My Life with Narration-Chapter 370 - 367: Entering a Chain of Events

As for social death, well, after experiencing it multiple times, you get used to it. For three whole days, he hadn’t seen Shen Yi appear in front of him.

Even in the morning when going to work, Shen Yi drove herself to the company, causing him to have to take Da Huang over. Just as he reached the entrance, Shen Yi sent a message saying she had given herself a vacation, salary intact, without deduction.

If it wasn’t for the last sentence, he would have thought he got fired.

It would have been insane to fire a secretary out of nowhere, who would argue with that?

But since Shen Yi, as the boss, was a bit embarrassed, he couldn’t just slap his boss’s face as an employee, right?

Then he just enjoyed a three-day break and lazily coasted into Saturday.

He didn’t visit the police station to check the progress of the case, nor did he choose to go home. The reason? His dad specifically messaged him, asking him not to come home and disturb their couple time unless it was a big deal.

With the son graduated and the daughter off to college, the two old folks at home were suddenly liberated. Calling the annoying son back would only add to their troubles.

Even his mom messaged him, saying there’s no need to worry about home, and he should hang around Shen Yi, aiming to become a couple soon, hopefully setting the wedding by the end of the year, or better yet, already expecting a baby.

For young people, it’s perfectly normal for sparks to fly, and if a baby comes along, how could they not want it?

As for those three days, he just stayed at home for three days, feeling like his whole being was elevated.

The key point was that no one disturbed him; every day was just eating and sleeping. Of course, he couldn’t give up on work; now his stock market funds had totaled over 3.5 million.

Awesome, simply awesome.

Though most of the money wasn’t his yet, even counting his own money, it’s still over a hundred thousand. Mainly because the stock market had been just average recently, otherwise, it could have been more.

But he wasn’t too concerned about that. After all, there was no way he’d incur a loss. However, due to the increased capital, the narrator reminded him not to invest too much in buying stocks at once; large-cap stocks were okay, but for small-cap stocks, this amount of capital could easily attract attention.

Once institutions probed a few times, they’d figure out your intention, and then you’d become a target for hunting.

This was the first time in recent days he learned that stocks could be besieged and devoured.

If small fry took a slice in the stock market, no one would really notice, but large sums were different, which could even influence the market trend.

After all, there were plenty of wealthy people in the country. If money ruled, stocks wouldn’t be played by anyone; it’d just be about who had more money to spare.

Forgetting the three million he had, even ten million wouldn’t cut it in small caps. As long as he dared to press, someone would come eye him and mark him as a target.

The operating principle was simple: many people would sell, suppressing prices, and when the stock price fell below your purchase price, they’d buy it back, keeping you perpetually at a loss.

A harsh player might swallow you whole in one gulp, while a weaker one would nibble away at you slowly. In any case, it’s very risky in there; even with the narrator with him, buying in bulk would attract attention and create variables.

So after continuous learning these few days, he did find a coping strategy. Now he would allocate most of the funds into large-cap stocks.

With hundreds of millions, even billions invested in those with a market value of hundreds of billions or even trillions, it wouldn’t cause even the slightest ripple. Here, the narrator wouldn’t be skewed by his actions, which meant its accuracy remained, allowing him to continue making steady money with its abilities.

The remaining smaller portion would be invested in small-cap stocks with larger gains, happily making money.

In small caps, smaller amounts of capital wouldn’t attract attention.

In the stock market, every day’s a play of big fish eating little fish, little fish eating shrimp.

Previously, the narrator hadn’t alerted him because the money he had wasn’t enough to attract the attention of big capital, but now, his few millions had caught the attention of capital in small caps, prompting the reminder.

However, he still hadn’t encountered the bull market he was yearning for. If he did, he’d definitely go all in for once to have a taste.

He even thought that if circumstances allowed, he would like to use leverage to try it out. That’s how big gains are made, after all.

"Ah~~~ finally done!" Sitting before the computer, Su Qing stretched a big lazy stretch, as he had just uploaded the video of the time when Tang Nan brought the big yellow dog to visit the set of Sister No Big Deal’s production.

A week had passed, whether or not the other party moved, he posted first as a gesture of respect. This video was longer and featured more characters.

Some were well-known industry artists, like Sister No Big Deal, and some artists from her company who had acted before and gained some popularity. There were also some newcomers never seen in the market before.

Da Huang wove through with a mischievous gait, lingering under the skirts of various young ladies, thoroughly enjoying himself.

He also kept the same headline style as before for the video.

Shocking, Officer Huang does this kind of thing to a female artist...

