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"Was the principal safely recovered?" Chen Hao asked.

"They're out! They're all out!" Li Qingshan exclaimed excitedly.

"Our initial investment of 318 million, plus the profit of 241 million, now brings the total to 559 million in the account!"

"Haozi, it's only been a few days! From when we bought in until now, less than a week, we've made a 75% profit! This is practically a money-printing machine!"

Chen Hao quickly did some mental calculations.

With this profit, his total assets have now reached an astonishing figure.

The previous stock trading profits were as follows: the first time, he made 31 yuan by shorting Xinghui Entertainment; the second time, he made 95 yuan by going long on NTEC; and with this latest 241 million yuan, he has made 367 million yuan from stock trading alone.

The income from selling paintings was 127.5 million yuan.

The first edition of the children's book earned 4.2 yuan in royalties. The royalties for the second edition have not yet been settled, but based on 10 copies, a 15% royalty rate, and a price of 58 yuan, that's a potential income of 87 yuan.

Since the hit song "Starlight and Dust" became a hit, the daily income from music platforms has never been less than 40,000 yuan, and in the past two weeks, it has reached 600,000 to 700,000 yuan.

There's also a daily "dad fund" distributed by the system; although it's not much, it adds up to over 100,000 yuan.

In addition to the initial 20 yuan living expenses given by Lin Caiwei—although some were spent, the remainder, along with various income sources…

Chen Hao silently calculated that he now had 796 million yuan in cash at his disposal!

If he earns another two million, he'll be a multi-millionaire.

When the thought flashed through his mind, Chen Hao was somewhat dazed.

Not long ago, he was worried about next month's rent, and he even felt bad about the cost of repairing his car after falling while delivering food.

Now, he has nearly eight million in cash on hand, and multiple sources of continuously growing cash flow.

"Haozi? Haozi, are you listening?" Li Qingshan called out on the other end of the phone.

"Yes." Chen Hao snapped out of his daze.

"Qingshan, keep the money in the account for now, don't touch it. Let me see if there are any other opportunities."

"Okay, okay! I'll do whatever you say!" Li Qingshan quickly replied.

"By the way, Haozi, I also need to report to you... This time I followed your lead and invested 500,000, and I made more than 370,000."

I have 870,000 in my account now! Haozi, thank you so much! If it weren't for you guiding me, I would never have earned this much money in my life!

Chen Hao laughed: "You dared to go along with it. You deserve to make money."

"No, no, no, you gave me this opportunity!" Li Qingshan said sincerely.

"Haozi, next time you're up to something, you absolutely have to take me with you! I, Li Qingshan, am sticking with you for life!"

"Alright, alright, stop being so mushy," Chen Hao said with a laugh.

"You should get some rest; it's so late. We can discuss the details tomorrow."

"Alright! Haozi, you should get some rest too!"

After ending the call, Chen Hao put his phone back on the coffee table and looked up to meet Lin Caiwei's probing gaze.

"Did you make money from stocks?" she asked, her tone tentative.

Chen Hao nodded: "I made a little money."

"Judging from your expression, it's probably more than 'a little,' isn't it?" Lin Caiwei put down her water glass and leaned forward slightly.

"Would it be convenient to say how much you earned? Of course, but if it's not convenient, then forget it."

She asked the question with some hesitation.

After all, money is a sensitive topic, and her relationship with Chen Hao is quite delicate—

They're neither husband and wife, nor just friends, but more like... a collaborator based on their daughter?

Chen Hao didn't think that much about it.

He looked at Lin Caiwei and smiled: "241 million."

The air was silent for two seconds.

Lin Caiwei blinked, thinking she had misheard: "How much?"

"241 million," Chen Hao repeated, "RMB."

This time, Lin Caiwei heard it clearly.

Her expression changed from confusion to surprise, and then to disbelief.

"You made 241 million in one go?" Her voice rose slightly.

"Um."

"This...how is this possible?" Lin Caiwei said instinctively.

"Even in the stock market, how much capital would you need to invest to make 241 million in one go? Several million, right? Where would you get that much money?"

As she said this, she suddenly seemed to remember something, and her expression changed:

"Chen Hao, you wouldn't happen to... have taken out a loan at exorbitant interest rates, would you?"

It's no wonder she thinks that way.

In her memory, Chen Hao was a food deliveryman not long ago.

Even if he later made some money writing fairy tales and songs, it was simply impossible for him to take out millions of yuan to invest in stocks all at once.

The only explanation is that he borrowed money—and it was money with very high interest rates.

Chen Hao sensed the worry in her voice, and his heart warmed. He shook his head: "No. I didn't borrow any money."

"Then where did your initial investment come from?" Lin Caiwei pressed.

"Don't tell me you made 241 million from the 20 yuan I gave you for living expenses."

"In a sense, yes," Chen Hao said.

Lin Caiwei was stunned.

Chen Hao continued:

"You gave me 20 yuan. I used that 20 yuan to start investing in stocks and made a lot of money the first time."

Then I invested all the money I earned back in, and made a lot of money again.

Then, I invested all the money I had earned back in, and repeated this process until I earned 241 million.

So you see, that 20 was indeed my initial startup capital.

He spoke of it casually, as if he were simply recounting what he had eaten that day.

But Lin Caiwei was stunned.

I never expected that Chen Hao could accumulate so much money in such a short period of time by continuously building up his initial investment of 20.

"How much money do you have now..." her voice was a little hoarse.

Chen Hao thought about it and felt there was nothing to hide:

"Including what I earned this time, plus the money I made from selling paintings and writing songs before, plus the 20 you gave me, it's about 796 million."

"796 million?" Lin Caiwei repeated the number, feeling like her tongue was tied in knots.

In less than a month, it went from 20 to 796 million?

It increased by nearly 40 times?

This can't be described as just "making money"; it's practically turning lead into gold!

"You..." She opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Finally, he managed to blurt out, "How many times have you traded stocks?"

"Four times," Chen Hao said.

"The first time was shorting Hong Kong stocks, the second time was going long on US stocks, the third time was shorting another US stock, and then there was this just now."

"Four times... and you made a profit on all of them?"

"Yeah, we made a profit."

Lin Caiwei was completely speechless.

Although she is not in the finance industry, she is in the entertainment industry and knows many friends who invest in film and television and play the stock market.

We hear too many stories about how much money someone lost, how someone got stuck with a losing position, and how someone cut their losses and left the market.

There are people who can make money by investing in stocks, but only one in ten might succeed.

She had never heard of anyone making money four times in a row.

No, let alone having heard of it, this is completely illogical!