Xu Yan looked out the window. "I feel most colony governors are still poor. How many shares can they afford? Not many people will buy, right?"
"I don't know, we'll try our best, see if we can scrape something together." Jiang Ye squinted, gripping his phone and counting down, "3, 2, 1, money coming in!"
As expected, his phone vibrated!
Transfer notifications popped up, several at once:
"Zhuang Xian" transferred 20,000 yuan to you, with the message "Zhuang Xian, purchasing 2 shares."
"Hugh Stan" transferred 10,000 yuan to you, with the message "Hugh Stan purchasing 1 share."
"Ju Lanlan" transferred 30,000,000 yuan to you, with the message "Ju Lanlan purchasing 3,000 shares."
"Tashui Yuko" transferred 1,000,000 yuan to you, with the message "Tashui Yuko purchasing 100 shares."
There was a pause, then the notifications began again, his phone vibrating non-stop, jumping in Jiang Ye's hand like a fascia gun.
Large batches of transfer notifications and purchase messages, some buying one or two shares, others hundreds or even thousands.
Jiang Ye directly opened the backend of the transfer records and set it to "Display Today's Total Transfers," watching the incoming numbers climb.
Forty million, fifty million, sixty million...
One hundred million, one hundred and thirty million, one hundred and fifty million...
In less than ten minutes, over three hundred million had already been received!
Everyone had madly purchased thirty thousand shares!
Xu Yan's eyes were nearly bulging out of her head, completely stunned. She swore, "Damn, so many people are buying!"
"See, many people bought fifty shares. Do you know why that number?" Jiang Ye scrolled through the transfer records with his finger, smiling.
"Why?" Xu Yan didn't understand.
"A few days ago when you were hospitalized, an interstellar merchant fleet passed by and stayed in Binhai City. This fleet was very generous, renting houses with gold bars. One gold bar was worth exactly five hundred thousand." Jiang Ye smiled. "People have money now and can't deposit it in the bank, so they might as well buy shares and get dividends."
"Won't your funding gap be filled soon?" Xu Yan looked astonished.
"Not necessarily." Jiang Ye wasn't overly optimistic. "Look, the phone has stopped vibrating."
The transfer notifications stopped, with a total transferred amount of three hundred and fifteen million.
The two of them waited for a long time, but no new transfers came in.
"Lend me paper and a pen." Jiang Ye shifted his body forward, leaning on the edge of the desk.
Xu Yan quickly opened a drawer, took out a stack of white paper and a neutral pen, and placed them on the desk opposite Jiang Ye. She patted her boss chair, "Come sit here to write. It's not comfortable over there."
Jiang Ye was taken aback. "Sit in your seat? Is that appropriate?"
"Oh, stop being so fussy. You're not my employee, you're my cash cow and good friend. You'll be writing for a while with so many shares, and my chair is ergonomic, it's comfortable." Xu Yan got up and sat on the desk.
Jiang Ye stood up, moved to Xu Yan's boss chair, and sat down with delight. "Then I'll experience your throne."
He sat down with a plop, swayed, and Jiang Ye nodded. "The boss chair is indeed comfortable. Alright, I'll write quickly, you get back to your work."
Spreading out the white paper, Jiang Ye began copying from his phone.
He created a table, writing names on the left and the number of shares purchased on the right.
After copying each person's details, Jiang Ye sent them a message: "Payment received. Stock transaction will be completed soon. You will be notified upon successful completion."
Although he could generate an information table on his phone, Jiang Ye insisted on keeping a paper record for such critical information, hence the copying.
His hand flew, his wrist starting to ache, feeling like when he used to copy homework in school.
One sheet of paper.
Two sheets of paper.
Three sheets of paper.
He had copied more than half when Jiang Ye decided to take a break.
He suddenly noticed that Xu Yan had been sitting by the desk without moving.
Looking up, he saw Xu Yan staring intently at him, her face expressionless, as if spacing out.
Jiang Ye was a little confused. "Are you... watching me copy for ten minutes?"
"Ah." Xu Yan finally snapped back to attention. "I'm fine, you can copy slowly."
Jiang Ye lowered his head to continue copying, then looked up again after half a page.
He reached out and waved his hand in front of Xu Yan's eyes. "What's wrong? Why are you spacing out?"
Xu Yan's face suddenly flushed. "I just felt... you looked quite handsome when you were copying..."
Jiang Ye felt embarrassed. "Illusion, illusion. Don't sit here watching me, it's like a teacher supervising homework."
"Okay, okay." Xu Yan, blushing, got down from the desk and walked to the hot water dispenser, picking up a tea cup to make tea.
Jiang Ye continued copying the information, four pages, five pages...
The office was so quiet that the rustling sound of the pen tip on paper could be heard.
Jiang Ye felt something was off. He turned his head and saw Xu Yan holding a cup of tea, sitting on the sofa in the distance, still staring at him blankly.
Seeing Jiang Ye look over, she immediately turned her head to look out the window, trying to cover up by taking a big sip of her tea.
After finishing the last purchase message, Jiang Ye stood up and gathered the filled pages. "Well, I'll be going now. I'll give you the unified list once the money is all accounted for."
"Mm-hmm, okay." Xu Yan stood up. "I'll see you out."
"No, no, you carry on with your work." Jiang Ye quickly hurried out, closed the door, and got into the elevator.
His heart was pounding.
Something was wrong, Xu Yan's gaze was too strange.
Jiang Ye felt a little panicked. He really hoped Xu Yan wouldn't mistakenly develop feelings for him, as that would ruin their relationship. He had always seen Xu Yan as purely a business associate, and he absolutely couldn't have any romantic involvement. It wasn't suitable, far too unsuitable!
He walked onto the street, and a cold wind hit him.
Winter had truly arrived. People on the street were already wearing padded jackets. He guessed Tian Rao's business would be incredibly busy soon.
Jiang Ye headed towards the subway station. The station was surprisingly crowded, with long queues. Everyone wanted to try riding the high-speed train that could reach nearly nine hundred kilometers per hour, especially since the tickets weren't expensive.
A staff member with sharp eyes spotted Jiang Ye and quickly opened a green channel, allowing Jiang Ye to cut to the front of the line before closing it off again.
No one on the entire platform made a sound. Could a general cutting in line be considered cutting in line? The waiting passengers automatically stepped back a bit, maintaining a distance from Jiang Ye.
The train arrived silently. Jiang Ye boarded and secured himself in his seat.
The train conductor hurried over, knelt beside Jiang Ye's seat, and quietly asked, "Which station are you going to? I can take you there directly, and we won't stop at other stations?"
"No, no, no. This is public transportation, dozens of people are riding. You can't accommodate just me." Jiang Ye waved his hand. "Just run it normally, stop at each station, and I'll get off when we arrive."
The train conductor looked a bit flustered, sweat beading under his peaked cap. "Do you need anything to eat or drink on the way? I can have someone bring it to you, and I can drive slower."
"No, no, no. Just pretend I'm invisible and drive normally." Jiang Ye was speechless.
The train conductor returned to the driver's cabin. After a rapid ringing of bells, all passengers were pressed back into their seats as the platform quickly receded. The speed on the small screen above the seats soared.
The passengers sitting in the rows opposite were all staring at Jiang Ye with curiosity and fear, as if observing an alien.
Jiang Ye felt a bit awkward. After making eye contact with them for a while, he had nothing to say, so he simply closed his eyes to rest.