wild 1995

Chapter 73 Benefits
"Dean, are you at home or in the office?"

"What are you going to do in the office?"

"Good thing, I'll be in your office in half an hour."

Di Ye parked his newly purchased Mitsubishi Space Vehicle in front of the office building of the School of Computer Science, and then walked into Dean Fei's office with a canvas bag in his arms. He put the bag on the desk, opened the mouth of the bag, and said proudly: "Dean, this is a donation of 20 yuan. It's not a lot. Let someone count it."

Dean Fei looked at the stacks of hundred-yuan bills in the canvas bag, was stunned, and scolded, "Are you crazy! What are you doing here with so much cash?"

"This kind of donation will have a shocking effect. If the money is transferred, only the dean will know, and the scene is not lively enough."

"Donation is not a bribe. What do you mean I am the only one who knows? Do you know how troublesome it is for you to do this? It is Saturday afternoon, and the finances of the school and the courtyard are not working. How do you ask me to enter the account?"

"Then I'll take it back first and come back on Monday?"

"Don't even think about it! It's all here, there's no reason to take it away."

Dean Fei took out the school address book from the drawer, made seven or eight phone calls in a row, and finally completed the financial procedures for the 20 donation. Then he lit a cigarette and asked with a smile: "Di Ye, tell me, what do you want me to do for you?"

"I only do good things today, and treat you to dinner tonight."

"If you don't have anything to do, you must have no good intentions. It's fake for you to treat guests, but it's true for me to trust you?"

"It's too hurtful for you to say that. I'm just afraid that the two of us will have a lonely meal, so I invited a few more..."

In the evening, the dining place was still Lingyun Hotel. Di Ye lured Dean Fei to sit in the town, and Zheng Yingyong brought a 25-year-old young man over, and introduced him, "This is Wang Yi, who is composed of four fires. He is an international student who graduated from Boston University School of Management in the United States last year."

Although Boston University is not as famous as Harvard and MIT in the same city, it is still considered a top university. Dean Fei was very interested, and asked Wang Yi to ask questions.

However, doing business is not a thesis defense, and Di Ye was too lazy to expose it. After some simple bargaining, the School of Computer Science, Di Ye, Zheng Yingyong, and Wang Yi finally cooperated to establish a system integration company to provide Internet access technology solutions for post offices around the world.

Next came the popular part of naming. Since Wang Yi held the most shares, Di Ye asked him to take it first. As a result, this guy took all the inexplicable English abbreviations. Dean Fei had to remind: "Domestic companies must use Chinese names for registration. Transliteration of these abbreviations into Chinese will be weird and not pleasant."

Wang Yi was very annoyed, and complained in a quizzical style. He was no longer interested in naming it, so Di Ye took out a classic place name in "World of Warcraft" again in a wicked way, and said, "How about calling it Flash Gold? Earning money like lightning, the English name is Goldshire, Golden County."

As a result, the name was well received. Dean Fei liked the implication of the Chinese name, and Wang Yi felt that the English name had an English style, so he decided on it.

The English name of Goldshire, Goldshire, appeared as early as in "Warcraft 1994" released in January 1. It may not be able to register successfully abroad, but Di Ye doesn't care, because this company is just a tool for making money, making money like lightning, and then abandoning it like lightning.

As the host of the treat, Di Yan was in charge of enlivening the atmosphere, and didn't say anything else. After the partnership broke up, on the way Di Ye sent her home, she said regretfully: "Little brother, you should have asked for more shares just now. This business is very profitable, but without your technology, they can't do it at all."

Zheng Yingyong holds 10% of the shares of Shining Gold, Yunda School of Computer Science and Di Ye each hold 20%, and the remaining 50% is owned by Wang Yi. Di Ye, as the main technology provider, does seem to be at a loss.

"Sister, don't look at what I just said. In fact, this business has no technical content. You only need to buy a server and router, and then grab a few students from the School of Computer Science of Yunda University to work for free, teach them to configure parameters, install a few open source software, and basically get it done. So the main problem is not technology, but the way to get the post office."

"That Wang Yi has connections?"

"If I'm not mistaken, he should be the son of Wang Beilin, the executive deputy mayor."

Di Yan once checked Zheng Yingyong's communication records for Di Ye, but she didn't know what was found. She was taken aback and asked, "How do you know?"

