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At this moment, in the old house at No. 32, the nanny, Aunt Jia, was frying eggs in the kitchen, and the aroma, mixed with the wheat smell of baking bread, filled the whole house.

Jiang Nansun's mother, Dai Yin, also got up early and was slowly pouring milk.

Jiang Pengfei, meanwhile, was nestled in an imported leather sofa, staring at his phone screen as he reviewed yesterday's stock market performance, his face alternating between pale and flushed.

"It absolutely cannot fall any further today. If it drops any lower, my margin will be wiped out, and I'll be completely finished."

He was anxious and flustered, and his fingers unconsciously tapped the sofa armrest.

"If all else fails, I'll have to bite the bullet and ask my mom for some more money tonight to tide me over. After all, most of the valuables in the house have already been pawned, and there's nothing left to fill the hole."

Having made up his mind, he lowered his eyes, logged out of his personal trading account, and opened the screenshots of holdings shared by other investors in the stock trading group.

A glaring green curve stretched as far as the eye could see, and the comments section was filled with groans and complaints, with almost everyone reporting losses and being trapped in their positions.

Amidst the overall downward trend, a bright spot of a stock hitting its daily limit emerged – the very same Putian in Shanghai that Han Tao casually cited as an example in yesterday's short video.

Even after watching it many times, Jiang Pengfei would still feel a surge of regret and frustration, and he would raise his hand and slap his thigh hard.

"God! You must be joking with me, how could I let such a close opportunity slip by!"

If I had persisted a little longer that night, even just subtly probing for an answer, things wouldn't have ended up like this.

Like a drowning man grasping at a last straw, hope rekindled in his eyes.

"No, once Nan Sun comes downstairs, I must drag her over for a visit. If we can get a glimpse of the wind's direction, we can turn the tide and recoup our losses."

Just then, footsteps came from the stairs. Jiang Nansun had just finished washing up and came downstairs with a furrowed brow and a hint of unhappiness on his face.

Just after I replied to Han Tao's message, Zhang Anren sent me a message saying that he had to run errands for the department head at noon today, and the shopping trip they had agreed on was ruined again.

As she walked into the living room, she bumped into Jiang Pengfei, who was staring at her. Jiang Nansun suppressed her displeasure and asked in a calm tone, "Dad, is there something you need?"

Even though she had lived a life of luxury since childhood, she felt deep resentment and resistance towards her father, who had squandered the family fortune on stock trading and was always trying to arrange blind dates with wealthy families for her.

"Nan Sun, it's finally settled!" Jiang Pengfei said with a fawning smile and a serious tone.

"Dad, I'm begging you for a favor. This matter not only concerns me, but also the future of our family."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Nansun's face instantly darkened, and she instinctively became wary: "Are you going to arrange another blind date for me? I'm not going."

"It's not a blind date, it's not a blind date!" Jiang Pengfei quickly waved his hand to deny it, then hurriedly explained, "I just wanted you to come with me to visit Teacher Han Tao next door."

Hearing that it wasn't a blind date, Jiang Nansun breathed a slight sigh of relief, but still refused, saying, "No, it would be too impolite to come so early in the morning!"

  

Besides, Teacher Han is currently swamped with a lot of troubles and simply doesn't have time to deal with you.

"Our two families have eaten together before, and he even made a special trip to our home as a guest. How could he be so cold-hearted?"

Jiang Pengfei raised his voice in a hurry, took out his phone, and opened the page of trending topics he had saved.

"Didn't you see how popular he is right now? His video predicting the stock market went viral yesterday, as long as..."

"Then you definitely can't go!" Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Nansun interrupted him, her tone clearly showing her displeasure.

"Teacher Han has already publicly stated that the stock example was just used in conjunction with current events and was purely coincidental. He will not make any further stock market predictions or analyses."

Besides, he's constantly trending on social media right now, from his viral classroom story to his rescue incident. He's under constant scrutiny from netizens and bombarded with requests every day. Where would he find the time to ask you about stocks?

Seeing his daughter completely lose her temper, Jiang Pengfei immediately calmed down and pretended to be clueless: "There's a new video? I stayed up all night reviewing the market and didn't notice. What did it say?"

"You can see for yourself by looking at the trending topics. I have a major class this morning, so I need to finish eating quickly and get to school."

Jiang Nansun was too lazy to argue with his father any further, so he turned around and walked straight into the restaurant after speaking.

At this moment, Grandma Jiang also slowly descended the stairs, holding onto the handrail. Seeing her son so early in the morning, glued to his phone, she frowned.

