But the other party refused to give up and immediately sent a text message.
“Husband, you’re online! Why aren’t you answering the video call?” accompanied by eight smiley faces, followed by a series of question marks.
Seeing the word “husband,” Fang Qingye felt goosebumps all over his body.
“Damn tranny!”
Fang Qingye cursed inwardly.
This netizen with the QQ screen name “Cosmic Youth Invincible Pretty Girl” was someone Fang Qingye had met in a stock investment group before his rebirth. The name was incredibly narcissistic.
This “Cosmic Youth Invincible Pretty Girl” was very active in the group. Fang Qingye noticed that she didn’t seem like an ordinary stock investor—she knew quite a bit about finance and economics—so he added her as a friend.
During their self-introductions, she claimed to be a third-year student majoring in finance at Renmin University’s School of Finance. However, after chatting for a while, Fang Qingye realized this person was extremely chuunibyou. Aside from discussing professional knowledge, where her head seemed somewhat normal, the rest of the time she was just spouting nonsense.
Later, using the popular QQ version of that era—the Coral Worm Edition, which could display users’ IP addresses—Fang Qingye discovered her IP address was actually from Dongguan!
So he gave her another nickname: Dongguan Girl. Surprisingly, she didn’t seem angered by this, which made Fang Qingye suspect she wasn’t some top student from Renmin University but rather a student from some vocational college in Dongguan.
One night, after some idle chatting, the other party suddenly suggested a video call. Fang Qingye was intrigued.
He also wanted to see whether she was a beauty, a dinosaur, or even a tranny, so he decisively turned on his camera. But he never expected to be tricked!
While he showed his face, the other party only posted a picture of the loli character Chie Nakatani from the manga “Landlord’s Little Girl in Puberty!”
Furious, Fang Qingye turned off the video and cursed, “What kind of ‘Cosmic Invincible Pretty Girl’ are you? You claim to be stunningly beautiful, loved by all, flowers blooming at your sight, and tires bursting when cars see you. But you don’t even dare to show your face! You’re either a freak or a tranny!”
Yet the other party remained unbothered, sending a smiley face and saying, “East Sea Swordsman, you’re so handsome! Let’s have a passionate romance! In the name of the stars, I vow an eternal bond, with the stars as ink and the galaxy as paper. Burn, Pikachu!”
Fang Qingye, of course, sternly refused. But whenever he came online, the other party would incessantly call him “husband” and frequently initiate video calls. Today was no exception.
“Come out now! Be mesmerized by this girl’s dazzling beauty and skills!” The other party seemed angry, followed by three rows of bloody knives and four rows of landmines.
Countless ellipses…
Then came a screen full of crying face emojis, making Fang Qingye’s hair stand on end.
He was thoroughly annoyed and couldn’t help typing a single word: “Piss off!”
Instantly, the other party’s QQ flashed again, and a line of text appeared on the screen: “Husband, I’ve been gazing tirelessly, yet I cannot see you. I’ve been listening intently, yet I cannot hear you. But you’ve finally appeared! Did you miss me?” Immediately after, eight shy emojis followed.
“Miss you, my ass, you damn tranny,” Fang Qingye retorted rudely.
“How many times do I have to tell you? This girl is the Cosmic Invincible Youth Pretty Girl!” The text was quickly followed by a line of tsundere emojis.
“How about we video chat?”
“Video chat, my foot! You don’t even dare to show your face. You’re either a dinosaur or a tranny!” Fang Qingye snapped.
“Husband, it’s not that I don’t want to show my face. I’m worried that if you see my peerless beauty, you’ll become so distracted you can’t eat or sleep, and then come looking for me in Beijing! I think keeping this distance between us is better—if you can’t control yourself, I can maintain the boundaries. This way we can have a longer and more pleasant relationship!”
Sigh.
Fang Qingye let out a heavy sigh.
The other person’s chuunibyou syndrome was acting up again.
He was just about to click the “X” to close QQ when the other person suddenly sent a message.
“Have you finished building the mathematical model?”
Fang Qingye was taken aback and typed back: “What mathematical model?”
“Check the chat history.”
Half-doubting, Fang Qingye scrolled up through the chat records. Amidst a pile of cringey chuunibyou remarks that made him want to curl his toes, he indeed found a conversation where the other person had asked Fang Qingye to create a mathematical model for investment, used to calculate return fluctuations and potential risks in investments, claiming it was for their graduation thesis.
