Reverse Rebirth 1990

Chapter 695 709 [Dragon and Phoenix Among People]

In the stock trading hall——
"What, more than 1000 million?"

"Impossible, to invest more than 1000 million in stocks at once?"

"This is indeed Young Master Nie's style, he doesn't know how to live or die!"

When Nie Weidong took out more than 1000 million stocks for stock trading, the entire trading floor was shocked by Nie Weidong's big hand.

After all, in this era, being able to spend more than 1000 million stocks in one go is not something ordinary people can afford.

As the boss of the Dahu area, Ma Wu was speechless in surprise.Sister Xia couldn't help but look at Nie Weidong one more time, wondering if she had picked the wrong partner just now. Song Zhichao was an ordinary person, and this Young Master Nie was a dragon and a phoenix.

But the most surprising thing here is Fat Three.

Fat San knew that Nie Weidong had a passbook of tens of millions, but he thought it was Nie Weidong's bluff, and he didn't know where he got the money to pretend to be a force here, but now...

Fat San dispelled this ridiculous idea - he is not pretending to be aggressive, he is really rich!
But the question is, where did the money come from?
Could it be that this damn prodigal robbed the bank?
Fat San couldn't figure it out, but the more he couldn't figure it out, the more curious he became, and the more curious he was, the more he couldn't help losing his temper.As a result, many people around him were scolded by him, even his girlfriend who was brought to show off by his arm was scolded and cried by him.

Fat San was full of anger and had nowhere to vent, and he was so curious that he was dying, so he called the stock manager Zhao Dezhu and asked Nie Weidong where he got so much money.

Zhao Dezhu said in his heart, aren't you a joke? How do I know where people get their money for stock speculation? Besides, what's the use of you caring about these things? If you have the ability, you can spend more than 1000 million to speculate.

Of course, these words of contempt for Fat San cannot be said in person. On the surface, Zhao Dezhu still said enthusiastically that he didn't know about these things and needed to ask Young Master Nie himself.

Fat San noticed now that this damn fool Zhao Dezhu actually called that prodigal son "Young Master Nie".

Fat San couldn't accept this.

But the reality is in front of his eyes. Nie Weidong spent tens of millions of stocks to invest in stocks, and felt that he could stand up to the title "Master Nie".

On the other hand, telling myself to take out so much money in one go... Mmm, it's really difficult.

After all, so much money is not a small amount, even if Long Shao and Long Jianfei want to invest so much at once, he still has to think about it.

"Then which stocks did he buy specifically?" Fat San couldn't get the result he wanted, so he had to settle for the next best thing, defeating Nie Weidong in the stock market, and regain his self-esteem and glory.

Zhao Dezhu is not the type who answers all questions—as a unique race, he rubbed his hands and said in distress: "This... can't be said, it belongs to the client's privacy, I have professional ethics " After finishing speaking, a pair of eyes stared at the wallet that Fat San held.

Fat San didn't respond, and directly took off the wallet under his arm, opened it and randomly took out three hundred-yuan bills, stuffed them into Zhao Dezhu's hands, and said, "Are these enough to buy your professional ethics?"

Zhao Dezhu chuckled, "Who do you think I am, you should take this money back!"

I can't even look down on it.

Fat San is so angry, he would have slapped Zhao Dezhu's face earlier than usual - making you greedy and pretending to be aggressive.

But now the situation is stronger than others, because he has something to ask for, so Fat San could only hold back his anger, took out two more cards from the bag, put them together into five hundred and handed them over.

I thought that Zhao Dezhu should speak up now, but who knows that the other party just smiled and said to Fat San: "Third Master, what do you mean by giving such a small amount? I insulted you as well." After a pause, " You know, that is a big investment of more than 1000 million, I have the right and obligation to keep the secrets for VIP customers, how can I tell you so easily."

Fat Three: "..."

For the first time, I felt that this guy who nodded and bowed and flattered me in front of me all day was so annoying, no, it was disgusting.

"How much do you want?" Fat San asked in a cold voice impatiently.

