Hearing the eager discussions around him, Jiang Han remained expressionless.
At that moment, a tall and thin man wearing black-rimmed glasses approached Zhang Chongan.
"Manager Zhang, can you recommend us a stock?"
"Yes! The stocks you recommended before have never lost any money!" A slightly chubby woman chimed in.
Zhang Chongan thought for a moment. "The market is strong today. Yihe Holdings and Zhengxing Group are both good choices."
He paused and added, "Just don't touch Yongan Industrial."
"Right."
The woman glanced at Jiang Han, sensing he had an unusual relationship with Zhang Chongan. Maybe, just maybe, Jiang Han had inside information.
Curious, she asked, "Little brother, which stock did you buy?"
Jiang Han answered indifferently, "Yongan Industrial."
"What?!"
The room froze.
Who didn't know that Yongan Industrial had hit its lower limit as soon as the market opened?
A man who looked a little lonely spoke up. "Manager Zhang, did you recommend this to him?"
Zhang Chongan gave a helpless smile. "No, that was his own decision."
The man sighed. "I also bought Yongan Industrial… The money was supposed to buy a house for my son, but…"
The woman next to him frowned and grabbed Jiang Han's arm.
"Young man, you can't buy this stock! That big brother already lost thousands of dollars!"
The people around him nodded.
But Jiang Han didn't even flinch.
"You don't need to persuade me. I just like this stock."
Silence.
The slightly fat woman opened her mouth but had nothing to say.
She had been in the stock market for years, yet this was the first time she had heard such a ridiculous statement.
"Sigh, this kid is too young. He'll learn after losing."
"Looking at his clothes, he's probably some rich second-gen. Let's just leave him be."
"Idiots with money."
Facing their mockery, Jiang Han remained calm.
Then—
"Holy sh*t! Yongan Industrial… it's rising!"
A voice shouted, and all heads turned toward the big screen!
They saw Yongan Industrial's stock price:
+1.05%…
+3.28%…
+4.5%…
+5.7%…
The room fell into a stunned silence.
Zhang Chongan rubbed his eyes. Was he seeing things?
The investors nearby were shocked.
"What's going on?! How is Yongan's stock rebounding?!"
"Am I hallucinating? It was collapsing just a few days ago!"
"Damn it! Someone must be manipulating the stock! This is insane!"
"Wait… Maybe the company resolved its financial issue?"
A bespectacled young man looked at a bald, middle-aged man.
"Old Chen, you looked pretty happy when you sold earlier. Why aren't you smiling now?"
"F*ck off!" Old Chen's face turned red. "I sold 5,000 shares! My loss is huge!"
Meanwhile, Zhang Chongan stared at Jiang Han in disbelief.
This kid… was right?!
The slightly fat woman also turned to Jiang Han.
"Young man… I didn't expect Yongan Industrial to rebound!"
"Congratulations, congratulations!"
"I must admit, your stock judgment is amazing for someone so young!"
Jiang Han remained calm despite the praise.
Looking at Yongan Industrial's K-line chart, Zhang Chongan muttered:
"The start is good… but can it hold?"
Jiang Han, however, wasn't worried.
After all, this was completely expected.
Stocks that had fallen for five straight days wouldn't instantly shoot up. Investors needed buffer time to process what was happening.
But then—
One hour later…
Yongan Industrial surged again!
+6.32%…
+7.8%…
+8.25%…
+9.1%…
+10%!
Daily limit hit!
Jiang Han smiled.
His 5 million principal, multiplied by 5x leverage, had just doubled.
In just a few hours, his balance had grown to 10 million yuan!
"F*ck! Yongan Industrial went from the lower limit to the upper limit?!"
"I should've bought it earlier!"
No one had expected Yongan Industrial—the day's most hated stock—to become the biggest dark horse!
Zhang Chongan stared at the screen, speechless.
"Holy sh*t… this kid's luck is unreal."
He had worked in the stock market for years. He had seen plenty of traders buy low and sell high.
But very few had made 5 million in a single day.
He turned to look at Jiang Han, feeling like he was seeing him for the first time.
And deep inside, he couldn't help but feel…
Depressed.
Even if he worked his entire life, he might never make as much money as Jiang Han just did in one afternoon.