Rebirth Starting as a Stock Market Enthusiast

In the Longfor Properties office, Zhou Jianhua's face was ashen.

"Old Li, are you fucking drunk? What son-in-law? When did my daughter get a boyfriend? How come I, as her father, didn't know?"

"Hey, Lao Zhou, stop pretending! It's all over the place! Your daughter's a huge internet celebrity now!"

Zhou Jianhua almost choked on his breath.

Media company?

Big internet celebrity?

Shen Fei immediately came to his mind.

It's that kid again!

If he weren't currently overwhelmed with company matters, he would love to rush back and see that kid right now.

......

In Shanghai, Chen Xi received a phone call.

Wang Hongbin, an old friend of my father, is the general manager of Xingyao Shopping Mall.

"Xiaoxi, your traditional Chinese style brand is a great idea, really. But... after the marketing department's assessment, the risk is still too high. You know, the locations in our mall are all very limited, so we have to look at the return on investment when we give them out... Uncle Wang has his reasons, please be understanding."

understand?

Chen Xi sneered inwardly.

Last month, Wang Hongbin assured her that he would reserve the best central courtyard location for her and fully support his niece's entrepreneurial endeavors.

It's only been a few days, and it's already become a story of having a reason?

She could tell even with her toes who was behind it all.

Who else could it be but her wonderful father?

"drop."

The phone screen lit up; it was the latest report sent by the CFO.

Silk, Nanjing brocade, Suzhou embroidery...

Each one is a money-devouring behemoth.

Pattern making, sample garments, workshops, plus the exorbitant rent for this showroom and the salaries of dozens of people...

Assistant Xiao Ai walked over carefully in her high heels and whispered, "Sister Xi, the embroidery shop in Suzhou just called to say that our batch of sample garments featuring twin lotus flowers may have to be delayed."

"What's the reason?"

"They said... that Dio has added an urgent order, and their top embroiderers all need to rush there first..."

Xiao Ai dared not continue.

Those in the industry know that top-tier workshops always prioritize capital and long-term orders in their resources.

She, Chen Xi, a rising entrepreneur, is nothing compared to the big names.

"understood."

Chen Xi gave a curt reply.

Just then, my phone vibrated again.

Chen Xi's pupils suddenly contracted; it was a phone call from his father.

She took a deep breath and answered the phone: "Feed."

"I'll be home for dinner tonight."

"understood."

Chen Xi hung up the phone and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, lost in thought.

She suddenly missed the meal she had in Anyuan County.

......

In the dining room of the Chen family mansion, the lights fell on the cold marble dining table, reflecting a glaring light.

A table laden with delicious dishes, yet no one had the appetite to touch a single bite.

Chen Xi's mother, Lin Wan, kept putting food into her bowl, saying, "Xiao Xi, eat more, you've gotten so thin."

Her eyes held a mixture of heartache and a hint of...pleading.

Chen Xi kept her head down, eating her rice without saying a word.

At the head of the table, Chen Hanyuan slowly finished his soup, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and then asked, "How are your clothes selling?"

Chen Xi tightened her grip on the chopsticks, raised her head, and looked directly at her father: "You don't need to worry about my company."

"Why did Wang Hongbin back out? Why did the embroidery shop in Suzhou prefer to pay a penalty for breach of contract to take Dio's order first? Do you think I made them do that? Xixi, you're too young and don't understand the market at all. Let me tell you this: a brand can't be built on your passion and talent alone. Do you think that just because your clothes are beautifully designed, people will buy them? Even if people buy them at first, it doesn't mean they'll keep buying them. The most important thing for a startup to succeed is connections, followed by capital. If you have neither connections nor capital, you'll never make a name for yourself; you'll just lose all your money. I know you don't want to listen to my arrangements and want to make a name for yourself. I can respect your wishes and let you start your own business, but I will not provide you with any further assistance with anything related to your company."

Lin Wan's eyes reddened, and her voice trembled: "Han Yuan, say less. The child has his own thoughts..."

"Her idea? Her idea is to take the family's money and burn it for fun, and then tell me that's what idealism is? In today's society, nobody will pay for so-called high-end Chinese style! They only recognize Chanel and Hermes! In the eyes of those rich ladies, what you make is just something to hype up based on your family background!"

Chen Xi never expected her father to confront her at this time.

She knew her father's personality; once he said something, he would never take it back.

But... she was really a little unwilling.

Chen Xi suddenly stood up and pulled out a chair.

"I'm stuffed."

She turned and left, while Lin Wan called anxiously behind her, "Xiaoxi! Xiaoxi, you child..."

Chen Xi didn't turn back; she drove to another old house.

The osmanthus tree in the courtyard is fragrant.

Grandma, with her gray hair, was sitting under the lamp, wearing reading glasses, mending an old cheongsam stitch by stitch.

Upon seeing Chen Xi, Grandma put down her work, her cloudy eyes filled with love.

"You're back? Have you eaten?"

Chen Xi walked over, hugged her grandmother from behind, buried her face in her thin shoulders, and smelled that familiar scent. The defenses she had been holding up collapsed instantly.

"Grandma..." Her voice was choked with sobs.

Grandma gently patted the back of her hand, asked nothing, and just sighed.

"Good child, don't overwork yourself."

After a long while, Chen Xi finally recovered and picked up a sample garment that had been prepared.

It was a modified cheongsam made of Nanjing brocade and Suzhou embroidery, shimmering and breathtakingly beautiful under the moonlight.

"Grandma, look, these are the first batch of garments we made, using the twin lotus stitch technique you taught me."

Madam Chen leaned closer and touched the embroidery, her eyes filled with both amazement and heartache.

"Silly child, you're just too stubborn, just like your grandfather."

Madam Chen patted Chen Xi's hand: "Don't overthink it. If all else fails, go find Aunt Yun. With her protecting you, your father wouldn't dare..."

Chen Xi fell silent.

Aunt Yun, Grandma's last disciple, the head of Yunloulan, is a benchmark for high-end cheongsams in Shanghai, and her brand ranks among the top ten cheongsam brands in China.

The brand focuses on high-end customization, using brocade and heavy silk fabrics with exquisite craftsmanship. Its modified cheongsams combine retro and modern styles and have frequently appeared at the World Expo, celebrity red carpets, and high-end banquets.

Given Aunt Yun's influence and affection for Grandma, she would definitely protect her if Grandma asked.

Chen Xi knew this better than anyone else.

But she can't go.

It was an old grievance that lay between two families and three generations, and she didn't want to reopen it because of her own reasons.

My mother was always gentle and almost never disobeyed my father. She looked weak, but she loved him more than anyone else.

These days, her mother doesn't dare to help openly, but secretly she keeps giving her money, covering for her, and silently supporting her.

If she goes to Aunt Yun, the one who will be most hurt and embarrassed will be her mother.

Chen Xi lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly, her voice as soft as a falling snowflake:

"I know Aunt Yun will help me... but I can't go to her."

"Then my mom..."