Su Yue hadn’t been optimistic about the Changming Times stock in the first place. She had only followed Song Zhining’s lead in buying it yesterday, yet to her surprise, it had already surged today—tripling in value in just one morning.  

Song Zhining leaned in to take a look. It had really gone up? So, Qin Rouxia’s promised reward was actually true?  

Then again, of course it was true. How could Qin Rouxia, who came from the future, not know?  

Besides, she had saved Lele. Qin Rouxia wouldn’t give her fake information. The app’s description also stated that all rewards were guaranteed to be genuine and effective.  

If Qin Rouxia was telling the truth, and the return was over tenfold, then her 10,000 yuan could turn into over 100,000 yuan—enough to cover her father’s medical expenses.  

Suppressing her excitement, Song Zhining whispered, “Su Yue, don’t tell anyone else.”  

Su Yue nodded in understanding. The office was full of colleagues who schemed against each other, and relationships were generally superficial. She, too, reined in her excitement and returned to her desk.  

Inside the office, coworkers were still debating whether to buy Changming Times when the market reopened in the afternoon, but they were worried that a rapid rise might be followed by a steep drop.  

Changming Times was a company that researched new metal materials. Though it had been listed for years, it wasn’t particularly large, and there had even been rumors of bankruptcy and acquisition. Now, it had been bought out by the Hengsheng Group, which was why the company and its stock had flown under the radar before.  

But after skyrocketing threefold this morning, it had suddenly caught everyone’s attention.  

During lunch, Song Zhining opened Xuanyin—the country’s largest livestreaming platform—and saw countless posts about Changming Times. The comments section was filled with hesitation and skepticism, with many expressing doubts.  

Against most expectations, Changming Times continued to rise in the afternoon, albeit at a slower pace than in the morning.  

“Xiao Ning, do you think we should sell when the market opens tomorrow morning?” Su Yue was also worried about a potential drop.  

“Su Yue, if you trust me, hold onto it for now. I’m planning to sell on Friday afternoon.”  

Su Yue’s eyes widened. “You think it’ll keep rising for two more days?”  

“Yes.”  

“…” Was that even possible?  

On Thursday, Su Yue hesitated but ultimately decided not to sell. After all, she had only bought the stock because of Song Zhining’s recommendation. Now, she would stick with her.  

Who could have predicted that the stock would surge several times over again that day?  

Nearly the entire office—and netizens on Xuanyin—were buzzing about the stock. Many were pouring money into the market.  

“Hengsheng Group actually acquired Changming Times at a premium dozens of times over.”  

“No way… Changming Times really developed a new metal material? Not only is it widely applicable for civilian use, but it can also be used in aerospace…”  

“No wonder the stock’s gone crazy. Should I jump in and buy some too?”  

“But seriously, the prices are rising so ridiculously—haven’t the relevant authorities investigated it?”

In fact, the relevant authorities had already begun investigating since yesterday’s surge in Changming Times, but the results showed everything was normal. Not only that, some insiders were even urging others to buy in despite the skyrocketing prices!  

Most netizens hesitated when they saw the price multiply so drastically, and that hesitation kept them from making the purchase.  

Then on Friday, another bombshell dropped about Changming Times.  

The new metal material developed by Changming Times had secured a massive contract with the government, with most of the supply to be allocated to national projects.  

This news sent Changming Times’ stock price soaring to another peak.  

By the afternoon, the stock price had surged to fifteen times its original value.  

Only then did the majority of netizens finally believe that Changming Times was truly on the rise—and that a bull market had arrived. Countless users rushed to open trading accounts, scrambling to gather funds and dive into the stock market.  

“Su Yue, I think I’m going to sell,” Song Zhining whispered.  

“Already? Shouldn’t we wait a bit longer?” What if the surge continued? Even just one more day of skyrocketing could mean tens of thousands more in profit.  

Song Zhining shook her head. “No, this is enough. Su Yue, it’s better to secure the profits while we can.”  

“Alright, then I’ll sell mine too.”  

Soon, Su Yue gritted her teeth and sold her shares. Her initial investment of 10,000 yuan had ballooned to 150,000 yuan. In just three days, it felt like a dream—her face flushed with excitement.  

Meanwhile, their office colleagues were lamenting their hesitation days earlier. If only they had bought Changming Times’ stock, they could’ve multiplied their money over tenfold by now.  

Little did they know, right in their very office, two people they barely paid attention to—Su Yue and Song Zhining—had quietly bought and sold, pocketing over a hundred thousand yuan in profit.  

“Zhining, how did you know Changming Times would rise like this? It’s almost like you had insider knowledge of the future.”  

Song Zhining’s heart skipped a beat, and she lowered her head silently. Because in truth, she *did* know the future.  

Staring at the 150,000 yuan now in her bank account after selling the stocks, her eyes welled up with tears.  

Finally, I can pay back Dad’s medical bills. 

At that moment, she was absolutely certain—the Future Commission App that had bound itself to her was real. She didn’t know why it had chosen an ordinary person like her, but she was deeply grateful.  

She resolved that if any future commissions came her way, she would do her utmost to fulfill them.  

Remembering the 30,000 yuan she owed Su Yue, she immediately wanted to repay her.  

“No need,” Su Yue said. “You just helped me earn 150,000 yuan—consider that 30,000 debt cleared. Just let me in on any promising stocks you spot in the future, okay?”  

No matter how much Song Zhining insisted, Su Yue refused to take the money, declaring the 30,000 yuan debt forgiven.  

Song Zhining: Fine. If there’s ever another opportunity to make money, I’ll make sure to bring you in, Su Yue.  

With the funds secured, Song Zhining first transferred tuition fees for her twin brothers.  

As for the medical bills, she needed to pay those in person at the hospital.  

“Zhining, come to my office for a moment.” 

Right after her shift, just as Song Zhining was about to rush to the hospital, her manager, Zhang Pu, called her in.  

Instantly, the entire office cast meaningful glances her way.  

Everyone had heard the rumors about the manager’s interest in Song Zhining.  

“Zhining, do you want me to go in with you?” Su Yue asked, concerned.  

“No need. I’ll be out soon.”

The moment she entered the office, Zhang Pu tried to grab her hand, but Song Zhining sidestepped him.  

Unfazed, Zhang Pu leaned back in his chair—his bulky frame sinking the plush office seat several centimeters deeper—and eyed her with a greasy, lecherous smirk, his narrow, beady eyes raking over her.  

“Zhining, have you thought about what we discussed last time?” 

“Manager, my answer hasn’t changed. I won’t agree.” She suppressed a shudder.  

“Won’t agree?” Zhang Pu’s voice dripped with faux concern. “Think carefully, Zhining. Do you really want to throw away your job? I heard your father’s hospitalized—money must be tight. I could help you. You do realize how hard it is to find work these days, don’t you? Even PhDs struggle.”  

Song Zhining’s expression darkened. He’s done his homework—going straight for my weakest spot. 

For a fleeting moment, she felt grateful—for the mysterious app, for Qin Rouxia’s payout that had saved her. Without them, she might have had no choice but to yield.  

“I know. That’s why—”

Just as Zhang Pu thought she was about to relent, Song Zhining slapped a resignation letter onto his desk.  

“—I’m quitting.”