After the Spring Festival, Xia Xiaoluo and a group of people returned to Shenzhen. When they left Luoshui County, Xia Xiaoluo left one hundred thousand yuan to his parents. Xia Jindong and Xu Xiaoman were stunned. Xia Xiaoluo said that this was part of the royalties.
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The reason why Xia Xiaoluo did this was because the last time his father and He Jingsheng were double-checked, he was secretly worried in his heart. Although he believed in his father's strong style, he thought that if his father really had financial problems, what should he do?
What to do?
Therefore, he wanted his parents to have no worries about money, telling them that we are not short of money and let his father fight for his political ideals!
Xia Jindong and Xu Xiaoman rarely pay attention to their son's news. When Xia Xiaoluo's three million royalties were reported in major media, they really didn't pay attention. Even if others mentioned it, they thought it was other people's nonsense and it was not true.
How can my son be such a little brat and have such great abilities?
They were really shocked when these stacks of brand-new banknotes were placed in front of them today. Xu Xiaoman couldn't help being happy. She hugged her son and kissed her son hard several times. She was extremely proud. Other children were still asking their parents for pocket money.
By that time, my son already had a pretty big career of his own.
Then Xu Xiaoman asked Xia Xiaoluo for the remaining royalties, but Xia Xiaoluo refused to give them and said they were gone, that’s all.
Xia Jindong, on the other hand, taught earnestly and earnestly, don't be proud, study hard, and don't sit on your hands, otherwise you will be exhausted in the future. He said it very much like a government work report, it was clear-cut, and asked Xia Xiaoluo to say, Dad, can you
Stop being so nagging?
When Xia Xiaoluo said goodbye to his parents, Xia Jindong didn't ask him too much about his plans. After all, Xia Xiaoluo's grades had never declined. He believed in and respected his son.
However, Xia Xiaoluo also saw that his father was not very happy, in a bad mood, and was also facing a lot of political pressure. Xia Xiaoluo wanted to pat his father on the shoulder and tell him, Dad, don't worry,
A month later, you will be proud of your persistence, and Deng Guild will praise you. However, he still said nothing and wanted to give dad a surprise.
In Shenzhen in February 1991, big white clouds, accompanied by the strong southerly wind, climbed up from Wutong Mountain, floated across the Shenzhen River, and swayed all the way across Shennan Avenue and over Lychee Park.
The ground floats away from Buji Pass. The white clouds are so low that you can reach out and pick one off. In the gaps between the white clouds is the blue sky, and the sky is dotted with the warm sun.
The southern country seems to have sensed the breath of spring early.
Shenzhen Lychee Park, Xia Xiaoluo and Wei Jin stood at the door.
The sight in front of him completely attracted him - many people gathered there, with pieces of paper on their chests and signs in their hands, walking around. Most of them communicated with each other through their eyes. Those who met their eyes nodded like underground gang members.
, and then walked to the old litchi forest to communicate. The whole scene was a bit like the game "find friends" played in his childhood. When he took a closer look, it turned out that the pieces of paper were stock certificates, including Vanke, Shenzhen Development Bank and other "old five-share" varieties.
, the price is also written on the brand or small piece of paper.
It turns out that at that time, stimulated by the huge money-making effect, Shenzhen people's enthusiasm for stocks had already been greatly mobilized. If you buy a listed stock at the counter of a securities company, you can instantly double it when you go out on the black market. The exchange area is too small, crazy
As a result, people carried sacks filled with cash to engage in black market transactions, and the area not only expanded to the streets near the SAR Securities Company, but also to the park across the street.
This is one of Shenzhen's black markets for reselling original stocks and treasury bill warrants. In the life before Xia Xiaoluo was reborn, many capital tycoons and private equity fund trustees were born here, such as Gu Chujun, Lin Yuan, Li Yafei, etc.
These "underground parties" are scalpers.
In fact, it is somewhat ironic that before the Shenzhen Stock Exchange was established, there were scalpers who started the business of reselling original stocks, treasury bills and other securities. The local financial management department also cooperated with the public security department to clamp down on it.
Yes, but these people are like leeks
Generally, after one crop has been cut, another one will grow up. It’s like a wildfire that never burns out and grows again with the spring breeze. These people are all old guerrillas. They will run away at the slightest sign of trouble. Once the inspectors pass by, they will be like wildfire again.
After the moonlight, the bamboo shoots sprouted again out of nowhere.
It is true to the saying "existence is reasonable". To be objective and fair, the purpose of the scalpers is not to disrupt the financial order. Their purpose is very clear, which is to do something that is not too strenuous based on their own vision.
, and profit from it.
This is actually a hard work, with intellectual costs involved, and it is not as easy as it seems on the surface. Some scalpers have even begun to do original basic research.
Of course, there are only a few people here who only win but not lose. That is not a matter of vision and luck, but of having equipment that ordinary people can’t reach. For example, big bureaucrats or people from the regulatory department’s listing approval department collude with each other to manipulate the market.
, can always get inside information as soon as possible, such as people like Liang Jincheng. Only such "scalpers" can be sure of victory. Of course, such powerful people cannot be known by the outside world, and they will not appear in the eyes of the media and the public at all.
inside.
Xia Xiaoluo took a look and said: "You hurry up and buy it, don't reveal your identity too much. Wei Jin, you are just supervising the formation, don't run around."
