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

After Shen Zhennan left, Chen Mo did not return to Jiangcheng overnight.

He stayed one night in Long Lake City.

After taking a shower, Chen Mo originally wanted to look at some net asset value reports of Taichu Capital, but as soon as he opened the documents, his eyelids began to feel heavy.

I've been traveling around these past few days, visiting SpaceX, Nvidia, OpenAI, Douyin, and Shen Zhennan.

One task after another, even with his boundless energy, he began to feel somewhat tired.

After chatting with Zhixia for a few minutes on WeChat, I fell into a deep sleep.

……

The next morning.

At Mingde Experimental Middle School, the morning exercises had just ended, and the campus was filled with students wearing dark blue school uniforms.

The weather was a little warmer than before the New Year, and light green shoots were emerging from the branches. Chen Mo's car was parked outside the school gate.

He didn't let Zhou Zheng drive the car in; he walked into the campus alone.

This time, the gatekeeper didn't stop them. In fact, he stood up and politely asked, "Are you looking for Chu Yinuo or Chu Yiran?"

Chen Mo nodded.

"They are in Class 3 of the second year of high school."

The gatekeeper immediately gave directions.

Their attitude was completely different from last time.

Chen Mo glanced at him but didn't say anything.

The school has indeed changed a lot recently.

More teachers are now patrolling the school building corridors.

A notice titled "Special Campaign to Combat School Bullying" was posted on the bulletin board.

The duty roster next to the playground has also been changed.

At the entrance of Class 3, Grade 11.

Chu Yiran was leaning on the railing talking to her deskmate.

She has sharp eyes and spotted Chen Mo across half the corridor.

"Brother Chen Mo!"

Before her deskmate could react, the little girl had already dashed off like a gust of wind, her long legs carrying her joyfully.

Chu Yinuo was sitting in the classroom organizing her notes when she heard "Brother Chen Mo," and her pen paused slightly.

The next second, she also looked up.

When they saw Chen Mo standing at the end of the corridor, their eyes lit up instantly.

Although she didn't run over like her sister, her steps were just as hurried.

"Brother Chen Mo, what brings you here?"

Chu Yiran rushed in front of him, almost pouncing on him.

Remembering that this was a school, I stopped abruptly.

"I've come to see you all."

Chen Mo glanced at her.

"You look good."

"certainly."

Chu Yiran immediately spun around on the spot, displaying her beautiful figure.

"I'm full of energy now."

Chen Mo couldn't help but chuckle, his gaze shifting slightly to Chu Yinuo, who had arrived shortly afterward.

Today, Chu Yinuo wore a high ponytail, and the loose dark blue school uniform she wore accentuated a classical beauty.

Her complexion was much better than the night she was in the hospital.

There are still faint scars on my palms that haven't completely faded.

Chen Mo saw it and frowned slightly.

"Does your hand still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

Chu Yinuo pulled her hands further into her sleeves.

"It's almost done."

Chen Mo reached out, gently pinched her wrist, and pulled her hand out to take a look. The action was very natural.

Chu Yinuo's ears turned red instantly.

On the other side of the corridor, several boys were walking by carrying basketballs.

Seeing this, everyone slowed down.

One of the tall boys stared at Chen Mo's hand, his expression as if he had been stabbed in the chest.

"Who is that?"

"I don't know, maybe it's from outside the school?"

"Chu Yinuo let him hold her hand?"

Another boy next to him was even more distraught.

"Chu Yiran was laughing like that too."

"It's over."

"Neither of the sisters has a chance."

Several people stood there holding basketballs, looking like a row of withered trees.

Chu Yiran heard this, turned around and glared at them.

"What are you looking at?"

The boys immediately pretended nothing had happened and walked away with the ball.

After walking a few steps, one of them muttered to himself, "She yelled at me."

Another person patted him on the shoulder.

"Be content, at least she talked to you."

Chen Mo almost burst out laughing when he heard this.

Chu Yinuo's face turned even redder.

"They're talking nonsense."

"Yes, I know." Chen Mo smiled and let go of her hand.

At this moment, the new homeroom teacher, Shen Qiuyue, walked in from the direction of the office.

Upon seeing Chen Mo, they stopped in their tracks.

"Mr. Chen, you've come in person."

"Teacher Shen."

Chen Mo greeted her.

Shen Qiuyue glanced at the two sisters, her expression gentle.

"They have recovered quite well during this period."

