Returning to his senior year of high school, he went all in and made billions by buying at the botto

This happened in less than half a month after his rebirth, and it's only 2014!

Chen Mo lit a cigarette, letting the pale blue smoke swirl around the screen.

Then, he opened the Silent Scythe's backend private message box, which had long been overflowing with messages.

Amidst a flood of messages from retail investors worshipping and asking for code, he skillfully sifted out those professional IDs with institutional suffixes.

Among them are several large-scale private equity firms in Shanghai and Shenzhen, and even peripheral seats of well-known speculative capital teams from the Jiangsu and Zhejiang regions.

Chen Mo didn't offer any lengthy explanation, nor did he show any respect for large institutions; he simply copied and pasted an extremely arrogant reply:

"Profit sharing is out of the question. If you're interested in my trading logic and channels, come to Jumingxuan Teahouse on South Street in Jiaoxian County at 2 PM this weekend. I won't wait for you if you're late."

After sending the group message, Chen Mo immediately shut down his computer.

In this world where capital reigns supreme, the more aloof and mysterious you are, the more those financial giants who smell blood will pounce on you like hungry wolves.

Ask him to visit a big city? Sorry, he's the one holding the sickle now. If you want to cooperate, you have to come to this backward little county and be at his mercy.

……

In the afternoon, Chen Mo rode his electric scooter to a dilapidated area of ​​bungalows at the east end of the village.

This is Wei Shan's home.

As soon as I stepped into the courtyard, I smelled a faint aroma of Chinese medicine. However, compared to a few days ago, the courtyard was less dilapidated and more tidy and lively.

"Brother Mo!" Wei Shan, who was chopping wood in the yard, saw Chen Mo, immediately threw down his axe, wiped his hands haphazardly on his apron, and came over to greet him.

Chen Mo entered the small room. In the corner, a white smart camera, installed just yesterday, was flashing faintly.

Beside the bed, Aunt Wang, the caregiver Chen Mo had hired at a high salary, was feeding Wei Shan's mother warm water.

"Auntie, how are you feeling today?" Chen Mo stepped forward, his voice gentle.

"Xiao Mo's here..." Wei Shan's mother's weathered face was filled with tears of gratitude. She struggled to sit up, grabbing Chen Mo's hand tightly. "I've heard everything from Shanzi. You not only found him a proper way out, but you also spent so much money hiring a caregiver and buying medicine for me... Even if I were to be a cow or a horse in my next life, I could never repay the kindness of the Chen family!"

"Auntie, you're too kind. Shanzi and I are brothers who've been through thick and thin together. This is just what I should do." Chen Mo held the old woman's hand and comforted her. "Just focus on getting better. Shanzi will be watching you every day from the army through that camera. You have to get well soon, because you want to hold your grandson someday."

After a tender moment, Chen Mo called Wei Shan into the courtyard.

"Have you reported to the armed forces department yet?"

"Yes! I've already had a physical exam. The leaders of the Armed Forces Department saw my physique and immediately stamped my application. I'm definitely going to be assigned to a front-line field unit!" Wei Shan patted his chest, his eyes full of anticipation for the future.

"Come on." Chen Mo patted his shoulder. "Before you join the army, I'll take you to get some new clothes."

Half an hour later, at the county's most upscale department store, a foreign brand menswear store.

When Chen Mo came out of the fitting room, even the experienced saleswoman blushed.

A tailored, high-end custom-made dark gray suit perfectly accentuated Chen Mo's height of over 1.8 meters, broad shoulders, and narrow waist.

Without a tie, his white shirt collar was slightly open, and combined with his gaze, a strong sense of oppression emanated from him.

If you didn't see the ID card, no one would be able to tell that the person in front of you is just a senior high school student.

"Wrap it up, I'll just wear it." After swiping his card, Chen Mo turned around and looked at Wei Shan, who was still struggling with his suit, and couldn't help but laugh.

Wei Shan's towering physique, nearly two meters tall and muscular all over, stretched the largest suit in the store to the point of looking like a tight-fitting garment. With just a slight raise of his arm, it seemed as if the seams on the back might burst open at any moment.

"Brother Mo, this thing is too suffocating, I'd rather wear a T-shirt..." Wei Shan's face turned red, looking like a black bear that had been tied up.

"Suits don't suit you." Chen Mo snapped his fingers and pointed to a solid black, heavily embellished trench coat in the shop window. "Go try that one."

When Wei Shan walked out wearing a long black trench coat that reached past his knees, paired with a pair of heavy tactical Martin boots, the air in the entire store seemed to freeze.

His massive physique was perfectly sculpted by the drape of the trench coat, which accentuated his ruggedness, transforming him into a menacing and imposing figure!

"This is it."

Chen Mo nodded in satisfaction.

The two men walked out of the men's clothing store looking refreshed and were about to go downstairs when they bumped into two familiar figures outside the coffee lounge on the second floor of the mall.

