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meet by chance

Before I knew it, it was already November.Since going to work, in order to make a good impression on the leaders and colleagues, Fan Yi has restrained himself from operating stocks very rarely. In addition, recently, the market has been dominated by fluctuations, and Fan Yi even has no time to watch the market. Much less than before.Occasionally, I would use my lunch break to visit Donglu Securities not far from my unit, and take a break by the way.Watching the market here is very different from watching it on a mobile phone or a computer.

Of course, for a while, since there are not many retail investors coming, there is another advantage of watching the market in the business hall, that is, it can really relax and rest.In the business halls of [-] and [-] square meters, apart from the occasional flipping of two huge electronic screens showing Shanghai and Shenzhen respectively, there are very few stockholders still active in the hall.Even if there are a few of them, they are either playing chess, playing cards, knitting sweaters or simply taking a nap.

The big family room was even quieter, and Fan Yi would often get confused when he was watching the market, and he might have taken a nap.

Seeing that it was almost 02:30, Fan Yi rubbed his eyes and walked out from the big family room. He just went out, and in a daze, he kicked something with his toe. When he looked down, it was a white plastic bag. It seemed that there were still some heavy things wrapped inside.Fan Yi bent down and picked it up casually, wanting to stuff it into the trash can next to him.

After thinking about it, I opened it again to have a look.I saw that there was money wrapped in newspapers inside.There are quite a few banknotes, but there are not many large denominations, but the initial judgment must be three to five thousand.

Fan Yi raised his head and looked around. There were very few people, and no one seemed to have lost money.In this situation, the best way to deal with it is to hand over the money to the staff of the sales department.Just as he was about to walk over, two old ladies from outside the hall rushed in, looking for something in the hall separately with their heads down.

Fan Yi smiled, knowing that the owner should be here, so he walked towards an old lady.

"Auntie, what are you looking for?"

The old lady looked up at Fan Yi, and suddenly found the plastic bag in Fan Yi's hand, and exclaimed, "So it's here with you!"

"What's in it?"

"Money is my grandson's class fees."

"It's 2750 yuan." She added.

There are zeros and zeros.Fan Yi took a general look and estimated that it was almost the same, so he handed it back.

"Aunt, you have to put it away, don't drop it again."

The old lady took the money and looked at it, grabbed Fan Yi's hand with one hand and said, "Young man, thank you, if you lose it, how can I pay for it!"

Another old lady also came over at this time and asked, "Did you find it?"

"I found it. This young man picked it up. Thank you, young man."

Another old lady grabbed the money and ordered some, and said, "Exactly, 2750."

Fan Yi smiled and was about to leave. The old lady who lost the money said, "Young man, what's your name?"

"It's okay, it's a small matter. They are all stockholders, so let's help each other."

Another old lady asked, "Are you...are you a big family?"

The old lady who lost money immediately changed her mind and asked, "Is there any good stock? Give us a recommendation."

Fan Yi smiled bitterly, thinking that the old lady's attitude is good, and she will be able to adjust immediately.It's not good to just talk about this kind of topic when we meet for the first time, so I said: "The market has not improved in the past two days, so how can there be any stock recommendations!"

Another old lady was not polite, she tugged on Fan Yi's sleeve and begged.Fan Yi had no choice but to say: "Old man, let me talk about my personal point of view. This is how I see it. Only when the economy is good, the stock market will be good. When the economy is good, the consumption of raw materials will be great, and resource stocks will rise. "When the economy is bad, resource stocks will fall. This is common sense. However, no matter whether it is rising or falling, resource stocks have resources behind them. So, don't be afraid of it falling. On the contrary, as long as the stock price is not too high Not afraid. Right now, my opinion is that this is the best time to buy resource stocks.”

"That one? That one?"

Fan Yi was very helpless, so he had to say: "000787, Yunnan Copper. It just fell from 9 yuan in September and has been consolidating around 4 yuan. I suggest you pay attention and buy appropriately."

"Can it go up tomorrow? How much will it go up?"

"Yes, two aunts, even if I didn't say anything, what I just said was medium and long-term, and you two are doing short-term, we have no boundaries at all."

The two old ladies were not forgiving, but still begged.Fan Yi recalled that Miss Huang, the account manager, had given him an internal analysis at noon. It seemed that there was a column at the end that could be the stocks to focus on, so he took out the report from his armpit pocket and stuffed it to the two of them, saying: "Then look After reading this analysis, there are stocks that you can pay attention to later. However, I suggest that you better buy some 787."

