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Chapter 798 Shut up
Pujiang Dream
The bus bumped along the winding mountain road. Lin Xia looked at the stilt house gradually receding through the cracked window. In the morning mist, her mother's figure became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a vague black dot on the mountainside. She clenched the straps of her backpack, which contained 2020 yuan collected by the whole village and a wrinkled letter of recommendation - it was written by the only senior in the county who was admitted to Tsinghua University to a professor at Shanghai University of Finance and Economics. "Girl, we have arrived at the final stop." The driver's shout brought her back to reality. Lin Xia took a deep breath and stepped into Shanghai South Railway Station. The glass curtain wall in front of her reflected the dazzling sunlight, and the flow of people rushed in like a tide, carrying her forward. On the subway platform, the roar of the escalator made her instinctively step back until she heard an impatient urging from behind: "Get out of the way!" Three months later, Lin Xia stayed up all night in the school library. Her notebook was densely filled with notes on "International Finance", and her fingers were stiff from holding the pen for a long time. Suddenly, the phone vibrated. It was a text message from the counselor: "Xiao Lin, Professor Zhang recommends you to volunteer for the Lujiazui Financial Forum tomorrow morning. Meet at the school gate at o'clock." At o'clock in the morning, Lin Xia washed her face with cold water in the bathroom. In the mirror, she was wearing a suit jacket bought from the second-hand market, and the collar was slightly white. When the school bus drove into Lujiazui, the outline of the skyscrapers was looming in the morning light. She counted the floors and thought of the tallest three-story primary school in the mountain village. At the forum, Lin Xia was responsible for handing out materials to the guests. When she bent down, the recorder in her pocket accidentally fell and rolled to the feet of the old man in a suit in the front row. "Classmate, is this yours?" The old man picked up the pen and glanced at the school badge on her chest behind the lens. "From Shanghai University of Finance and Economics? That's right, do me a favor." The old man was Chen Qiming, the president of Greater China of a well-known investment bank. In the next three days, Lin Xia followed him to various branch venues, sorting out meeting minutes as quickly as possible, and even reciting industry data in the elevator. At the last dinner, Chen Qiming raised a glass of champagne and said, "Xiao Lin, would you like to come to our company for an internship after graduation?" On the day of joining the company, Lin Xia stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the th floor of the company, with the Huangpu River winding like a ribbon at her feet. Her workstation was next to intern Zhang Mingyuan, a boy who grew up in an international school. When he first saw her using a calculator to check reports, he laughed out loud: "Who still uses this now?" However, three months later, during the quarterly assessment, Lin Xia's data analysis report shut everyone up. Her original rural financial potential model accurately predicted the return on investment of a certain agricultural project. At the celebration banquet, the department manager patted her on the shoulder: "I heard that your hometown is in the mountains? No wonder you are so keen on the sinking market." But the crisis came unexpectedly. In a cross-border merger and acquisition case, the financial due diligence that Lin Xia was responsible for was missed, which almost caused the company to lose tens of millions. In the office late at night, she stared at the computer screen in a daze, and the cold light of the screen reflected her red eyes. Zhang Mingyuan silently put down a cup of coffee: "I'll help you." The two checked the data all night, and when the east was bright, they finally found the loophole that the data was tampered with - the competitor bribed the partner's accountant. After this incident, Lin Xia took the initiative to apply for a rotation in the risk control department. She followed her predecessors to factories in the Yangtze River Delta, calculating the depreciation rate of equipment in a workshop full of oil stains; she also rushed to Wenzhou on a rainstorm just to verify the true operating conditions of a company. When she stepped on the mud and returned to the hotel, she turned on her mobile phone and her mother sent a video: "Nizi, don't get tired, come back if you really can't..." Five years later, at the Lujiazui Financial Summit, Lin Xia took the stage as the youngest female speaker. Under the spotlight, her voice was steady and powerful: "We can't ignore the county market that accounts for half of China's population. There are not only risks, but also the largest financial blue ocean in the next years..." Offstage, Chen Qiming smiled and applauded, and Zhang Mingyuan raised his mobile phone to record this moment. In the mountain village thousands of miles away, the whole village gathered in front of the village committee's newly bought TV, watching the familiar yet unfamiliar figure on the big screen with tears in their eyes. At this moment, Lin Xia, looking at the brilliant night view outside the French window, thought of the girl who got lost in the subway station when she first arrived in Shanghai. The wind from the Huangpu River blew in through the window cracks, carrying salty water vapor. She knew that this city would never let down the real dreamers. On the day she was promoted to department director, Lin Xia received a special email. The sender was a Hope Primary School in the mountainous area of Yunnan. The principal said in the letter that the children took the first financial enlightenment class with the computers she donated. She immediately decided to set up a public welfare fund to use professional knowledge to help more children like her who came out of the mountains. However, the ever-changing financial market never gives people a chance to breathe. In , the global epidemic broke out and the market fluctuated violently. The fund that Lin Xia was in charge of suffered a heavy blow, and customers asked for redemption. During that time, she only slept three hours a day and led the team to analyze the policies of various countries and study industry trends. In the office late at night, she stared at the numbers jumping on the computer screen, and the sound of the mountain stream in her childhood seemed to ring in her ears again. That sound reminded her that no matter how difficult the predicament is, there will be a way out. The turning point came in the investment in medical technology companies. Lin Xia went against all odds and increased investment in vaccine research and development companies. When the vaccine was successfully launched and the fund achieved excess returns, she not only recovered the losses but also made the company famous in the industry. At the celebration banquet, colleagues toasted and cheered, but Lin Xia quietly walked to the terrace and made a video call to her mother. In the picture, her mother's hair became more white, but her smile was still warm: "Nizi, Mom knew you could do it!" With the success of her career, Lin Xia's life also changed quietly. Zhang Mingyuan confessed to her, and the two strolled along Wukang Road shaded by sycamore trees, discussing the latest financial news; she began to learn oil painting, using colors to record the prosperity and tenderness of the city; every Spring Festival, she would return to the mountain village and lead the villagers to develop characteristic agriculture, watching the once barren land planted with tea trees and fruit trees. Ten years later in Shanghai, Lin Xia stood on the top floor of the company's newly completed headquarters building. From here you can overlook the entire Lujiazui, with high-rise buildings lined up one after another and ships coming and going on the Huangpu River. She is about to fly to Beijing to attend a forum on rural revitalization and financial innovation. Before leaving, she received a courier, which was a handicraft sent by the children of the mountain village primary school, and a letter: "Teacher Lin, when we grow up, we want to be useful to society like you!" After closing the letter, Lin Xia's eyes were moist. From the girl who walked out of the mountains with a schoolbag to the elite who is now a big shot in the financial world, every step she has taken is full of hardships, but she has also gained growth and moved. This city has witnessed her transformation, and she also used her own story to interpret the power of struggle and dreams. There is still a long way to go in the future. Lin Xia knows that she will continue to pursue her dreams in the wave of finance, and write her own legend with the tenacity given to her by the mountains. This story shows the struggle of a girl from a mountain village in the financial field in Shanghai. 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