Zhao Dezhu rolled his eyes, "As I said before, I have professional ethics, and that's an investment of more than 1000 million yuan..."

Fat Three: "..."

Uh, I understood now, so I took out a few more coins and stuffed them together into a thousand, "Say—!"

Zhao Dezhu smiled, took advantage of the opportunity to stuff the one thousand into his trouser pocket, and said, "Look at you, third master, why do you insist on forcing me to break the rules——I have already copied the data of those stocks for you." You take it!" After finishing speaking, Zhao Dezhu took out another piece of paper from his trouser pocket and stuffed it into Fat San.

Fat Three: "..." It turns out that this guy was already prepared and was just waiting to extort money.

Looking at Zhao Dezhu again, after finishing these, he immediately walked towards another area with his hands behind his back, humming a ditty - he had copied this data for several minutes, and now he was going to try his luck with Ma Wu and Miss Xia.

Today the magpies are chirping at the door of the house, it really is good luck.

Well, but I should be most grateful to that Young Master Nie. Without his generosity, I would not be as lucky as I am today.

Seeing Zhao Dezhu, the bloody greedy guy, leave, Fat San turned his head to look at the stocks that Nie Weidong invested more than 1000 million in.

When he saw it, he was stunned.

Not to mention, although Fat San's stocks mainly rely on the information given by Long Jianfei, he also has some understanding of the general trend of stocks. After all, he has been in the stock market for so many years. If he can't even see a general trend, Wouldn't that be a waste of time.

Therefore, after looking at the stocks that Nie Weidong bought for the first time, Fat San had to admit that these stocks are very good potential stocks.

Staring at these stocks, Fat San calculated fiercely in his eyes, these are stocks worth more than 1000 million, if he makes a game of himself, he will eat them.

You know, it is now 1994, and the stock market in China Shipping is mixed with dragons and snakes. Although it is not as chaotic and unruly as before, it is still the big fish eating the small fish, the small fish eating dried shrimps, and the dried shrimps eating mud—to put it simply, there will be Many big players secretly colluded to cheat the money of those retail investors.

But Fat San soon shook his head.

The reason is that although he has a good appetite, he can't chew it.

The only one who can swallow tens of millions or even hundreds of millions in one gulp is Zhong Hai Long Shao - Long Jianfei.

Thinking of this, Fat San was a little bit reluctant to part with the fat in his mouth, and rolled his eyes, so he had a new idea.

Long Shao seems to be very busy recently, hehehe!
……

Nie Weidong showed Song Zhichao the data on the stocks he had purchased—after all, Song Zhichao gave him the money.

Song Zhichao didn't even look at it, stuffed the data into his pocket, and said with a smile: "I'm tired, I'll take you to a good place tonight, there are beauties and good wine." The sister gave him the business card and handed it to Nie Weidong.

Nie Weidong was stunned when he saw it, only to see that it said - Wealth Salon.

Before Nie Weidong could ask, Song Zhichao said again: "By the way, call Xiong Yaohua, and Wudong and the other five will also come over—after all, we need to let them know where the money was spent. If we really lose money, we can do it There is an excuse to prevaricate, isn't it?"

Nie Weidong: "..."

Seeing Song Zhichao's smiling, harmless appearance to humans and animals, he felt like he was on a boat.

Seeing Nie Weidong's astonished expression, Song Zhichao had no choice but to pat him on the shoulder and said, "I'm just joking with you, don't be nervous, let me tell you, the stock you bought will definitely go up this time, so don't worry, it will only succeed. Can't fail!"

Nie Weidong: "..."

It took a long time to hold back a sentence: "How can you be so sure?"

Song Zhichao smiled and said, "Didn't you say that there is a stock god in this world? Maybe I am that stock god."

Nie Weidong remembered the story he told Song Zhichao, and immediately said with a smile: "Don't be ridiculous! Are you a stock god? Then I'm still the President of the United States!" He looked disbelieving.

That's right, the stock god is the greatest figure in Nie Weidong's mind, not only mysterious, but also full of legends, but how could Song Zhichao in front of him be?

Even if Nie Weidong was killed, he would not believe it.

(End of this chapter)