Chapter 37 Sheng Xin Is Not Worth It!

Deifying someone, creating a role model, setting a goal! Zhang Long's sudden transformation and breakout happened to coincide perfectly with Chairman Zhu’s push for the independent operation of the trading department.

With such a trading prodigy as an example of achievement, the significance of the trading department was highlighted. Thus, the department began to receive strong support and promotion, elevating Zhang Long as a standard-bearer.

Managers and directors alike were merely tools for Chairman Zhu to consolidate Zhang Long, supporting a trusted protégé.

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“The atmosphere feels off,” Liang Xue’s eyes were filled with suspicion. The other five team managers had been looking at their Team Three strangely these past few days, clearly harboring ill intentions.

Even the managers from Flying Eagle and Pioneer teams started acting oddly, prompting her to question what was going on.

“It’s nothing—let it be,” Zhang Long’s gaze flickered, and he shrugged lightly. “It’s not hard to guess. If the atmosphere is tense, it’s likely because something unknown has happened at the upper echelons—perhaps a disagreement or even a struggle.”

“Team managers are the backbone of the middle layer; they’ll definitely be interviewed to clarify their stance and make choices.”

“The situation is about to change,” Liang Xue frowned slightly. The answer was already obvious: something involving the independence of the trading department had hit a snag, or maybe there was a contest for control.

Ordinary employees wouldn’t think much of it, since overthinking wouldn’t help, but team managers were different.

Middle management—pillars of the company.

There was also Zhou Yu and Shao Kang!

Liang Xue glanced at the two, busy assisting the team with orders, and suspected they had become turncoats. Otherwise, they would have at least communicated with Zhang Long, who had indirectly revived them, but they hadn’t.

“What will you do?” Liang Xue looked up at Zhang Long, her heart already clear about what was to come. “If nothing unexpected happens, even if the trading department becomes independent, your promotion to director will likely fall through.”

“What does Chairman Zhu say?” Zhang Long shook his head. Old Zhu had no reason to say anything or give an explanation, since he had never explicitly promised Zhang Long a promotion to director after the trading department was established, even if he had ambiguously hinted at it before.

The workplace is ever-changing and unpredictable.

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October 26th, Friday.

A busy week was drawing to a close; there would be no need for overtime this weekend. At the same time, the high-level power struggle at Shengxin had reached its finale: Chairman Zhu had lost.

The trading department would be established under Chairman You’s dual management, still within the investment department, winning the majority’s preference.

As for the investment department, a new leader was appointed—another veteran director of the company. Old Zhu was completely ousted from management, the tides had turned.

Without allies, Chairman You alone could not have easily displaced Chairman Zhu.

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“Call Zhang Long over…”

Chairman You instructed his assistant to summon Zhang Long, his tone clearly indifferent—after all, Zhang Long was merely a lucky beneficiary of Old Zhu’s deification, and his journey ended here.

“Chairman You, you asked for me?” Zhang Long entered after knocking, and immediately sensed what was coming.

“Hmm, you look energetic.” Chairman You nodded calmly, his praise perfunctory. “The trading department will be established next Monday. The eight trading supervisors will work together, and I hope Manager Zhang will continue to excel and achieve even greater results.”

“From now on, frontline clients will be matched to trading supervisors based on voluntary choice. Whoever maintains the best performance will naturally attract the teams.”

“Everything will be determined by ability.”

Zhang Long nodded—he had no issue with this. The trading department needed competition; success couldn’t be guaranteed by just coasting.

Previously, clients were matched only with their team’s trading supervisor, which often led to complacency.

As for whether he became trading department director, it didn’t matter. He was set to resign at the end of next month anyway, and most of his long-term clients would break even or profit, which was enough.

He had honored his predecessor, and owed the company nothing more; there was no reason or need to stay.

If he were the protagonist of a novel, continuing to work would drive readers away—might as well let the world collapse.

But unexpectedly, in the very next moment...

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“Oh, right, Manager Zhang…”

Just as Zhang Long thought nothing was amiss and prepared to leave, Chairman You suddenly remembered something and spoke in a serious tone: “Recently you’ve received several complaints—your trading is too frequent, raising suspicions of commission-churning…”

“It wouldn’t matter if clients didn’t lose money, but the issue is that losses have occurred while commissions remain high.”

“Take note.”

Zhang Long’s gaze hardened, and he nodded.

Before he could respond or explain, Chairman You continued sternly, “Given these circumstances, this month’s performance for Flying Eagle and Pioneer teams has nothing to do with you.”

“Do you have any objections?”

Whether this was a show of force or suppression, Zhang Long was unexpectedly not angry. The truth of the complaints was irrelevant, and even if they were true, it wasn’t a major issue—his clients had lost little, comparatively.

The other five teams had suffered massive losses.

His clients were, relatively speaking, much better off. The obedient ones were mostly making profits; only the disobedient ones lost, bringing it upon themselves.

Chairman You’s intent, aside from suppression, was to win back Flying Eagle and Pioneer teams entirely.

Is conscience more important than money?

In September, Zhang Long had taken half the trading commission from those two teams. Now that Chairman You was returning it, the teams were naturally pleased.

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Zhang Long alone took the hit, while sixteen people from Flying Eagle and Pioneer teams benefited—this maneuver was crude and cold.

“Chairman You, I do have an objection!” Zhang Long smiled. “When Flying Eagle and Pioneer teams were restructured, their capabilities were clear—they were all eliminated employees. I won’t deny their hard work in September, but I put in effort too. Even if not merit, there was toil. Is it fair to wipe that away?”

“A bit excessive, isn’t it?”

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The office fell silent, Zhang Long’s gaze was steady, Chairman You remained indifferent.

“It’s reasonable.”

Chairman You snorted coldly, his eyes sharp. “You know very well how your commissions are earned. Guiding clients into frequent trades despite losses—if clients really make trouble, can you take responsibility? You’d end up in jail.”

“And that short-term guide!”

“It’s based on the company’s analyst team’s daily stock recommendations, right? I haven’t even pursued your unauthorized additions of personal opinions.”

“Violation of regulations—other five teams couldn’t even reference your guide. Selfishness.”

“Remember this, Zhang Long…”

Chairman You concluded, “If not for your contributions to the company’s performance, I could strip your manager title. Be content.”

“That’s enough, no more talking. Otherwise, you won’t be manager anymore. Close the door on your way out.”

Zhang Long remained calm, almost amused.

He had originally planned to finish next month and leave perfectly, but now it seemed pointless. Some clients weren’t worth considering, and Shengxin wasn’t worth serving anymore. Most old clients had nearly broken even, which was more than enough.

Chen Youwei had himself to blame—he hadn’t profited and was trapped in losses by Tuo Hai Energy, but the losses weren’t significant.

Zhang Lizhen started the month with 800,000 yuan!

After three weeks, she had earned 1.45 million. Initially, Zhang Long planned for her to break even next month and earn a bit more as a gift for her soon-to-be-born child, but now it was up to fate—he’d done his best.

Qian Caiying, she was lucky.

She had invested 5.5 million, and by the end of September, her account had grown to 6.7 million—a net profit of 1.2 million. After three weeks of trading in October, it had nearly reached 8 million.

The luckiest of all—farewell.

He was leaving; Shengxin was not worth it!

PS: For those interested, scene highlights have been added as video Easter eggs at the end of Chapter 35, Chapter 25, and Chapter 13. Worth checking out—they’re excellent.