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Chapter 391 Nanyang Golden Tide (Second update, please subscribe)

Although it is nearly the end of the year, Chang'an in December still looks like midsummer.

Flowers are in full bloom in the park, and green trees are reflected in the clear water.

In the cafe in the park, the air conditioner is blowing.

There was the hustle and bustle of vehicles and pedestrians outside the window.

Regardless of whether they are rich or poor, they bathe in the sun together, sweat together, and run around under the scorching sun, happy and happy.

Although it was only nine o'clock in the morning, this coffee shop was already packed with people. The people gathered here were talking loudly about various stock codes. The sound of people talking loudly was deafening, and there was even the sound of waiters opening soda bottles.

This is generally the case in coffee shops near the stock market. I don’t know when, those stock traders and futures traders began to occupy these coffee shops.

As soon as Yang Yuankai entered the door, two voices greeted him at the same time:

"Yeah! Boss Yang! You're welcome, please tell me!"

"How's the fight going? What's going on? You, Boss Yang, are the last to come among us. You must know some news."

"Yes, yes. Boss Yang just came from Tangshan. How is the situation there now?"

"The newspaper also said that peace talks with the North have begun."

"It was said every day that the Central Army won the battle, but the news from outside said that the situation was unfavorable here. There was no accurate news in the newspapers."

The short fat man who was patted on the shoulder had not yet opened his mouth, but the opportunity to speak was snatched away by another person:

"Turn in, Xu Beng has turned in again, don't think all the hundreds of thousands of troops have turned in again..."

"The news from the outside may not be accurate. They all come from the Central News Agency. But there are so many refugees coming this time! The day before yesterday at the West Sea Port, Wu Yangyang transported more than 30,000 refugees. According to those people He said that now the Central Army has been defeated thousands of miles away."

For a time, there was a sigh all around. These people came here to escape the war. Many of them did not buy property at all, and only wanted to return to Shanghai or Jiangning and other places as soon as the war stopped.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the latest news is that the freighter "Huck Fosse" has arrived at the Port of San Francisco. According to the General Agreement on Tariffs, textiles will only be subject to a 1% tariff starting from January 1!"

"5.5%! Oh my god, those who open a clothing factory will get it!"

"It's not stocks or futures, but it's not the bonds you're best at. We're here to talk about the military ahead. Let's sit down first."

This unanimous call took effect immediately like a forbidden spell; the voices of people arguing about something immediately stopped, many faces turned, and many eyes turned to Yang Yuankai, who had just walked in.

Yang Yuankai smiled slightly, glanced at everyone's faces, patted a short fat man on the shoulder with his left hand, and said:

"Aren't you here discussing stocks and futures? I'm an outsider in these matters."

"It's roughly the same as what's in the newspaper."

Such a low tariff is almost equivalent to none! Although they originally knew that after the General Agreement on Tariffs, the U.S. market would be fully opened and tariffs would drop significantly, no one expected that the drop would be so large!

If in the past the only markets in Borneo were the Commonwealth and colonies, now not only the US market has opened, but even other countries around the world have also opened their markets, and the tariffs are so low.

Just then, someone suddenly broke in and shouted loudly.

Yang Yuankai is not being modest. It is true that he is a banker, but he is not good at stocks and futures.

A gentleman sitting diagonally opposite said quickly.

"Hey! I listen to the news from the Central News Agency on the radio and in the newspapers every day, but I keep reading it. What's the matter?"

"Isn't this still a raging war?"

Frowning, Yang Yuankai only gave a vague answer:

This is more exciting than a battle report thousands of miles away!

After all, the war is none of their business.

Making money is the most important thing these days, and besides, they are all in Nanyang now.

The sudden news made everyone in the coffee shop change their expressions, including Yang Yuankai who also hurried over to find out what was going on. I heard that after various tariffs were significantly reduced, everyone had different thoughts: people who bought textile and other industrial stocks were so happy that they smiled with their mouths wide open, while those who didn't bought mostly looked regretful. appearance!

"It's up, it's up! All industrial stocks are bullish at once!"

Someone stood by the door of the café and shouted. Immediately, a group of people came in, the same group of people who had been discussing stocks and futures there. They all opened their eyes wide, stretched their necks, looked this way, squeezed a step that way, and asked random questions. road:

"It's gone up? How much has it gone up?"

