I'm back in 1990

Chapter 562: Mediating the Situation

After a technical rebound of nearly three months, the Nasdaq once rose to 4200 points, but the situation began to deteriorate sharply in September.

Because this rebound lacks fundamental support, it is just a flash in the pan.

Since Zhang Yun was dismissed by Huang Xiaochuan, and she took some people with her in order to take over the Xue Group, Huang Xiaochuan naturally couldn't criticize her for anything. After all, employees are free to come and go, and they didn't sell themselves to Changhong Capital. Naturally, they would follow whoever offered the most benefits. Moreover, these people were all recruited by Zhang Yun into Changhong Capital, so it was normal for them to follow her.

However, this also brought a lot of trouble to Zhang Sui, who succeeded her. It took Zhang Sui three months to straighten out the work of Changhong Capital. As a result, Changhong Capital basically did not make any moves for most of September, except on September 26 when it entered the market to short the Nasdaq according to Huang Xiaochuan's instructions.

Now Huang Xiaochuan has to take the lead himself, but he knows his weakness lies in actual trading. Therefore, he decided to take profits when he sees them in Nasdaq futures, and not use high leverage in the second half. He will proceed steadily and not be greedy for high returns. He also asked Zhang Sui to keep an eye on those technology companies and take advantage of the stock market downturn and the shrinking stock prices to buy shares of these technology companies at low prices on the market, and even to acquire some small technology companies outright.

In the future, some of the less important company shares will be sold off. That's how financial speculation works: buy low and sell high.

During the National Day holiday, Huang Xiaochuan went to his office in the Guangda Real Estate Building to oversee operations and handle a large number of documents that had accumulated over the past month.

It was still because he was too busy to be in two places at once. September was the start of the new semester at Huaxia University, so the school work would naturally be quite heavy. Apart from the documents that Mai Guangde brought that Huang Xiaochuan needed to handle urgently, all the other documents were piling up in the office of Guangda Real Estate Building.

His biological clock has been disrupted these past two days. Since the Nasdaq opens at night in China, he can only work at night and has to deal with a large backlog of documents during the day. He can only sleep for four or five hours a day, but fortunately he is young and can still endure it.

10月2日午夜12点，纽约时间10月1日中午12点左右，张穗给黄小川打来了加密电话。

Zhang Suiyi succinctly stated, "Earlier today, several US tech companies issued profit warnings, which led to a new wave of selling. By the time trading closed this morning, the Nasdaq had fallen another 121 points. At this rate, it will likely fall further this afternoon."

Huang Xiaochuan said, "Never mind that. Our leverage ratio isn't high anyway, so even if there are fluctuations of more than ten points, it doesn't matter. But you need to keep an eye on those tech company stocks and buy them in large quantities when they get close to the red line."

"Understood, I will keep an eye on it. By the way, the Sun Microsystems company you mentioned also issued a profit warning this morning. I analyzed their financial report, and the company's situation is really not good."

Upon hearing Zhang Sui mention Sun Corporation, Huang Xiaochuan couldn't help but think of a father and daughter, I think their names were Andy Bertolson and Bella Bertolson. Huang Xiaochuan was very proud of his memory; he could basically remember everything he saw.

"Was there a founder named Andy Bertolson among Sun Microsystems?"

Huang Xiaochuan nodded: "Okay, I understand."

Huang Xiaochuan was busy all night, either answering phone calls or reviewing documents. It was all because of the commotion in the Chinese and American markets. It wasn't until the sun rose above the eastern horizon that Huang Xiaochuan looked up from the pile of documents. It was already the morning of October 3rd. He stretched and stood up, looking at the scenery on both sides of the Huangpu River outside the floor-to-ceiling window while moving his body.

In October, the sky over Shanghai is high and the air is crisp; you can even see the Yangtze River estuary from here.

Unfortunately, I only got to enjoy it for less than three minutes before the phone on the table rang.

Huang Xiaochuan picked it up and saw that it was a call from his parents' landline, so he answered the phone.

Before the phone was even to her ear, Zeng Lijuan, the elderly mother, came through the line, her voice filled with anger: "Your father and I can't live together anymore." Then came a long, incessant rant.

The piercing sound made Huang Xiaochuan instinctively move the phone away from his ear. Only after his mother's voice returned to normal did Huang Xiaochuan put the phone back to his ear.

"Mom, what's wrong?"

The matter is not complicated; it is still about Huang Erhe. Huang Erhe and his family of three are already on the train to Shanghai. As the only family member who has contact with him, his elderly mother, Zeng Lijuan, was naturally notified in advance.

