Wind Rises 2005

Chapter 658: Ma Liang, the magic pen
The time went back to mid-afternoon, and it was still Chunyuan Street, and it was still Wangji Tea Restaurant.

The Hong Kong stock market has not yet been closed. For the first time, veteran investor Fang Bingwen did not stay at the securities company and walked into the store leisurely.

The pride on his face couldn't be hidden at all, and his eyes seemed to look down upon others.

"Hey, Uncle Fang, you didn't confiscate the order, why do you want to finish work so early?"

"The department, Uncle Fang, the department has really developed this time..."

As soon as Fang Bingwen walked into the store, the neighbors greeted him, and everyone did not hide their envy and jealousy towards this old gambling dog.

In the past two days, the media has been bombarding her. Ma Liang's name is well known in Hong Kong.

Everyone now understood the meaning of Old Man Fang's winning of the new stock lottery. It was really a windfall that fell on his head.

The key point is that Fang Bingwen is too gambling, so he directly opened dozens of accounts to make new purchases. The subscription fee alone cost thousands of Hong Kong dollars, and he also paid all the money for the coffin.

Therefore, his winning rate is much higher than that of ordinary people. Ordinary people would be grateful if they could win one hand, but this old guy won five hands.

[Liupo Malatang]’s new shares were signed for 2000 shares per lot, and these five lots cost Fang Bingwen more than Hong Kong dollars.

This is not over yet. In the morning, this old guy spent a lot of money again and made several mistakes in the stock market.

I spent more than 100,000 Hong Kong dollars to buy all the orders that others had sold in advance. No matter how high the price was, I still took it without batting an eye.

However, it turns out that the old gambling dog finally got it right this time.

The Hong Kong stock market has not yet closed, but the total assets of more than 100,000 yuan invested in the stock market have more than tripled, which almost makes this old guy faint with joy.

And this is not the final result, the rise is still very rapid.

The result is that no one is willing to throw it away anymore.

Seeing that there was no more leaks to pick up, Fang Bingwen simply left the securities company and came to the tea restaurant to rest for a while and chat with the neighbors.

Looking at the envious eyes of the neighbors, he pretended to be calm and responded: "Sprinkle water!
Two days ago, someone told me about "The Great Era" and the "Ding Crab Effect". Did you see it today?

In front of "Magic Pen Ma Liang", it is useless even if the crab comes..."

"Magic Pen Ma Liang", this is the new name given to him by some gossip tabloids in Hong Kong, which means that he has created miracles in business at a young age.

As a result, within a few days, the name quickly spread throughout the streets.

"Hey, did you ever tell me about it?"

"No, no one told me!"

The neighbors were not willing to admit it at this moment, they all shook their heads and pretended to be confused.

"Uncle Fang, we are all old neighbors. Don't forget us when we are getting rich. Why don't we introduce you first? Do we have a chance to buy some stocks and earn some tea money?"

"It's done, it's done, Uncle Fang, let's teach everyone about the femoral meridian jingle..."

Fang Bingwen felt very proud when he heard everyone's compliments. He pretended to be in an instant: "Oh, I'm suddenly thirsty and my throat is about to smoke. I'll order a cup of tea first!"

"Uncle Fang, don't bother me, I'll treat you!" With that, a middle-aged man waved his hand and shouted towards the bar, "Boss, hurry up and serve a pot of Tieguanyin!"

After a while, the owner of the tea restaurant brought the tea.

While helping Fang Bingwen pour tea, the middle-aged man said flatteringly: "Uncle Fang, drink a cup of tea, moisten your throat, and tell everyone quickly.

My wife got lucky two days ago and won a lot of money. When can I throw it away? "

Fang Bingwen just picked up the cup and immediately glared at him after hearing this: "Tossing, isn't it stupid?"

"Uncle Fang, how do you say this?"

"Do you know [Ajisen Ramen]?

The market value of such a ghost can reach 200 billion. There is no reason that the company of "Magic Pen Ma Liang" cannot even reach a market value of billion.

If you want to throw it away, I want to hold it for a long time anyway.

Such a good stock, it comes only once in a century. If you buy it, you will make a profit. Only a fool would throw it away now..."

