1928: The Rise of Giants

Chapter 344 The first team of Hongxing Securities Investment

this afternoon.

Several disciples from the Hongmen Hongxing Hall walked into the Hongxing Securities Investment Company with a dozen Chinese workers recruited by Situ Feifei from Chinatown.

Walking at the end was a young man wearing long sleeves and suspenders, wearing round glasses, a little timid. He raised his head and repeatedly confirmed that this building indeed belonged to Hongxing Securities Investment, which recruited them, before following the Hongmen disciples. Continue to enter.

"Brother Luo Fei, can you really earn dozens of dollars a month by working here?" A young woman with wavy hair and a still attractive face even with a big belly asked in a low voice.

Luo Fei, the Hongmen disciple at the front of the queue, grinned and said: "Don't worry, sister-in-law Huixin, Brother Daren used to help me so much at the dock. I can't trick anyone. You know who the boss of our company is, Shanghai Beach." Second young master Ye Luo, does he know how to attack?"

"Ye Luo? I seem to have heard of it somewhere." A pregnant woman named Hui Xin muttered, but she couldn't remember where she had seen this name.

The young man at the end of the line exclaimed and couldn't help but ask: "Is it the senior Ye Luo who wrote about the rise of the U.S. stock market?"

"Do you know about the second young master?" Luo Fei looked at him curiously.

"I also studied at Harvard." The young man hesitated, blushing a little.

He failed to get into Harvard University after taking the exam for three years. In the end, he had to work part-time and went to the private business school next door. After finishing school, he found out that the school did not have a qualification certificate. It was a waste of time and money. , now I have to lie to my parents to work and pay off the debt.

While in school, he heard his classmates and teachers discuss Ye Luo's paper many times. It was recognized and praised by academic experts in the United States, which shows Ye Luo's reputation in the academic world.

"Little brother, is this man great?" Hui Xin asked him in a low voice.

The young man didn't know how to answer.

This is not a great question, but it is similar to someone asking whether the President of the United States is powerful in the United States. The question itself is meaningless.

And no matter how you say to a low-level farmer that the President of the United States is great, he won't be able to understand that.

The level is completely different.

Ye Luo, who was sitting in the office and sorting out the stock situation with Situ Feifei, heard a knock on the door, put down the paper and pen in his hand, and asked someone to come in.

"Little miss, second young master, I've called everyone." Luo Fei came to the office, wiped away his sense of superiority in the face of these Chinese workers, and immediately lowered his attitude.

Huixin is not very knowledgeable, and her husband died in an accident on the dock, but she lives in the lower-class Chinese circles and is extremely sensitive to many human feelings and sophistication.

Seeing that the usually majestic Luo Fei respected the two of them so much, he immediately realized that the status of the two young men in front of him who were much younger than himself must be extraordinary.

In Chinatown, if you have the support of a high-status Chinese, you will be able to live comfortably in the United States. On the contrary, if you offend such a fellow countryman, you will die miserably.

After all, American laws do not protect criminals.

"Hello everyone, I have read all your resumes and I am very satisfied." Ye Luo got straight to the point, stood up and shook hands with them one by one, appearing very easy-going, "In my opinion, you all have reasons to make money, and I have a good personality and have unique skills. But here, in my securities investment company, you can get everything you want."

"Huixin, right? Your husband Li Daren was crushed to death while moving goods at the dock last month. The American Workers' Union and the Chinese Union didn't care about it. Now you are pregnant and can't even afford medical expenses. You are also a gangster. Even at noon After eating, I don’t know where the dinner was at night.”

Ye Luo recognized Huixin in the crowd at a glance. After all, it was extremely rare to have big waves and a big belly.

Being exposed by him in an instant, Hui Xin, who had always been calm, became a little helpless, and her face burned with heat, and she didn't dare to raise her head to look at her.

"What would you do if you never had money?" Ye Luo approached her and asked.

Other people's eyes also glanced over.

They had briefly met each other when they were recruiting workers, and each of them had slightly glossed over their experiences to make them more respectable.     Obviously, what Ye Luo said now is the truth.

The image of a single pregnant woman that Hui Xin had just created suddenly collapsed.

No one would have thought that this beautiful, fat-bellied widow would not even have money to eat.

"I" felt all kinds of scorching gazes. Huixin took a deep breath and simply gave up, "What else can I do? Either work as a coolie in a black kiln or stand on the street. The price is higher if you have a big belly." .”

Black kilns are black-hearted factories. They are usually opened by indigenous capitalists and run by Chinese compradors, who specialize in exploiting those helpless Chinese workers.

Not to mention standing on the street.

If Huixin's conditions are laid out, business will definitely be good.

"Not anymore. As long as you can continue working in my company, I can provide you with three meals, board and lodging, give you a monthly salary of 20 US dollars, and even reimburse you for your medical expenses when you go to the hospital. "

Ye Luo looked at her with a smile, his voice was seductive.

Hearing what he said, Huixin's first reaction was that the rich young master wanted to support her.

I heard that some rich people have special hobbies and are pregnant, which might be a bonus.

But when she and Situ Feifei looked at each other, this thought disappeared.

With such a beautiful and young girlfriend, how could he like someone like himself?

Before Huixin could respond, Ye Luo walked up to the young man again: "Liu Xuenong, a native of Fujian Province, came to the United States with his parents. He applied for Harvard three times but failed to get into it."

Ye Luo just talked about it one after another.

Every sentence reveals the deepest soft spots in their hearts, and at the end they throw out an extremely tempting bait.

In just a few minutes, Situ Feifei saw Ye Luo taking care of these new Chinese workers.

In the past, the old man had always emphasized to her how to manage people, and said that it was all about talent. She couldn't understand it before, but until she met Ye Luo, she finally understood the meaning of the old man's words.

"Um, Second Young Master Ye, is our job to sell stocks to Americans?" Liu Xuenong raised his hand and asked.

"Yes." Ye Luo nodded.

This young man is very smart and capable, and he is more optimistic about it.

Liu Xuenong asked in confusion: "Then why don't we sell to the Chinese at the same time? There are tens of thousands of Chinese in New York now. Counting the shady people like us, there are more people and we can communicate better than Americans."

"Xue Nong, remember one thing. We don't cheat our own people." Ye Luo stopped smiling and patted his shoulder gently, "Or do you want to push yourself into the fire pit?"

"I" Liu Xuenong was startled by his momentum and did not dare to answer.

"Thanks to the trend of national stock trading, I don't need to educate you about the basic concepts of stocks." Ye Luo smiled and continued, "What you have to do is to divide the stocks in the company and try your best to sell them to Americans. . I heard Feifei say that you have all lived in the United States for several years, and your spoken language is okay, but it is not enough."

"Come on, Xuenong, I will demonstrate with you now."

Ye Luo said, straightened his suit and walked towards him.

(End of this chapter)