So, taking advantage of the fact that Lao Huang had won a small stroke play tournament with some golf buddies yesterday and was in a good mood, Zeng Lijuan told him about Huang Erhe's family coming to Shanghai and Huang Erhe's plans to leave the military.

So, taking advantage of the fact that Lao Huang had won a small stroke play tournament with some golf buddies yesterday and was in a good mood, Zeng Lijuan told him about Huang Erhe's family coming to Shanghai and Huang Erhe's plans to leave the military.

Unexpectedly, the old man's face, which had been showing off his achievements, immediately turned cold.

"Zeng Lijuan, are you trying to take matters into your own hands and ask for my permission first? Let me tell you, not a chance. Let him take his handpicked wife wherever he wants, but he just can't set foot in the Huang family's house again."

Zeng Lijuan also got angry: "How can you be like this? Can't you forgive him for the sake of your grandson?"

Old Huang declared firmly, "No!"

Then, Old Huang, exasperated, began to complain to Zeng Lijuan: "As the saying goes, a doting mother spoils her son. I think your brain is getting worse and worse! Don't you even consider that your second daughter-in-law is no pushover? I wish I could never see her again, and you? You're actually preparing to welcome her home? I don't even know what to say to you!"

Zeng Lijuan suppressed her anger and continued speaking to Lao Huang, "Young people make mistakes and it's okay to correct them. You can't keep harping on it, can you? Besides, Huang Erhe is your own son! Why do you dislike him so much?"

Old Huang said with a stern face: "Let me put it this way, if he gets divorced and comes back with our grandson, I might be able to forgive him. Zeng Lijuan, you need to understand, we are not his only son. I think you've been living a comfortable life and don't know what's good or bad, right?"

Your second daughter-in-law is a troublemaker. I'm telling you this: if she comes to Shanghai and stays there, just wait and see what she does to our family.

If you want to see those three brothers turn against each other and never speak to each other again, then go ahead and do it!

Zeng Lijuan also loathed Fan Yingrong, but as a mother, no matter how much she disliked her, she couldn't encourage her son to divorce! But what Lao Huang implied was that as long as they didn't divorce, Huang Erhe could forget about ever entering the Huang family again.

Even if the second daughter-in-law has impure thoughts, after coming to Shanghai, how far can she go with all her whims? I just don't believe it.

Thinking of this, Zeng Lijuan argued with Lao Huang, "I think you're just worrying unnecessarily. Even if their whole family comes to Shanghai, the three brothers will still live their own lives. How could it be as serious as you say?"

Old Huang snorted coldly: "Long hair and short brains, that saying is absolutely true for you. Don't you even think about whose good fortune you're enjoying now? If it weren't for your youngest son, would you be living in a house like this? You have three or four maids at home, you have no worries about food and clothing, and you even have trips and health resorts every year?"

If you hadn't been so quick to tell Fan Yingrong about Xiao Chuan's situation, would that family of three have even thought of coming to Shanghai? I don't believe it! If we were still in Qingjiang, still an ordinary working-class family, let me tell you, not only would Huang Zedie's surname not be changed, but you wouldn't be able to see him at will either. I dare say that right here.

So don't go looking for trouble for Xiaochuan. Besides, we're not dead yet! Making the younger son take care of the younger son—is Huang Erhe missing limbs or mentally challenged? How could you even think of that? Let me tell you, once is enough, twice will happen. You're just creating trouble for your younger son. Have you forgotten the principle of gratitude for a small favor and resentment for an excessive one?

Zeng Lijuan admitted that Lao Huang's words made some sense, but Huang Erhe's family was already on their way to Shanghai. Could they really turn them back halfway?

So he discussed it with Lao Huang, saying, "How about this? After they arrive, let them stay outside and don't let them come to the house. Out of sight, out of mind, okay?"

Unfortunately, Lao Huang disagreed: "There's no room for discussion. Just tell them to go back to where they came from."

Zeng Lijuan finally snapped. She questioned Lao Huang, "You say a little kindness is appreciated, but too much kindness breeds resentment, right? Then why didn't you object to your youngest son helping your eldest son's wife get a job transfer? Why didn't you object to your youngest son sending so many supplies to your eldest son's army? So Huang Dahai is your son, and Huang Erhe is someone I adopted?"

