Seven years ago, Jiang Xu was an intern who was too poor to afford a meal. Shen Qingyun said, "I'll wait for you until ten o'clock." He didn't come. It's not that I don't want to come, it's just that the boss asked me to keep track of the market until early in the morning. When he ran downstairs to her all soaked, the lights went out and the person left.
Seven years later, Jiang Xu became the youngest gold medal trader in the industry, controlling tens of billions of funds. Shen Qingyun appeared at the merger and acquisition negotiation table as Party A's financial advisor. She was calm and professional, wearing a three-carat wedding ring on her ring finger. She is married to the second generation of a tens of billions real estate company, and he is accompanied by a female intern who looks very much like her when she was young.
Two people who climbed up from the bottom, one uses mathematical models to understand the world, and the other uses financial statements to measure life. They were supposed to never meet again in this life, but every confrontation in the capital market pushed them towards each other. He was used to shorting everything, but found that he could never hedge his feelings for her; she thought she could forget the past by marrying the right person, but she thought of that rainy night at three o'clock every morning.
This is a war about time, class and choice. When the K-line of love hits the bottom, can they still bounce back?
