Rebirth Starting as a Stock Market Enthusiast

As night fell, the neon lights of Shanghai converged into a flowing sea of ​​light outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Chen Xi, wrapped in a bathrobe, held a glass of red wine in her hand as she looked at the proposal sent by Shen Fei.

Initially, she just wanted to browse out of boredom. After all, although Shen Fei spoke eloquently, in Chen Xi's eyes, he was merely a young man with a talent for internet operations. Compared to herself, who had grown up in the capital circle, Shen Fei's knowledge was still too shallow.

However, when she saw Shen Fei's analysis of D&G's competitors, Chen Xi was shocked.

Shen Fei cited fragments of statements made by the brand's founder, Stefano Gabbana, on social media over the past few years to illustrate that the brand harbors a deep-seated prejudice against Eastern culture.

The text also included a note explaining that Stefano Gabbana particularly enjoys using so-called Italian humor to satirize other countries' cultures, and asserted that this Shanghai fashion show would be the fuse that ignites nationalistic sentiments.

Upon seeing this, Chen Xi was filled with shock and disbelief.

As someone in the industry, she had indeed heard that Gabbana was a madman who couldn't keep his mouth shut and often made outrageous remarks in private.

But how did Shen Fei find out?

How did someone who stayed in a small county after graduation know the personality of a top Milanese designer?

Even if those Italians were arrogant and stubborn, they were still businessmen, and the Shanghai show was the most crucial step for them to enter the Chinese market. Faced with such huge profits, how could they make such a low-level mistake?

This doesn't make sense, unless... that designer is really crazy.

Or perhaps Shen Fei knows some inside information?

......

The moment Shen Fei opened the door, he saw Ms. Chen video chatting with Chen Xi.

At this moment, Ms. Chen was sitting on the sofa, holding her phone, talking to Chen Xi with a big smile.

"Oh dear, Xixi, I'm too old for skincare products. It's such a waste of money..."

"Oh, right, right, next time you come, Auntie will make you drunken crab. The crabs from Anyuan are really plump!"

Shen Fei froze in mid-air as he changed his shoes, his heart skipping a beat.

Xi Xi?

Is this address more affectionate than calling him his own son?

He changed his shoes and went over to take a look.

On the phone screen, Chen Xi was wearing pajamas, her hair casually tied back, looking as obedient as a newlywed neighbor's wife.

Shen Fei stood behind the sofa, his lips twitching slightly.

What a brilliant strategy of encircling the cities from the countryside!

This woman bypassed her and infiltrated the ranks!

"cough--"

Shen Fei coughed expressionlessly, attempting to assert his dominance.

When Ms. Chen turned around and saw it was Shen Fei, she immediately put on a disgusted expression:

"Go away, go away, stay somewhere else and don't disturb my conversation with Xixi. There are leftovers in the kitchen, heat them up and eat them yourself."

Shen Fei stumbled as he was pushed, his face filled with disbelief.

Leftovers?

Before, when I went home, I was treated to braised pork ribs. Now that I have a daughter-in-law, I'm just leftovers.

"Xixi, don't be like that brat, always leaving early and coming home late. Eat on time, or you'll ruin your health."

"There's nothing I can do, Auntie. I can't cook either. Shen Fei won't help me, so I'll just treat this as a way to lose weight."

Shen Fei rolled his eyes speechlessly and leaned closer to the camera:

"Mr. Chen, your ability to distort the truth has improved quite a bit. I'm giving you the plan today."

Seeing Shen Fei's helpless expression, Chen Xi's eyes curved into crescents:

"Oh, Mr. Shen's off work? What's wrong? Your auntie feels sorry for me and is saying a few fair words, and you have a problem with that?"

"..."

Shen Fei was too lazy to argue with her. He reached for the water glass on the table, but before his hand even touched it, Ms. Chen slapped it away.

"The water's just boiled, it's scalding hot! Don't you know to pour some cold water over it?"

Ms. Chen glared at him, then turned to Chen Xi and said, "Ignore him. I've spoiled this kid since he was little. I'll teach him a lesson later."

Shen Fei looked at the red mark on the back of his hand, completely bewildered.

Is she still her biological mother?

"Fine, fine, she's your biological daughter, I was just a free gift with a phone plan. You guys chat, I'm going to eat leftovers, okay?"

Seeing Shen Fei's discomfiture, Chen Xi laughed heartily: "Then Auntie, I won't disturb your rest today. Shen Fei hasn't eaten yet, so please tell him to eat less cold food, it's not good for his stomach."

"Ah! Good! You're so considerate! Goodnight, Xixi!"

The video call ended, and Shen Fei was just about to go to the kitchen to find something to eat when Ms. Chen's voice came through.

"There's some leftover braised noodles with green beans in the pot. I'll heat it up for you later. First, let me ask you something important."

"What's up?"

"What's going on with this girl? She sent me a set of skincare products and even gave your dad two bottles of Moutai..."

"Oh, is that all? Just keep it. I'll repay this favor to her."

"Son, do you want to work in Chenxi?"

"Huh? You're not going?"

"What's wrong? Are you too proud to admit it?"

"No, face isn't worth much."

"Is it because the salary isn't good enough? Didn't Chen Xi say he'd give you a million-dollar annual salary?"

"Initially, the estimate was no more than a few hundred thousand."

"That's still a lot. You couldn't earn that much in eight or ten years back in your hometown..."

In Ms. Chen's eyes, in a small, third-tier county like Anyuan, it's impossible to find a decent job unless you pass the civil service exam.

Start a company?

In his view, that was equivalent to unemployment.

"Son, how's your company going?" Ms. Chen asked tentatively.

Upon hearing this, Shen Fei knew that his mother was upset.

She cares a lot about her income.

The reason is simple: I haven't even bought my parents a decent gift yet, but Chen Xi has been giving me skincare products and Moutai liquor.

The initial offer of several thousand dollars was a huge blow to this working-class family.

"Mom, are you feeling unwell?" Shen Fei put down his chopsticks and asked with a smile.

"I'm afraid you'll hold yourself back!"

Ms. Chen sighed and finally told the truth:

"Xixi's family is rich. You're not a good match. Why would she be interested in you? If you don't go to a big city and try your luck, how will you make a living if you stay in this small place like Anyuan? Maybe I should go ask around and see if there are any girls who would be a good match?"

Shen Fei understood.

Chen Xi's gift-giving has really hurt Ms. Chen's pride.

Ms. Chen was initially quite happy, but after calming down and thinking it over, she realized: "Wait a minute, this isn't a daughter-in-law at all, she's clearly a female bodhisattva who came to help the poor."

This huge class gap made Ms. Chen feel deeply uneasy.

"Mom, you're overthinking it. My company now..."

"Alright, stop bragging about your shell company."

Ms. Chen waved her hand, interrupting Shen Fei's explanation, then stood up and walked to the wine cabinet.