur from Shanghai, a rich and beautiful woman, was ruthlessly dumped by a scumbag, and the whole internet is feeling sorry for me."

Shen Fei's typing continued unabated: "Isn't this the effect we wanted?"

"So what's next?" Chen Xi put away her joking mood and asked seriously, "What's the next step? Do you need me to respond?"

"You don't need to do anything."

"Do absolutely nothing?"

"Yes, do nothing. This current hype is driven by netizens themselves; everyone is imagining your tragic past. Let them dig it out themselves. The deeper they dig, the better it will be for your future brand. Let the dust settle."

Chen Xi understood.

Shenyang Aircraft Corporation is using scarcity marketing to whet everyone's appetite.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Chen Xi nodded, she had always trusted Shen Fei's judgment on the media industry.

From childhood to adulthood, Chen Xi has seen too many successful entrepreneurs and outstanding business leaders, but he has never seen anyone more outstanding than Shen Fei in the media industry.

"How's the progress in Chengdu?" Shen Fei changed the subject. "Is Sister Chen adjusting well?"

"The renovation of the Hanfu store will take about another half month." When it came to business, Chen Xi reported in great detail, "Sister Lili was already settled last week. I specifically found a teacher to train her on Hanfu knowledge and information. The progress is going well; she learns things very quickly."

"That's good. Keep a close eye on her; she's our next trump card." Shen Fei said before hanging up.

Chen Xi took the phone away from her ear, and the screen lit up.

My WeChat message list has been at 99+ for a long time, and the screen is full of red dots.

Chen Xi scrolled down and found Zhang Wei's profile picture.

In the short few minutes that she was talking to Shen Fei, Zhang Wei sent her three more messages.

"Xixi, why aren't you talking to me? Is something wrong?"

"Don't bear it all alone. If you're feeling down, just tell me."

Chen Xi stared at the screen, her eyes completely expressionless. For four years of university, Zhang Wei had faithfully brought her breakfast and saved her a seat every day; she knew this man's heart all too well.

She didn't like Zhang Wei, but she never made any definitive statements. Having more friends meant having more options—a principle she understood when she opened her milk tea shop.

She leaned back on the sofa, tapped her fingers lightly on the screen, and replied to a message.

"Zhang Wei, thank you. I'm fine, I've just been feeling really confused lately and want to be alone. You're so busy with work, please don't let me interfere with your work. Get some rest, goodnight."

The writing is polite and impeccable, yet it subtly distances the reader from the point of view.

The message was sent out and received a reply almost instantly.

"I'm not busy! Please don't do anything foolish. Contact me anytime if you need anything; my phone is on 24/7 for you!"

Chen Xi glanced at it, immediately silenced her phone, and tossed it onto the coffee table. She turned and went back to her bedroom, intending to get some beauty sleep.

In a studio apartment in Shanghai.

Zhang Wei stared intently at the message on his phone screen: "You're so busy with work, please don't let me interfere with your important matters," and his eyes instantly welled up with tears.

She's still so kind!

Even though he's hurt so badly himself, he's still thinking about others!

That man who dumped her was a complete beast!

Zhang Wei pictured Chen Xi looking sad and heartbroken alone in the country villa, and his heart ached so much he could hardly breathe.

His hands trembled as he typed rapidly on the keyboard.

"Xixi, you're so foolish! He's not worth it!"

"Don't worry, no matter what happens, I'll always be your strongest support!"

The message was sent out, but it disappeared without a trace.

Zhang Wei waited for ten minutes, twenty minutes, and half an hour.

There was no further reply from the other end.

But he didn't feel disappointed at all; instead, a resolute look rose in his eyes.

Xixi must be exhausted from crying and has fallen asleep by now.

She needs protection!

Zhang Wei suddenly stood up from his chair, walked to the computer, and opened several local high-end private investigator websites.

Even if it costs Zhang Wei his entire fortune, he will still expose that scumbag who hurt Xi Xi!