At this time, Fan Yi inadvertently turned his head and saw Lao Xing coming out of the general manager's office. A graceful woman stood at the door with a bright smile and saw Lao Xing off. From a distance, Lao Xing also saw Fan. Yi, nodded slightly at him, and Fan Yi nodded back as a greeting.

The two old ladies took the report, thank you very much, Fan Yi was about to leave, and the old lady who lost the money remembered the incident just now, she was busy and thanked again, walked out with Fan Yi all the way, talking about the money all the way of origin.It turned out that the old lady who lost the money was surnamed Zhang, and the money was the class fee that the grandson's class had just collected this morning. The grandson had good grades and was the class leader, so the class fee was handed over to his parents for safekeeping.The old lady wanted to go to the bank to save money after the market closed in the afternoon, and pick up her grandson from school. Unexpectedly, when she was watching the market, she met an old stock friend, Mrs. Ma. After a while of chatting, she forgot the money. When I walked to the bank, I realized that the money was missing, so I hurried back to look for it.

Fan Yi sent the two old ladies away, and Lao Xing had long since disappeared.

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Every morning, Fan Yi would get up for morning exercises, then go home and take a shower before going to work.On this day, Fan Yi came back from morning training a little early, remembering that there was a sandbag tied to the basketball hoop in the yard of the unit for security practice, so he simply ran all the way into the yard.It was still very early, and there was no one in the yard except the security guards. Fan Yi did a few stretching preparations, then set up a posture, and punched the sandbag seriously.

In the beginning, it was considered as practice, and Fan Yi was still meditating on the essentials of punching.Hitting, hitting, Fan Yi became more and more involved, as if the sandbag in front of him suddenly turned into a concrete person.Gradually, he began to feel a sense of ruthlessness from the bottom of his heart, and before he knew it, he was gnashing his teeth, his eyes were spitting fire, he kept saying "hey, hey", and the sandbag was hit with a "bang bang" sound.

At some point, a person came out of the office building, it was Lao Xing who had come earlier.Lao Xing spent the night out last night, arrived at the unit early in the morning, made a pot of tea in the office and stayed there for a while, feeling a little hungry, just about to go out for breakfast, when he saw Fan Yi punching.At first I wanted to say hello, but found that Xiao Fan seemed to be a different person today, with an indescribable vigor all over his body, so he gave up the idea and walked over quietly.

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A few days later, one morning, Fan Yi just got out of the elevator after eating breakfast, and saw the door of the middle conference room on the ninth floor was wide open. Fan Yi walked over curiously and saw that there were two cleaners cleaning.Fan Yi asked casually, "Is there a meeting today?"

An old lady raised her head and said, "It's Director Cui who wants to use the conference room."

Oh, Fan Yi remembered, today is the quarterly director's reception day, and it's Director Cui's turn to be on duty, and the notice was sent out the day before yesterday.

The so-called bureau chief's reception day means that a bureau leader is on duty every quarter to listen to the aspirations of every employee in the bureau, which can be questions, opinions, suggestions, or even complaints and complaints.But in fact, unless it is absolutely necessary, almost no one has enjoyed the treatment of being interviewed by the bureau leader alone. Even on this day, everyone will tacitly try to avoid appearing on the ninth floor, so as not to be misunderstood as going to the office. Flatter or go snitch.Therefore, this day turned out to be a rare quiet day for the leaders of the duty bureau, where they could read documents quietly without worrying about being disturbed by trivial matters.

Fan Yi knew that Deputy Director Cui would go upstairs soon, so he quickly cleaned and tidied up the office, and pretended to sit at the desk to read the documents.Sure enough, after a while, Director Cui was accompanied by a secretary and walked past the door. At this time, Lao Shi was still in the cafeteria and hadn't come up.

Not long after the secretary left, Lao Shi finally came up. As soon as he got out of the elevator, he tiptoed into the office. After sitting down, he pointed to the conference room on the ninth floor, which was actually invisible, and asked in a low voice, "Director Cui is here?"

Fan Yi nodded and said, "Here we are."

Lao Shi made a cup of tea, nodded to Fan Yi, carefully carried the cup out of the office, and went on talking somewhere.

