Chapter 1315 - 1187: When the Phone Rings

Chapter 1315: Chapter 1187: When the Phone Rings

At the dining table, Zhang Guoqing noticed a hint of unnaturalness in his father-in-law’s eyes, and somewhat understood, so he quickly changed the subject, focusing on his three sons.

"Your mom has already cooked mugwort soup, go take a bath after eating."

"Alright. Dad, are there dragon boat races in the South now?"

"Want to go?"

"Haha, can’t leave, just asking."

Zhang Guoqing didn’t know much about it either, "There should be, you’ll know by asking your classmates from the South."

"We went there this morning, my grandmaster said today the warm weather should be good for going out for a walk. The old man wants to sneak out again, should I mention it to my mom?"

"Don’t say anything yet. I’ll go there tonight to see if Mr. Tan and the others are planning any new exploits recently? At their age, wanting to go out, your mom won’t be at ease."

"My brother and I already asked, Mr. Tan said the old man just wants to hold little babies, my brother needs to get married."

Ping’an, affected by the conversation, glared at his brother and immediately started eating his zongzi: Hmm, zongzi still tastes the best, sticky but not tough, and perfectly seasoned sweet and salty.

Zhang Guoqing amusingly glanced at his youngest son, "Alright, as long as you can convince your eldest brother. If you’re dutiful, you should find a wife yourself."

"Me?" May 1st pointed to himself and chuckled,"I’m the youngest, at least wait for my younger brother to get married before considering it."

Liu Yi rolled his eyes at him, "That’s why you’re not dutiful!"

Zhou Xiaozheng listened to their father-son conversation, smiling and shaking his head.

Miao Lishan hung up the phone and came over with her daughter, just in time to hear these twins squabbling, and laughed happily, "What are you two up to now?"

All three brothers simultaneously replied, "Nothing."

This concerns their own interests, so they can’t afford not to stand together. According to their observations, their grandmother has recently been quite envious of those sniffling little babies.

Ping’an quickly placed a peeled zongzi in Miao Lishan’s bowl, "Grandma, your favorite egg yolk zongzi. Eat it while it’s hot; it tastes better warm."

"Yeah, the cold sweet ones are tasty."

"Eat more." Miao Lishan looked at May 1st with some melancholy, "By this time next year, who knows if you’ll be able to come back home for the festival?"

"Grandma, isn’t it unlike you to forget? We have money, we can come back anytime."

Miao Lishan was amused by him, smiling immediately.

Receiving the zongzi handed over by Zhang Guoqing, Zhou Jiao smiled at him, feeling like she had forgotten something, couldn’t recall just yet, and shook her head, putting it aside.

After lunch, the family each went to wash with mugwort bath and then napped. Zhou Jiao felt sleepy and forgot something once more, contemplating the family dinner at the old house before sleeping.

The family saw her busy since dawn, so during the afternoon work hours, they didn’t wake her, letting her rest as she had today off.

Even the Ping’an Brothers, to avoid any friends disturbing her rest, went early with Aunt Chen to help arrange the dinner at the old house.

That nap left Zhou Jiao sleeping deeply and obliviously, until Miao Lishan reminded about early leave again, she was unaware and silent, even when Zhang Guoqing checked on her, seeing her sleeping with rosy cheeks.

Seeing this, Zhang Guoqing was anxious, quickly checked her forehead, and felt relieved—fortunately, disoriented and not catching a cold.

Awakening from a delightful sleep, Zhou Jiao felt a familiar presence, opened her sleepy eyes, and giggled lightly, "How come you’re not at work? What time is it..."

Before finishing her sentence, she quickly became alert, sprang up, and looked outside the window, only to see thick curtains drawn, she gave Zhang Guoqing a playful glare.

"Don’t hurry, it’s just past four now. Mom and the kids have gone there already, it’s okay if you go later. Do you feel better?"

"Yes, refreshed." Zhou Jiao lifted the thin blanket and got out of bed, "Can’t deny age, could pull consecutive all-nighters before, no issue."

"You’re overthinking, my wife is still young and fresh."

Elated by the compliment, Zhou Jiao smiled with eyes curved warmly, "Consider this my birthday gift. Wait, I’ll wash up and leave."

Zhang Guoqing smiled watching her go to the bathroom and didn’t mention that the birthday gift was already prepared in their small courtyard at the old house.

Let it be a surprise.

As the couple prepared to leave downstairs, not too early or late, the phone rang.

Upon hearing, not his father-in-law’s special line, Zhang Guoqing casually picked up the phone in the living room and before speaking, heard Miao Tianming’s voice inside.

"Sis, sis, is that you?"

Surprised, he raised an eyebrow, "It’s me, your Brother Xiao Wu. Did you get bitten by a dog, speak slowly, what’s got you so worked up?"

"Oh brother, my dear brother, listen, hear that, the TV sound..."

Zhang Guoqing’s expression darkened, this rascal was intentionally mocking him, wasn’t he? Beyond Russian and English, who knows what’s jabbering away on the phone?

"Where’s my sister, call her over, there are really big strikes over there, the TV news is all about local workers organizing demonstrations."

Beside him, Zhou Jiao upon hearing this, clapped her hands once. She said she felt like forgetting something, isn’t today June 25th, hasn’t the event arrived, her money-making plan is back on!

"Hold on." Zhang Guoqing handed over the phone to her, "Don’t get all worked up!"

"Yes, yes, it’s just starting now." Zhou Jiao took a deep breath, "It’s me, remain calm, it is crucial you stay safe and don’t go locally!"

"Sis, I already had them encrypt the international calls." Miao Tianming estimated domestic calls were being specially monitored, and hesitated to say too much, "That country is completely messed up, nationwide general strike."

"The best show is about to begin! Don’t fret, keep steady."

"But I’m so excited, all sorts of rumors in the market now. If it goes as planned... sis, hmm, hehe, my hands are shaking."

Knowing his excitement, in truth, not only him, even Zhou Jiao herself was quite enthused. She had been waiting for this day for a long time.

Prepared for two whole years for this day, ordering them for quiet entry over half a year, during which Efra had been taking her salary meaninglessly.

"Keep your mentality steady, more money is just numbers, instruct Efra and the team to keep a low profile, focus on safety, don’t attract too much attention or it’ll be truly hard to leave."

"Okay, this time, any time limit?"

"Little brother, no time limit this time, I estimate it’ll last at least a year, just keep track of the big trend."

"Sis, you mean..."

"Yes, that’s what I mean. If there’s still capital available on your end, just make moves in these couple of days, it’s too late afterward, easy to be targeted."

"Got it! Anything else to add?"

"No more, let’s see what Efra and the team can do next."

After giving brief arrangements over the phone, Zhou Jiao hung up.

She trusted.

With professionals like Efra, under clear short selling operations, they were able to outperform her half-baked understanding, knowing better how to achieve maximum gains.