Rebirth of the Powerful

Chapter 336 Big turning point ([-])

Xia Xiaoluo smiled slightly and nodded. Brother Scalper thought to himself, I met a little fool, and I didn't know that this piece of paper could be sold for 300 yuan in a month's time!At that time, he thought of this young man who didn't know the difference between steamed stuffed buns and stocks, and realized that he had met a god-man, and his teeth itch with hatred.

Xia Xiaoluo turned and left, got into Xia Qingtian's car and drove to the China World Trade Center.

"Then where do you think we are going to deliver the goods?" Wei Jin glanced at Xia Xiaoluo who was leaving, and asked the scalper brother.

"Come with me!" After speaking, the scalper took Wei Jin around to avoid the downtown area, and stopped in a remote alley.He took out a cloth pocket from his close-fitting clothes, quickly opened it, and rummaged through it.Finally, take out a piece of cardboard folded in half similar to a passbook.On the title page of the cardboard was clearly written three big red characters "Warrants", above which was a row of smaller blue characters, "Shenzhen Xinghua Real Estate Co., Ltd."The scalper handed the warrants to Wei Jin.

Wei Jin took the warrant and opened it, and saw that there was a person's name written on it, and it was recorded that the person held [-] shares.The inscription is "Shenzhen Xinghua Real Estate Co., Ltd.", and the inscription is covered with the company's big red seal, and there is also the chairman's signature at the bottom.Everything looks very formal, there should be no fakes, and I have never heard of fakes in this market.

Wei Jin was relieved, and asked: "The warrants are registered, how can I sell them if I want to?"

"Don't worry, go to any securities company to open an account with this person's ID card and you can sell it."

In this regard, Wei Jin is an expert, of course he understands.So Wei Jin continued to ask: "What about this person's ID card? You have to give me his ID card together."

"No problem. When you go to the bank and deposit the money into my account, I will give you the ID card in person."

Wei Jin thought to himself, this man is really a ghost.Even if I snatch this warrant away, it is worthless.Only by putting it together with your ID card can you prove that the stock is yours and you can trade it.Okay, understandable, let him do what he wants.

So Wei Jin followed the scalper out of the alley, turned a corner, and arrived at an Industrial and Commercial Bank.Transferring the money to the scalper's pocketbook, the scalper read it, put it away with satisfaction, told Wei Jin to wait, took out his mobile phone and made a call.

Wei Jin also couldn't quite understand what the scalper said.After less than 3 minutes, a woman came. Seeing her acquaintance, Wei Jin guessed it was the scalper's wife.

As soon as the two met, the woman took out an ID card and handed it to the scalper. The scalper took a look, then handed it to Wei Jin.Wei Jin took it and saw that it was exactly the same as the name and number on the stock certificate, so he put it away with confidence.

"See if there is anything else to do?" the scalper asked after seeing Wei Jin put away.

Wei Jin said: "It's nothing. By the way, if you still have Xinghua's, I would like to charge a little more. It's still the same price. Or you can introduce it to me if you have connections."

When the scalper heard this, he became excited: "No problem. How can I contact you?"

Wei Jin told the scalpers his phone number.The scalper brother wrote it down.

The first business was done so easily.This was far beyond Wei Jin's expectations.It seems that this efficiency is only available in Shenzhen, which is indeed the speed of Shenzhen.Although the amount of this order was not large, it doubled Wei Jin's confidence.

Back at the company, Wei Jin told Han Yaoyao and Qin Qingmei the core members of the deal with the scalpers, especially the section where Xia Xiaoluo pretended to be a local rich man and the scalpers bargained for prices. Everyone laughed Laugh for a while.

After joking, Xia Xiaoluo told Wei Jin to let them continue to buy the warrants of "Xinghua Real Estate" as soon as possible, and strive to turn all the funds of several hundred million in the account into "Xinghua Real Estate" within half a month to one month. real estate" stocks.

Wei Jin then organized people to continue to purchase, but it became more and more difficult to receive as time went on, and the price was much higher than the initial 40 yuan, which had risen to 100 yuan.Wei Jin didn't dare to accept it anymore, he didn't have the guts and vigor of Xia Xiaoluo, he was afraid that it would be hard to explain if it fell into his hands after being listed.

Wei Jin roughly calculated the stocks in the warehouse, and it was not bad. He had already received almost 200 million shares.

However, Xinghua Real Estate has not been listed for a long time, and the stock market is still falling, which makes Wei Jin, a financial genius, a little restless. On this day, he walked to Xia Xiaoluo's office in the International Trade Building and asked with a frown. He said, "Master Luo, what if we lose money?"

Xia Xiaoluo wanted to teach him, and said, "Let me tell you a story, recite the story about catching a big fish every day."

Wei Jin nodded respectfully and said, "Please tell me."

Xia Xiaoluo leaned on the wide back of the executive chair, took a sip of tea, and said, "Speak. Once upon a time, there was a temple. There was an old monk in the temple. This old monk was a master of Buddhism. The temple is on the mountain, not far below the mountain. There is a securities company, and the two sides face each other far away..."

"Take a temple? Which securities company?" Wei Jin interrupted him inappropriately with a pure face.