"You've been staring at your phone non-stop since early this morning, come and have breakfast first."

The Jiang family's breakfast is very lavish, with both Chinese and Western dishes, and the menu changes every week without repeating.

However, at this moment, Jiang Pengfei's mind was filled with the ups and downs of the stock market, and even the best food couldn't whet his appetite.

But he dared not disobey his mother, so he could only sigh silently, and then, the moment he closed the trading software, he went to get his thermos.

Dai Yin, standing to the side, secretly rolled her eyes, thinking to herself: If he keeps squandering like this, the Jiang family's fortune will be gone sooner or later.

I need to hurry up and save more money for Nansun to protect herself, otherwise, with the old lady's high standards of living, life will only become more difficult in the future.

"Pengfei, stop dawdling," Grandma Jiang said softly, her tone full of her usual doting and indulgent affection. "Come and eat first. We can think about the stocks after we finish eating."

Jiang Pengfei waved his hand: "Mom, you eat first. I'll take the water glass and think about how to make money and recoup my investment."

Jiang Nansun chuckled to himself. If his father could make money from stocks, the family wouldn't have had to sell antiques one after another to cover the losses.

So she pouted, turned her head and whispered in her mother Din's ear:

"Mom, why don't you try to persuade Dad to stop being so obsessed with stock trading? Otherwise, our family will have no hope."

"How could I possibly persuade her?" Dai Yin shook her head helplessly, and continued in a lower voice:

"I tried everything to reason with him, but the old lady always spoiled and indulged him, so my words were useless."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Nansun fell silent and sighed. The mother and daughter exchanged a glance, feeling utterly powerless.

Jiang Pengfei had already made up his mind. Since it was inconvenient to disturb him in the morning, he would go in the evening. In any case, he was determined to treat Han Tao to another meal.

As long as the other party casually reveals a hint of direction, he would be willing to sell all his trapped stocks at a loss to buy new shares.

There's no other way. With the overall market in a slump right now, stubbornly holding on will only lead to being deeply trapped and losing everything. Cutting losses in time and seizing new opportunities is his only way to survive right now.

"Dad, Grandma is still waiting for you. Come and eat." Jiang Nansun refrained from speaking and reminded him.

Jiang Pengfei dawdled to the dining table and sat down, then looked at his daughter with a pleading and aggrieved expression:

"Nan Sun, Dad can stay away from Xiao Han, but could you please ask me one more thing?"

Seeing her father's humble and ingratiating expression, Jiang Nansun's heart softened a little, and she drew a clear line in advance:

"Blind dates won't work, asking Teacher Han for stock tips won't work either, but everything else is negotiable."

"No, no!" Jiang Pengfei waved his hands repeatedly. "You don't need to ask about stocks. You ran into him at school today, so please formally invite him over for dinner sometime."

Jiang Nansun frowned instantly: "What's the difference in essence? It's just that I relay the message, and you secretly inquire about it. I've already said..."

"I think this is a good idea." Grandma Jiang, who always strictly adhered to the rule of not talking while eating, surprisingly interrupted her, her eyes filled with satisfaction.

"Xiao Han is a steady and reliable kid, with outstanding character and abilities. I have high hopes for him. It's a bit lonely cooking for one person, so it would be nice to invite him over to liven things up."

After saying that, she turned to Aunt Jia, the nanny who was serving soup, and instructed her, "Aunt Jia, remember to add a few dishes tonight."

Ten dishes are usually enough for a family meal, but when you invite guests, you need to prepare at least sixteen dishes to make it look proper; otherwise, it's better not to invite anyone at all.

Just like last time, Pengfei decided to invite people to stay for dinner at the last minute, so the dishes prepared for the guests were not quite up to par. This time, he couldn't be impolite.

In Grandma Jiang's heart, Han Tao was already the most suitable candidate for her grandson-in-law.

Being single with no family ties, the job of a university teacher is respectable. Moreover, she is young, highly capable, and has established herself on her own merits.

Although the Jiang family has declined in wealth, it still has a solid foundation and real estate worth hundreds of millions. The two can be considered a good match and are well-suited for each other.

"Grandma, why are you getting involved and making things worse?" Jiang Nansun said helplessly as she got up and pushed back her chair. "I'm full, I'm going to school now."

Seeing this, Jiang Pengfei hurriedly stood up and shouted to her back, "Nan Sun, don't forget what I told you!"

I'd like to invite Xiao Han over for dinner tonight. If you're busy today, tomorrow is fine too. Please remember!