Fishing could not be measured by Key Performance Indicators (KPIs), or else one would gain nothing. (T/N: He’s implying that setting specific performance metrics for fishing may not be appropriate, as the success or value of fishing is not easily captured by numerical goals.)
Pei Rong pocketed the lighter and earnestly advised, “Autumn is dry. It’s not suitable for outdoor cooking.”
He explained to Pei Dundun the possibility and consequences of a fire, mentioning that it could burn down their beloved orchard. Pei Dundun immediately vowed never to use a lighter again.
“Dad will cook a bowl of instant noodles for you.” Pei Rong shifted his son’s attention away from fishing, hiding his frustration at not catching any fish.
Pei Ge swallowed and his big, round pupils were full of excitement. “Really?”
Among all the things Dad cooked, instant noodles were the best, but Dad said kids shouldn’t eat too much of it.
Pei Rong put down the fishing rod, picked up the small milk pot on the ground, and said, “Let’s go.”
Pei Ge followed like a little tail, chattering non-stop, “Dad is really good, I love Dad, Dad looks the best, I love Dad the most...”
Pei Rong’s skill in making instant noodles is straightforward. He casually checked the refrigerator to see what soup was left from lunch, heated it up, added a noodle block, cracked an egg into it without any seasoning, and for Pei Ge, he let it cook a bit longer, about three minutes until it was a bit overcooked.
Pei Dundun, holding a fork, enjoyed it immensely. After all, no one else could cook like his dad!
Pei Rong unabashedly accepted his son’s praise, taking more than half from his son’s bowl.
Pei Ge ate without reservation, lifting the egg with his fork. “Dad, take a bite.”
Pei Rong took a big bite of the egg white. “There you go, thanks, son.”
The father and son were having their meal when Pei Rong’s phone vibrated. He received the financial statement for Greenwood Manor’s income and expenses from last month.
During the time he spent with his child, Pei Rong self-studied some accounting knowledge, which didn’t seem difficult.
Strictly speaking, the manor was still operating at a loss last month, but according to the estate manager, it was expected to turn a profit starting this month. With the clear and crisp autumn weather, the fragrance of fruits and woods, and the upcoming Mid-Autumn Festival, it’s very suitable for some family outings and expenditures.
Pei Rong flipped through the operational report, thinking that even though the manor’s economic situation was improving, it wouldn’t be possible to recoup the investment costs in the short term. Most of his funds were tied up in this project, and the balance in his bank account was the lowest it had been since he became a star.
Hmm... with Pei Ge around, even a salted fish should try different financial methods.
For example, allocate some stocks and bonds.
Pei Rong, who usually only kept substantial bills, felt a bit distressed. After some effort, he managed to retrieve his securities account—the one opened at the insistence of Lu Qin.
Following Lu Qin’s stock code list, he bought a few shares each, totaling a few tens of thousands of yuan.
Over two years later, the account had a surplus of 10%.
Pei Rong carefully looked at those stocks. Since he bought them, they had been rising for a while. However, because he neglected them and missed Lu Qin’s suggestion to sell at the peak, they experienced a significant drop after the surge. Several of them were now in a lost state.
The stock market had changed a lot in two years, and Pei Rong couldn’t manage his finances based on Lu Qin’s initial advice.
Salted fish Pei frowned unhappily, thinking he could still do this homework.
Looking at the colorful K-line charts, Pei Rong sighed slowly.
Pei Dundun savored the instant noodles, cherishing each bite. When there was only one noodle left, he couldn’t manage to pick it up with the fork. He abandoned the utensil and used his two fingers to quickly pinch it and put it into his mouth.
“Tasty.”
Pei Rong watched his son enjoying the food. “Some kids can be hackers at the age of three.”
Whenever Pei Ge was about to be scolded, Jiang Yan often sent him screenshots of some ‘Three years later, she returns to the country in a high-profile manner with a three-year-old treasure, and her ex goes crazy’ advertisements from social media. He would console him, saying, “Wait until he reaches the age to become a hacker.”
Pei Dundun didn’t understand what a hacker was but loved to join in. “Daddy, I’m one and a half years old.”
