Traveling through the heavens starting from the golden years

The second time, the pointer of the carousel stopped at "'Bojin Securities' shareholder card, balance of five million."

This made Zhang Anren's anxious mood much better.

After receiving these two items in succession, his attention was once again focused on the turntable.

The golden turntable, like an obedient puppy, steadily stopped the pointer on the invitation to the "Wealth Forum"!

The system disappeared, and in Zhang Anren's pocket, there was a large account card, a cash card, and the invitation he needed most at this time.

Arriving downstairs at Jinsheng Building in Shanghai, Zhang Anren got out of the taxi and went to a clothing store to buy a set of Boss men's clothing.

Then, he took the invitation and boarded the elevator and arrived at the hotel conference hall on the 58th floor.

All he could see were well-known figures in the financial world. Zhang Anren followed these people into the venue.

Because the invitations were of different levels, as a VIP, he was arranged to sit in the front row.

After the host announced the start of the meeting, Zhang Anren patiently listened to the speaker on the stage.

With a systematic reminder, he must know: this year is destined to be an extraordinary year for the stock market.

Heaven or hell, everything will come out in a few months.

It was either ecstasy or devastation for everyone involved.

The saying "one win, two draws and seven losses" in the stock market seems to be an iron rule.

If there's anything wrong with it, it's the "one" at the top, which could be lowered a bit more.

Zhang Anren would not dare or be unwilling to join the stock market if he had not been assisted by the system. Because the human mentality is really difficult to balance and grasp.

As for the inside information, it is still better to obtain better results without careful research on your own.

Moreover, most of these forums are industry analysis, not discussions on individual stocks - that is also prohibited.

Thinking about attending the dinner party hosted by Jiang Nansun's aunt, Zhang Anren was about to leave the venue with an excuse when he heard the host announce: "Now it's the guests' turn to share."

Seeing this handsome young man stand up, the beautiful female host approached and asked tactfully: "What's your name, sir? Do you want to ask a question?"

It was hard to refuse the hospitality, so Zhang Anren had to say: "Forgive me, my surname is Zhang. I benefited a lot from listening to the speeches of the elders. As for asking questions,"

Smiling, he moved his gaze from the female host's face to the podium: "I just want to ask, considering this year's market, how much money do you need to earn to be considered too much?"

The people on the rostrum, as well as the people in the audience, burst into laughter at his lighthearted and interesting question.

"What kind of bicycle do you want?!" the female host said with a smile, and then asked, "So, Mr. Zhang, what do you think?"

"Embrace wealth and be wary of risks." Zhang Anren said calmly, "It depends on personal circumstances."

"Well, you are very sensible." The female host praised her and then extended an invitation, "You will be a special guest and take photos with all the elders attending the meeting!"

Zhang Anren calmly took photos with several celebrities and saved them on his mobile phone.

"I wish everyone good luck!" After saying that, he bowed his hands to everyone present, and then walked out.

In Dai Qian's small building, Jiang Pengfei was holding his mobile phone and watching clips from the Fortune Forum online.

He couldn't tell if he had seen it with his own eyes. He would exclaim in surprise from time to time: "Oh, look, look! Xiao Zhang has also shown his face! Oh, he's quite handsome! Look, look, that female host's face I can’t leave my eyes without him!”

His father praised Zhang Anren with a gossipy look. Although Jiang Nansun felt that he was very powerful, he was still happy.

"You, you really want to make money, but you can't make any money." She said teasingly.

Jiang Pengfei frowned and did not argue with his daughter: "I'm going out for a walk."

He walked out, and Jiang Nansun also walked to the outside platform, and happened to see Wang Yongzheng, an assistant teacher from the same school.

Jiang Nansun is now in graduate school, and Wang Yong is her tutor's assistant.

Wang Yongzheng and Zhang Anren, who have similar identities, do not get along with each other in terms of lifestyle, study and work concepts.

So from many aspects, Jiang Nansun didn't have a good impression of this person who lived a free and unruly life, and even more disgusted with him.

Wang Yongzheng considered himself to be bold and bold by nature, but when faced with Jiang Nansun's indifference towards him, he still responded with a condescending attitude.

"Why did you come here?" she said with confusion and disdain.

"Oh, my mother and your aunt are good friends. So I came over to help see how to renovate this house." Wang Yongzheng said nonchalantly.

Judging from his personal life, he does live a chic life - he is never short of friends, especially women. But he won't let any woman stay by his side for a long time.

Therefore, from an emotional point of view, there is nothing wrong with Jiang Nansun's disdain for him.

Regardless of men or women, who would want to find a lover who can flirt with others at any time? !

What's more, in order to let her boyfriend Zhang Anren "show his face", Jiang Nansun now just wants to drive away Wang Yongzheng, who also teaches architecture, as soon as possible.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Nansun's aunt Dai Qian came up from downstairs.

Quickly running back into the house, Jiang Nansun angrily locked the door of the platform: "Don't let Wang Yongzheng come in!"

"Why is this?" Dai Qian asked in surprise.

"My boyfriend Zhang Anren has already made the design drawings, but it's a pity that I didn't meet you. However, my dad asked him to come over later, and he will come up with the best plan for you then." Jiang Nansun explained, " I’m afraid that you will be distracted by Wang Yongzheng’s nonsense.”

Dai Qian, who was also engaged in building repair work in Europe, just smiled indifferently at her words.

While the two were talking, Wang Yongzheng found the unlocked side door and walked into the house calmly.

Jiang Nansun secretly praised: He is so thick-skinned.

Wang Yongzheng looked at her sharp eyes, just shrugged, and said to Dai Qian: "This place has three bedrooms and one living room. Do you have any expectations?"

Dai Qian looked at her vigilant niece beside her, and then said to him: "Zhang Anren originally had a plan, but he took it away. Let's talk about it together when we have dinner in the evening."

"Okay." Wang Yongzheng took the words naturally.

"Are you going too?" Jiang Nansun's eyes widened and he almost praised him for being "shameless".

"Nansun, Wang Yongzheng and I are also friends." Dai Qian reminded.

The message alert on the phone sounded. After Jiang Nansun lowered his head to look at it, he immediately said happily: "Auntie, it's An Ren who's back!"

Sure enough, not long after, Zhang Anren, neatly dressed, walked up from downstairs.

Wearing a smart suit and holding a briefcase in his hand, he stood in front of several people.

Jiang Nansun immediately showed his face to him, winked, and gave him a thumbs up.

"Oh, oh, oh." Wang Yongzheng exclaimed with a teasing tone, then clapped his hands several times, "Teacher Zhang is so handsome! Are you dressed so seriously?"

"Yes. I was originally going to attend a forum, and now I have to meet an important lady. Of course, I have to show enough respect." After Zhang Anren finished speaking, he nodded to Dai Qian, "Hello, auntie."

"Huh? How could you confirm right away that I am Nan Sun's aunt?" Dai Qian was attracted to this sunny and handsome young man, and at the same time she was even more curious.