"Damn it, I made it up! Is it okay?" Xia Xiaoluo gave Wei Jin a very rude look. "One day, many stock speculators came to the temple, burned a lot of incense in front of the Bodhisattva, and begged the Bodhisattva to bless them from the sea of ​​suffering. The old monk was kind and asked what was going on. The pilgrims said that the stocks fell sharply, and we Deeply locked up, lost a lot of money, I don't know how to get out of the sea of ​​suffering. The old monk thought that stocks are really a bad thing, and they have harmed so many people. I, Buddha, is merciful, and save people, so let's save those people. So he said All the incense money in the temple was spent to buy stocks. Many days passed, and the pilgrims came to burn incense in the temple again, all of them were emotional, with wolf-like light in their eyes, begging for stocks to rise faster and more. The old monk didn’t understand Why is stock a good thing again? Since good men and women want stocks, sell them as soon as possible, so I went to the stock market and sold all the stocks. After a few back and forth, the money in the temple became more and more More and more, but the money in the hands of the pilgrims is getting less and less."

After finishing speaking, Xia Xiaoluo took a deep look at Wei Jin, said with a cheap smile, "My Buddha is merciful. You are so kind!" He picked up a gossip magazine and flipped through it.

Wei Jin was taken aback for a moment, looking at the young man in front of him who seemed to be a bit of a fool, but found that he seemed to have given the password of the cash machine in Huaxia Stock Market in a very unscrupulous tone. At that moment, Xia Xiaoluo It seems to exude a kind of god-like brilliance.

Well, it was actually an illusion, Xia Xiaoluo was sitting with his back against the setting sun, it was just sunshine.

When Xia Xiaoluo was fighting fiercely in the first-and-a-half primary stock market in Shenzhen, Xia Jindong and He Jingsheng received a call from the Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee Chen Guang. The phone didn't explain too much, but told them to come to the Municipal Party Committee as quickly as possible.

The two people who received the call didn't judge that they didn't judge any substantive content from Secretary Chen Guang's tone, so they were very disturbed in their hearts, and they thought that the two of them must have made another major mistake.

Secretary Chen Guang has always been a staunch reformer, but in this debate, he did not speak out. However, when He Xia and Xia published their articles, they were all approved by him and greeted him.

Regarding the matter of the two expressing their opinions, Chen Guang has always been very magnanimous. He said that if there are different opinions in the party, different voices should be heard, and the truth should not be suppressed.In fact, the two of He Xia also understand that this kind of generosity and openness is a kind of support in disguise.

The two of He Xia came to Secretary Chen Guang's office very nervously. This time the mayor Xiong Qing had a problem, and Secretary Chen Guang was the mayor's secretary. Of course, this is only a temporary excess .

In the office, Secretary Chen Guang was not the only one. Cao Zhiyuan, the vice governor of the Central Plains Province, was also sitting there. There was also a thin and old-fashioned man wearing black-rimmed glasses. He was in his 50s and was wearing a Chinese tunic suit.

Chen Guang was not polite, nor did he personally pour a glass of his favorite Xinyang Maojian for the two generals as in the past, smiled slightly, and said, "Sit down, this is Vice Governor Cao, I don't need to overdo it." Let me introduce, this is Director Ding Guangyuan of the Theoretical Bureau of the Central Propaganda Department."

"Director of the Theory Bureau of the Central Propaganda Department?" Upon hearing this name, He Xia and the two felt a little nervous, thinking, wouldn't their articles even alarm the Central Propaganda Department?Whether it's a blessing or a curse is still unknown, Xia Jindong felt some sweat dripping from his palms.

Director Ding smiled slightly, looked at He Xia and He Xia carefully, and said to Cao Zhiyuan and Chen Guang: "These two comrades are quite young!"

Both Cao Zhiyuan and Chen Guang nodded and smiled, but stopped talking.

The two of He Xia immediately understood that the real protagonist of this real conversation was Director Ding Guangyuan.

Ding Guangyuan stared at He Xia and He Xia through his thick glasses, and asked, "What are the three articles you wrote: "On the Essence of Socialism", "Beware of Leftist Mistakes", and "On Market Economy"? Did you two write it? Or was it written by one of you?"

Both He Jingsheng and Xia Jindong were shocked. They thought, they really came here for the surname Zi surname society debate. I don't know if their theories are affirmed by the central government. I don't know if it is a blessing or a curse, so they couldn't help being nervous and didn't speak.

He Jingsheng coughed, cleared his throat, and said, "This article was written by Comrade Xia Jindong, and I polished it up a bit."

Ding Guangyuan took off his glasses, took out a clean cotton cloth and wiped the lenses slowly, did not speak, the office was silent, the hands of the wall clock on the wall were turning with a click, the sound was much louder than usual, the sunlight passed through The window slanted in, and the dust danced slightly in the sunlight. The atmosphere was so oppressive that He Xia and the two of them couldn't breathe.

Ding Guangyuan put on his glasses again, and said solemnly: "Secretary He, County Magistrate Xia, comrades, you have to be responsible for saying this!"

Xia Jindong suddenly remembered that Xia Xiaoluo said to them with a mischievous face: "Let's add more fire." He seemed to have some inexplicable confidence in his heart, gritted his teeth secretly, and said with a bit of sadness: "Director Ding, We are very responsible to say that what we said is completely true! If we make any mistakes, please organize to punish us!"