Wei Jin nodded, and he took a few salesmen and started the acquisition work. They walked and observed. Xia Xiaoluo thought it was very interesting, so he followed behind and watched. Such a seventeen-year-old, very tender-faced person
As a young man, not many people paid attention to him.
As soon as they saw them coming, many scalpers immediately came over and asked unabashedly: "Boss, stocks, treasury bills, or what?"
Wei Jin's hair had already been trimmed and he no longer looked like Einstein. Xia Xiaoluo criticized him, "You are also the vice president of Qilin Investment after all. Don't make yourself look like a savage. More often than not,
You represent the image of the company.
Wei Jin asked casually: "What companies' stocks are there?"
The scalper said a bit slyly: "There are many, many companies in Shanghai and Shenzhen have them, and companies from other places also have them."
"What companies do you own in Shenzhen?"
"There are many from Shenzhen Development Bank, Shenzhen Jintian, and Shenzhen Yuanye. Which one do you want?"
"From Xinghua Real Estate, do you have experience with this company?"
"Yes, but the price is higher."
"Why are they higher than ordinary stocks?"
As soon as the scalper heard Wei Jin's Beijing accent and that he was young and probably didn't understand stocks, he started to be arrogant and said with wide eyes: "Brother, you don't know, you don't know yet, the exchange is applying for listing."
Among the new stocks, there is Xinghua Real Estate!" Little did he know that he was facing a financial giant that eats people without spitting out their bones.
"Oh, really? Then tell me, how many do you have here? What's the price?"
"How much do you want?" the scalper asked with a wary look at him.
"I don't want too much." Wei Jin said with a smile. "I bought it for a relative out of town. He was mainly optimistic about the dividends from Xinghua Real Estate."
"Here, I have a thousand shares here, priced at sixty yuan a share. How many do you want?"
"Sixty! Do you want to steal money? Can it be cheaper?" Xia Xiaoluo interjected from the side.
"Fifty-five! This is the lowest price. If you met me today, if it were anyone else, I would definitely ask you for eighty!" The scalper brother stretched out his hand and shook it vigorously in front of Xia Xiaoluo. "The market is now
This price is no longer available online. I just came here today and I haven’t opened the business yet! You have to know that I am willing to successfully negotiate the first business every day and seek a good fortune, so I did not offer you a high price. Take a look
You are so handsome, you are a handsome boy, and you are so elegant, so I have a good impression of you. I just want to deal with educated people, so I don't ask for high prices at all!" "Haha." Xia Xiaoluo is here
He sneered in his heart and said to himself, Shenzhen is indeed at the forefront of reform and opening up. People in Shenzhen are very shrewd and know how to do business, and they deserve their reputation. It turns out that Xia Xiaoluo has never dealt with such people directly, but now that he has met them, he has learned something.
Well, just say something, he has ten sentences waiting for you, and he will even wear a high hat for you. Anyway, the high hat does not cost money, and the photo will make you dizzy. He is not afraid that you will not buy his stuff. Xia Xiaoluo is not willing to take it for granted.
If you take advantage of me, you should first check the market situation before talking about it. Ordinarily, the current market market should be very cold...
Seeing Xia Xiaoluo's slight hesitation, Wei Jin said to the scalper from the side: "Don't be busy, I will definitely want it. It's just that we just came here and haven't remembered to take a look. I'll come back to you after we look around."
When the scalper brother heard this, he was a little anxious. He looked at Wei Jin's expression carefully and saw that Xia Xiaoluo was the real boss. He thought to himself, I can't believe that such a young guy just comes out to trade stocks. People who trade stocks at such a young age must be
Which rich and powerful man is he?
He hurriedly turned to Xia Xiaoluo and said respectfully: "Well, you take a look first, it doesn't matter, but I'm afraid you can come over later, I have already sold it, so if you want
I'll sell it to you for fifty yuan. You get it cheaper, and I'll open one too. Do you think this is okay?"
Wei Jin turned his gaze to Xia Xiaoluo and asked, "Master Luo, do you think it's okay?"
Xia Xiaoluo rolled his eyes at him and thought, why has this guy always been immature? Can't he make his own decision? He began to recall the performance of Xinghua Real Estate after it was listed on the Shenzhen stock market. In 1992, it seemed that the stock price of Xinghua Real Estate
It reached 300 yuan at the highest point. Now I buy it for 50 yuan. The yield is very high, super high! Wow, it’s even better than last year! If you don’t buy it, what are you waiting for?
However, he did not put the joy in his heart on his face, but said calmly: "Well - it's so expensive! The buns are only ten cents each, and this piece of paper is fifty? Damn, isn't it just one piece?
Is it broken paper? I can give you forty at most!"
Xia Xiaoluo's words almost made the very respectful scalper brother vomit blood. He thought to himself, I have been living in Lychee Park for several fucking years. I have never seen any kind of rich man or nobleman like you.
It's cultural, this is my first time meeting him, etc... As a high-level financial talent like me, meeting this wealthy man is like a scholar meeting a soldier, so I can't explain why.
Obviously this young man has no financial knowledge! He can only sell it at a low price. If he doesn't sell it, he will lose money. The market is so cold now that he can freeze a polar bear to death! If it rots in his hand, it will become a piece of waste paper.
Ah, hurry up and get out!
The scalper brother secretly lamented in his heart, life is really as lonely as snow, he thought about it, and then he made a gesture of reluctantly giving up his love, stamped his feet and said, "Okay. I don't make any money, so I'll give it to you."