Holy crap
He had actually taken this job!
Fang Qingye was startled by his own past decision. With the pitiful amount of financial mathematics knowledge he’d acquired in university, there was no way he could have completed it!
But why had he accepted it?
Turned out the other party had offered 50,000 RMB!
He must have been desperately broke back then, probably thinking he’d just accept first and figure it out later.
Though with his current skills, if he did some research and put his mind to it, building such a model wasn’t entirely impossible.
But 50,000 was just too little!
“Dongguan Girl, 50,000 won’t cut it. At least 200,000!” Fang Qingye decided to make an outrageous demand.
“Oh my, husband, since when did your appetite become so big? But you’re right—your heart’s desires determine your world’s boundaries! Deal!”
“OK, I’ll message you when it’s done.”
“Alright, husband, do your best! Burn on, Pikachu!”
Fang Qingye quickly closed QQ and went offline.
The world was finally peaceful again.
Fang Qingye picked up his teacup and took a sip, shaking his head involuntarily.
He then remembered that while he’d been busy with Dongguan Girl, he hadn’t checked his friends’ and classmates’ group chats yet.
So he went online invisibly and browsed through several groups.
The university group was relatively active, with a few classmates complaining about their slave-like work experiences. Of course, there were also show-offs, and gossip about how some campus sweethearts who’d sworn eternal love had broken up within a year.
In a few more years though, the university group would likely go silent, eventually becoming a dead group.
The high school and middle school groups were quite active too, mostly locals chatting about local happenings and making plans to hang out.
Song Da Hai was bragging in the group.
But Fang Qingye didn’t interrupt.
Having nothing better to do, he opened a stock trading group he’d previously muted, and discovered Dongguan Girl arguing with a bunch of stock traders—about Longping High-Tech!
This immediately caught Fang Qingye’s interest.
“I’ve said it a million times—Longping High-Tech is definitely going to surge! Believe it or not, I don’t care!”
Someone immediately mocked her: “Who do you think you are? The Big Brother of the Stock Market Xu Xiang or something?”
Fang Qingye certainly knew about Xu Xiang.
The Ningbo Daredevil Corps Chief, who turned 30,000 into 21 billion in 23 years, achieving a cumulative return of 700,000 times. This figure was nothing short of legendary, even in the global investment world.
It is said that at the age of 20, he hand-drew 3,000 stock market charts and spent a year summarizing the Eight Bull Stock Patterns, deciphering the upward trends of strong-performing stocks.
From then on, he pioneered the early era of Limit Up, carving a path through the A-share market with his unique Limit Up strategies and aggressive trading style, achieving unparalleled success.
However, his story ended tragically. In 2015, Xu Xiang was arrested on the Hangzhou Bay Bridge, charged with manipulating the securities market and engaging in insider trading. He was sentenced to five years and six months in prison and fined 11 billion yuan!
Of course, Xu Xiang remains a stock market god in the eyes of many investors, the current hotshot.
Naturally, Dongguan Girl was unconvinced: “Xu Xiang is nothing but trash, relying on capital advantages and multi-account operations to engage in insider trading, collaborating to release information and manipulate stock prices. He’ll end up in jail sooner or later! I, on the other hand, used a Mathematical Model to calculate that the probability of Longping High-Tech rising is 78.8%.”
Her words, of course, drew a wave of ridicule.
“Using a Mathematical Model for stock trading? That’s like hanging a thermos on an airplane—impressively high-level!”
“You must be a student, right? Stop showing off your knowledge. Go play with simulated stock trading instead of embarrassing yourself here!”
“A bunch of idiots, no wonder you’re treated like leeks to be harvested! You deserve it!”
Dongguan Girl’s retort instantly angered many in the group, leading to a flood of vulgar language. Unyielding, she fired back, and the group chat descended into chaos once again.
Fang Qingye naturally didn’t bother reading further. He closed QQ and logged off.
Still, he had gained a new perspective on this Dongguan Girl.
It seemed she genuinely understood some financial mathematics; otherwise, she wouldn’t have mentioned using a Mathematical Model to calculate the probability of Longping High-Tech’s surge.
Of course, it could also be empty boasting.
Also, her language in the group, while somewhat crude, was relatively normal. Could it be that those cringey lines were reserved only for him?