"Coal mines, have coal prices increased?" "Coal mines must have increased prices. After all, industrial production requires electricity, and electricity needs coal to generate electricity!"

"Yes, you're right, it will definitely increase."

Although there have been signs for a long time, an unprecedented golden wave is coming. I don’t know how many people there were on this day. Of course, some people will become rich in this unprecedented gold wave, and of course, some people will lose everything.

……

In the afternoon, the crowded stock exchange finally returned to silence with the ringing of the closing bell. There were scattered notes everywhere in the hall. You can see their profits by looking at their expressions. They must have made money because they were beaming. , If you are mourning your heir, you will definitely lose money.

Opposite the Chang'an Stock Exchange, there are a few people standing a little further away. They are watching all this with the attitude of bystanders. It can be seen at a glance that these people have just arrived from Tangshan. One of them Man, murmured in his mouth:

"What a mania for speculation! What a mania for speculation! Look, this is not investment, it is clearly speculation! Alas, if this continues for a long time, Nanyang will be completely destroyed by investment..."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone tapped him on the shoulder and said loudly:

"It's unfounded to worry. Nanyang and Shanghai are completely different. Come on, let's talk in the coffee shop."

Soon, a few of them arrived at the roadside cafe. There were no more customers in the cafe that was originally crowded with customers.

"A cafe like this is actually equipped with air conditioning,"

As soon as he entered the door, Wu Shengshan was surprised by the coolness inside. It's so hot outside and so cool inside. It must be air-conditioned.

"In the past two years, many places in Nanyang have been equipped with air conditioners. What... Polar Bear air conditioners, Nanyang's famous brand products,"

When it came to air conditioners, Fan Lunwei couldn't help but say a few more words.

"The air conditioner is a good thing. In such a hot weather in Nanyang, it is so comfortable to have it. Look, how comfortable it is to stay in this room."

"It can actually make air conditioners. This thing is extraordinary. I heard that only the United States can make it, but Nanyang can make air conditioners!"

"There are so many things that can be made in Nanyang!"

While speaking, Fan Lunwei said.

"This is the difference between Nanyang and other places. If you had come a few days earlier, you would have seen the news in the newspaper. Last year, Nanyang's steel production was 230 million tons, coal was 4780 million tons, and power generation was 198 billion kilowatt……"

After telling the numbers one by one, he added.

"Even the population has exceeded 2000 million! Speculation... Investment without a target is speculation, but investment with a destination is investment. This year, Nanyang's steel output may exceed 400 million tons, and power generation will exceed 300 billion. Even Population, official expectations are for another million people,"

"Ten million! How is that possible?"

Wu Shengshan and Lin Zhongde both opened their mouths in shock.

"How can we transport so many people in one year!"

"Last year, the giant ship "Borneo" made 57 trips from the Yangtze River Estuary to the West China Sea. Each trip took nearly 46 people and sometimes more than 11 people. This ship alone brought in three million immigrants. Nanyang Landing ship No. 7, when it set out from Lianyun on November 14000 last year, had more than 30000 people on board. Counting the two free ships Chengde and Quanxing, the two ships had more than people on board. .”

Fan Lunwei's explanation made them dumbfounded. When they came, they had seen ships packed with passengers. There were hundreds of ships like that in Nanyang. It was thanks to them that they were able to survive in just four years. By the time it arrived, 2000 million people had been transported.

It is these people who have fundamentally changed this land. Tens of thousands of natives still lived in Sandakan four years ago, but now Chang'an has a population of 300 million, almost all of whom are Chinese. Apart from the high-rise buildings, who would think it is a foreign country?

"You must know that these people, regardless of gender, are basically young laborers. With people, factories, and investment..."

After taking a sip of coffee, Fan Lunwei glanced out the window and said:

"How could Nanyang be completely destroyed by speculation?"

"Hey, it seems I was too arbitrary, but..."

Wu Shengshan looked out the window and said.

"As long as the war stops in the future, I believe Tangshan will definitely get better and better,"

Fan Lunwei said after listening to his friend's words.

"Nanyang is actually not bad. I have been here for three years and have witnessed the changes here with my own eyes. Otherwise, outsiders would not know that this is the miracle of Nanyang!"

(End of this chapter)