Chapter 663: Like a dream
Hongmiaozi was originally a nunnery. It got its name because the walls were painted red.
The Feng Shui here is good, and it later became the earliest computer street, and then developed into a computer city. This is a story later.
Now it is still a street of only two hundred meters, but this street is full of bustling people.
There are a row of small wooden desks on the street. Two people are sitting behind the desks, one of whom manages a drawer inside the desk.
There are stocks in one drawer and RMB in another drawer.
In addition to these dozen or so "households", there are also a lot of "hot money", that is, people walking around in the streets with banknotes.
“With so many people, why don’t you say it’s small?” Zhao Zhonggang was a tall man and felt so crowded, expressing his dissatisfaction with Yan Xiao’s statement.
“You have never seen me when I came to buy tickets.” Yan Xiao looked down on everyone for not seeing the world: “That’s what a huge crowd of people is!”
“Young man, sell it! Stocks?" A man came over immediately when he saw Zhou Zhi's group of people approaching, and only glanced at Yan Xiao: "Golden Summit, four hundred a piece."
"What?" Yan Xiao was dumbfounded now: "Why is it only four hundred a piece? When I bought it, it was five hundred a piece!"
"Five hundred is what I bought last month." Man Said: "Was the stock market scary at that time? The stock index was 1,344, and it was still going uphill!"
"Fortunately, I didn't lose much. Are you going to make a profit?"
"Isn't a loss of a hundred dollars a piece not much?" Yan Xiao was about to cry.
"Let's go and take a look." Zhou Zhi said to everyone, and then smiled at the man: "Thank you, uncle, we are here to open an account today, and we have no intention of selling stocks."
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"How can you make money from listed stocks by selling original stocks?" The man's tone immediately changed: "The original stocks should be split at least ten times before listing, and there will be dividends, and the price-earnings ratio will be at least 50 times after listing. Think about it. A thousand shares can be bought for fifty thousand instantly! Even if you buy it for five thousand, you can make ten times the profit!"
"That's not what you said just now..." Yan Xiao felt that he didn't have enough intelligence to play this game and didn't dare to say anything! Loudly, one could only mutter.
"It's still unclear whether it can be listed on the market. There is still a risk." Zhou Zhi smiled and said: "Let's open the account first and then talk about it."
Everyone followed the crowd and pushed forward, all the way. I was also inquiring about the stock price last week, and found that the price of one share of Jinding Cement was really just that. The most generous offer was 420, and the lowest one was only 3890.
But most ticket sellers are still optimistic, mainly because they made too much money in the early days.
Finally, the crowd in front of them was gone and everyone squeezed into the brokerage hall.
Although there are a lot of people here, and the several computer screens that watch the market are crowded with people, it is a completely different world compared to the outside.
There was a long queue at the account opening window. The lady selling newspapers at the door was so happy that she was so good at business. There was also "Exclusive Analysis Report on the Stock Market of Sichuan Financial Power Company" written in ugly calligraphy on the side of the stall. A group of elders and aunties are discussing somewhere.
There are still a few groups of people in the hall. They are holding something like a pager with a small screen on it and the numbers are turned on it. This is the most advanced "mobile device" at present. It is stock quotation information.
These people should be the ones who made the first pot of gold. They could have gone to the big room, but now they still like to come to the lobby to "share".
Zhou Zhi knew that among these people, there might be the kind of "stock god" who would soon become popular and open a column in the newspaper.
"Eighteen years old?" The young lady handling the account opening business looked at the "children" in front of her, and even had some doubts.
Fortunately, Zhao Zhonggang was wearing a police uniform, twitching his thick eyebrows, and his serious expression made him look a few years older for no reason. He handed over his and Yan Xiao's ID cards by the way: "Yes, comrade , I’m older, nineteen.” Such is the charm of police uniforms among young girls these days. Big, the young lady's face turned red immediately, and her voice was stuttering: "Okay, wait a moment... there is a military passage over there, do you want to..."
“No, we came together, we’re all scheduled anyway, thank you.”
The young lady quickly lowered her head: "No, you're welcome..."
Yan Xiao looked at Zhou Zhi and curled the corner of his mouth downwards, which meant: "In addition to being tall and thick and wearing green skin, this guy also has What’s better? ”
< br>Zhou Zhi shrugged his shoulders, meaning to reply: "No way, this is the only thing that girls like nowadays, you know?"
Fortunately, the matter was handled smoothly, and soon the securities of the three of them were The account is opened.
Yan Xiao's stock was sold after all, and he lost more than 400 yuan. In post-1997 terms, it was two lower limits.
Zhou Zhi looked at Yan Xiao, who was mourning for his heir, and felt that he was really pitiful. He was a kind of person with a big heart. This blow seemed to be a heavy blow.
"Okay, okay, I promised to make up for you." Zhou Zhi smiled and comforted him: "In a month or two, you will know that you bought it right now."
"We will earn it back then."
After coming out of Hongmiaozi Street, the three of them sat in a chicken soup restaurant across the street.
Zhou Zhi ordered three chicken soup rice dishes, one red oil chicken nugget, one stir-fried water spinach, and one cold eggplant.
When he handed the chopsticks to Yan Xiao, Yan Xiao seemed to have not recovered yet.
“Don’t think about it, let’s eat!” Zhou Zhi took the end of a chopstick and smacked it in front of Yan Xiao.
Looking at the bustling crowd across the street, Yan Xiao shook his head: "It's like a fucking dream. When I opened my eyes, more than four hundred were gone!"
After that, he shouted bitterly: "Boss, add a plate of chicken offal! That's right, I turned my grief into appetite!"
"Thank you for your trust," Zhou Zhi laughed so hard: "I'll treat you to this meal."
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The food at Hongmiaozi Jiekou Chicken Soup Restaurant tastes surprisingly good. When paying the bill, Zhou Zhi was thinking about when to bring Fu Xia over to try it.
After that, he called a taxi and sent the two of them home. Zhou Zhi went to visit a few people who needed to be visited. First, he went to Zhang Cheng and Zhang Tieguai in Shuixianqiao Antique City to drink tea for a while. , gave him two picture books of Christie’s spring auction in Hong Kong, and took him to Fei Guan’s place to visit Mr. Zhang and Xugong.
Fei Guan asked Zhou Zhi to have a meal together in the evening, and even invited his wife Liu Yushu. Zhou Zhi couldn't refuse, so he had to call Zhang Yuanfu and ask him to arrange a table.
This seemed like there were not enough people, so Zhou Zhi simply called again and invited Jiang Wu and his wife, Director Hu, and Chi Xueli.
Fortunately, everyone came here with dignity.
Fei Guan and Jiang Wuyi talked about it during the dinner, and everyone knew that Zhou Zhi went to the capital this time and so many things happened.
Especially Mr. Zhang and Xugong looked at Zhou Zhi as if they were monsters. After all, Mr. Qi and Mr. Wang were both considered the most powerful in the industry. It was really great that Zhou Zhi could establish a relationship with those two. Opportunity.
The only pity is that Zhou Zhi may not be able to work in this field in the future, so this opportunity may be wasted.
(End of this chapter)