All operations at Song Zihua's port were interrupted, resulting in a large number of cargo ships being unable to enter the port. Market shocks immediately occurred, the prices of certain commodities began to rise, and the import index also rose rapidly.
At the same time, the currency is also experiencing slight appreciation, and a lot of capital is cheering up at this time.
As for the stock market, Zhenhua Company's stock price began to plummet as soon as the market opened.
Capital began to sell off in large quantities, but no one bought it. When the market closed at noon, the stock had no room to fall.
At this moment, Song Zihua saw no one.
Because it’s all those words or not, everything is going according to Lin Chuan’s plan.
He just stared at the stock price and was worried.
Now the TV and newspapers in Hong Kong are broadcasting the news about Zhenhua Company.
The more this happens, the less likely Zhenhua Company is to improve.
When the market opened in the afternoon, Lin Chuan immediately issued an order to Shen Rongjian to fully acquire the shares of Zhenhua Company.
Shen Rongjian is an expert in the stock market, so he naturally knows that Zhenhua Company's stock has basically no chance of improving.
But Lin Chuan insists on buying this junk stock. Is it possible that it will appreciate in value?
At this moment, his wife Serena also came to the company.
After hearing Shen Rongjian's doubts, Serena's eyes that seemed to be drowned by mascara also burst out with a very firm color.
Then he said solemnly: "Think about it, Lin Chuan will never buy this junk stock for no reason. If he buys it, it means he knows that the stock will definitely appreciate in value.
This is a rare opportunity for us, as long as we buy with him, we will definitely make money!"
Shen Rongjian thought about it for a while and felt it made sense.
So he immediately asked the trader to buy 100,000 shares for himself.
Lin Chuan, on the other hand, acquired 20 million shares at a time at a price of 0.21 per share.
At this time, Lin Chuan had become a shareholder of Zhenhua Company.
If he wanted to, it would be easy to acquire the entire Zhenhua Company.
But he didn't want to and couldn't do it.
Capital is cruel, but it also has rules.
If you can't let others accuse him of going back on his word just for money, then who else will cooperate with him in the future?
You can make a lot of money with 20 million shares, so there's no need to be so greedy.
At this moment, in front of the company's reception desk, those people from the charity union came again.
The receptionist Xi Meijuan also shook her head helplessly and said: "I'm sorry, sir, Mr. Lin still doesn't have time to see you. Can you please go back?"
Fan Yisheng from the charity union also had a hint of impatience on his face.
He is almost fifty years old, and his hair has turned a lot whiter, which makes his originally plump cheeks seem much older.
He also knew that it was Lin Chuan who had the final say whether to see him or not.
He could only endure the impatience in his heart and said as pleasantly as possible: "Miss, we are here for charity in Hong Kong, not for charity in the world.
As I'm talking to you, there are hundreds of thousands of hungry people across Hong Kong, hundreds of thousands of elderly people are homeless, and there are many children who have lost their parents and cannot even go to school.
Mr. Lin can donate 40 million to charity around the world, but can’t he donate some money to Hong Kong Island?”
Xi Meijuan could only show an understanding expression and said helplessly: "I'm really sorry, sir. Mr. Lin is really busy. I can't help you with this!"
Even Ling Hong and others sitting aside looked at Fan Yisheng.
When Fan Yisheng still wanted to talk, Fang Shichun came to the front desk and handed a stack of letters to Xi Meijuan.
"Meijuan, remember to send these letters!"
Xi Meijuan put away the letter and felt a little unbearable, so she frowned and whispered: "Miss Fang, the people from the charity union are coming to see Mr. Lin again!"
Just when Fang Shichun was about to refuse, she suddenly thought of Lin Chuan saying yesterday that she made the decision without authorization. She swallowed the words on her lips and said politely: "Hello, Mr. Lin is indeed very busy right now.
If you are not in a hurry, you can wait here and I will ask Mr. Lin for you later!"
Fan Yisheng's eyes were filled with hope as if he had seen the rising sun.
"We are not in a hurry, thank you very much!"
Fang Shichun just smiled indifferently and left.
After hearing this, Lin Chuan wanted to refuse casually, but suddenly he remembered what the fortune teller had said, so he nodded and said: "I will go to Yushan later, let him come in first!"
This shows that Lin Chuan is in a hurry. Fang Shichun also said to Fan Yisheng: "We, Mr. Lin, only have ten minutes, please keep your words as short as possible!"
Ten minutes is enough. If Lin Chuan could give him ten minutes, it would be a huge honor.
When he walked into the office, Fan Yisheng was very nervous because of the luxury and atmosphere of the office.
He had never seen such a luxurious office, and he was even afraid of soiling the soft carpet.
Lin Chuan also stood up with a smile and said, "You must be Mr. Fan. I'm really sorry. I'm too busy at work. Please sit down. Shichun will get us something to drink!"
This made Fan Yisheng even more shocked.
The fact that a big boss with such a wealth was so approachable was beyond all his imagination of Lin Chuan.
In Lin Chuan's view, Fan Yisheng was just doing it for charity and was not a competitor, so there was no need to be cold-shouldered.
After sitting down, Lin Chuan smiled and said, "It's like this, I only have ten minutes here, if you have any requests, just say it!"
Fan Yisheng hurriedly adjusted his mentality and said with a smile: "Hello Mr. Lin, I am here to raise funds for Hong Kong charity. I have a piece of information here. Please read and listen to me!"
The so-called information is a photo album.
The photos inside are of people in need of help.
Lin Chuan was deeply touched when he saw those photos.
Fan Yisheng followed up and said: "Mr. Lin, what you see now are the people who need help. Some of them can't even eat, can't even afford medicine, are homeless, and are suffering from poverty.
Especially those children who have no father or mother and can only sleep next to the garbage dump every day and rely on begging for a living. Our charity union has been doing our best to help them.
But our funds are limited and sometimes we can’t do anything. I hope Mr. Lin can show his kindness and help these elderly people and children!”
When he saw this, Lin Chuan also nodded with deep feeling.
No one can look at these and not think they are pitiful.
He then asked: "As far as I know, Hong Kong holds charity fundraisers every now and then. Why don't you have funds?"
Fan Yisheng said deeply and helplessly: "Because we are just an amateur organization initiated by the private sector, we can only find funds ourselves!"