"I saw a photo of Mayor Wang in the newspaper, and the facial features of the two of them are somewhat similar."

"After you put it this way, I finally understand the reason why Mr. Zheng was able to transfer me to the Data Communication Bureau within a few days. Director Ma of our Post Office is a loyal confidant of Mayor Wang."

"Sister, don't worry about your cronies or not, just make the process of opening the Internet in Yuncheng open and transparent, and don't let people criticize you."

"You don't need to remind me about this, I know what to do."

After sending Di Yan home, Di Ye drove the space car towards the rented house, ready to challenge the two female bosses again, but received a call from Tang Renrong on the way. Because the big brother was too bulky to talk while driving, he had to stop on the side of the road and concentrate on answering.

"Your article is too long. "Pujiang Securities News" has a limited space, and plans to divide it into two issues, so I would like to invite you to come to Pujiang again, hold a seminar with several financial experts, and adjust and enrich the structure and part of the content of the article."

Di Ye was just a gossip expert, and he didn't want to show cowardice, so he immediately refused, perfunctory: "Mr. Tang, I'm looking at the problem from the perspective of informatics, and I can't talk with financial experts, and I have already mentioned everything I should say in the article. Let the editor of "Pujiang Securities News" adjust it by himself, as long as the general meaning remains the same."

Tang Renrong was just helping to pass on a message. After a few words of persuasion, seeing that Di Ye insisted on not going, he stopped mentioning it. Instead, he talked about his idea of ​​suggesting that the stock exchange suspend the trading of treasury bond futures, and asked him what he thought.

"Mr. Tang, I agree with your point of view. The construction of the Internet cannot be completed overnight. Suspending the trading of national debt is indeed the safest way at present."

Di Ye first praised Tang Renrong a few words, then changed the subject and said, "On the afternoon of February 2, after I left Haitong Securities, I went to take a group photo with my girlfriend at the entrance of the Pujiang Stock Exchange. It happened that two people were photographed. Does Mr. Tang know who they are?"

"Who?"

"Geng Liang, director of the Futures Department of the China Securities Regulatory Commission, and Yao Gang, deputy director."

Tang Renrong knew Geng Liang, and discussed Di Ye's article with him this afternoon. He was a little surprised when he heard that, and said with a smile, "That's really a coincidence. It seems that you and Director Geng are destined."

"It's even more coincidental. According to the news I found out afterwards, Director Geng went to inform Wei Wenyuan that day that the supervision over treasury bond futures will soon be transferred from the Ministry of Finance to the China Securities Regulatory Commission."

It was the first time Tang Renrong heard the news, and pondered: "What do you mean?"

"The China Securities Regulatory Commission has been arguing with the Ministry of Finance since 1993. It has taken great pains to obtain the regulatory rights of treasury bond futures. Now that they have not done anything, you suggest that they suspend trading and abolish their martial arts. Do you think Director Geng agrees? Even if Director Geng agrees, do the leaders of the China Securities Regulatory Commission agree?"

Tang Renrong is a member of the system, of course he knew that the China Securities Regulatory Commission would definitely disagree, and he sighed: "If there is no suspension, I am afraid that something similar to 327 will happen again in a short time."

Di Ye admired Tang Renrong's acumen very much, because history proved that his prediction was correct. In a few months, the 319 incident would occur again, which led to the decision of the top management to close the national bond futures market for more than ten years, and it was not reopened until 2013.

"Mr. Tang, the crux of the problem is not treasury bond futures, but hot money. If hot money is not supervised and you suspend treasury bond futures, within a few days, stocks, stamps, commemorative coins, telephone magnetic cards and other things that can be hyped will skyrocket one after another, and the damage may be even greater."

When it came to hot money, Tang Renrong also admired Di Ye very much, saying: "In your article, what I admire most is this point of view. It is absolutely unexpected without a big picture. Even Chairman Li of the China Securities Regulatory Commission was full of praise. He said that he hit the nail on the head and hit the point. Then he personally called and recommended it to the editor-in-chief of "Pujiang Securities News."

Di Ye laughed loudly and asked, "Mr. Tang, if the country wants to regulate hot money, which institution would it prefer?"

Tang Renrong was taken aback for a moment, then couldn't help but also laughed, and asked, "The China Securities Regulatory Commission?"

"bingo."

"It's a pity that you don't go to be an official!"

(End of this chapter)