Chapter 173 The master is really effective
In the "Covonacontents" curatorial center, Jin Mingxin walked into his office holding a wet umbrella.
It is raining outside again today. If nothing else goes wrong, this should be the last rain of the year. Winter has already begun last week, and this rain directly brings the temperature down. It's four to five degrees Celsius. According to the weather forecast, the temperature will drop to about zero degrees tonight. Winter is really coming.
As the person in charge of the curatorial center, Jin Mingxin’s office is large enough, but also deserted enough. The large floor-to-ceiling window does not seem to bring much light into the office. For some reason, every day The first time you enter this office, you will feel that it is dim and gloomy.
Jin Mingxin also knows that this is a psychological effect. The reason for it is that he is not satisfied with the job and feels depressed all the time.
And since meeting the "Destined Son" man a few days ago, this feeling seems to have become even stronger.
Look at this person, he is only in his twenties, and he is already the president of a company with a market value of over 100 million US dollars. The people he interacts with every day are foreigners with profound backgrounds, and those who come in and out are all those from the upper class. It is a high-end place that only people from society go to. Their lives always seem to be so calm, so indifferent and elegant.
Jin Mingxin also wanted to live that kind of life, so she worked so hard from childhood to adulthood.
But it is a pity that in this world, the most important thing is never hard work. The saying that everyone has a chance to succeed is just a lie. I have been struggling in Seoul for more than 30 years. Years later, Jin Mingxin has already seen through it all.
After locking the door of the office and throwing his umbrella beside the door, Jin Mingxin took off his windbreaker and carefully hung it on the hanger. He also used a special towel to remove the rain-wet After carefully wiping the hem of his windbreaker clean, he quickly walked to his desk and turned on the computer on the desk.
Before the computer started up, she opened the drawer in the middle of her desk and took out a newspaper she bought a few days ago.
This is a newspaper called "Seoul Express". How should I put it? Although it bears the name of Seoul, it can only be regarded as an unknown tabloid. Its audience is mainly in Seoul and surrounding areas. Some elderly people in the area, well, they are quite superstitious, because the main contents published in newspapers are supernatural events and ghosts and gods.
Of course, well-educated shamans, Taoist priests, and monks are also frequent readers of this newspaper.
Oh, yes, in addition to the more superstitious old people, there are also some young people who like this publication. They mainly read it as a horror story tabloid.
In recent times, Jin Mingxin has bought a copy of this newspaper every day, not for any other reason, but because the "Master Xianzheng" who guided her has now become a celebrity in this newspaper. A regular, no, it is not accurate to say regular. It should be said that she has become a popular figure in this newspaper. Her name appears in this newspaper almost every day.
Just like the newspaper in Jin Mingxin's hand, it published a prophecy made by "Master Xianzheng".
In this prophecy, she warned those who speculate in stocks, saying that God is tired of people's greed and will punish those who get something for nothing in the near future. Therefore, following the former one of Japan's four major brokerages After three companies reported losses, the only remaining company, Nomura Securities, which is also the largest, will also report huge losses.
In addition, on the same day that Nomura Securities broke the news of losses, stock markets around the world will face a disaster. Many people who invested huge sums of money in the stock market will lose all their money. Return.
Jin Mingxin has seen this message many times. Because she had seen it before, she made a special call to her mother - she knew that her mother also bought some stocks, but she didn't know It just depends on which one she bought.
When she called her mother at that time, she suggested that her mother throw away all the stocks on hand, because she was now a believer in "Master Xianzheng", so the prediction made by the master, she Of course I believe it.
But her mother obviously didn't have that spiritual foundation. She actually scorned Master Xianzheng's prediction and gave a lot of reasons why the stock market couldn't crash in the near future. It is estimated that she would not sell those stocks in her hands.
Humph, you stupid people~~~
I read the newspaper report again, and at this time, the computer started up. Jin Mingxin, who had gotten some information from others, immediately opened the browser and logged into the Yahoo portal.
Sure enough, in the hot list of Yahoo portal news, the third one is the news about Nomura Securities’ losses in the first three quarters of this year, and the first one is News that the Seoul stock market opened with a heavy drop today.