As he spoke, Fang Bingwen took the tea and tasted it carefully, showing an air of a master.

It doesn't matter that it has more than doubled now. In his opinion, ten times the share price of such a good company is not too much.

That piece of garbage [Ajisen Ramen] has a current market value of nearly 20 billion. Why did [Liupo Malatang] have far more stores and revenue than its rival, so its market value of only 10 billion was about to stop. Fang Bingwen thought that a market value of 30 billion was nothing.

As long as you hold it for a long time, you will always wait for that day.

After so many years of stock trading, it was rare to encounter a super bullish stock, and Fang Bingwen instantly felt like he had an idea.

As the saying goes, a bird in the hand is worth ten birds in the forest!
Doesn’t the stock god Warren Buffett often say that when you encounter a good company, you must make long-term investment, and there will be stable returns.

Fang Bingwen is now convinced of this, and he plans not to let go of the stock of [Liupo Malatang].

"Uncle Fang, can I buy the stock of 'Ma Liang, the Magic Pen'?"

"Yes, we also want to buy something to play with!"

The neighbors on the side began to ask questions again and again. After all, Fang Bingwen, an old gambling dog, was the most proficient in stock trading in Chunyuan Street.

As a result, when the old guy heard this, he immediately became arrogant again: "Why buy it?"
I can’t even buy it, let alone Li…”

If he could grab the shares of [Liu Po ​​Malatang], would he leave the securities company so early? The stock market has not closed yet.

After all, everyone who grabbed it is now eager to hold it, and whoever sells it is a fool!
"What? Can't buy it?"

Neighbors and neighbors all cried out that it was a pity that an opportunity to make a fortune was missed.

Some people even began to regret that they had laughed at the old gambler for treating a dog as a leek two days ago, but it turned out that the clown was himself.

"Uncle Fang, are there any stocks that we can buy?"

So everyone pretended to flatter Fang Bingwen while asking him about other opportunities to make money.

Fang Bingwen was very impressed, but he still responded with a look of disdain: "It's not done!

If you understand stocks, do you dare to buy them?
It's better to wait for the next company of 'Magic Brush Ma Liang' to go public, and it's not too late to buy it then. "

"What? Is there a company in 'Shenbi Ma Liang' that is going to be listed?" Upon hearing this, everyone couldn't sit still.

Fang Bingwen slowly took another sip of tea, and the old god responded: "Of course!

If he wasn't so sharp, how could he be called "China's youngest business genius" by newspapers and magazines? "

"Uncle Fang, when will the next company of 'Magic Brush Ma Liang' be listed on the market?"

A housewife sitting at the next table immediately asked anxiously after hearing this. She was jealous of the old gambling dog's fortune.

Fang Bingwen hurriedly recalled the information he had read in the newspaper, and immediately replied: "Probably next year!"

"Next year? So fast?"

"It's okay. Is it reliable?"

When Fang Bingwen heard this, he became anxious on the spot: "Ah, believe it or not!"

These thumping neighbors actually dare not believe what he says. That was an exclusive interview with "Ma Liang" published in "Ta Kung Pao". He told it personally, could it be false?

"Is it true?"

"Uncle Fang, I will ask my wife to save money, and she must take me to buy it next year!"

"That's it, that's it. As long as all our neighbors follow Fang Boli and get the money, we will have all the afternoon tea at Lili from now on..."

Everyone flattered me with every word, and begged Fang Bingwen to take everyone to play with him when he launched new stocks next year.

While everyone was chirping, the TV set hanging on the wall played financial news again.

The Hong Kong stock market closed, and the news of an epic surge instantly reached everyone's ears.

Especially the [Liu Po ​​Mala Tang] surged more than three times, which made everyone's eyes widen in shock. Now everyone couldn't stand it anymore.

The name "Magic Brush Ma Liang" was deeply reflected in the minds of everyone present, almost equating to an existence like the God of Wealth.

After all, if you buy the stock of this "China's youngest business genius" company, you can make a fortune, who wouldn't want to?

The customers in the store were eager to order a statue as soon as possible so that they could worship Ma Liang at home tonight.

(End of this chapter)