The dim lights outside the window still attracted Chen Hao's eyes. In his last life, he was in a hurry and never felt this era with his heart.
Only when you have lost something do you know how to cherish it.
Chen Hao was glad that he could start his life over again.
For people other than him, time is gone and they can only grow old with all kinds of regrets.
It became pitch black outside the car window.
Chen Hao withdrew his gaze and looked around the car.
Many people are crowded in the aisles, sitting or standing, and the connections between the carriages are also crowded. This scene is not the Spring Festival Transport, but better than the Spring Festival Transport.
Today, there are insufficient lines and trains going south from Zhongzhou, and the transportation capacity is lacking. Almost every train is overcrowded.
There are children crying.
Someone was walking hard in the aisle carrying instant noodles.
Some people complained and even cursed because of the crowding.
Most of the people sitting down have their eyes closed, as if they are sleeping or relaxing.
"Young man, are you going to the Magic City?"
The middle-aged man sitting opposite Chen Hao asked Chen Hao with a smile.
Chen Hao nodded and said yes.
"Going to work?"
"I'm a senior in high school, and I'm going to Shanghai to do some errands."
"You're a high school student. It's amazing. If you can get into college, you'll be guaranteed for the rest of your life."
The middle-aged man learned that Chen Hao was a high school student and admired him sincerely.
In the mind of this migrant worker from the countryside, high school students are considered half intellectuals, while college students are undoubtedly the favored ones, destined to be popular and drink spicy food.
Chen Hao smiled and did not say that nine out of ten future college students will be social animals, 996 is the norm, and top students who graduated from Qinghua University may return to the village to raise pigs.
In an era when college students are regarded as the pride of heaven, who would believe what he said?
Seeing is believing, hearing is believing.
People only believe what they can see.
The middle-aged man remained silent when he saw Chen Hao and stopped talking to him.
Time passes.
In the second half of the night, some people found it too uncomfortable to sleep sitting up, so they went to sleep under chairs.
Chen Hao had to sit there all night. When he followed the crowd and walked out of the Shanghai Railway Station, it was already past ten in the morning.
Magic City.
The most prosperous metropolis in Daxia, the window to the world.
Standing on this hot land where countless influential figures were born, Chen Hao is still full of excitement and wants to shout loudly, I will be next.
I came, I saw, I conquered.
Famous quotes from Julius Caesar.
This can be an apt description of Chen Hao's mood at this moment, but he did not indulge in fantasy. He calmed down, took a taxi to the Peace Hotel, and bought a river-view suite.
Staying in the most luxurious hotel is not just for enjoyment, safety is what Chen Hao cares about most.
After checking in, Chen Hao went out to buy some clothes. Whether he was staying in a hotel, withdrawing money, saving money, or trading stocks, wearing school uniforms was too eye-catching.
After changing clothes and having lunch, Chen Hao went to several securities sales offices to open capital accounts.
The most special stock this year, "Fuyao", is about to be listed on the Shanghai Stock Exchange. It is currently in the subscription stage, with a subscription price of 1.5 yuan per share.
Fuyao, which was not favored by the public, reached its peak at the opening of trading on June 10, with a price of 44.44 cents per share, an increase of nearly 30 times from the subscription price.
In the next few days, Chen Hao visited more than ten subscription outlets and subscribed for 16 million Fuyao shares one after another, consuming 24 million in funds.
On June 9th, he went to the subscription outlet again.
"Young man, if you subscribe to Fuyao's stocks, you might as well waste your money on it. At least you can hear something." A bald man holding a mobile phone laughed at Chen Hao.
Chen Hao was too lazy to look at this man.
"Let me tell you, because no one is optimistic about Fuyao, Fujian provincial officials have to support Fuyao and allocate subscription tasks to various units in the province. Even so, they planned to issue 60 million shares, and only more than 30 million shares were subscribed.
, when the market opens tomorrow, Fuyao will definitely crash and drop to a few cents per share.”
The bald man shouted out the information he had.
Chen Hao didn't know this news.
Chen Hao also knew that many conscious retired old men in Fujian Province subscribed to Fuyao stocks with the determination to lose their entire fortune, just to support the economic construction of the province.
When the Shanghai stock market opened on June 10, everyone was dumbfounded.
The bald man was a little unhappy when he was ignored by Chen Hao, and said: "You treat your good intentions like a donkey's liver and lungs. If you don't listen to me, you kid will suffer a loss!"
Chen Hao completed the last subscription of Fuyao stock before its listing, smiled at the bald man, and left quickly.
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June 10th.
Chen Hao rushed to the stock exchange early.
The hall was crowded with people waiting for the stock market to open.
The bald man who laughed at Chen Hao yesterday was also in the hall. He saw Chen Hao, pointed at Chen Hao and said to several companions: "This is the guy who subscribed for Fuyao shares with 300,000 yuan yesterday."
The bald man's voice was so loud that people around him looked sideways and looked at Chen Hao like a fool.
Chen Hao didn't care, staring at the electronic screen hanging on the wall.
"If young people learn to trade stocks, of course they have to pay tuition!"
"Three hundred thousand, what can I do these days?"
"Maybe the market will open soon, and this guy will have to jump off the building."
People were talking.
At half past nine, the stock market opens.
The electronic screen displays stock information.
When the Fuyao stock information appeared on the electronic screen, everyone present was stunned.
Forty-four dollars and four cents.
A series of four, as if laughing at the stunned people.
Chen Hao's heart trembled wildly.
These days, he has invested 24 million to subscribe for 16 million Fuyao shares, which means that his net worth at this time has exceeded 700 million.
Seven hundred million.
It will be considered a huge wealth twenty years later.
Even though Chen Hao was a man of two generations and expected such a result, he still couldn't help but be excited.
1993.
Lao Huang has just created "Guomei"
Lao Wang, who founded Wanda, was still an unknown person.
Brother Xiao Ma just graduated from Shencheng University.
Chen Hao's mind flashed through a business tycoon and richest man in the Mainland in different periods. Today, no one can compare with him.
"Forty-four yuan. With this momentum, Fuyao is likely to break 100. I think the stock market, which has been in the doldrums for more than half a year, will take off and enter a bull market after Fuyao's listing!"
An old man wearing glasses came to his senses and shouted excitedly.
More and more people reacted and rushed to buy Fuyao shares.
People who had laughed at Chen Hao before looked at Chen Hao again, and their eyes changed. They were filled with envy, admiration and jealousy.
Three hundred thousand becomes nine million in one day.
Such a stock market myth is so close at hand, who wouldn’t be jealous.
If they knew that Chen Hao's capital used to subscribe for Fuyao's shares was not 300,000, but 24 million, they would probably be stimulated and go crazy.
The bald man holding the phone in his hand looked as ugly as possible. He became angry and glared at Chen Hao, then turned around to buy Fuyao shares.
The other few people didn't care about Chen Hao and left in a hurry.
Chen Hao smiled. Fuyao's stock was at its peak when it was listed. If you buy it at this time, you will undoubtedly buy it at the highest point.