Empress Dowager Mao could only hang up the phone without any certainty and talk about this with her husband.

Chen Peisong became much calmer. While watching TV, he said indifferently: "Just clear the position. I made more than 1 million in half a year. I think it's time to be content."

"I didn't say I was unsatisfied."

Mao Xiaoqin subconsciously took the remote control and adjusted the sports program on the TV to an ethical drama "Chinese Divorce", and started watching it with relish.

Old Chen curled his lips and wanted to go to the bedroom. He faced some trivial matters all day in the street. Now he felt a headache when he saw these family matters, and he felt like he had to face work when he went home.

"Watch TV with me."

Mao Xiaoqin pulled her husband and sat down.

"what?"

Chen Peisong asked intentionally: "What do you want to hint at this kind of divorce TV series?"

Mao Xiaoqin didn't say anything, just glanced at her husband.

Chen Peisong laughed dryly in disappointment. It seemed that this joke was not humorous.

After watching a family ethics drama, Mao Xiaoqin also took the time to talk about the serious matter: "Old Chen, is it too hasty for my son to sell? I heard from my colleagues that now is the most prosperous time in the stock market."

"Didn't Chen say there is a financial crisis?"

Chen Peisong was half lying on the sofa and said comfortably: "I have seen similar news recently, but we grassroots cadres really don't know much about the economic situation. My son is studying in Lingyuan and knows more than us, so don't worry about it."

"I didn't worry either."

Mao Xiaoqin sighed and said, "I just worry that I would lose a little if I sell it earlier."

"That's also a matter of his own vision."

Old Chen smiled and said, "It's normal to lose money. The old saying goes, how much money you have to make is beyond your own perception. You have to lose money if you make money."

"Why are you the one who is like this?"

Mao Xiaoqin was very dissatisfied: "I only know how to say something sarcastic, but I don't know how to collect useful information and opinions for my son."

Chen Peisong was speechless, thinking that his current son still needed us to help collect information? He didn't speak, just to indicate that he didn't need help, so we just wait and see.

But Mao Xiaoqin is still a woman after all, and she can't be as open-minded as Chen Peisong. She watched the TV series absent-mindedly, and suddenly picked up her cell phone and found a phone and dialed it.

"Hey, Sister Guan, have you eaten? I have something to ask for advice..."

Mao Xiaoqin called her colleague Guan Xiushu.

Guan Xiushu is known as the "God of the Emergency Department of the First People's Hospital of the City". It is said that she has made more than 300,000 yuan in the stock market.

When Chen Jie was going to trade stocks, Mao Xiaoqin planned to ask Guan Xiushu to guide her son, but Chen Jie refused on the grounds that she "had no time".

"Xiaoqin, I really didn't say that your family is Chen..."

As soon as he heard that Chen was planning to clear the stock, Guan Xiushu started yelling.

"This kid is something we have grown up, and we have good grades. There is nothing to say about it."

"Entrepreneurship in college has also made some noise, which is good for education by Ja and Lao Chen."

"But, can he play stocks clearly?"

Perhaps because Chen Jie refused to accept guidance, Aunt Guan was a little worried, so she directly criticized: "The stock is so rising so well now. Is he going to sell it because of a small fluctuation?"

"Chen said there was a financial crisis..."

Mao Xiaoqin helped her son speak.

"I don't know what financial crisis or banking crisis."

Guan Xiushu said confidently: "I rely on these eyes and have been in the stock market for five or six years. I concluded that this is a normal rise and fall."

"Really?"

Mao Xiaoqin didn't understand stocks, but hearing Guan Xiushu's determination, her thoughts that were not very certain were shaken again.

"It must be true. Let Chen calm down quickly and learn from your old Chen. He is a person who is still calm even if he is under the pressure of Mount Tai."

Guan Xiushu persuaded her for a long time.

After hanging up the phone, Mao Xiaoqin consulted two other friends who love to trade stocks. They agreed that this was a normal fluctuation, and another even thought that the market index exceeded 10,000 points and was the matter in front of them.

But when Mao Xiaoqin talks about the "financial crisis", they have never heard of it.

"What do you think?"

