Ever since Qiao Huangrong was rescued by Jiang Hua and his wife, she seemed to be very obedient, especially the words of Jiang Hua and Lan Jieying, which were almost superstitious.
After Jiang Hua left, Qiao Huangrong immediately called her stockbroker and asked him to clear out all the stocks in his hands.
"Ms. Wen, the stock market is going very well now. If you sell out your stocks now, you will make a lot less money. After a while, I will help you sell all the stocks at the peak. If you want to make a profit,
Maximize the benefits."
Qiao Huangrong remembered Jiang Hua's teachings and immediately explained: "No, I am not greedy. I have made a lot now. Let's clear it out quickly. It is better to have ten birds in the forest than one bird in hand, or cash in hand."
safer."
No matter how much the broker persuaded her, Qiao Huangrong still insisted on clearing out the stocks in her hands. In the end, after her persuasion failed, the broker could only help Qiao Huangrong sell all the stocks in her hands. Now she is at the end of the bull market.
At the end of the day, as soon as the stock was sold, it was immediately robbed by everyone, and Qiao Huangrong cashed out a large amount of cash.
"Ms. Wen, all the stocks have been sold, and they were quickly snatched up by others. The price of the stock market is still rising. You will really lose a lot by selling it now, but it is too late. I think
You can’t buy it back, so basically no one is selling.”
After listening to the stock economics, Qiao Huangrong smiled and patted her chest: "Just throw it out, and you'll be safe."
The stockbroker smiled and shook his head, thinking: What a big star, she is just a little woman who has never seen the world. What is the age like this? Cash is king, and money can't continue to make money, so what's the point of money?
The next day, when the stockbroker was bored, he read the newspaper and found that the front page headline was Jiang Hua's visit to Qiao Huangrong's clothing studio. He thought it was some boring scandal at the time.
He mocked himself and said: "Of course I don't need so much money. There is a rich boss behind me. I don't have as much money as I want. It's not like me, who has to work so hard to serve others."
After laughing at himself, he casually put the newspaper on top of the pile of newspapers on his desk. By chance, it covered the day before yesterday's newspaper, but not completely, revealing the previous front page headline. That front page headline was exactly the same.
It was a late-night yacht party for wealthy heirs, suspected of discussing plans to make a fortune.
The stockbroker glanced at it accidentally, and then with a thought, he picked up the two newspapers and looked at this one and that one.
"No way? Is there any inside information in this?" The stockbroker said to himself: "Could it be that Jiang Hua asked her to sell the stocks? Under such a good situation, she actually sold all the stocks in her hands.
What's the purpose? Could it be that the stock price is going to fall because we can't find anyone to take over the deal?"
Putting down the two newspapers in embarrassment, the agent leaned back on his chair, thinking about the reason in his mind.
"Since she has sold the stock, should I join her and sell my own stock? But now that the stock price is on the rise, I will make a lot less money if I sell it."
Shaking his head unwillingly, he straightened his body and was about to pick up the phone and continue visiting his clients. As a stockbroker, the most important thing is to serve the clients well.
Just after dialing two numbers, he hesitated again.
"How about I just throw it out? I'll make less money, but if something happens, I'll lose everything."
Putting down the phone, the stockbroker looked at his left hand and then his right hand. On one side he wanted to sell and on the other he wanted not to sell. It was really a dilemma.
"Forget it, let's settle down." The stockbroker made up his mind, so he made a phone call and offered to sell the stocks in his hands. In less than three minutes, the stocks were immediately turned into money.
"It's such a big sum of money, but it's really heartbreaking to make so much less."
After get off work in the evening, the stockbroker told his wife about the incident.
He originally thought that his wife would be furious, but unexpectedly, his wife said calmly: "Just throw it away. Anyway, we have made a lot of money. Haven't you felt bored in the recent period? No matter where you go,
In the streets and alleys, what I hear is always buy stocks, buy stocks, whether it is the lady at the counter or the aunt at the vegetable market, they all say this, anyway, I have heard enough."
The stockbroker suddenly felt his hair stand on end. He was very young, so he had not experienced it in 1973, but his master had experienced it that year.
His master told him how crazy the people in Xiangjiang were about stocks before the massacre of 1973. In the streets and alleys, even the cleaning ladies were thinking about making more money to buy stocks.
This scene is so similar that a chill comes from the bottom of my heart.
"Honey, do you think this scene is very similar to that of 1973?"
His wife smiled and said: "Chixian, how old were we in 1973? We couldn't even pay attention to movie stars. Do we still have time to pay attention to stocks?"
The stockbroker is from Chaoshan, and his home enshrines a statue of Mazu, so he brought a stick of incense to Mazu.
"Bless me, my queen, and don't let anything happen to you."
Since there was only one person at home, Jiang Hua was unwilling to open fire, so he just found a hotel on the way to deal with the couple.
Just after ordering a few dishes, I saw a group of people walking in from outside the hotel, with one hand wrapped in gauze and dropped to the neck.
The guest who glanced at you in the hotel saw Jiang Hua greeting you warmly.
"Jiang Sheng, long time no see."
Jiang Hua pointed to his arm: "Junzai, what's wrong with your arm?"
Niu Jun said angrily, "Come on, it's getting harder and harder to do business now. The mainland is gradually opening up. Many people are transporting vegetables from the mainland to sell them. They can't do exclusive business. The competition is getting more and more fierce."
Already."
"What does this have to do with your arm?"
"I was one of the first to do this business. I was also the biggest. Others couldn't compete with me and couldn't make money. So some people thought wrongly and thought that if I were to do it, they could take my share."
Jiang Hua smiled and said, "Were you killed by a hostile society?"
"Damn, what pisses me off the most is that this was not done by a hostile club, but by uncles from our own club."
Jiang Hua shook his head and said, "Then you can swallow this breath and not ask your old boss for comment?"
"That bastard who jumped on the streets did it cleanly. I know it, and Lao Ding also knows it. They all know it was him, but I have no evidence." Niu Jun patted the table with his remaining hand: "Lao Ding told me to swallow my anger.
, he compensated me a sum of money, and I must not do anything to quarrel with my roommates, so as not to make other clubs laugh."