Su Qingyan.

And a woman whose clothes were very exquisite and whose features bore a seven-tenths resemblance to Su Qingyan.

It was clearly Su Qingyan's mother, Chen Liqin.

Su Qingyan was holding a cup of milk tea, listening to her mother talking with her head down. When she looked up, she froze on the spot.

"Chen...Chen Mo?"

She rubbed her eyes in disbelief.

Chen Mo, standing before me, wore a well-tailored dark gray suit. The fabric gleamed subtly under the mall lights, and a delicate obsidian cufflink was faintly visible at the cuff.

He stood tall and straight, his casual pose with one hand in his pocket exuding an indescribable calm and composure, a stark contrast to his classmate from a week ago, who was wearing a school uniform and had his phone confiscated in class.

What alarmed her even more was the giant man standing silently like an iron tower half a step behind Chen Mo.

He had a buzz cut, a resolute face, and a simple black jacket that couldn't hide his bulging muscles and fierce eyes.

Just standing there, it was as if an invisible realm separated us.

"Chen Mo? Is it really you?" Su Qingyan's voice was dry without her even realizing it. She even subconsciously glanced at the mall's dome, wondering if she was hallucinating.

How did someone who was suspended from school end up here? And... become like this?

"Su Qingyan, what a coincidence." Chen Mo smiled slightly, calmly meeting her gaze, then turned to the capable-looking woman beside her and nodded slightly: "Hello, Auntie."

Chen Liqin's gaze swept quickly over Chen Mo.

The suit was custom-made and quite expensive, and the leather shoes were spotless.

How could this be an ordinary high school student? How did my own daughter even know someone like this?

"Yan Yan, aren't you going to introduce her?" Chen Liqin smiled appropriately and spoke gently.

She took a half step forward, seemingly casually, but subtly pulling her daughter closer to her side—a small gesture full of protective intent.

"Mom, this...this is my deskmate, Chen Mo." Su Qingyan introduced him somewhat flusteredly, then looked at Chen Mo, unsure how to introduce the person behind him, "And this is..."

"Wei Shan, my friend," Chen Mo introduced simply, his tone natural.

Upon hearing this, Wei Shan merely nodded very slightly in the direction of Chen Liqin and her daughter, remaining silent.

"Chen Mo, right?" Chen Liqin's smile remained unchanged, but her words were barbed. "Judging from your attire, you don't look like a high school student who should be in school. Yan Yan said you were suspended from school and staying home to reflect on your actions this week, so how come... you've come to the county town?"

As she spoke, her gaze swept over the shopping bags in Chen Mo's hands, which were printed with the logos of several high-end brands.

"I'm just taking care of some personal matters and buying a few things." Chen Mo's attitude was neither humble nor arrogant. "I'll handle the school matters; Auntie, you don't need to worry about it."

"Personal matters?" Chen Liqin raised an eyebrow slightly, her smile fading a bit. "At this age, one should prioritize their studies."

"Mom!" Su Qingyan tugged at her mother's sleeve somewhat awkwardly.

Although she was also shocked by Chen Mo's change, her mother's tone made her somewhat uncomfortable.

Chen Mo didn't seem to mind at all; instead, his smile deepened: "Auntie is right."

Chen Mo knew that Chen Liqin was a leader in the Education Bureau, so she would naturally lecture students like him, which he didn't mind.

Then Chen Mo changed the subject, looking at Su Qingyan, "Su, are you accompanying your aunt shopping?"

"Ah, yes..." Su Qingyan nodded, feeling the atmosphere become somewhat subtly tense.

"Then I won't bother you any longer." Chen Mo ended the small talk at the right time, nodded to Chen Liqin again, and said, "Auntie, Su, goodbye."

After saying that, he led Wei Shan and walked past them calmly.

Chen Liqin stared in the direction where Chen Mo had disappeared, her brows furrowed slightly, and the smile on her face vanished.

"Yan Yan," she turned her gaze to her daughter, her tone becoming serious, "just who is your deskmate? Do you know anything about his family situation?"

Su Qingyan shook her head blankly: "He... he transferred from the town. His parents seem to be ordinary employees at the health center. I don't know anything else. I only started to talk to him after we changed seats."

"An ordinary employee at the town's health center?" Chen Liqin frowned even more. She was a leader in the Education Bureau, and her knowledge and experience far surpassed that of an ordinary high school student.

Recalling the quality of the suit Chen Mo had just worn, her voice deepened: "Yan Yan, your judgment of character is too shallow. That suit he was wearing was at least a high-end, handcrafted piece costing tens of thousands..."

"High-end custom-made items starting at ten thousand?" Su Qingyan's rosy lips parted slightly, her mind going blankly.

She remembered the new phone Chen Mo took out in the classroom and what he was wearing that day. If he was just from an ordinary family, how could he be so extravagant?

