Su Xiaong is completely clueless about the stock market, let alone the issues of stock volatility and price limits.
Chen Lan truly spent the whole night explaining these intricacies to Su Xiaong, yet she only understood half of it.
The sky went dark and then light again.
It’s definitely not good news that stocks are plumting, and those who are genuinely worried are clearly the major shareholders.
Su Xiaong just hung up on a call from overseas, it was with Yang Rui.
She roughly sought his opinion.
However, she didn’t receive a good solution.
Luckily, Yang Rui provided his insight, stating that public opinion can sowhat affect both the company’s image and stock, but it’s certainly not the main cause of the stock slump.
It’s very likely that there’s a trader maliciously acquiring Yin Family stocks.
Just like when Yin Shixiu brought a whole team of traders, using public opinion, to directly make Shengde Group stocks drop to an irrevocable state.
This analysis truly left Su Xiaong anxious.
Secretary Luo’s internal line called in,
"Mr. Shan Minglang is here."
"Oh, let him co in."
Su Xiaong hadn’t been ho these days, yesterday, Shan Minglang visited Xiaong’s ho.
Shuangshuang was having a tiff with Su’s mother.
Su’s mother made so snacks and cooked soup, wanting Ah Su to bring it over to Xiaong, but Shuangshuang insisted on delivering it herself.
As Xiaong was working, naturally Su’s mother wouldn’t allow Shuangshuang to disturb her.
So Shuangshuang got upset, clutching the thermos and refusing to let go, sitting on the floor unmoved, not handing it over to anyone who ca.
Shan Minglang saw this and felt helpless, so he picked Shuangshuang up and repeatedly assured Su’s mother that he wouldn’t let Shuangshuang disturb Xiaong.
Su’s mother had no choice but to relent.
Minglang took Shuangshuang to the Yin Family, and on the way, the little girl shared her thoughts with Minglang,
She fiddled with her fingers, murmuring, as if trying to prove she wasn’t a disobedient child,
"I just want to see if mom is okay..."
"..."
"Mom is very tired, Shuangshuang knows... I’m afraid she isn’t eating..."
As Minglang listened, his heart lted entirely.
How can this little girl be so thoughtful, so understanding! Just like him when he was young!
Shan Minglang hugged the little girl and showered her with kisses.
Later, Shuangshuang truly didn’t fuss, delivered the food to Su Xiaong, and just warned, "Make sure to finish it all!"
Then she left quite effortlessly with Shan Minglang.
But once outside the office, her mouth started to pout increasingly, and ultimately, she couldn’t hold back, buried in Shan Minglang’s arms, she cried.
Shan Minglang was puzzled, she was perfectly fine just now, why did the tears suddenly burst forth?
"Mom has gotten skinny... Boo hoo..."
The comnt tightened Shan Minglang’s heart.
Su Xiaong gains weight easily, but slimming down is also effortless, Minglang still rembers when he first knew Su Xiaong, she was a tad chubby.
Marrying into the Yin Family in these years didn’t fatten her up, but rather, she beca skinnier.
Ever since bad things happened with the little uncle, Su Xiaong hasn’t really eaten properly, skinny is inevitable.
But Minglang never expected Shuangshuang would be so upset and cry because Xiaong got thinner.
A three-year-old girl already starts to feel for her parents...
"Don’t worry, Shuang’er, Brother Minglang will bring mom delicious als every day from now on, definitely won’t let her go hungry! Soon she’ll gain weight."
Shan Minglang coaxed the whole way, and reassured by Brother’s promise, Shuangshuang seed to relax, stopping her crying.
So Shan Minglang indeed took delivering food to Su Xiaong as his responsibility.
Last year in the second half, Minglang took the graduate school entrance exams and received the admission notice from Beijing University’s Master’s program in Chinese.
He still studied what he loved, still preserving his poet’s romantic sensibilities.
Minglang placed two large thermos containers on the side table, glancing at the ti,
"It’s past eleven, Brother Chen, little aunt, let’s have lunch first."
Although Yin Family faced difficulties, Xiaong and Chen Lan were overwheld, hungry, was truly hungry.
Set the problems aside, eating was the real deal.
"You could have had the servant or driver bring it over, don’t you have your own things to do?"
Xiaong said.
Shan Minglang shrugged, "Nope."
Su Xiaong sighed, she truly envied Shan Minglang...
"My priority now is to take good care of grandpa and grandma, then deliver als to little aunt, and occasionally play with Shuangshuang and Huang Huang!"
Chen Lan blinked, fixedly looked at this handso, tall young man, had to say, even with the sa face as Shan Mingxu.
These... personality, temperant, and aura were vastly different.
The person before him... exuded scholarly vibes from head to toe.
A pair of lively amber eyes, as if he’s unaffected by the troubles currently afflicting the Yin Family.
Of course, this is just seemingly.
Shan Minglang naturally knows the little uncle’s company is facing a crisis, and little aunt is doing her utmost to hold the fort.
Minglang is well aware though, not every issue can he help with.
But delivering als to Xiaong is definitely within his capability.
After lunch, Minglang picked up the now empty large thermos containers and left.
eting soone in the company, he greeted them with a bright smile.
"Hello, brother, hello, sister, hello, little sister, hello, uncle..."
His words were truly sweet.
Two n approached, one younger, and one nearing forty.
Shan Minglang saw them and cheerfully called out,
"Hello, big brother!"
Then he brushed past them, the passageway wasn’t wide, and Minglang wasn’t entirely a beanpole, coupled with the two n ahead appearing rather sturdy, made the passage tight.
The younger man didn’t seem to intend to make way, standing right in the middle of the path.
Minglang looked up, eting the charming eyes of a twenty-six-year-old...
Then, sidestepping, he leaned against the wall, proactively making room for the two n ahead.
The forty-year-old naturally continued walking forward, while the slightly younger man paused a bit beside Shan Minglang, then Minglang already stepped toward the elevator.
The younger man stood still, turning back, looking at Shan Minglang’s slender figure, the contours of firm buttocks subtly showing beneath his sweatpants...
His hair fluffy and soft, slightly curly.
The elevator door opened, he stepped in, holding... a thermos?
The elevator door... closed, those amber eyes finally rose, casting a glance through the elevator door gap.
"Such a delicate boy... not bad at all..."
The man nearing forty clearly knew the preference of the person beside him, jesting with a teasing tone,
"Well-proportioned physique, but seems a bit young."
The man spoke while observing the expression of the nearby person, "Holding a thermos, is he a food delivery guy?"
"Nowadays, they hire such handso food delivery guys... tut tut..."
The man muttered, Zeng Xiaocheng finally retrieved his reluctant shifted gaze, a smile forming at the corner of his lips, hands inserted into his pant pockets.
He said cheerfully,
"I think he doesn’t need to deliver food, he’s quite a feast for the eyes himself."
The man beside him caught that aningful smile at Zeng Xiaocheng’s lips and grasped what he would do next.
This food delivery guy’s surna and full na, where he works, delivery tis...
"Hey, what’s the na of that delivery guy? Which restaurant is he delivering for?"
The middle-aged man was still muttering over here, while Zeng Xiaocheng had already reached the secretary office outside the CEO’s room, grabbing a secretary to inquire.
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