Hong Kong Comprehensive World Champion

Chapter 174

"Axiang!"

the next day.

Morning.

Zhuang Shikai didn't go to work at the police station, nor did he go to find Rose.

Because today is Sunday, it is daytime.

If you want to go to work, you have to look for it on Monday, and if you want to look for roses, you have to go to it at night.

At this moment, Zhuang Shikai drove to the Financial Street in Central, Hong Kong Island.

In 1964, a group of Chinese-funded economic people headed by Mr. Li Fuzhao returned from the United States. After dealing with and balancing with many parties, the "Far East Stock Exchange" was established, and the Hong Kong Island stock market kicked off.

The "Hang Seng Index", which represents the stock trend of Hong Kong Island, has become the only stock trading market in Asia, that is, the Far East.

In this context, the reputation of the "Hang Seng Index" began to grow, and Hong Kong Island cultivated the first batch of investors.

Until 1972, Sino-US talks, Kesson's visit to China, and the establishment of diplomatic relations between China and Germany.

Under such a favorable situation in East Asia, Hong Kong Island is an Asian financial port, stockholders are enthusiastic, the Hang Seng Index is soaring all the way, and the Hong Kong Island stock market is galloping.

Then in 1973, the Vietnam War ceased fire, the Hong Kong government announced the railway construction plan, and major banks and companies paid dividends one after another, and then gave out bonuses. Coupled with the continued financial turmoil in the West, the Hong Kong Island stock market has become more frenzied, like gold everywhere.

Since 1973, stocks have been completely popular in Hong Kong, and the state of "citizens are stockholders" has been truly realized. The people even shouted the slogan "only stocks, not banknotes".

From 1969 to 1973, in just 4 years, the Hang Seng Index increased seven times, and the trading volume soared sixteen times.

And after everything is crazy, it is bound to usher in perdition.

February 1973.

Hong Kong stocks will usher in the historically famous 73 stock market disaster.

The Hang Seng Index will drop by 75% in half a year.

The Middle East oil crisis in the second year.

It will fall another 60%!

At that time, I don't know how many people's families will be destroyed, and how many company bosses will commit suicide by jumping off the building.

...

"Mr. Zhuang."

"Inside please, inside please."

Zhuang Shikai walked into a building on Financial Street and took the elevator to the eighth floor "Flying Investment Company".

Sima Xiang was dressed in a beige suit, wearing glasses, a thin and small man with two female receptionists, and stood at the door to greet Zhuang Shikai.

"Let's sit inside."

Zhuang Shikai wore a suit, nodded, and strode towards the office on the innermost floor of the company.

Sima Xiang hurriedly followed behind.

The beautiful female receptionist with black silk high heels and straight legs went to make tea for the big boss.

As a prophet, Zhuang Shikai certainly would not let go of any opportunity to make a fortune.

Especially the black-hearted industries such as the stock market and the property market, where speculators are everywhere.

There is no need to blame yourself or feel guilty for making money from speculators like them.

Hehe, these people are gamblers by nature, throwing sums of money into the same gambling pool.

If he doesn't make money in the gambling pool, others will too.

So he scooped up shamelessly...

And while scooping up and returning it, he smiled cheaply, enjoying the pleasure of earning hundreds of thousands of dollars every day.

To put it simply, since the beginning of 1972, Zhuang Shikai has invested the money earned by the two factories into the stock market. The initial capital is about 5 million, and then increase the position every month, and finally reach the principal of more than 30 million after half a year.

The 30 million principal, after a round in the stock market, has now exceeded 100 million, and the rate of return is terrifying!

Even in the crazy bull market of buying and earning, this rate of return is strong!

This rate of return may not be achieved just by buying blindly, trying luck, or buying blue-chip stocks.

And Zhuang Shikai, as a big banker with a lot of money in his hand, specially established an investment company and recruited a very powerful trader to handle the big money for him.

This trader is Sima Xiang in front of him, and he is now a gold medal economy well-known throughout Hong Kong Island. It's a pity that he only serves private bosses, otherwise investors who want him to trade and hold positions will be able to break the threshold of "Flying Investment".

Although on the surface, Sima Xiang is the boss of "Feixiang Investment", but in fact, everyone in the financial circle of Hong Kong Island knows that behind Feixiang Investment represents the interests of "Mr. Zhuang".

This also gave Sima Xiang a certain extraordinary status in the financial circle, making it much easier to do many things.

"Zhuang Sheng, your coffee." At this moment, two female receptionists walked into the room and put a cup of coffee and a plate of nuts in front of the big boss.

"Thank you." Zhuang Shikai nodded politely. Apart from remembering their legs, he didn't remember what the two women looked like at all.

Men are always like this, only look at what they want to see, and only remember the impressive parts.

Sima Xiang picked up the stainless steel kettle, unscrewed the spout, drank a big mouthful of water, waited for the two female receptionists to close the door and left, then put down the kettle and asked aloud: "Zhuang Sheng, do you really want to take all the water? Let go of the goods?"

Today, of course, Zhuang Shikai didn't come to invest in the company to watch his legs, but he planned to sell all his stocks to cash out before the stock market crash.

Hmm... What's the difference between a smart person and a fool? Of course, smart people know how to run!

If he doesn't cash out in advance, what is the difference from a fool who is blinded by profit and plunges into the stock market? Prophet is used to run away!

And because he holds a large number of positions, realizing it requires both means and time. If you don't run now, it will be too late to run next month!

People who really ran away a few days before the stock market crash were basically no different from fools who were blinded by profit.

"Let it go! I want to let it all go!"

Zhuang Shikai picked up the coffee cup, leaned on the chair, lowered his head and took a sip.

He had called Sima Xiang before coming to the company, and Sima Xiang probably knew his plan.

At this moment, his tone was sonorous and forceful, and his expression was calm and calm, as if he didn't pay attention to the current frenzy of the stock market. Compared with the crazy stock investors outside, he was simply two extremes.

"This is the big boss!" Sima Xiang stared into Zhuang Shikai's eyes, as if trying to see a trace of hesitation and reluctance in Zhuang Shikai's eyes.

It's a pity that he didn't find it. What he found was firmness and self-confidence.

"Okay! Let it go!" Sima Xiang nodded, picked up the phone on the table, and dialed to the supervisor outside.

Of course, there is more than one person in an investment company.

Five trader supervisors, more than 30 traders, are sitting in the office area outside the door, ready to go in front of the computer.

Now Hong Kong Financial Street is just a common name, not a coordinate place name. And there is no international financial center building in Financial Street, only a few newly built ten-story high-rise buildings.

However, times and architecture will change, but the social significance carried by the location will not. Being able to rent a whole floor of a financial company in a financial street building symbolizes top-level strength.

"Dididi." After the internal line was dialed, a supervisor in the office area answered the phone, stood up, and looked at the speaker inside the glass door.

They are small characters who are not qualified to contact the big boss, but today the company's spokesperson and the big boss contacted, they were all bloody, and they were well prepared.

"Release the goods! All!" Sima Xiang looked at the supervisor outside the door and nodded, and said into the microphone.

"Release the goods!" The trading supervisor hung up the phone, turned his head and shouted hissingly.

The quiet office boiled instantly, echoing with intense phone calls, quotations, and the sound of pressing the number.

All updates have been received today.

Mundane things entangled.

I have delayed this week's episode for two days.

Fist.