For four consecutive days, Ye Chen perfectly exemplified what it means to be a stay-at-home dad.

• Dropping off and picking up the kids from school.

• Grocery shopping, cooking, and cleaning.

He handled everything himself.

During his spare time, he didn't waste it idly. Instead, he meticulously reorganized the formula and process for crafting the Impeccable Ointment. After setting up his equipment again, he successfully produced another batch.

Meanwhile, over at Jinzhong Village, Zhong Jianshe had already called, confirming that as long as they could meet the price of 1.8 million yuan, the entire village was willing to sell. He had even pressed Ye Chen for a decision over the last two days.

Everything was progressing in an orderly fashion.

As for Sihai Group, its trajectory mirrored what Ye Chen remembered from his previous life:

• Day 1: Stock price plummeted by 32%.

• Day 2: Down by 29%.

• Day 3: Another 30% drop.

• Day 4: A decline of 18%.

• Day 5: A 20% decrease.

Under the collective condemnation of public opinion, the company set a record for the steepest decline in domestic corporate history.

The downfall began when it was revealed that Sihai Group partnered with Maple Leaf Grand Hotel. This was followed by revelations of Chairman Li Sihai's close ties with Sun Tianqi and Vice Bureau Chief He Jinjun of Jiangzhou City's Public Security Bureau, who turned out to be Li's brother-in-law. Moreover, Li's unsavory history of accumulating wealth and Sihai Group's long-standing internal misconduct, including money laundering, tax evasion, and bribery, were all exposed.

One hammer blow after another sent this once-promising company straight to the abyss.

Five days ago, Sihai Group's stock closed at 48 yuan per share. Yet, in just five days, it had fallen to 9.2 yuan by the close of trading.

At 4:10 p.m., as soon as the Hong Kong stock market closed, Li Changfeng's call came through.

Having just packed away his equipment, Ye Chen answered with a smile.

"How's it going?"

"Brother Ye! Sihai Group's stock price has fallen below the 10-yuan mark! You—you're truly incredible! So, should we stop now?"

Even the usually composed Li Changfeng couldn't suppress the tremor in his voice.

Ye Chen's brilliance wasn't just in predicting the stock would fall below 10 yuan. He also foresaw:

1. Li Sihai's arrest.

2. The exposure of Sihai Group's illegal activities.

3. The complete withdrawal of support from its backers.

4. The reluctance of external investors to intervene.

Everything unfolded exactly as Ye Chen had foreseen, down to the finest detail—like a prophet with insight into the future.

Li Changfeng, a rising star in the business world, couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of admiration.

"Yeah, let's stop here. Now that it's below 10 yuan, there's little room for further decline. Withdraw," Ye Chen said calmly.

"Got it. First thing tomorrow morning when the market opens, I'll buy back the shares and return them! Brother Ye, how should I transfer the money to you? Shall I use the same account as before?" Li Changfeng asked eagerly.

"No. I'll get a new bank card tomorrow and send you the details. Remember, I promised you a short-term investment that would skyrocket eight to ten times, right? Just meet me at the bank when the time comes," Ye Chen replied.

Transferring money to the previous card was out of the question. That card was still in the hands of his mother-in-law, Liu Xueqin. If she saw millions of yuan in it, he'd have a headache to deal with.

"Understood. I'll wait for your call tomorrow!"

Unlike Zhang Jingshan, Li Changfeng didn't press Ye Chen about the specifics of the short-term investment.

After hanging up, Ye Chen's expression remained calm, unaffected by the prospect of millions about to fall into his lap.

He resumed his routine: picking up his child, grocery shopping, cooking—living life as usual.

By the time Chen Yinuo returned home from work, a fragrant dinner filled their cozy home with warmth.

"Dad, when are we buying a car?"

At the dinner table, the little girl suddenly remembered the car discussion and asked with sparkling eyes.

"Hmm? A car? What did you tell her?" Chen Yinuo sensed something amiss and looked at Ye Chen.

"Mom! Dad said we're going to buy a car! And after that, we'll buy a house! Then we won't have to live here anymore; we'll have a new home!" the little girl exclaimed excitedly.

"You're planning to buy a car? Are you serious? I thought you wanted to invest in making the Impeccable Ointment. Why spend money on a car now? Is it really necessary?" Chen Yinuo frowned.

"Yinuo, we'll have funds for the factory, and we can also afford the car. You've been with me since college, through thick and thin. Back then, we couldn't afford it. But now, we can. I don't want you riding an electric scooter under the scorching sun or pouring rain anymore. Plus, having a car will make it easier to take Yoyo to school," Ye Chen said with emotion.

Hearing his heartfelt words, Chen Yinuo couldn't help but feel a twinge in her nose.

From the time they met, apart from those days in college when they dreamed of buying a house and car, he had never mentioned such things after they got married.

After their marriage, Ye Chen's failed business venture turned him into a different person—selfish and inconsiderate, draining her savings and leaving her with massive debt.

But now, his words struck a chord in her heart, and her eyes reddened.

"I'm used to it. It's okay. There's no rush to buy a car. Let's put the money into your Impeccable Ointment project first. We can buy whatever we want after you've made a profit," she said gently.

"This time, just listen to me, okay? There's a car exhibition at the convention center the day after tomorrow. Let's check it out. If we find something suitable, we'll buy it; if not, we'll leave it. How about that?" Ye Chen suggested with a smile.

"This..."

Ye Chen rarely consulted her in the past, but now he was asking for her opinion.

"Alright. Let's go take a look," she finally agreed, thinking she could always veto it by saying none of the cars were suitable.

"Great! We'll take Yoyo to the car show on Saturday!" Ye Chen beamed.

"Yay! We're getting a car! We're finally getting a car!"

Little Yoyo cheered and jumped with joy, oblivious to the bittersweet smile on her mother's face.

Unbeknownst to her, Chen Yinuo had already resolved not to let Ye Chen buy a car, no matter what.