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Chapter 157: Chapter 157 You Understand Me Better Than My Husband_1

The next day, when Xiao Ming received the call from Hu Xiaotong, he had just finished receiving a work report from Huang Xiushan, the "Private Equity Queen" he had personally recruited.

"Chairman, please allow me to say it again, the company’s liquid capital is almost depleted at this point, and even if we are to make a last-ditch investment in stocks, we should aim for short-term trading," she said.

Xiao Ming waved his hand to interrupt her, "It’s my job as the boss to worry about the liquid capital, and as the company’s investment analyst, you just need to focus on investment analysis, understood?"

"Understood."

Huang Xiushan nodded and placed the four documents she was holding in front of him.

"As per your instructions, I have selected two stocks from both the domestic and international markets that can be held in the long term."

Xiao Ming glanced at the first document and saw the word "Apple"; he looked at the second and there it was, Tesla; the third listed Maotai; the fourth, even more significant, BYD.

Especially the fourth, if he remembered correctly, it wouldn’t be long before the renowned "Stock God" would enter the fray.

After flipping through the documents, Xiao Ming had a sense of admiration: She truly justified her future title of "Private Equity Queen."

He knew about BYD’s situation through foresight, yet Huang Xiushan had managed to choose nearly the same timing for entry as Buffett, relying solely on her market sense.

Buffett subscribed at 8 Hong Kong dollars per share, while Huang Xiushan chose 8.6 Hong Kong dollars, just a 0.6 difference.

From that point on, Xiao Ming held no further doubts about Huang Xiushan’s abilities.

It wasn’t long before he had reviewed all four documents. He picked up a pen, made adjustments to the subscription dates and prices based on his memory, and then handed the documents back to Huang Xiushan.

"Once again, don’t worry about the funds, we’re not buying these stocks right now anyway.

Go back, reorganize according to my comments, file it, and eventually, you’ll be fully in charge of their operation."

Huang Xiushan stood up to take the documents and bowed, "Understood. Then, Chairman, I will go back to work."

Xiao Ming nodded casually, "Before you get back to work, make a trip to the HR department and ask them to arrange a new office befitting the Deputy Head of the Investment Department."

Huang Xiushan was stunned and then widened her eyes, "Chair... Chairman, do you mean..."

Xiao Ming smiled, "I’m very satisfied with your judgment and analytical abilities.

To give you two more incentives, first, when it comes time for the company to offer stock options, you’ll definitely be in the first tier.

Secondly, believe me, your achievements and position will be much more than just an investment manager."

Huang Xiushan trembled with excitement, too overwhelmed to speak properly, busily bowing her thanks.

Just then his phone rang, Xiao Ming smiled and waved for her to leave.

As soon as the door closed, the warm smile on his face turned cold. He answered the call, "Ms. Hu, surrendering is as easy as dialing the emergency number."

There was silence on the other end for a moment, and then Hu Xiaotong said somberly, "I would like to meet with you."

"Is that necessary?"

"What if... What if I said that the medicine that appeared out of nowhere in your pocket when you were ill was put there by me?"

Xiao Ming narrowed his eyes and after a while, he let out a sigh, "Name the place."

Twenty minutes later, he drove into Longyin University, stopped outside the sports field, walked in, and sat down in the middle of the steps behind one of the goals.

A woman who clearly wasn’t a student was sitting there.

It had been several days since they last met; Hu Xiaotong no longer had the sophisticated elegance she had at the car dealership, and thick makeup and dark eyeshadow couldn’t hide her haggardness and weariness.

Seeing Xiao Ming, she offered a smile, raising her bag of loose shrimp chips, "Want some? It’s still the same flavor from back then."

Xiao Ming grabbed some from the bag and sat beside her.

On the sports field, there seemed to be sports students playing a practice match. Many students, eighty percent of whom were girls, were sitting in trios and pairs on the nearby bleachers.

They either cheered and laughed loudly or whispered and pointed, their enthusiasm or shyness filled with the essence of youth.

"Back then, Xue and I used to sit there just like them, cheering for you. We even almost got into a fight with other girls once!"

Hu Xiaotong’s face was colored with nostalgia, as though she had truly come to reminisce.

Xiao Ming’s thoughts also drifted back to the carefree days of his student years as he spoke softly, "I know."

"You don’t know."

Hu Xiaotong suddenly turned her face towards him, her eyes brimming with grievance and anger, "You only ever noticed Xue. You’ve never seen me. Or rather, you saw me but chose to look the other way."

Xiao Ming met her gaze with a smile, "Isn’t that a given? I like Xue’er; of course, she’s the only one in my eyes."

"But I like you! You’ve always known that, yet you pretend not to, and... and you deliberately treated me with coldness—even showing that you disliked me, until I got together with Wan Xingping. It was only then that you deigned to give me a smile.

Xiao Ming, even if my love for you is presumptuous, am I really that contemptible in your heart?"

Tears began to fall from Hu Xiaotong’s eyes, her expression clearly etched with heartbreak.

Xiao Ming believed that no matter what she was thinking at the moment, her tears were real.

He pulled a tissue from his pocket and handed it over, saying, "On the contrary, the way I treated you was out of respect for you.

I know what it feels like to like someone; any lack of rejection, or even a failure to be firm, can be amplified into a response or acceptance.

That’s why I had to make it clear to you that my heart only has room for Xue. If you don’t give up, then for the both of us, it’s best we not even be friends."

Hu Xiaotong stared at him for a long time, then suddenly gave a wistful smile, shook her head, and while wiping her tears said, "You really haven’t changed at all, your heart is still so hard.

In this world, perhaps only you could be so heartless towards a girl who is fond of you."

"Thanks for the compliment; I was only doing what I should."

Hu Xiaotong laughed through her sniffles, leaning lightly against his shoulder.

Xiao Ming hesitated for a moment but didn’t push her away.

"I’ve thought about reporting Xingping." She gazed out over the sports field, her eyes unfocused, "After all, everything was his doing. At most, I was an accomplice who failed to report it. If I were to turn myself in proactively, I likely wouldn’t end up in prison."

"But you won’t do that," Xiao Ming said.

"Why?"

"Just like your hatred for me has lasted all these years. People with deep feelings always cling to the past."

Hu Xiaotong’s body shuddered, she closed her eyes, and another tear fell.

"You understand me better than my husband does."

"Uh... that’s the kind of thing you should say in bed; it sounds more flavorful."

"Disgusting!"

Hu Xiaotong gave him a playful punch. "The mood was so good, and you ruined it."

"If it’s ruined, it’s ruined; it’s about time I ruined something," Xiao Ming implied.

Hu Xiaotong fell silent again.

After a long while, she took a deep breath and asked, "If... if there was no Jiang Xue in this world, would you like me?"

Xiao Ming considered the question seriously then shook his head, "No."

"Why?"

"Because you’re too scheming. I like girls who are simple and kind."

"Understood."

Saying that, Hu Xiaotong stood up, arms spread wide, her smile radiant.

"I’m leaving now! Who knows if we’ll have the opportunity to meet again in the future. Could I have one last hug, classmate Xiao Ming?"

Xiao Ming got up and embraced her without hesitation, whispering in her ear, "I would be very happy if you were walking away on your own."

Meanwhile, on the other side of the sports field opposite them, someone was busily clicking the camera shutter.