Tang Xin shook her head firmly. “Of course, we would never engage in insider trading.”
“Besides, hubby… uh, he only analyzes the big picture. When it comes to individual stocks, I’m the one handling those.”
“…”
Tang’s mother glanced at her daughter.
She didn’t press on the slip of the tongue just now.
Tang’s mother asked, “How much capital does he have now?”
Tang Xin hesitated and didn’t answer.
Tang’s mother snapped, “They say women tend to look outward, always pointing fingers away from themselves. You’re not even married yet, and you’re already hiding things?”
Tang Xin shook her head. “I’m not hiding anything. The daily fluctuations are different every day. I haven’t even checked these past couple of days… Besides, it’s impossible to calculate anyway. The profits from Aotian Fund are his, plus he has over a dozen accounts borrowed through other channels. You’d have to tally them one by one… But I estimate it’s around two billion dollars now.”
Tang’s mother frowned. “Then why did I find out earlier that his funds were forty billion? Has he lost twenty billion now?”
Tang Xin shook her head. “It was indeed over forty billion before, but that was in RMB. Now it’s in US dollars.”
“…”
Tang’s mother couldn’t help but exclaim, “Duo Shao?”
Tang Xin rarely saw her mother so surprised and moved; she smiled proudly, “It’s definitely quite a sum.”
“Bullshit. Why haven’t I seen you make this much before? You’ve been at it for five years, right? Just a little money? Why do others make this much in a year?” Tang’s mother snorted coldly.
Tang Xin didn’t get angry; she smiled sweetly, “That just proves I have good vision!!”
Seeing her so smug, Tang’s mother wanted to retort.
But…
The words stuck in her throat.
It really was a bit terrifying.
Over forty billion last year.
And it’s only been a little over four months since the new year, yet the assets have doubled again?
Two billion dollars.
At the current exchange rate, that means the funds in hand have reached over thirteen billion RMB.
Thinking about that number, Tang’s mother was at a loss for words.
Especially since
this sum was earned in just over a year.
Forget about peers—it overshadowed even the older generation.
Although the current rich list doesn’t necessarily represent “true wealth,” it still reveals a lot.
Even some hidden financial giants she knew, with hundreds of billions or trillions in funds, took years to earn that.
Their starting point was at least ten years ago.
Plus, they all made a killing when the Big Brother Group dissolved.
Otherwise, they wouldn’t have that much now.
What about Cao Cheng?
How old is he?
Sure, the bull market came, but even then, no one else was this crazy.
Besides, his initial capital was only about a million.
There was news recently.
A bull investor made a hundred million in a month.
But that was just that one hundred million.
Afterward, they either cashed out or lost some profits—there was no third option.
Cao Cheng, however, kept doubling his gains.
…
Tang’s mother couldn’t help but recall what Cao Cheng said earlier.
Indeed.
Some people need to invest early.
Otherwise, give him a little more time, and you won’t even have a chance to invest or take shares.
That’s what original stock is all about.
That said,
in the Tang family’s position, money isn’t the most crucial thing.
Having money doesn’t necessarily get you noticed.
But a young man who, relying on himself, amasses tens of billions in a short time—can we really say there’s no problem with that?
Doesn’t that prove his ability?
If you still can’t appreciate that, then it’s not his fault, it’s the Tang family’s problem.
Tang’s Mother finally understood the logic behind Cao Cheng’s argument.
At this point, it wasn’t about what Cao Cheng intended to do, but what the Tang family was going to do.
…
The mother and daughter chatted for a while longer, almost entirely about Cao Cheng.
Tang Xin spoke, and her mother listened attentively.
Until,
The aroma of food filled the air.
“Mom, let’s eat first.”
“Alright!”
The two of them left the room.
Just then, Assistant Yan was washing her hands.
Tang’s Mother looked at her with a questioning expression.
Assistant Yan quickly explained, saying she had bought the ingredients, washed the vegetables, prepared everything, and even scrubbed the pots—the son-in-law only cooked a few dishes.
Tang Xin knew Cao Cheng’s habits and hurried to explain, “This is how the chef always does it.”
Tang’s Mother rolled her eyes—“I wasn’t even complaining, and you’re already defending him?”
Besides,
The food was genuinely light and simple.
Stir-fried cauliflower, stir-fried greens, stir-fried red vegetable shoots, stir-fried water spinach…
Not a single piece of meat.
Was this kid doing it on purpose?
Whether Tang’s Mother had any thoughts on this, no one knew, but after tasting a bite, a wave of positive emotions burst forth—this was to her liking.
A trace of surprise also showed on her face.
She had thought her daughter was just flattering him, but no, it really was something special.
Tang’s Mother had tasted the best of the best—fragrant, spicy, and flavorful dishes of all kinds.
But this all-vegetable meal ranked among the best she had ever had—not necessarily number one, but definitely top tier.
Tang Xin looked at her like she was presenting a treasure: “Mom, is it good? Does it suit your taste?”
“Hmm~ not bad!” Tang’s Mother nodded.
“Then eat more. If you want it again, just have Xiao Cao cook for you,” Tang Xin said eagerly.
The meal was devoured quickly, reflecting a cultural habit—eating without much talking.
They barely exchanged a few words before the entire table was cleared.
Tang’s Mother looked satisfied but also a bit embarrassed.
She usually couldn’t eat this much at home, yet she had even gone back for a second bowl of rice…
A hint of envy crept into her heart—her daughter was truly a lucky woman.
