Rebirth at the Start: This Fate is Too Explosive!

Chapter 277 From Hell-Level Bull to High-Level Bull

It wasn't until Liu Ruyan gently patted his cheek and softly called out, "Husband, wake up, it's almost time," that things changed.

Ye Fan groggily opened his eyes and met Liu Ruyan's smiling gaze, only then realizing that he had slept for quite some time.

Liu Ruyan had already sat back down at her desk and picked up the next document.

"I'm going back to the fourth floor. I have things to do when the market opens this afternoon." Ye Fan sat up, rubbed his face, and seemed to have recovered a lot.

"Okay, go ahead." Liu Ruyan looked up and gave him a reassuring smile. "I still have a few contracts to review."

Ye Fan nodded and walked out of the office.

......

The market opened in the afternoon.

Inside the trading room on the fourth floor, Shen Jun and Yang Bin instantly got into focus, their fingers flying across the keyboard as they kept a close eye on every change in the JFJC order book, continuing their ant-like task of accumulating shares.

Of course, this also includes the team led by Chen Lichuan, which is now operational.

After two hours of hard work, 5 million yuan was finally used up, and the position building was completed.

"Boss, mission accomplished." Miao Zi's voice carried a hint of barely perceptible excitement. "The secondary market and institutional block trades totaled 480 million yuan, completing the target position building for Jinfeng Building Materials as planned. The average cost was controlled within the expected range, and market fluctuations were minimal."

Ye Fan glanced at the key data in the report and nodded in satisfaction: "Very good."

He looked at Shen Jun and Yang Bin, who appeared slightly tired but had bright eyes, and the members of Chen Lichuan's team who were getting up from their respective workstations, and said loudly, "Everyone worked hard today! The task was completed beautifully. Tomorrow is the weekend, everyone, take a good rest and relax!"

Shen Jun and Yang Bin were both stunned when they heard this, almost thinking they had misheard.

Is that... the end?

No need for post-market analysis? No need for market research? No need to prepare for next week? In my previous company, the market closing was just the beginning of overtime!

The two exchanged a glance, both seeing disbelief and immense surprise in each other's eyes. From hellish overtime slaves to heavenly, punctual, high-class slaves? This feeling... is fucking awesome!

In contrast, the members of Chen Lichuan's team appeared calm and unfazed, as if it were nothing out of the ordinary.

One of the most talked-about benefits of the Hongdou Group is its strict adherence to work and rest schedules, prohibition of unnecessary overtime, and the inviolability of weekends—an ironclad rule set by the boss, Ye Fan.

In their previous company, Shen Jun and Yang Bin would never have dared to even imagine such a thing.

Seeing that Shen Yang and the other person were still not fully recovered, Miao Zi smiled and added, "Don't doubt it, this is Hongdou's style. Do a good job, and as long as your abilities match, you will soon find out how wise your choice was today."

Her tone was encouraging and affirming.

"Yes! Thank you, Ms. Miao!" Shen Jun and Yang Bin quickly replied, naturally using a respectful title for this young female secretary who was deeply trusted by their boss.

After speaking, Miao Zi went into Ye Fan's office. She wanted to ask Ye Fan if there was anything else he needed to tell her. If not, she would go and do her own work.

After knocking and entering, Miao Zi asked, "Boss, is there anything else you need to tell me?"

Ye Fan leaned back in his chair, leisurely observing her serious little face, and teased, "Secretary Miao, it's just the two of us in the room, why are you so tense?"

Miao Zi's cheeks flushed slightly, but her tone remained calm: "Boss, this won't have a good impact at the company."

She always kept in mind her identity and boundaries.

Ye Fan smiled and stopped teasing her. He picked up his phone and quickly tapped a few keys.

A few seconds later, Miao Zi's phone vibrated slightly.

She took it out and saw that the bank deposit message clearly showed: two million yuan.

"I was busy the other day and forgot, so I'm transferring some pocket money to you." Ye Fan's tone was casual. "Take it, buy whatever you want, don't be stingy."

Miao Zi held the phone, feeling the cool touch of the metal casing on her fingertips, but a warm feeling welled up inside her.

She didn't refuse, nor did she show excessive excitement. She simply looked up at Ye Fan, her eyes clear and firm, and nodded gently: "Yes, thank you, boss."

From that night on, she understood her place. Accepting his offerings was her duty, and also one way to maintain this special relationship. To pretend to refuse would only seem pretentious and distant.

"Go ahead and get busy," Ye Fan waved his hand.

Miao Zi nodded again, turned and left the office, her steps seeming a little lighter than usual.

Ye Fan picked up his phone and dialed another number.

Half an hour later, a taxi stopped in front of the impressive Hongdou Building.

The youthful and beautiful Chen Chulin jumped out of the car and curiously looked at the building that shone brightly in the Hexi CBD.

She dialed Ye Fan's number: "Hey, honey! I'm downstairs, which floor are you on?"

"Fourth floor. Wait for me at the front desk in the lobby, I'm coming down," Ye Fan's voice came.

The elevator is going down.

Ye Fan spotted Chen Chulin, dressed in a refreshing dress and looking somewhat reserved, in the bright, spacious, and stylish lobby on the first floor.

He walked over naturally and took her hand: "Come on, I'll take you to a newly opened Fujian restaurant next door. I heard the food is very authentic. If we go too late, we might not get a seat."

"Oh, okay!" Chen Chulin followed Ye Fan's lead, her steps a little unsteady, feeling both sweet and a little bewildered.

The Hexi CBD business district is home to many high-end restaurants.

This area attracts the most business elites, so the supporting services are relatively comprehensive and high-end.

It was already past 5 p.m., and the Fujian cuisine restaurant that Ye Fan wanted to go to was already packed. Ye Fan had originally planned to take Chen Chulin to eat Fujian cuisine, but now it seemed they wouldn't be able to get a table.

Ye Fan shrugged helplessly: "See? I told you it was too late. Now we won't be able to eat."

Looking at the elegant storefront and the long queue, Chen Chulin shrank back and said, "Shall we go to another one?"

"Okay, you choose," Ye Fan said nonchalantly.

Chen Chulin looked around and her gaze was drawn to a restaurant with a minimalist decor and an understated yet sophisticated entrance.

Inside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, one can vaguely see exquisite chandeliers and well-dressed waiters.

"How about... we go to that one?" she asked tentatively, pointing to the shop.

Ye Fan looked up and saw "Le Jardin Secret," a typical fine dining French restaurant.

"Okay, whatever you want." Ye Fan pulled her over.

Pushing open the heavy brass-framed glass door felt like entering another world.

The interior luxury contrasts sharply with the simplicity of the exterior. The high ceilings and crystal chandeliers reflect soft light, while abstract oil paintings adorn the walls. Vintage European sculptures and blue-and-white porcelain vases are placed in the corners, and a faint fragrance and elegant piano background music permeate the air.

Well-trained waiters in sharp suits and bow ties greeted them and led them to a table covered with a pristine white tablecloth and set with gleaming silver cutlery.