Chapter 310 is over! The Empress has come knocking!
Chapter 310 is over! The Empress has come knocking!
Jiang Wanyi's voice carried a perfectly timed hint of disappointment, then brightened up again: "Oh~ okay then! But... I'll be waiting for you at the new house tonight, Brother Ye Fan~"
The way he called out "brother" was so poignant that Ye Fan felt his ears burning.
He cleared his throat, suppressing the anger that had been stirred up: "Okay, I got it. I'll hang up now."
After saying that, he quickly ended the call.
Miao Zi, sitting opposite Ye Fan, ate her meal quietly, but her beautiful eyes were filled with curiosity as she stared at him intently.
Ye Fan felt a little embarrassed by her gaze and explained, "Ahem... she's a little girl, her family is having some difficulties, I'm just helping her out."
Miao Zi lowered her eyes, gave a very polite "hmm," and continued eating.
She has a very proper understanding of her position.
At work, she is Ye Fan's indispensable personal secretary, efficient and professional.
In private, she was one of his women, someone who knew how to maintain boundaries, never interfering or asking too many questions.
But the way that "brother" on the phone was so sweet it could melt your bones, and the blatant use of "Balenciaga," made her really curious. This "little sister" must be quite cunning.
Ye Fan also sensed that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, so he quickly changed the subject: "By the way, could you arrange for the new driver, Mr. Li, to drive me around later, and take... well, one of the twin assistants with him, to run some errands for me?"
Miao Zi understood immediately; this was definitely arranged for the "little sister" from earlier: "Okay, boss, what are the specific instructions?"
Ye Fan said succinctly, "Go to this address." He forwarded the location sent by Jiang Wanyi to Miao Zi, "Help a Miss Jiang rent the apartment she likes. Once the formalities are completed, the rent will be paid annually."
He paused, then added, "Then... I went to the mall and bought her twenty pairs of Balenciaga stockings."
Miao Zi: "..."
Despite repeatedly telling herself not to interfere in her boss's private life, she couldn't help but twitch her lips slightly when she heard the specific number of "twenty pairs of Balenciaga."
She suppressed the urge to complain and nodded with a professional expression: "Okay, boss, I understand. I'll arrange it immediately after lunch."
The two finished their lunch.
Ye Fan went back to his office on the fourth floor to rest.
Miao Zi hurried towards the Human Resources Department to prepare for the onboarding of the driver and assistant.
At the same time, he silently labeled the Miss Jiang, whom he had never met, as a level 10 fishing expert.
She shook her head slightly, a helpless yet amused smile on her lips, and began to arrange the afternoon's "special mission"—delivering a room and stockings.
......
An hour later, at the entrance of No. 2 Qingdao Road residential area, the sun was shining brightly.
Jiang Wanyi waited anxiously.
The distinctive black Maybach S400 came to a smooth stop in front of her.
However, when the car door opened, a young woman dressed in a smart business suit and with a cool and aloof demeanor stepped out of the passenger seat.
Jiang Wanyi's smile froze instantly, her heart skipped a beat, and alarm bells rang in her mind: Oh no! The official girlfriend has come knocking! Ye Fan's official girlfriend? And she's acting like she's here to interrogate me...
She instinctively wanted to turn and run, and even moved her feet slightly!
But her strong social instincts froze her in place, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace.
The woman with a cool and aloof demeanor walked up to her, her face expressionless. She simply handed over a beautifully crafted shopping bag bearing the prominent Balenciaga logo, her voice calm and even: "Ms. Jiang Wanyi, hello. This is something my boss instructed me to give you."
She paused, then added, "I will handle the leasing procedures for the apartment you selected. Please take me to see the apartment and sign the relevant documents."
Jiang Wanyi was stunned for two seconds before she realized—this was Ye Fan's assistant!
The embarrassment and shock she felt were instantly replaced by immense joy and a slight sense of awkwardness at having almost made a fool of herself.
She quickly took the heavy shopping bag, which clearly contained twenty pairs of Balenciaga shoes, and thanked her repeatedly, "Oh! Okay, okay, okay! Thank you so much! The house is right inside, I'll take you there!"
As she led the way, she couldn't help but steal a glance at her elegant female assistant beside her, and then looked down at the expensive shopping bag in her hand. She was even more directly shocked by Ye Fan's "strength" and "efficiency": Even his assistant is so professional and stylish. Brother Ye Fan, who exactly are you?
......
One o'clock in the afternoon.
The opening bell of the stock market was like a battle horn, instantly igniting the tense atmosphere in the fourth-floor trading room.
Ye Fan sat in his office, still focusing his attention on the intraday charts and betting odds of Maozi and Yinlongyu.
Shen Jun and Yang Bin continued their fight.
The midday position building was just the prelude; the real battle for control would begin in the afternoon! Market confidence seemed to be recovering, with selling pressure on both stocks decreasing significantly and buying pressure increasing, leading to a subtle upward trend in stock prices.
The entire financial market is witnessing a series of battles and conquests.
Some people fought bravely on the battlefield, while others met their demise.
"Brother Bin! The sell orders at the first level are decreasing! There's capital rushing in!" Shen Jun stared intently at the changes in the order book, speaking rapidly.
"I saw it! Don't panic! Continue eating according to plan! Break it into smaller orders and take it separately!" Yang Bin's eyes were focused, his fingers flew across the keyboard, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
On the trading screen, an invisible tug-of-war between bulls and bears is raging.
Ye Fan's funds and that mysterious opposing institution were like two lurking crocodiles, frantically vying for limited low-priced chips beneath the seemingly calm surface.
Every large transaction is accompanied by a slight fluctuation in the stock price.
Retail investors began to follow the trend sporadically, further complicating the market situation.
As time ticked by, the pressure on Shen Jun and Yang Bin grew.
Ensuring the completion of position building while minimizing cost increases requires intense mental focus, as if dancing on the edge of a cliff.
"Only 500 million left! The stock price is about to collapse!" Shen Jun said anxiously, looking at the remaining funds in his account and the rapidly rising sell order price.
"Never mind! All in! Buy at market price!" Yang Bin made a decisive decision, a resolute glint in his eyes!
As the two players' final, massive bets crashed into the market like a fuse, the already restless bullish forces were instantly ignited!
The opposing institution, which had been lying in wait, seemed to have received the signal and stopped hiding its intentions, unleashing a torrent of large buy orders! Retail investors, following suit, rushed in like sharks smelling blood!
In an instant!
Maozi Liquor's stock price surged like a runaway horse, with the intraday chart suddenly plunging into a near-vertical, steep line!
Buying orders surged, instantly swallowing up the selling orders!
Yinlongyu Grain and Oil followed suit, also experiencing a meteoric rise!
Large orders kept pouring in, driving prices up!
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