Riding the wind of rebirth

Chapter 662

Hongmiaozi was originally a nunnery, and it got its name because the walls were painted red.

The feng shui here is good, and later it became the earliest computer street, and then developed into a computer city, which is a later story.

But now it is still a short 200-meter street, but this street is full of bustling crowds.

On the side of the street, there is a row of small wooden desks. There are two people sitting behind the desks, and one manages a drawer inside the desks.

There are stocks in one drawer and RMB in the other.

In addition to these ten or so "sit-down households", there are also a lot of "hot money", that is, people wandering in the streets and alleys with banknotes.

"There are so many people, do you still say it's too small?" Zhao Zhonggang was burly and felt crowded, expressing his dissatisfaction with Yan Xiao's statement.

"You haven't seen the time when I came to buy tickets." Yan Xiao looked down on everyone for not seeing the world: "That's called a sea of ​​people!"

"Young man, sell stocks?" A man saw Zhou Zhi and a group of people approaching, and immediately walked over, only glanced at Yan Xiao: "Golden Ding, [-] per piece."

"What?" Yan Xiao was dumbfounded: "Why is it only [-] per piece? When I bought it, it was [-] per piece!"

"Five hundred is what I bought last month." The man said, "The stock market was so scary back then? The stock index was [-], and it was still going uphill!"

"Fortunately, the loss is not too much. Is this going to be paid, young man?"

"Isn't that much a loss of one hundred?" Yan Xiao was about to cry.

"Let's go, let's take a look." Zhou Zhi said to the crowd, and then smiled at the man: "Thank you, uncle, we are here to open an account today, and we don't intend to sell stocks."

"How can there be any money to make a listed stock?" The man's words changed immediately: "Before the listing, the original stock is at least [-] times, and there are dividends, and the listing has a price-earnings ratio of at least [-] times. Think about it. [-] shares will be [-] immediately! If you buy it for [-], you can earn ten times more!"

"That's not what you said just now..." Yan Xiao felt that he was really not smart enough to play this game, so he didn't dare to speak loudly, so he could only mutter.

"Whether it can be listed or not is still a matter of debate. There are still risks." Zhou Zhi said with a smile: "Let's open the account first."

Everyone followed the crowd and squeezed forward. Zhou Zhi also inquired about the stock price along the way, and found that the price of one share of Jinding Cement was really the same. Three hundred and eighty ninety.

But most ticket sellers are still optimistic, mainly because they made too much money in the early stage.

Finally, the crowd in front of him was empty, and everyone squeezed into the brokerage hall.

Although there are a lot of people here, and the computer screens that watch the market are crowded with people, it is a different world compared to the outside.

There was a long queue at the account opening window, and the old lady who sold newspapers at the door was so good that her business was so good that she cracked her mouth. On the side of the booth, "Exclusive Analysis Report on the Stock Market of Sichuan Financial Power Company" was written in ugly calligraphy. where to discuss.

There are still a few groups of people in the hall, and they are holding something like a pager with a small screen on which numbers are flipped. This is the most advanced "mobile device" at present, and there is stock market information on it.

These people should be the ones who made their first pot of gold. They could have gone to the big family room, but now they are still in the stage where they 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 be sought after and write a column in the newspaper.

"?" 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, shaking his bushy eyebrows, his serious expression made him look a few years older for no reason, and handed over his and Yan Xiao's ID cards by the way: "Yes, comrade, I am older, nineteen."

The charm of police uniforms among young girls is so great these days, the young lady blushed instantly, and her voice stammered: "Okay, wait a moment...there is still a military passage over there. don't want……"

"No, we came together, anyway, it's all in line, thank you."

The young lady quickly lowered her head: "No, you're welcome..."

Yan Xiao looked at Zhou Zhi, with the corner of his mouth twitched downwards, which meant: "Apart from being thick and thick with green skin, what else is good about this guy?"

Zhou Zhi shrugged his shoulders, meaning to answer: "I can't help it, the chick like this now, you know?"

Fortunately, things went smoothly, and the securities accounts of the three of them were opened in a short while.

In the end, Yan Xiao's stock was sold, and he lost more than 400 yuan. In the words after [-], it was two lower limits.

Zhou Zhi looked at Yan Xiao, who looked like a concubine, and felt that he was really pitiful. This guy belonged to some kind of person with a big heart. This blow seemed to be a serious blow.

"Okay, okay, I promised to make it up for you." Zhou Zhi comforted him with a smile: "In a month or two, you will know that you bought it right now."

"We'll earn it back when the time comes."

Coming out of Hongmiaozi Street, the three of them sat in a chicken soup restaurant across the street.

Zhou Zhi ordered three sets of maofan in chicken soup, one chicken nugget in red oil, one stir-fried water spinach, and one cold eggplant.

When handing the chopsticks to Yan Xiao, Yan Xiao didn't seem to have recovered yet.

"Don't think about it, eat!" Zhou Zhi took the end of his chopsticks and pestered Yan Xiao in front of him.

Looking at the bustling crowd across the street, Yan Xiao shook his head: "It's like a dream, more than 400 people are gone when I open my eyes!"

After finishing speaking, he shouted bitterly: "Boss, add chicken offal! That's right, I turned grief into appetite!"

"Thank you for your trust," Zhou Zhi collapsed with a smile, "I'll take care of this meal."

The food at the Chicken Soup Restaurant at Hongmiaozi Street was unexpectedly good. When paying the bill, Zhou Zhi was thinking about when he would bring Fu Xia over to try it.

Afterwards, he called a taxi and took the two of them home. Zhou Zhi then visited several people who should be visited. He took him to Feiguan to visit Mr. Zhang and Xugong.

In the evening, Fei Guan asked Zhou Zhi to have dinner together, and invited his wife Liu Yushu, but Zhou Zhi couldn't refuse, so he had to call Zhang Yuanfu and ask him to arrange a table.

It seemed that the number of people was not enough, so Zhou Zhi simply called again and invited Jiang Wu and his wife, Director Hu, and Chi Xueli.

Fortunately, everyone came here with dignity.

When Fei Guan and Jiang Wu talked about it during the dinner, everyone knew that there were so many things that happened when Zhou Zhi went to the capital this time.

Especially Mr. Zhang and Mr. Xu treated Zhou Zhi as if they were monsters. After all, Mr. Qi and Mr. Wang were considered to be the best in the industry. It was a great opportunity for Zhou Zhi to get in touch with those two.

The only pity is that Zhou Zhi may not be able to do this job in the future, such an opportunity might be wasted.

(End of this chapter)