"Is it really one hundred million? Mr. Lin, how do you have so much money?"
As soon as Manager Hu spoke, she immediately realized she had committed a taboo by prying into a client's privacy.
However, it was hard to believe that Lin Yang could invest one hundred million in stocks.
Originally, she thought it was already impressive for Lin Yang to be able to invest ten million in stocks, as very few people his age, apart from those from wealthy families, could come up with that much.
But now, Lin Yang said the money he was preparing to invest in the stock market was one hundred million.
Let alone someone his age, even successful middle-aged individuals might not be able to invest one hundred million in the stock market.
Lin Yang surprised her too much, which was why she accidentally said the wrong thing.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Lin, I shouldn't have tried to inquire about the source of funds. Can you just pretend you didn't hear it?"
Initially, Manager Hu had the demeanor of a strong woman, but unexpectedly, at this moment, she had a hint of a wronged plea for forgiveness.
"It's fine, as long as you manage my investments well and help me make more money."
Lin Yang changed the subject, saying,
"However, these funds won't be available for a week. Is that a problem?"
Hearing that Lin Yang wasn't pursuing the matter, Manager Hu reverted to her strong woman persona and responded,
"There is a problem!"
"What problem?"
"Didn't I just say that the more money you invest, the lower the handling fee rate? We need to change the contract."
Manager Hu got up and went to revise a new contract, which she handed to Lin Yang.
"An investment of one hundred million makes you our company's most distinguished SVIP client. The handling fees are charged at the lowest standard, but the service is the best, enjoying 7x24 hours, and priority queuing anytime..."
Lin Yang listened to Manager Hu's introduction; she said a lot, but simply put, SVIP clients have priority rights in everything they do at their company.
He didn't remember the specifics clearly, but he did remember that the handling fee was the lowest.
Lin Yang glanced at the contract; apart from changes in the handling fee clauses, other aspects remained the same as before.
The fee rate was revised to 1% regardless of profit or loss, which was 0.5% lower than before. This meant that based on a ten million calculation, each transaction could save fifty thousand yuan.
If he made many transactions, saving fifty thousand each time could still save a lot of money.
He signed the contract after confirming there were no issues.
Until then, Zhang Jun was still in shock and hadn't fully recovered.
Zhang Jun searched his memories of Lin Yang; truthfully, he had a deep impression of Lin Yang during their four years of university.
Because Lin Yang had good academic results, but his family was poor, he worked part-time while others were playing.
"Could Lin Yang be a hidden rich second generation?"
"If he really is a rich second generation, then he's hidden it too deeply!"
Zhang Jun muttered softly.
However, based on Lin Yang's past behavior, he didn't seem like a rich second generation at all; what rich second generation would go to work in a small factory after graduation?
Yet, apart from being a rich second generation, there was no other reason to explain why he could invest one hundred million in the stock market.
Otherwise, how could he have so much money just two or three years after graduation?
"If Lin Yang is a rich second generation, why would he hide it?"
"Is it like in short dramas, where parents fear he'll become a prodigal, so they hide his identity and only tell him the truth at a certain age?"
Zhang Jun found that the deeper he delved, the more he couldn't see through Lin Yang.
In university, he thought Lin Yang was poor, but later he took out a loan from the bank with five houses as collateral.
Now, just a few days later, he's investing one hundred million in stocks.
At the same time, he was secretly relieved that when he met Lin Yang at the bank, he had only shown a sense of superiority and hadn't displayed any contempt.
Now he had even helped him find a reliable stock advisor.
With this favor, as long as he continued to butter him up, benefits would surely follow.
"Junior, what are you muttering about?"
Lin Yang and Manager Hu were ready to leave after signing the contract, but Zhang Jun was still standing there in a daze.
Manager Hu called out to him, and he finally snapped back to reality.
"N-nothing, are you ready to go back?"
"No, I'm going to invite Mr. Lin to West Lake Restaurant for dinner. You should come too."
"I won't go. I just received a message that the bank has a temporary task to handle."
West Lake Restaurant is a high-end restaurant in Xing City, with the entire hotel adopting an antique architectural style, vast in scale, like the Forbidden City.
Such a high-end environment naturally comes with high prices, averaging four to five thousand per person including drinks.
Zhang Jun thought that he shouldn't accept a reward without merit, and it wouldn't be good for him to go along, so he declined with an excuse.
"Junior, your bank is closed today. Why are you still being so polite with me?"
Manager Hu smiled slightly:
"You introduced me to such a high-quality client as Lin Yang, so it's only right for me to treat you to dinner."
Zhang Jun smiled; since she put it that way, refusing again would be ungracious.
"Alright, then thank you, senior."
Lin Yang, Manager Hu, and Zhang Jun took the elevator down to the basement parking lot.
The moment the elevator doors opened, a large, rugged off-road vehicle appeared before everyone's eyes.
"Wow, isn't that the looking up u8 that just launched recently? And it's the off-road player edition, costing over 1.6 million on the road."
Manager Hu exclaimed upon seeing the car.
One hundred sixty million for a looking up u8 might be expensive for ordinary people, but compared to other luxury cars, the price isn't actually very high.
Lin Yang smiled, wondering why Manager Hu was so surprised:
"Manager Hu, you're very familiar with cars, but you must have seen many luxury cars given your profession."
Manager Hu nodded:
"I have indeed seen many luxury cars, which is precisely why I'm so shocked to see a looking up u8!"
What she said made Lin Yang even more curious, and he asked, puzzled:
"Oh, how so?"
"Those who can spend one million to buy a domestic car priced over a million are the truly wealthy. They don't care about other attributes conferred by the brand, such as social status; they just buy it because they like it.
How much confidence must one have to disregard the social attributes of a luxury car? So, those who drive this kind of car are the truly rich."
Beside them, Zhang Jun nodded in agreement upon hearing Manager Hu's explanation:
"Exactly, our Lin Yang is the truly rich one."
"Wh-what, you mean this car belongs to Mr. Lin?"
Manager Hu felt a bit like she was showing off her limited knowledge in front of an expert when she thought about her comments on his car just now.
"Beep..."
Lin Yang walked to the car door, touched his phone to the rearview mirror, and the car door automatically unlocked.
He pulled open the car door and got in, then leaned out and called,
"Manager Hu, are you driving yourself or...?"
"I'll ride in your car, I've never ridden in a looking up u8 before!"
Manager Hu heard the call, took a few quick steps to the front passenger seat, pulled open the door, and got in.
Zhang Jun followed her and also got into the car.
Once everyone was in, Lin Yang directly navigated to West Lake Restaurant.
...
At the entrance of West Lake Restaurant.
A man in a suit knelt on one knee, holding a bouquet of red roses, proposing to a long-haired beauty in front of him.
"Chen Qingqing, marry me!"
"Wang Bin, I've told you I don't like you, and I already have a boyfriend!"
Wang Bin grinned, looking as if he had Chen Qingqing completely figured out.
"You say you have a boyfriend, who is he? Call him over. As long as you can call him, I'll believe you have a boyfriend!"
Chen Qingqing's brows furrowed even deeper at his words.
Wang Bin was her university classmate, and he had been pestering her since their last class reunion.
If she couldn't make him give up, she didn't know how long he would keep bothering her.
But she didn't have a boyfriend right now, and Wang Bin basically knew all her male friends. It was too late to find an actor now.
Just as she was in a frantic state, she suddenly saw a familiar figure walking towards them.
"He is my boyfriend!"