She had once seemed like a leftover spinster of sorts.
The family had been worried about her marriage prospects.
But in the end, she found someone who was not only good-looking but also capable…
And truly capable.
Not just in making money, but even in cooking delicious food.
The pain of comparing oneself to others.
Recalling Tang Xin’s father when he was young—he was impressive, no doubt—but at Cao Cheng’s age, he hadn’t achieved anything noteworthy.
And he still couldn’t cook.
By comparison,
Tang’s Mother found herself liking Cao Cheng even more. This young man had many strengths and seemed very suitable. Most importantly, Tang Xin liked him too.
…
Tang’s Mother didn’t say much more. After the meal, she left.
Tang’s Father was still waiting for news.
Once she left with her group, the two of them resumed their shameless daily routine.
Tang Xin was unusually excited.
She had been hesitant to speak before, worried the family might pressure Cao Cheng.
But now it seemed the situation was much better than she had imagined. There was hope.
That made her feel especially relaxed!
And after eating her fill, she got lively and stayed that way well into the night.
Until…
【Ding~ Negative Emotion +9999!】
“??”
For the first time in his life, Cao Cheng witnessed such a critical hit.
Was the other party’s identity that impressive?
Impressive to an unspeakable degree.
Otherwise, how could it instantly be a diamond treasure chest?
Keep in mind, Tang Xin could provide about one diamond treasure chest each time, but that was a continuous process—it took a couple of hours to reach ten thousand points of emotion.
This kind of one-off surge? Never seen it before!
But…
Thinking it over, it was very likely related to Tang’s Father.
Judging by the timing, Tang’s Mother had probably gone back by now.
Just don’t know what she said after returning—did she hit Tang’s Father’s weak spot directly?
Such a huge grudge.
Could it be she wants to get rid of me?
Taking a moment to rest.
Cao Cheng gently patted her back, lit a cigarette, exhaled a cloud of smoke, and casually asked, “What’s your dad’s personality like?”
Tang Xin replied, “Are you scared?”
“Scared of what?” Cao Cheng chuckled and shook his head. “I just want to know his personality, so I can deal with him better… uh, I mean, buy the right gifts. Know your enemy, know yourself, and you’ll win every battle.”
With such a massive emotional reservoir,
Not giving it a little push would be disrespecting the old man.
…
Meanwhile,
At the Tang household.
Tang’s Father really did lose his composure.
After Tang’s Mother returned, her attitude changed.
At first, Tang’s Father didn’t realize how serious things were.
Until Tang’s Mother said, “I think this son-in-law is a good match. I accept him.”
“……”
Damn.
The word “son-in-law” was actually said?
The little cabbage he painstakingly raised was just being taken by a pig like this?
No,
I sent you to keep watch, not to stir up trouble.
Tang’s Father’s expression shifted repeatedly, and after a long pause, he squeezed out, “What kind of love potion did he feed you?”
Tang’s Mother replied, “Not talking about his background, just personally, among his peers, I can’t find anyone with better earning ability.”
That statement was very precise.
Then,
Tang’s Mother expressed her views and approval.
According to her:
Kids who come from elite education, except for those who naturally can’t inherit the family business or status, others who are specially groomed all have something special.
Whether it’s temperament, social skills, or their views and involvement with society, the country, and international affairs,
Each one is a rare talent.
There’s no doubt about that.
These abilities aren’t something ordinary kids can catch up to just by being smart or studying hard.
It’s a kind of foundation.
Of course,
Those who can’t inherit the family business often turn out to be spoiled brats.
Because they’re naturally under less pressure, they act recklessly, go wild, and some even lawless to the point that execution wouldn’t be too harsh.
But that’s another story.
Whether inheriting the family business or not, when it comes to earning ability, no one among his peers can match Cao Cheng.
Especially without background, family connections, insider information, or sudden major events, Cao Cheng started with a million yuan investment and reached a hundred billion in assets within a year.
Just ask…
Who else?
A commoner who turned into a dragon.
What could be more suitable for Tang Xin than this?
Just as Cao Cheng himself said, this isn’t the time to think about what Cao Cheng should do, but rather what the Tang family can offer.
Otherwise,
There are plenty of families lining up to snatch someone like him.
He’s not even famous yet.
Once he really makes a name for himself, the roles of offense and defense will surely reverse.
……
Tang's Father’s lips trembled as he pondered for a long moment: “Is he really as good as you say? It’s just about making money, after all. Families like ours don’t really care about money.”
Tang's Mother smiled: “But we value capability. Put yourself in his shoes—how long do you think it would take you to make that kind of money from where he stands now?”
“……”
Tang's Father was speechless.
Not to mention him,
No one else seemed confident enough to claim they could do better than Cao Cheng.
But, my family’s precious gem…
Tang's Father said in a low voice, “Find a chance—I want to meet him.”
“Sure, you really should see for yourself, just so you don’t think I’ve been feeding you nonsense,” Tang's Mother snorted softly.
Tang's Father helplessly tried to soothe his wife, saying he didn’t mean anything by it earlier—it was just an offhand comment.
This wife holds grudges like no other.
But he didn’t see the sly, mischievous smile flickering in her eyes.
She wanted Tang's Father to meet him personally, just to see what kind of chemistry would spark between the father-in-law and son-in-law.
Chances are, Tang's Father might get thoroughly exasperated.
She herself was already pretty annoyed today.
Still, it’s all because this kid has talent.
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