Fan Yi concentrated on looking at the materials at hand for a while, and carefully sorted out all kinds of documents.Hearing the "ding" sound of the elevator door, he thought it was Lao Shi who had come back, but it turned out to be a strange old man striding past Fan Yi's door with a big bag.After a while, there was movement in the central meeting room, and after a while, it seemed that after the greetings, they sat down to discuss business, and it gradually became quiet over there.

Fan Yi made up his mind, and was about to pick up the materials again to read, when he suddenly thought that the laptop he bought privately was placed on the desk. If Director Cui saw it by chance, he didn’t feel very good, so he stood up and hurriedly cleaned up. Suddenly, louder and louder voices came from the meeting room.

"Calm down, sit down and talk." This is Director Cui's voice.

"How many times have I been here, why don't you solve it? We are ordinary people, and we don't have so much time to play with you. If you give me a good word today, can you do it or not?"

"Old Xie, you have to be reasonable. If you can do it, I will do it for you; if you can't do it, no matter how many times you come, I can't do it for you!"

"Why can't we do it? We abide by the law and do business in peace and security, why can't we do it?"

"Old Xie, how many times have I explained it to you? Your request is not allowed by the national policy. We don't have the right to make it special for you alone."

Fan Yi walked cautiously to the door of the office and listened quietly, but he couldn't quite understand it. It seemed that the two were arguing about a tax policy.Fan Yi thought to himself, ashamed, ashamed, I have to strengthen my study of tax business in the future, otherwise I will be no different from an idiot in the bureau, and I can't even understand what they are saying.

Lao Xie is an old acquaintance of the Provincial Bureau.I have a small factory at home. I don’t know who said that enterprises run by ethnic minorities can be exempted from taxes. So Lao Xie went to the tax bureau, both the national tax and the local tax, first the county bureau, then the city bureau, and finally only the province. Every time I go to the provincial capital to do business, I always have to go to the Provincial State Taxation Bureau and the Provincial Local Taxation Bureau to request tax exemption.I also wrote letters of complaint to the province and the General Administration. At the beginning, the higher-ups took it very seriously, but later found that Lao Xie was just messing around. After a long time, they ignored him.The leading department can ignore him, but the tax bureau can't ignore him. From the general clerk to the director, Lao Xie has been looking for him. In the end, the bureau was really entangled.The director of the Law and Regulations Department was also frustrated by Lao Xie, and finally had no choice but to persuade him: "Lao Xie, you can go to the judicial channel. You can go to the court to sue us. You should always trust the people's court and let the court decide. , let the court seek justice for you, okay?"

But Lao Xie was unwilling. In fact, he also knew in his heart that he would lose most of the lawsuits. It would be better to let him have hope like this, so he has been so soft-hearted and stubborn, which made the relevant personnel of the provincial bureau, especially the business department The staff, everyone talks about the old Xie and the color changes.

Fan Yi didn't know the ins and outs of this, but he could clearly hear that Deputy Director Cui was on the verge of an outbreak, and this old Xie repeated a few words that made people listen to them, and they seemed to be irrational .

Fan Yi thought, no matter what job he is doing now, he is still the secretary of the office, and it is his duty to share the worries and worries of the leaders, so he hurried back to the house and picked up the phone on Lao Xing's desk, and called Deputy Director Ni of the office. Call and prepare to report truthfully.

The phone went through, but no one answered.

In fact, Deputy Director Ni was in the office at this time. He looked at the caller ID, remembered that it was the phone number from the ninth floor, and remembered that Deputy Director Ni was on duty today. The folder for Director Wei to review, simply got up and closed the office door, and left.

Here, Lao Xie's voice became louder. Deputy Director Cui was obviously trying to restrain himself, and he was still doing ineffective explanations and persuasion work.

Fan Yi thought about it and had an idea.He strode towards the meeting room, stood at the door, knocked generously, and said loudly: "Director Cui, I just received a notice from the provincial government asking you to rush over to have a meeting right now."

The two people in the meeting room were stunned. Director Cui was the first to reflect. While tidying up the documents on the table, he stood up and said, "Old Xie, look, I have to go to a meeting today. Let's talk about your problem another day." , okay? Xiaofan, please take Lao Xie to the Law and Regulations Department, and Director Wang will be responsible for receiving and solving the problem."

Lao Xie had no choice but to go out now, but he kept saying, "Director Cui, as long as my problem is not resolved, I will still come to you."

Director Cui walked towards the elevator with a smile, and said, "You old Xie, don't be too stubborn." At the same time, he looked at Fan Yi meaningfully, his eyes full of smiles.