It couldn't have been a lottery win, could it?

"Yan Yan, I've seen all sorts of people in the system," Chen Liqin said earnestly, holding her daughter's hand. "Some young people, in order to make quick money, or getting involved in certain shady gray industries, can indeed become rich overnight, but this kind of money is hot potato and extremely dangerous. Your senior year of high school is the most crucial; you absolutely cannot let people of unknown origin influence your mind. From now on at school, apart from necessary academic interactions, try to stay away from him, understand?"

"Mom will talk to your homeroom teacher and ask them to change your seats."

Su Qingyan nodded blankly, but her gaze still involuntarily drifted towards the elevator entrance where Chen Mo had disappeared.

……

Meanwhile, Chen Mo, who had just left the mall, didn't take the little incident to heart.

"Brother Mo, the way that woman looked at you just now, like you were a thief. If you hadn't stopped me, I would have glared at her twice." Wei Shan tugged at the collar of his tight trench coat and said in a muffled voice.

"She's a leader in the county education bureau, Su Qingyan's mother. It's just an occupational hazard, don't worry about her," Chen Mo said casually. "Shanzi, there's a tough battle tomorrow afternoon, you'll be coming with me then."

"Don't worry, Brother Mo! Tomorrow, if anyone dares to disrespect you, I'll teach them a lesson with my fists!"

Chen Mo smiled: "You don't need to lift a finger tomorrow. Just wear this trench coat and stand at the door of the private room. What I want is to make the first move."

The following day, Sunday, at 1:50 PM.

On the second floor of Jumingxuan Teahouse on South Street in the county town, there is a private room.

A black Mercedes-Benz S-Class with a Shanghai license plate and an Alphard minivan with a Shenzhen license plate parked one after the other in front of the somewhat dilapidated county teahouse.

The car door opened, and three or four middle-aged men in suits and carrying expensive briefcases stepped out.

As they surveyed the backward streets of the county town, they spoke in hushed tones, their voices tinged with undisguised superiority and a hint of skepticism.

"Old Li, do you think that Silent Scythe, who's all the rage on the stock forum, is really in this godforsaken little county? Or is it just some scammer's publicity stunt?" A fund manager wearing gold-rimmed glasses frowned.

"Whether he's a fraud or not, just look at his transaction records." The middle-aged man known as Lao Li is a representative of a well-known speculative trading account in Shanghai. His eyes gleam with shrewdness. "His moves always hit the daily limit, with intraday profits as high as 30%. Such skill and audacity are absolutely top-tier in China. If we could bring him into our private equity team, he would be an absolute powerhouse."

With a sense of curiosity, the group went up to the second floor under the guidance of the waiter.

However, as soon as they reached the door of the private room, they suddenly stopped in their tracks.

Outside the private room, a giant man, nearly two meters tall and wearing a black overcoat that reached past his knees, stood there like an iron tower.

Wei Shan crossed his arms, his large, bell-like eyes flashing with a fierce aura as he coldly swept over the so-called financial elites.

In just a moment of eye contact, these investment managers, who usually talked loudly in CBD office buildings, suddenly felt a suffocating sense of oppression, and the hairs on the back of their heads stood on end.

"Gentlemen, the boss is waiting for you inside. Please come in." Wei Shan's voice boomed as he pushed open the carved wooden door of the private room.

Old Li and the others swallowed hard, suppressing their shock, and stepped into the private room.

However, when they saw who was sitting in the main seat of the private room, they were all dumbfounded.

A wisp of white smoke was rising from the purple clay teapot, and a boy who looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a high-end custom-made gray suit, was calmly washing a teacup with wooden tweezers.

The boy had a cool and aloof demeanor, with a profound depth in his eyes that was completely out of character for his age.

"Who...who are you? Where is Senior Scythe?" The man with the gold-rimmed glasses looked around in astonishment, even thinking that this was the son of some big shot who was here to greet guests on behalf of his father.

Chen Mo did not get up, nor did he even lift his eyelids.

He pushed the several cups of washed Pu'er tea to the empty seat opposite him, and then very naturally turned the Apple laptop next to him so that the screen was facing the people at the door.

On the screen, the real-time back-end interface of Haitong Securities' trust sub-account was clearly displayed.

Total assets: RMB 28,548,000.00!

Below is the precise second-level transaction record of Yinzhijie and CITIC Securities!

"hiss--"

A collective gasp of surprise rippled through the private room.

Old Li and the others stared intently at the data on the screen, their pupils dilating.

This is not a photoshopped image; this is the real underlying trading system of a brokerage firm!

Chen Mo leaned back in his armchair, his hands clasped in front of him, his gaze fixed on the capital market elites before him, his voice calm:

"I am the silent scythe. Time is precious, please have a seat. We only have half an hour to discuss cooperation."