Chapter 7: Aftermath of the Stock

In just three months, Lin Feng would have at least 200,000 yuan in cash, enough to expand his business and open a large-scale internet cafe. He could also start implementing the plan he had been brewing in his mind for a long time.

"Ring~"

"Hello!" Lin Feng's phone had been ringing non-stop for the past two days.

"Hello, Lin Feng, is it true that your father said Yi'an Technology will rise to over 100 yuan?" His aunt's voice was urgent, filled with doubt and hope.

"Um, Aunt, I saw this on a post online. I can't be sure about it," Lin Feng said, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

Ever since his father borrowed money, it seemed that all the relatives knew about the impending surge in Yi'an Technology's stock price. They all called to confirm. Initially, Lin Feng wanted to help his relatives, but he didn't expect his father to tell the relatives, who then told their own relatives, and so on. Within a few days, the news spread throughout the city, and wherever he went, he could hear stock investors talking about Yi'an Technology.

If this situation continued, Lin Feng was not confident that Yi'an Technology would continue to surge. After all, the masterminds behind the scenes wouldn't allow so many people to ride the wave and make a fortune. As major players, they could easily eliminate these free riders at any time.

When these relatives lost money, they would definitely come after him. They wouldn't care who was responsible; they would only care who gave the information and whether it was accurate.

Helpless, to ensure that Yi'an Technology didn't deviate from its historical trajectory, Lin Feng had to claim that everything he said was based on an online post and that he couldn't guarantee anything. However, these relatives seemed to have pinned their hopes on Lin Feng, and they would call him every day to ask.

"Ring~"

"Hello!" Lin Feng picked up the phone again, feeling helpless.

"Hello, Lin Feng, is it true that your father said Yi'an Technology will rise to over 100 yuan?" This time it was his uncle.

"Um, Uncle, I saw this on a post online. I can't be sure about it," Lin Feng repeated, his head aching.

Lin Feng lay on the sofa, his face full of worry.

"Xiao Feng, are you still worried about the calls from your aunt and the others?" Lin Qixiong, seeing his son so exhausted, felt a pang of pain.

"Sigh, it's all my fault for telling your aunt and the others so quickly," Lin Qixiong said, coming over and gently patting Lin Feng's shoulder. "Don't take it too seriously. The stock market is inherently risky. You just provided them with information. If they lose money, it's not your fault. Besides, the stock is doing so well now; they've already made a profit."

"Um..." Lin Feng nodded. In fact, he wasn't worried about whether his relatives would lose money. They had all bought the stock around 32 yuan, and even if Yi'an Technology fell, they would still make a profit. What Lin Feng was truly concerned about was whether Yi'an Technology would continue to rise to 126 yuan as it did before his rebirth. If it didn't reach that historical price, his entire plan would be disrupted.

Damn, maybe he shouldn't have done anything that could change the future. The only difference between him and everyone else in this world was his knowledge of the future. If the future changed, what difference would he have? He would just be another ordinary person!

Putting aside his anxiety for the moment, Lin Feng got up to eat. However, he secretly vowed that he would never again easily reveal any information that could change the future.

Amidst the anxiety, Yi'an Technology finally rose as it did before his rebirth. After a month of crazy growth, the stock price soared from 26 yuan to 55 yuan, creating another miracle in the Chinese stock market.

Lin Feng's internet cafe also expanded from four computers to six during this month, and business remained booming. People still flocked to play games every day.

Lin Feng's success also earned him the admiration of those around him. The community, which originally had only one internet cafe, added three more in just a month, but they were all small, with the largest having only four computers. Despite the increase in internet cafes, all of them were still doing extremely well, with almost no empty seats.

Of course, Lin Feng's gains over the past month were not just in the booming business of his internet cafe. Due to the success of his investment, his parents' attitude towards him had changed significantly. They no longer saw him as an immature child and rarely questioned his management of the internet cafe, leaving it in his hands.

In addition, the crazy rise of Yi'an Technology in the stock market also brought Lin Feng a mix of happiness and烦恼. The relatives who had gotten wind of the news from Lin Qixiong had bought a few shares of Yi'an Technology. Although they later sold them at a small profit due to Lin Feng's vague responses to avoid losses, they later blamed Lin Feng for being selfish and bought back into the market when they saw the favorable trend, chasing after Yi'an Technology.

Lin Feng neither opposed nor endorsed his relatives' actions. As long as the stock price didn't break 120 yuan, they could do as they pleased. He just needed to remind them to sell before the peak.

"Boss, can I settle the bill?"

As soon as one person stood up, someone else immediately took their place, and several others complained about not getting a seat.

"Coming." Lin Feng smiled. The internet cafe business was so booming that anyone who dared to invest could make money.

After settling the bill, Lin Feng lounged in a recliner outside the internet cafe. The weather in late November in Chushi was clear and cool, and lying in the recliner, sipping a refreshing drink, and waiting to collect money was an extremely pleasant experience.

Sigh, why didn't I think of opening an internet cafe before my rebirth? — Lin Feng sighed.

"Xiao Feng~" A thunderous voice jolted Lin Feng awake.

"Huang... Huang Auntie!!!" Lin Feng was startled, jumping up and not knowing where to put his hands, his mind racing with thoughts of why Huang Auntie had come to see him.

"Hehe, sorry, you know your Auntie Huang has a loud voice. Did I scare you?" Huang Auntie said with an unusually gentle expression, but her voice was still not something an ordinary person could handle.

"No... no problem," Lin Feng said cautiously.

"Come, Xiao Feng, this is the fruit your Auntie Huang bought for you. I forgot your birthday last month, so I'm making it up to you now. Don't mind it!" Huang Auntie handed Lin Feng a large plastic bag of fruit.

"No problem." Lin Feng wanted to refuse, but seeing the no-nonsense look on Huang Auntie's face, he instinctively accepted it. However, this belated "birthday gift" left him both amused and exasperated.

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(End of Chapter 7)