"Ino catches up on her homework and notes very quickly."

"She's still more enthusiastic about attending classes than before."

Chu Yiran immediately muttered to herself, "I used to be proactive too."

Shen Qiuyue smiled.

"Yeah, I'm most active when I'm whispering to my deskmate."

The little girl's pretty face immediately fell, and she obediently shut her mouth.

Chen Mo looked at Shen Qiuyue.

"Thank you for your help, Teacher Shen."

"Of course."

Shen Qiuyue said earnestly, "The school failed to protect them properly before, and that is our responsibility."

"The class atmosphere has been adjusted now. You can rest assured."

Chen Mo nodded.

He could tell that Shen Qiuyue wasn't just saying that for show; the two sisters seemed much more relaxed now.

Around noon, Chen Mo took the two sisters to a private restaurant with an elegant atmosphere near the school gate and treated them to a nice meal.

Halfway through the meal, Chu Yiran suddenly asked, "Brother Chen Mo, will you still come to see us often in the future?"

Chu Yinuo also stopped picking up food with her chopsticks and looked at Chen Mo with her big eyes.

Meeting two pairs of identical, pitiful eyes, Chen Mo felt a pang of tenderness and smiled, "I'll definitely come whenever I have time."

"How long is considered 'time'?"

"Are you scheduling me for different work hours?"

"May I?"

"Can't."

Chu Yiran pouted, looking aggrieved.

Chu Yinuo, being very sensible, kicked her younger sister under the table and whispered to Chen Mo, "If you're busy, you don't need to come."

Chen Mo looked at her: "Yinuo is still the most sensible one."

Chu Yinuo raised her head, and a light flickered in her gentle eyes.

"Um."

She responded very quietly.

Chu Yiran looked at her sister, then at Chen Mo.

Suddenly, the sweet and sour pork in my mouth didn't taste so sweet anymore.

……

At 2 p.m., Chen Mo drove away from Mingde Middle School amidst the two people's reluctant gazes.

The car had just left the provincial capital when my phone rang.

Caller: Mr. Xu from Zexi.

Chen Mo answered the call.

"Mr. Xu."

On the other end of the phone, Mr. Xu's voice was unusually excited.

"Mr. Chen, the net asset value of Taichu No. 1 has already exceeded 1.7."

"Um."

"Your reaction is far too lukewarm."

Mr. Xu couldn't help but laugh.

"How long has it been? Net worth is 1.7."

"Things have gone completely mad outside."

"Many big shots have contacted me through various connections, wanting to subscribe to Taichu No. 1."

"I can barely hold it in anymore."

Chen Mo leaned back in the back seat, his expression calm.

"Primordial One is not open to the public."

"I know."

Mr. Xu said, "But the problem now is that not everyone just wants to subscribe to No. 1."

"They want you to launch Primordial II."

Chen Mo did not speak.

Mr. Xu continued, "This time it's not just ordinary private funds."

"Someone at Huijin has inquired about it. Someone at the social security fund has also tried to use connections to ask if they could get a portion of the quota."

The car fell silent.

Zhou Zheng glanced at Chen Mo in the rearview mirror.

Chen Mo's eyes finally twitched slightly.

Huijin and social security.

This portion is probably a bit too heavy.

"What does Mr. Xu mean?" Chen Mo asked.

"What do I mean?"

On the other end of the phone, Mr. Xu chuckled.

"From the perspective of returns and reputation, of course it should be launched. The market sentiment is extremely hot right now, and the net asset value of Taichu No. 1 is there for all to see."

"As long as you nod your head, raising billions for Primordial II is no problem. Maybe even more."

He paused.

"But I also want to remind you that some money isn't so easy to get."

Chen Mo is indeed in a dilemma. He suspects that the news of his launch of Creation No. 1 has already reached the domestic high-level authorities. It doesn't make sense for you to bring others on board while leaving your own people anxious.

It seems that Mr. Xu is testing his attitude on behalf of some people.

After considering it, Chen Mo said, "Tai Chu No. 2 is worth considering, but its scale, funding characteristics, lock-up period, and risk control methods need to be redesigned."

Mr. Xu's voice became more serious.

"Are you willing to open it?"

Chen Mo said, "Tell them I'll consider it."

"it is good."

Mr. Xu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then I'll wait for your good news."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Mo didn't put it down immediately. He pondered whether he should find time to visit the Lu family and find out their attitude.