A true headline grabber, yet the audience loved it. The video content wasn’t overly stunning, merely Da Huang’s day-to-day on set interspersed with some interesting stories.

If you’re going to ride the wave of popularity, there’s no need for personal talent, right? Certainly not; just do what a dog does. Are they watching for the dog? No, it’s the celebrities they’re interested in.

This time, the video’s length was over six minutes; ever since he switched from doing movie commentary, it was the first time he released a video this long, and the effect was quite good.

"Here it comes, finally updated, I’ve been waiting for ages!"

"Emma, if you don’t update, I would think Qiang has fallen into a cesspit."

"Giao, has Huang entered the Kingdom of Women?"

"If you’re not using your eyes, donate them. This is clearly a film crew. Did Huang become an actor?"

"Wah hoo~~ Sister is here, call me mama, sis is a pervert!"

These kinds of comments are obviously from people who haven’t watched the video, just commenting to stake a claim.

"Oh my God, sister Mi, Huang has latched onto sister Mi. Shut your dog’s mouth and let me lick!"

"I’m really angry. I’m truly angry this time. Before, I could comfort myself by thinking my future girlfriend could be pretty too, but this time, I’m really breaking down!"

"Was that just Reba? A flash and gone."

"Huang first successfully broke into the entertainment industry, and so quickly mingled into a film crew?"

"Hahaha, Binbin got despised, I saw it!"

"Wow, being a dog sure is great. You can crawl under the girls’ skirts without any restraints!"

"Hey, let me take your dog head!"

"What’s Qiang exactly doing? He’s a policeman, then in the entertainment industry, and now even bringing a dog into a film crew. The craziest thing is that he’s still on duty, kill me!"

"Huh? Isn’t this sister Mi’s new drama? I just saw the makeup photos posted on Weibo!"

Soon someone realized that this was the film crew for sister Mi’s new drama, and the discussion atmosphere became lively.

With the boost of a public figure, the stats for this project are growing at a terrifying speed, soaring to the hot search within less than two hours.

Because of this, he even received a few messages on WeChat, all checking in on him, from his sister Su He, from Wang Xing, and even his coworkers, and both Du Qiang and Zhu Lili took the time to reply to him.

After doing all this, he felt much more relaxed.

Just then, his phone dinged.

Seeing it was a message from Liu Shuzhu, whom he hadn’t contacted in a long time, he was a little surprised. Although they had re-added each other on WeChat, their relationship couldn’t go back to what it was, there was always an inexplicable distance.

"Are you there? Got time this evening? The weather’s nice these days, wanna go out for a walk and grab some food?"

The greeting alone showed their relationship had drifted. After all, who greets someone with so much at once?

Simply put, she might feel like sending it separately might bother him. If he doesn’t see it and doesn’t reply, she’d feel awkward to keep sending messages. Better to say it all at once.

It’s important to know that she never used to send messages like this.

Although he didn’t have plans for the evening, he thought about it and decided to decline. Going out for dinner with an ex always feels a bit odd.

When he typed ’Maybe another day, I have to work tonight’ on his phone and was about to hit send, the narration in his head rang. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

[Every choice comes with sacrifices and gains. Zhang Heng, who has been out of touch for days, has returned to Jiangcheng City and will appear in the eastern suburbs]

The sudden narration made his hand pause, and his mind began to whirl.

Zhang Heng, that man is back, and will appear in the eastern suburbs. What will he do? Is there any connection with Liu Shuzhu? If not, will he run into him if he goes?

But he quickly figured it out. As long as he goes, there is a high probability of encountering him; otherwise, the narration wouldn’t have come out to remind him.

But it’s unlikely to be related to Liu Shuzhu, given that the decision to go lies solely on him. Even if it’s related, it’s likely just an incidental encounter.

With that, he began to think about whether to inform Li Zijun and them, after all, he’s a murderer, but the man isn’t in the eastern suburbs yet, and he doesn’t even know where he’ll show up, reporting this early would be too hasty.

Would calling the police really make a scene and scare him away?

Ultimately he found that this problem was unsolvable. He was a variable himself, the narrative didn’t inherently have predictions about him because things could change. The narration could only extrapolate on things that were certain to happen.

After thinking for a while, he deleted the message on his phone and retyped it.

"Sure, what time tonight? Where should we meet?"

Since he himself couldn’t be predicted as a variable, he’d participate, using his choices to filter out the variable, thereby making a decision.

The moment he sent the message, the narration rang again.

[You are entering a series of events participation, your every choice will determine Zhang Heng’s fate, even the length of his life. The outcome will be completely different.]

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