OBS Chapter 152 The Stocks Fell! A Huge Drop
Chapter 152 The Stocks Fell! A Huge Drop
"Stocks have plummeted! Plunged!"
Hearing what the other person said, Zheng Ying remained silent for a moment. After instructing her assistant, she quietly left the room.
After disguising himself as an overseas Chinese, he found Deng Xiuzhen.
At this moment, Deng Xiuzhen was sunbathing on a recliner in the courtyard. Her body was curled up, her eyes were slightly squinted, like a lazy cat. The warm winter sun shone on her, reflecting a dappled light.
For a moment, Zheng Ying felt lost: Between herself and her, who was doing better? Who was the winner in life?
"Who are you looking for?" The new tenant in the east room asked when he saw someone come in while he was doing laundry.
"Find her." Zheng Ying said as she walked to Deng Xiuzhen's side and nudged Deng Xiuzhen's shoulder.
Deng Xiuzhen opened her eyes, looked carefully before recognizing him, and quickly got up and said, "Come on, let's go in and have some tea."
Zheng Ying followed her inside, sat down in a chair, and watched as Deng Xiuzhen opened an aluminum box, picked out some tea leaves, put them in a cup, and then poured in boiling water.
After a burst of hot steam, a faint aroma of tea wafted through the air. The tea was of rather low quality, a far cry from the Biluochun and Da Hong Pao she usually drank.
Normally, she would rather drink plain water than drink this.
Moreover, Deng Xiuzhen's tea-brewing process was unhygienic.
She couldn't understand why Deng Xiuzhen lived in such a simple house, drank such poor tea, and wore clothes that she probably bought when she first arrived in Kyoto.
"Did you know the stock price dropped?" Zheng Ying took a sip of tea, finding it bitter and astringent, but still manageable.
"It fell? Which stock fell?" Deng Xiuzhen didn't care much. After all, she didn't buy them herself, so her memory of what she heard wasn't very deep, and it was possible that she would misremember one or two stocks.
“Eighty percent of them have fallen, especially the ones you bought, which have dropped ten percent.” Zheng Ying took another sip of tea, and she felt that the tea didn’t taste so bad anymore.
"They all fell?!" Deng Xiuzhen exclaimed in surprise; she couldn't possibly have misremembered them all!
Even if she misremembered the stocks, she could never have misremembered the two-year stock market bull run!
And I would never forget the date 518. In my past life, whenever I saw those acquaintances who bought stocks, they would definitely mention 518, not just my friends.
On Douyin, on videos, on Weibo, and on websites, people will always recall that glorious moment.
Deng Xiuzhen could guarantee with her life that she remembered correctly.
"You're not kidding, are you?" Deng Xiuzhen really couldn't believe it.
This isn't about losing money.
But this is too frightening. If it's true, what does that mean?
This means the world has changed, and everything in the future may be different from the past!
"It's true, I just saw it myself, it fell down completely." Zheng Ying finished her tea and raised the cup.
Seeing that Deng Xiuzhen hadn't noticed, she refilled her own water bottle.
"Xiuzhen, I bought some beef brisket. Could you help me make a beef brisket hot pot?" Qin Yanlin came in carrying a bag of groceries.
"Your husband?" Zheng Ying asked Deng Xiuzhen, pointing at Qin Yanlin.
"Yes, that's me!" Qin Yanlin answered happily.
“Ex-husband!” Deng Xiuzhen added.
Hehe, Qin Yanlin laughed awkwardly.
"I'm busy today, you can take it home and make it yourself!" Deng Xiuzhen dismissed him.
"No, no, no, I can't cook it myself. You know I don't cook well. You cook it so well, it's even better than a restaurant's!" Qin Yanlin said with a forced smile.
"I'm not giving you any, no matter how good it is!"
"Okay, okay, I won't eat. You always have to eat when your friends come over. I won't eat, you cook for your friends, I'll just smell the aroma..."
"Go back now, take your groceries back with you!"
……
"Where does your ex-husband work?" Zheng Ying asked, feeling inexplicably relaxed as she watched the two bickering.
Qin Yanlin quickly sat down and said, "I rented a shop in Dongguan Village to sell CDs, electronic products and the like."
As he spoke, he secretly glanced at Deng Xiuzhen. Deng Xiuzhen glared at him, and judging from her expression, she probably wanted him to get lost again.
He quickly turned around and said, "Business is good. If you want to buy, I can give you a wholesale price."
Zheng Ying did not speak.
Qin Yanlin turned back to look at Deng Xiuzhen and saw her heading to the kitchen. He stood up quietly, tiptoed over, poured a glass of water, and gulped it down in one go.
He poured himself another glass, held it in his hand, and craned his neck to look into the kitchen.
"Should we go help?"
"Ah!" The sudden sound startled Qin Yanlin, and he almost dropped the cup in his hand.
"What are you yelling about?" Deng Xiuzhen came out to see.
"I, I, I got burned."
"You can't even do the simplest things right!" Deng Xiuzhen said with a look of disgust.
"My ex-husband poured me some water, but he accidentally spilled it," Zheng Ying said, trying to smooth things over.
"Could you change my ex-husband to my brother-in-law?" Qin Yanlin asked in a low voice.
"No, I'm afraid I'll be kicked out!" Zheng Ying said as she stepped into the kitchen.
Qin Yanlin quickly followed and went inside to help.
After finishing his meal, Qin Yanlin left.
Zheng Ying hesitated for a moment before asking, "Why did you two get divorced? I felt he treated you quite well!"
“When we were poor, he was quite good to us. But after he started a company and made some money, he started keeping a mistress, just like everyone else.”
I couldn't stand it, so I divorced him. Then his company went bankrupt, and he followed me here. Deng Xiuzhen felt like she hadn't spoken openly in a long time.
Ever since I made some money, it seems like I have no friends left, and everyone seems to be plotting against me.
Today, Deng Xiuzhen finally felt relieved enough to talk freely.
Are you planning to remarry?
"I won't remarry him. He's only hanging around in front of me now because he's broke. Once he has money, who knows where he'll fly off to again!"
"What if he's really changed this time? What if he genuinely cares about you? Wouldn't you have missed out?"
"What's the point of missing out? I don't think there's anything good about remarrying him."
Besides, the kind of person he is is only fit for a hard life; he'll turn bad as soon as he gets money.
"Why should I let him suffer?" Deng Xiuzhen said, pursing her lips.
Zheng Ying smiled but didn't answer. Instead, she asked, "If it falls further tomorrow, will you continue to hold or sell?"
"What to sell?" Deng Xiuzhen couldn't think of a solution for a moment.
After realizing what was happening, he thought for a moment and said, "Sell! Cut your losses in time."
After returning home, Zheng Ying sat alone in her mansion, lost in thought, and suddenly felt so lonely and pitiful.
After a long, long time, she finally took out her phone and made a call: "There's a guy in Dongguan Village who sells CDs and small electronic products named Qin Yanlin. Secretly arrange resources for him so he can quickly make a lot of money..."
She put down her phone and murmured softly: "If you two are doing well, maybe I can try to have a home."
You guys, please don't let me down!
Deng Xiuzhen was lost in thought. If the stock market crashed, it would mean that her memories of her past life would be useless.
It's also possible that the land I bought, and these houses, won't increase in price, much less skyrocket.