Rebirth Starting as a Stock Market Enthusiast

The next morning, Shen Fei drove Chen Xi's Maybach to a quiet old street.

He parked the car and looked up.

This is a three-story old villa with vines climbing all over its gray brick walls. It's easy to miss if you don't come specifically to look for it.

Pushing open the door reveals a completely different world inside.

The walls were covered with cheongsams, ranging from moon white to dark blue, from brocade to subtle patterns, all gleaming softly in the sunlight streaming through the huge French windows.

There was a faint sandalwood scent in the air, which smelled very nice.

In the corner stood an old-fashioned embroidery frame, with needles and threads still stuck in the half-finished fabric, as if the owner had just left.

Passing through the front hall filled with cheongsams, you enter a small and exquisite courtyard.

In the courtyard, a woman dressed in a pale white cheongsam with subtle patterns sat at a stone table, holding a small pair of scissors and slowly pruning a pot of orchids.

She looked to be in her early fifties, with her hair neatly tied up at the back of her head. Although there were some fine lines around her eyes, she still possessed a gentle and graceful demeanor.

Hearing footsteps, she looked up.

Her gaze fell on Shen Fei, and she subtly sized him up before putting down the scissors and speaking softly, "You're Shen Fei, right? My name is Lu Wanyun, you can call me Aunt Yun."

Her voice was soft, with a gentle, melodious tone, which was very pleasant to listen to.

"Hello, Aunt Yun, you can just call me Shen Fei." Shen Fei greeted her politely.

Lu Wanyun led him inside, through the front hall, and into a tea room overlooking the courtyard.

Inside the tea room, there is a rosewood tea table, and outside the window is a small courtyard, with a few slender bamboo stalks and moss on the ground.

Behind the tea table sat an elderly man with gray hair.

Shen Fei paused almost imperceptibly.

There was an inexplicable sense of familiarity in the old man's eyes. He subconsciously recalled Chen Xi's expression when she occasionally mentioned her grandmother, and the light in her eyes when she said "Grandma taught me embroidery" that night in Snow City.

But he said nothing, only nodded respectfully to the old man.

"This is Madam Chen, Xixi's grandmother."

After Lu Wanyun came in, she introduced the old man.

A chord in Shen Fei's heart was gently plucked. Sure enough.

A perfectly timed look of realization crossed his face, and he bowed slightly to the old woman again: "Hello, Madam Chen."

When Shen Fei came in, Old Madam Chen was bending over and making tea for herself.

Some tea leaves fell to the ground, and she even picked them up, blew on them, and put them back into the teapot.

Upon hearing Shen Fei's words, Old Madam Chen looked up and sized him up, then said gently, "You're the college classmate that Xixi often mentions?"

"Madam Chen, hello, I am Shen Fei." Shen Fei introduced himself in more detail: "I am Chen Xi's college classmate, from Anyuan County."

Madam Chen was quite old and wore aging glasses; her eyes were somewhat cloudy.

"Hmm~, I heard Xixi mention that you're also acquainted with Zhou Yun."

After confirming Shen Fei's identity, Madam Chen's previously cloudy eyes lit up as if she had discovered a new continent.

"Come, come, let's sit down and talk."

Madam Chen invited Shen Fei to sit down in the chair, but Shen Fei respectfully only sat on one side of his bottom, while glancing at Aunt Yun next to him.

Lu Wanyun had already sat down, adjusted the tea set, poured a cup of tea for the old lady and Shen Fei, and then slowly began to speak.

"How old is Xiaofei this year? Xixi said you have a strong talent for the self-media industry, and you started a company right after graduation..."

Since it was their first meeting, Lu Wanyun started by using some normal conversational phrases between elders and juniors to get the conversation flowing.

Shen Fei responded to each of them.

Lu Wanyun observed and learned about the student for a while. Indeed, just as Lin Li had said, the student possessed a maturity, composure, and keen insight beyond his years.

Lu Wanyun exchanged a glance with the old lady, and then whispered a few words in the old lady's ear.

The old lady nodded, then slowly stood up and left.

Throughout the entire process, Shen Fei simply watched quietly without saying a word.

Once only the two of them remained in the tea room, Lu Wanyun spoke again.

"Was that video about Snow City your idea for Xixi?"

After all that buildup, Lu Wanyun finally got to the most crucial question: "That was just the first step in attracting attention. What are your plans for the subsequent brand launch?"

They've arrived! Shen Fei's spirits lifted; this was the real purpose of today's meeting.

"First, we will focus on intangible cultural heritage content to build Chen Xi's personal brand and complete the initial accumulation of fans and brand image..."

"Then, we'll directly connect with the top-tier fabric supply chain in the Suzhou-Hangzhou region, establishing a solid foundation..."

"Third, use online storytelling to drive traffic, and offline high-end experiences to create a premium experience..."

"besides......"

Shen Fei spoke eloquently, explaining that countless experts in his previous life had already presented numerous successful examples of this model.

He was just a copy machine standing on the shoulders of giants.

Lu Wanyun was calm at first, but the more she listened, the more surprised she became, and eventually she could hardly contain her shock.

Time just passed by minute by minute.

An hour later, Lu Wanyun's gaze towards Shen Fei completely changed. Her eyes were like those of a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law; she liked him more and more the more she looked at him.

"I finally understand why Xixi placed all her hopes on you."

Lu Wanyun chuckled softly and sighed to herself.

She personally poured Shen Fei a fresh cup of tea, and the sense of distance in her tone dissipated considerably.

Shen Fei smiled modestly and did not reply.

He knew that Lu Wanyun's meeting with him this time was definitely not just to chat. Probing his background was only one aspect; her real purpose was yet to come.

After Lu Wanyun finished speaking, she took out two business cards from her pocket and gently pushed them in front of Shen Fei.

Shen Fei looked down at the two business cards.

One photo shows Zhou Hongwen, the contact person for "Jinxiufang" in Suzhou and Hangzhou, and the other photo shows a public relations company called "Fenghua".

After putting away the business card, Shen Fei looked at Aunt Yun with a puzzled expression, wanting to ask her something.

Lu Wanyun didn't look at him. She picked up her teacup and stared at the moss in the courtyard outside the window, as if there were some patterns on it worth studying.

Shen Fei swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue and silently put the two business cards into his pocket.

Before he left, Lu Wanyun saw him to the door.

The shadows of the sycamore trees fall on the bluestone path, and the leaves rustle in the wind.

"Xiao Fei".

Just as Shen Fei was about to take his leave, Lu Wanyun suddenly spoke up.

"Xixi has always been stubborn. Once she's made up her mind, no one can change it." She spoke slowly, like an old mother about to marry off her daughter. "I hope you can treat her well. Don't let her..." But she stopped abruptly halfway through her sentence.

"Forget it, these things are none of my business anyway, go on..."