System?
Golden finger?
Li Xihai's eyes flew wide open, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.
The hand holding his phone was shaking so badly he could barely keep a grip on it.
Even if you've never eaten pork, haven't you at least seen a pig run?
There are so many system novels on Tomato—system golden fingers are practically standard equipment for protagonists.
He never thought he'd have a day like this.
I actually have a system too?
I've become a protagonist too!
"System!"
"Present."
"How does the stock market foresight work?"
"For a given stock, the foresight will provide all future curve movements, including the highest point, lowest point, opening price, closing price, bearish and bullish factors, on-floor and off-floor information, and so on, assisting the investor in making the most correct and reasonable investment choices."
"Holy crap, that's powerful."
It was basically like having a heavenly eye opened—losing money was impossible.
You could invest with your eyes closed and still make a profit.
"Why is there only one foresight?"
"The investor's capital does not meet the threshold. Within one million, there is only one opportunity per month."
"At one million, within five million, there are three opportunities per month."
"At five million, meeting ten million, there are six opportunities per month."
System: "The more capital, the more predicted stocks the investor can foresee."
Li Xihai thought for a moment, then asked, "Is it possible to reach unlimited foresight?"
"Yes."
System: "Please, investor, work hard to acquire investment capital."
"How much capital?"
"The investor must explore that on their own. The system has nothing to say!"
What a "nothing to say."
Fine, you win.
"What if the predicted stock loses money?"
"Wait for next month."
Li Xihai: "......"
Alright then.
He roughly understood the situation with the Precognition Ability.
You bear your own profits and losses.
If this month doesn't work out, try again next month.
It doesn't matter—I've got plenty of time now anyway.
......
The next day.
Li Xihai was still in a dream when he was woken up by a phone call.
He checked the time—it was almost ten.
Last night he'd been a bit excited and hadn't fallen asleep until very late.
"Brother Li, the client is ready on their end."
"Do you think you could come over now to sign the contract?"
"Sure."
After a quick wash-up, Li Xihai went to the Real Estate Agency and signed the purchase and sale contract.
The client transferred the funds to the agency on the spot.
The agency handled the remaining paperwork.
It would take about a week or so.
......
Time passed quickly.
A week flew by in the blink of an eye.
When the seven hundred ninety thousand in house payment was deposited into his account.
Li Xihai packed up his belongings, handed over the house, and returned to his hometown.
"You're back."
His mother held Li Xihai's hand, while his father loaded the things into the car.
He had told his parents about selling the house long ago.
When his parents learned he was returning to the county, they supported it wholeheartedly.
His parents had originally wanted him to develop his career in the county—after all, they'd lived there their whole lives and were far more familiar with it than any big city.
Li Xihai felt the same way. As long as he returned to his hometown, there was always a warmth and relaxation to it.
Back in his comfort zone, everything was so familiar.
There were friends, classmates, family.
One phone call and he could summon classmates and friends out for drinks and boasting.
His friends could also call him out anytime for barbecue gatherings.
"The house payment has all arrived in the account."
"But for now, I can't give it to you."
Li Xihai drove, with his father in the back seat and his mother in the passenger seat.
Hearing this, Li's Father couldn't help but frown. Li's Mother wanted to say something, paused, then said, "You want to buy a house in the county?"
"No."
Li Xihai shook his head slightly.
"Then what do you want to do?" Li's Father rarely spoke.
The father-son relationship in this Great Nation is the most complicated.
He loves you, cares about you, but won't express it directly—you can only feel it in the subtle details.
It was the same between Li Xihai and Li's Father.
The two of them usually didn't talk much, and contact was sparse. More often than not, it was Li's Mother who chatted with Li Xihai.
Most of the time, whenever Li's Father opened his mouth to ask something, Li Xihai would answer seriously.
"I don't want to hide it from you either."
"I'm planning to invest in the stock market."
Li's Mother immediately grew anxious, while Li's Father frowned.
"Dawa, you need to think this through. Can you make money?" Li's Mother urged, "Since you're back, your dad can find you a job, and I'll ask those aunties to introduce you to a girlfriend, and then you can get married."
Li's Mother seemed to have everything arranged.
When her son was away, she wouldn't interfere too much.
When someone is far away, no matter how much you interfere, it backfires.
Only when they're close can problems be discovered and communicated at the first moment.
"How about this—I won't take the job for now, so I don't waste Dad's favors. The blind date, I'll accept."
"Mom, what do you say?"
Li Xihai was making conditions.
Li's Mother opened her mouth, then shot him a reproachful glare.
His mom worked at the Finance Bureau, enjoying Deputy Section-Level treatment—she was a veteran.
His dad worked at the Administration for Industry and Commerce, at the Deputy Section Chief level.
With family conditions like these, in the local County Town, they were actually quite premium—there was no worry about no one introducing potential partners.
It was just that back then, Li Xihai had been dead set on going out to make his mark, only to look back and realize—
What damn big city.
Home was the root, the place where he was most comfortable.
Trivial matters, family affairs—Li's Mother handled them.
Major decisions—Li's Mother would look to Li's Father.
Li's Father was looking at Li Xihai. "Fine, but every week you have to report on your investment situation."
"If you lose money, you have to listen to reason."
Li Xihai suddenly perked up and said excitedly, "Dad, then give me a bit more, round it up to a million, how about that?"
"You little rascal, give you an inch and you take a mile." Li's Mother laughed.
"That's fine too, but let's set a loss threshold. Once you hit it, you stop, and never touch it again. How's that?"
Li's Father was at least a minor leader—he knew that blocking was worse than channeling.
Since his son wanted to do it, then go along with him and give him a chance to try.
But a string had to be attached.
"Alright, whatever Dad says goes."
After a drive of over an hour, they returned from the city to the county.
Gazing at the road sign along the highway.
Jiangyun County.
He felt a strange, inexplicable emotion welling up.
This was the place where he'd been born and raised.
Your young master is back again.
And I won't leave again.
On the way, they stopped to pick up his little sister, who had just gotten out of school, and brought her home.
His little sister was in her first year of high school at the county's key school. She was eight years younger than Li Xihai, and when she saw him she was so happy she kept calling out "Brother" nonstop.
The family ate a hearty home-cooked dinner, chatting and laughing in complete harmony.
"Are you really just going to let Dawa do as he pleases?"
Li's Mother was still a bit worried, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
"You want him to go get a loan or borrow from an online lender?"
Li's Father's one sentence left Li's Mother speechless, and only then did she understand why Li's Father had agreed.
"Stop thinking about it, go to sleep early. There's a meeting tomorrow."
"I'm just worried."
"Worried about what? The family can still cover for him. We're both not even fifty yet."
Li's Father closed his eyes, preparing to sleep. "Don't delay the matter of finding someone to introduce him to a partner."
"With a girlfriend, maybe his mind won't be so set on this."