Rebirth Starting as a Stock Market Enthusiast

It was 11 p.m. when Chen Xi sent a WeChat message.

"What's the plan?"

Shen Fei smiled and tapped his fingers on the screen.

"What's the rush? I'm writing it for you right now. A proposal for a million-dollar annual salary wouldn't take three days and three nights to come up with, would it?"

"Come on. I helped you resolve your marital crisis, shouldn't you show your appreciation?"

"Marital crisis? I have a feeling you've found yourself a long-term meal ticket. My mom was asking you today when you're coming again."

"Then please thank Auntie for me. Seriously though, what are you really thinking? Brand positioning? Or lead generation channels?"

"Neither."

"???"

"I'm thinking about you; there's something wrong with your public persona."

Chen Xi had just finished showering when she saw the message. A slight smile appeared on her lips, a look of both annoyance and amusement on her face.

Her cheeks, still flushed from the bath, looked especially radiant under the warm yellow light. Water droplets slid down her cheeks, across her slender neck, and finally disappeared into the depths of her bathrobe.

Is there a problem with her public image? This is the first time she's heard someone say that.

From childhood to adulthood, her face has been her passport. Things that others can't get done even if they beg and plead, she can usually get seven or eight out of ten by just showing a smile.

Now, someone is actually telling her that the problem lies with her?

Chen Xi: "I would like to hear the details."

"Your brand lacks a dream that ordinary people can reach."

"Give me an example?"

"For example, we can portray you as a wealthy woman who cleverly fights for a few dollars' worth of coupons. This makes ordinary girls realize that even socialites have the same worries as us. This way, they'll feel closer to you, trust you, and ultimately, develop a desire to buy."

"Are you serious?"

"Absolutely! I've spent thousands of hours immersed in the internet. I can't just write something this simple. At the very least, it'll give you a few more followers."

"Hmm... I'll ask my dad for some advice later..."

"That would be even better! Now that we've decided on the direction, I'll start writing the proposal tomorrow. It's getting late, you should get some rest too. Goodnight."

Shen Fei has to get up early tomorrow; he has a lot to do recently.

But just as I lay down, Chen Xi sent me a message.

"Shen Fei, I'll tell you a secret, one I've never told anyone before... I'm not happy."

……

Shen Fei didn't reply, so he assumed he was already asleep.

What's the point of telling myself this? They only added each other on WeChat today, they're not even close yet!

Shen Fei refused to believe that she didn't know what a sense of boundaries was.

Shen Fei left early the next morning.

She was kicked out by Ms. Chen, who told him to go out and get back to work, and even gave her a rare word of encouragement.

It is clear that Ms. Chen now hopes that he can succeed in his business, marry a beautiful and wealthy woman, and reach the pinnacle of life.

As Lu Xun aptly put it, if you have a tank, choose a tank; if you don't have a tank, choose a support; if you have neither a tank nor a support, then choose the center position.

Given any chance, Ms. Chen's daughter-in-law's first choice would definitely be Chen Xi.

After arriving at the company, Shen Fei reviewed the status of several signed accounts.

Song Ting's posts are pretty much the same every day; she just sends out some hand gesture dances to indicate that she's preparing for the start of school.

The lead singer for "Meow Meow Meow" has not yet been found. Shen Fei has given up on looking for Xiao Fanfan and has instead enlisted Wang Kai and the other person to help find a suitable candidate.

Time was too tight. His original plan was to use this hand gesture dance as a viral sensation after Song Ting started school, directly breaking through five million fans.

The morning passed quickly, and Shen Fei brought back takeout to eat with Wang Kai and the others.

Although it was the weekend, Feiyu Media did not have a two-day weekend.

At 2 p.m., Shen Fei had just finished discussing the script with the character he was writing about, who was also a sleepless man.

His WeChat suddenly buzzed. He answered the voice call, and Zhou Yun's voice came through, "Shen Fei, are you at the company?"

"Is there anything I can do at the company?"

"Oh, it's nothing. I'll come over and chat with you."

"...Just wanted to chat with me for no reason?"

"Yeah, I was just bored and wanted to chat with you. I'm coming to find you, don't run away!"

"..."

Based on his observations over this period, Shen Fei guessed that Zhou Yun had encountered some kind of trouble.

Shen Fei discovered that Zhou Yun's social circle was very small; she only had Song Ting as a friend. She usually stayed home reading and drinking tea. You couldn't say she was a homebody, but she also really liked to ask Song Ting out. It was all because she was lonely.

……

"Shen Fei, I'm here!"

Zhou Yun placed the two cups of milk tea on the table with Wang Kai and Shen Fei, then rushed over to him.

Shen Fei: "Teacher Zhou, tell me, what happened?"

Zhou Yun: "It's nothing, didn't I say? I just wanted to chat with you."

"Why don't you stay home and read a book instead of chatting with me on the weekend? It's not like you don't like reading. If all else fails, you could make some tea and film a video."

"Oh, then let me ask you something. If someone tries to cause you trouble, would you dare to fight back?"

"???? Why would anyone bother me out of the blue?"

"Who knows? Maybe she's trying to harass your business partner, and you get angry for her sake... what if?"

Shen Fei: "..."

Where is Song Ting?

Shen Fei was genuinely startled. Who would bother Feiyu Media, a small company like Karami? Are they just being greedy?

"Shen Fei, the person harassing your business partner is none of Song Ting's business."

"..."

"Okay, she went back to her hometown."

"So you want me to be your shield, is that it? Tell me, what's going on?"

"It's... it's that Zhao Jun, that persistent ghost. I don't know if he's had too much to eat, but he keeps coming to find me. If it weren't for the fact that our two families are on good terms, I would really like to slap him to death."

Zhao Jun? Anyuan Clothing?

Shen Fei took out an A4 sheet of paper, which was covered with various information.

One of the lines reads: Anyuan Clothing, Zhao Dong.

Anyuan Garment is a listed company in the county, whose main business is mid-to-low-end women's clothing. Relying on its network of physical stores in surrounding cities, it enjoyed a period of great success.

The founder of Anyuan Garment was Zhao Jun's father, Zhao Dong.

However, Shen Fei was well aware that Anyuan Garment was only now starting to expand into e-commerce platforms such as Taobao and JD.com. Unfortunately, the era of easy traffic growth in e-commerce had already ended. Anyuan Garment's decision this time was a desperate attempt to fix the problem, and it was only accelerating its own demise.

"Zhao Jun? The one from Anyuan Clothing?"

"Yeah, it's him. He's like a ghost, always bothering me! I was reading at home when he cornered me, and now I can't shake him off."

"Then what's the point of you contacting me?"

"Will you come with me to meet him later? Just say you're my boyfriend, okay?"

"It's not good, I don't want to see him."

"Waaaaah! If you can help me, I'll treat you to dinner tonight!"

"Alright then, considering we're partners, you can rest assured, our company doesn't allow any outsiders in, you..."