Mao Xiaoqin thought for a while, then suddenly asked her husband Chen Peisong, who was just now calling with the hands-free phone.

"Not very good!"

Chen Peisong looked at the TV sideways and said lazily: "These people don't pay attention to the world economic situation when trading stocks. It's enough to show that they were all confused about the money they made before. The more people like this, the more I believe in my son's judgment."

"In an industry, even people like Lao Guan can make money."

Chen Peisong smiled and said, "It's basically time to harvest or shuffle."

Old Chen doesn’t understand economy, but he understands human nature and the operating rules of this society very well.

"You said that Lao Guan, and they praised you just now."

Mao Xiaoqin's tone was filled with a slight jealousy.

Although Chen Peisong felt it, he still said complacently: "Isn't this very normal? It's normal for a charming man to be praised."

"Virtue!"

Mao Xiaoqin glanced at her husband, and then felt angry again, so she twisted on Chen Peisong's thigh: "In the future, we have a dinner in the department, you are not allowed to go again!"

"Okay, okay, I don't want to listen to you women chatting about gossip."

Lao Chen didn't feel any pain when the skin was thick, but she looked at her wife and was still worried, so she suggested: "If you really don't feel at ease, why don't you ask Song Zuomin? His status and information must be more accurate than Lao Guan and the others."

"yes!"

Mao Xiaoqin suddenly woke up and immediately called her to the "in-law".

Song Zuomin should be having a meal when he answered the phone, and there was a sound of "ding ding dangdang" on the bowls and chopsticks.

He heard Mao Xiaoqin's doubts and was inconvenient to say more due to discipline. He just said, "Weiwei called me just now, and she said Chen also suggested clearing all the stocks."

"What?"

Mao Xiaoqin was stunned for a moment, thinking that her son was really good, and she served a bowl of water very smoothly, taking care of both my mother and daughter-in-law.

"What about my thoughts..."

Song Zuomin continued: "Young people must stick to their own position when doing anything. They are not afraid of being wrong. They just treat it as a lesson. This lesson is much more meaningful to life than how much money they make and how much money they lose less..."

This Tai Chi beat Mao Xiaoqin and Chen Peisong to look at each other.

After the call, Mao Xiaoqin couldn't help but say, "Listen to Song Zuomin's opinion, is it a wrong behavior for his son to clear his stock? But because he is too young, he feels that teaching a lesson is more important than money."

Chen Peisong was silent for a while and nodded: "This is possible."

"That……"

Mao Xiaoqin was about to say something.

When he heard a sudden turn in Chen Peisong's tone, his expression suddenly became serious:

"There is another possibility, that is, Song Zuomin and the others have already anticipated that this will be an unprecedented and unavoidable financial catastrophe, so even in his capacity, they dare not speak out in advance without any violation of discipline."

...

On the side of Emperor Jing of Zhujiang, Song Zuomin and Lu Man were indeed having a meal.

In order to comfort his wife and ensure that her wife would not go crazy because of her daughter climbing Baiyun Mountain at night, Song Zuomin tried to eat at home.

The two sat in the spacious and luxurious living room, with several dishes placed on the long table.

There are not many big fish and meat. On the contrary, there are more green foods. Mix a plate of dried pure natural fish sent from their home.

Of course, Lu Man would never touch him at once, but Song Zuomin ate it with great pleasure.

"Whose phone call was just now?"

Lu Man seemed to have heard a name he didn't like.

"Chen's mother."

Song Zuomin picked up a dried fish and put it into his mouth, explaining: "Ask Chen about the stock clearance."

"oh."

Lu Man nodded and said expressionlessly: "I think you are encouraging Chen to continue holding the position."

"This kid won't listen."

Song Zuomin glanced at his wife, smiled and said, "He should be the kind of person who will not change easily after making a decision. It has nothing to do with other people's suggestions."

"snort!"

Lu Man snorted coldly: "It seems that you know him quite well, so even if your daughter comes to ask for advice, you said that she will be consistent with Chen Zhu."

Song Zuomin raised his head and asked a nanny at home to go into the study to clean it, and asked another nanny to throw garbage downstairs.
To be continued...