Jin Mingxin clicked on the first hot news page and read the relevant reports carefully. He found that it was not just the Seoul Securities Market that plummeted, including Tokyo Securities and Hong Kong Securities, both today There was an overall downward trend after the opening. In the message section at the end of the relevant reports, some belatedly "understood" began to make various analyzes of this round of stock market decline.
Interestingly, in the message board, Jin Mingxin actually saw a lot of messages related to "Master Xianzheng". Most of these messages were marveling at the accuracy of "Master Xianzheng"'s predictions, and some people were asking how to make an appointment with "Master Xianzheng" "Consultation. It took Jin Mingxin nearly an hour to read the messages in the message board from beginning to end. The main reason was that the message board was becoming more and more lively, and more and more people were leaving messages. Often the former Just after I finished reading one, a new message popped up later.
“Didi di”
Just when Jin Mingxin’s eyes were slightly sore, her mobile phone on the table rang.
She frowned and looked at the phone screen. The caller ID was her mother's phone number. After thinking about it for a while, she didn't answer the call, but let it call over and over again.
The relationship between Jin Mingxin and his mother is not good, mainly because there are four children in the family, and his mother has an obvious patriarchal mentality. Especially in the years after graduating from college, Jin Mingxin always felt that his mother supported his career. Not enough, she always wanted to leave everything to her brother, but left her daughter to work hard outside.
Close the webpage he was browsing, Jin Mingxin stood up from his chair and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window that was stained by the rain.
From her position, she could see the square in front of the downtown building across from her in the distance. Even though it was a rainy day, there was a long queue in the square. People holding umbrellas lined up there quietly, waiting to enter Gate C11 of the City Center Building.
Jin Mingxin knew that these people in line were all believers waiting to meet "Master Xianzheng". No, they might not be believers, they were speculators. These guys all wanted to start from "Master Xianzheng" "Get advice there and realize your dream of getting rich overnight.
Jin Mingxin was full of disdain for these people, but she didn't seem to realize that she was also the same type of person.
After standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window for a while, Jin Mingxin felt anxious for no reason. She thought of the Mercedes-Benz business car she had been driving for the past two days, and also thought of her destined "son of destiny". Why did it take two or three days? , but he never contacted me?
While Kim Myung-shin was thinking about this problem, her "son of destiny" was driving a Hyundai car towards Banpo-dong.
The Hyundai car is the one that Sun Manzhu usually drives. There is no way, his own Mercedes-Benz Business Car is still in the hands of Jin Mingxin, and one of the two cars of the company was stolen last night. The new car that was supposed to be compensated for the scratch had not yet been delivered by Jane, so he couldn't just drive away the company's only remaining car.
So, in desperation, he could only drive Sun Manzhu's modern car again.
No, in the past two days, the company has to purchase some new cars. Employees are not required to have one for each. At least different departments should be equipped with two cars each. Otherwise, such a large NGN company , but there is only one car available. It’s so embarrassing to tell people.
This morning, the financial report of Nomura Securities finally came out. Immediately afterwards, the securities markets in Seoul, Tokyo, Hong Kong, Singapore and other places were in mourning.
Before going out, An Rusong also read the financial comments on the Internet. Many so-called analysts were still saying that this round of plummeting was caused by the comprehensive losses of Japan's four major securities firms. A small-scale financial panic will not last long.
An Rusong knows very well that these so-called financial analysts who have jumped out to speak out are not stupid or stupid. It is not that they cannot see the nature of this crisis and where the source is. They The reason why he tells lies with his eyes open is naturally because his own interests are involved.
But it doesn’t matter, the direction of the stock market has nothing to do with An Rusong. The effect he needs has been achieved so far. Wen Caiyuan, the "Master of Revealing the Righteousness", has completed her plan to show her saintliness in front of others, at least He has become a very famous master in the Seoul area.
The car drove to Banpo-dong. At first, An Rusong wanted to park the car directly in a parking space on the roadside of the Metropolis Building, but he turned around there and couldn't find it in the end. There was an empty parking space, and in the end, I had to park my car almost two miles away from the downtown building, and then walk there.
In the downtown building, An Rusong took the elevator directly to the floor of the office building rented by Wen Caiyuan. Then he walked out of the elevator and saw Wen Qihe in a gray suit. He was standing opposite the elevator door, leaning against the wall and waiting. With.
Seeing An Rusong come out of the elevator, the guy didn't say anything, turned around and walked into the corridor.
(End of this chapter)