In response to Zeng Lijuan's question, Lao Huang calmly replied: "First, I didn't know beforehand that Xiao Chuan had helped his sister-in-law with the transfer. Second, my sister-in-law has been married into our Huang family for so many years and has always been virtuous and dutiful. She is a million times better than the wife that blind bastard Huang Erhe found. At least Dahai and his wife know how to be content, so even if Xiao Chuan took the initiative to help, I won't say anything."

But what if it were Fan Yingrong? Do you think your second son's wife is someone who knows how to be content? What has Xiao Chuan given his second brother and sister-in-law? Do you know how much those 10,000 shares are worth now? Have you ever seen Huang Erhe say a single word of thanks to his wife? Huang Erhe hasn't even made a phone call to his brother.

After catching his breath and taking a sip of tea, Old Huang continued, "All these years, don't think I didn't know you were secretly sending money to Huang Erhe. I turned a blind eye, but he actually dared to push his luck? No way!"

Zeng Lijuan disagreed: "Xiao Chuan isn't short of money; this little bit is nothing to him. Besides, he's helping his own brother, not an outsider!"

Old Huang laughed in anger: "You're already this old, and you've lived most of your life. Haven't you suffered enough? Don't you know what human nature is? A tree grows big and branches out, a family grows big and separates—this is a principle our ancestors understood long ago. There's also a saying: 'Brothers don't share property; sharing property breaks off relations.' Are these just nonsense our ancestors made up? With your approach, those three brothers will become strangers sooner or later. What kind of mother are you?"

The two women each had their own reasons, and neither could convince the other. Zeng Lijuan was so angry that she didn't even eat breakfast before making a phone call to her youngest son.

Forty minutes later, Huang Xiaochuan appeared at his parents' house.

Old Huang, displeased to see his youngest son, said, "What are you doing here? Did your mother call you?"

Huang Xiaochuan laughed and said, "I just happened to be passing by. I hadn't had breakfast yet, so I thought I'd stop by for a bite before leaving."

Upon hearing that his youngest son hadn't eaten breakfast yet, Old Huang quickly instructed the family's nanny to prepare breakfast for him.

Huang Xiaochuan quickly instructed the nanny, "No need to go to such trouble, just reheat the leftovers from this morning."

The nanny glanced at Lao Huang, and seeing that he didn't object, she did as Huang Xiaochuan arranged.

After sitting down, Huang Xiaochuan asked his father, "Dad! Where's Mom?"

Old Huang pointed angrily upstairs: "She's angry in her room! Don't pay any attention to her."

We can only listen to what Lao Huang says. Since we've already come all this way, how can we really just ignore our elderly mother?

Huang Xiaochuan stood up and called upstairs, "Mom! I'm here!"

A short while later, Zeng Lijuan came downstairs with red eyes.

Upon seeing her youngest son, she burst into tears and began to complain.

"Xiao Chuan, do you think it's easy for me? He makes it sound so easy, but isn't he his own flesh and blood? How can he be so heartless? Why didn't I realize this when I was young? Otherwise, I would never have married him."

Upon hearing this, Old Huang became so angry that he puffed out his beard and glared at Zeng Lijuan, ready to argue with her. Huang Xiaochuan quickly calmed him down, saying, "Dad, Dad! Don't be angry."

Turning to his mother, Huang Xiaochuan then tried to reason with her: "Mom, the sky isn't falling, why are you so upset? Let's talk this out!"

Seeing that the pillar of the family had arrived, Zeng Lijuan immediately felt that she had someone to rely on, and she started pouring out her troubles to her youngest son again.

After staying up all night, Huang Xiaochuan had a terrible headache. He was exasperated with his mother. Couldn't she have waited for him to come and tell Old Huang about this? Why did she have to tell him herself? Now look what's happened.

Both the elderly father and mother were kind people, but Old Huang had suffered a lot in his early years. In addition, he was stubborn, strong-willed, and principled, so he absolutely hated his daughter-in-law, Fan Yingrong. Huang Xiaochuan shared the same view as Old Huang and also disliked Fan Yingrong.

Zeng Lijuan is a typical kind-hearted mother, very easily swayed by emotions, and her understanding of the complexities of human nature is not as good as Lao Huang's. She is somewhat unclear about this matter.

Huang Xiaochuan originally didn't want to get involved in this matter, but his elderly mother had made a special trip to the school to meet with him about it, so he had no choice but to agree!

I was originally planning to talk to Lao Huang when Huang Erhe arrived, but I've been too busy these past few days and forgot about it. I didn't expect that the two old people would start arguing before Huang Erhe even arrived.