Less than two years was one and a half years.
Uncle Jiang said the younger, the less likely to get beaten.
Pei Rong pondered, “At one and a half, you can invest in stocks.”
Pei Dundun: “Invest in what? Is it tasty?”
If it’s tasty, he could learn.
Pei Rong opened a stock concept video and placed it in front of Pei Dundun. “You have half an hour to study.”
“Okay.”
Pei Xiaoge confidently watched the video.
Oh, it’s not about cooking...
After half an hour, he scratched his cheek, a slight confusion in his beautiful eyes.
Seemed like he understood, yet it also seemed like he didn’t.
As long as the line went up, it’s a good thing, right?
Pei Rong opened the stock homepage, snapped his fingers, “Time’s up, choose stocks.”
He didn’t really expect Pei Ge to understand stocks. He just felt that stock trading relied on luck, and perhaps Pei Dundun had a bit of beginner’s luck.
Pei Xiaoge’s sharp black and white eyes turned around. Even if he didn’t fully understand, what was stage fright? These two words were not in his dictionary.
His round fingers sequentially tapped on the popular stocks. There were cute dimples on the back of his hand, long eyelashes half-drooped, showing a hint of seriousness.
After a while, he confidently said, “Dad, buy this one.”
Pei Rong focused his gaze: Lu Energy.
— As a leading stock continuously on the rise, it’s easy for Pei Ge to capture and favor it on the homepage.
Hmm, was this the telepathy between father and son?
He suddenly remembered Secretary Gao once telling him: “Investing in Lu Energy is always a win.” And before he left, Lu Qin had indeed been strategically planning on Lu Energy. He even personally spent a month in Siberia.
Considering Lu Energy’s consistently stable rise, the stock chosen by Pei Ge, and the company managed by Lu Qin, from any perspective, Pei Rong had no reason to hesitate. He directly invested half of his wealth.
Even according to the law, Lu Qin should pay him and Pei Ge some alimony.
Direct payment was unlikely, so how about some indirect compensation?
After Pei Rong finished the transaction, he kissed Pei Dundun and said, “If it rises, I’ll buy you ice cream.”
Pei Dundun was also full of anticipation.
There was no reason not to enjoy ice cream!
***
Secretary Gao, who had previously handled Pei Rong’s affairs, immediately knew the immediate changes made by Pei Rong’s actions.
Over the past two years, he had been working in a subsidiary. Today, taking advantage of official business, he returned to the headquarters. If Lu Qin saw him today without frowning, he wouldn’t have to go back to the subsidiary company.
While waiting for a conversation with Lu Qin, Secretary Gao looked at the text messages on his phone and became somewhat cautious.
When he initially told Pei Rong that buying Lu Energy would never go wrong, it meant, “Although President Lu gave you a list of sure-to-rise stocks, if you want to please Lu Qin, now you should set aside everything else, get into Lu Energy, and show your trust in Lu Qin’s work ability.”
A trust backed by real money and silver was something no man could dislike.
Although the probability of loss was low, stocks, in general, couldn’t always rise. There would be periodic adjustments. If Pei Rong lost a few cents in Lu Energy, Lu Qin could compensate him with one or two hundred million.
Catching President Lu, that was the real no-loss.
It seemed that Pei Rong didn’t care about his hint back then. Was this a signal now?
Secretary Gao secretly mocked himself. Damn, he was really worrying like a eunuch.
The office faintly echoed with sounds, and another secretary’s voice came through: “The President and Miss Lin will have dinner at Greenwood Manor the day after tomorrow at 5 o’clock. Do I need to book a room?”
Lu Qin, immersed in his work, replied, “We’ll discuss that later. Let Secretary Gao come in.”
Secretary Gao turned off his phone and stood up, smoothing out the wrinkles in his clothes.
It seemed like President Lu was going on a blind date. Now might not be the best time to mention Pei Rong.
Avoiding the topic of Pei Rong, he might successfully navigate through this situation today.
Mr. Pei’s timing for buying stocks didn’t seem to be ideal.
