My Age of Investment

Saturday, June 16th.

At three o'clock in the morning in Beijing, the temperature is much cooler than during the day, and most people in the city have fallen asleep.

The bar street in Sanlitun is brightly lit, and it is as noisy and boiling as in the past. Young men and women are swaying their youth hormones on the dance floor.

Taikoo Li next to Bar Street is much quieter, all the shops are closed, only a few street lamps cast long shadows.

Several men were sitting around the large open space on the pedestrian street, playing poker.

"Sorry, a pair of ghosts! Hahaha, shuffle the cards."

A young man in his twenties finished playing the last two cards in his hand, and the sound of triumphant laughter seemed particularly harsh in the empty surroundings.

"Hey, don't play anymore, don't play anymore, it's boring!"

Several men around threw their cards on the ground one after another, looking listless.

"Play a few more games, it's still early before dawn." The young man hurriedly advised.

"Hey, Hiroko, why are we staying up here in the middle of the night? Can we make money?"

"Yeah, it's okay to stay up all night. If something falls into your hand, the loss will be huge."

"I think this matter is also pending. It's better to toss a few concert tickets to be safe."

...

Seeing a few companions beside him discussing in a hurry, the young man named Hiroko didn't speak. After the scene quieted down, he pointed to a glass building in front of him and said with a smile, "Do you know what kind of shop this is?" ?”

"Isn't that written on it? Revival House."

"Okay, let me ask you again, do you know how much this store costs?"

Hiroko looked around at his companions, and everyone shook their heads in unison.

"Why!"

Hiroko let out a long sigh, "How many times have I told you that we must keep pace with the times, do you understand? I heard that train tickets will require real names in the future. If you don't find a new way, you will starve to death sooner or later. "

The people around were silent for a while, and suddenly someone asked: "Then, does the flipping of mobile phones keep pace with the times?"

"bingo!"

Kuanzi smiled and said, "Let me tell you,

I have been paying attention since the revival mobile phone was released last year. In addition, I often go to the Internet to read the discussions of those netizens. Whether there is a market for this mobile phone, apart from Xia Jingxing, I may be the one who knows best. "

"Can't people buy mobile phones by themselves? Mobile phones are not like train tickets or concert tickets. We need to help them buy them?"

Hiroko shook his head again and again: "You don't understand this. What if mobile phones are in short supply? Ordinary people can't buy them?"

"Bragging, this Fuxing mobile phone costs three to four thousand, how many people can afford it?"

Looking at her companion's questioning eyes, Hiroko didn't bother to explain too much, and said directly: "If you grab the goods during the day and you can't sell them, you can sell them to me at the original price, and I will help you deal with them."

After receiving such a bottom-up promise, the rest of the small group fell silent.

"Hey, why am I a little hungry?"

Hiroko rubbed her belly, then took out a few hundred-yuan bills from her pocket and handed them to a companion: "The night is still long, go buy some barbecue beer and come back, everyone is eating and waiting."

The companion took the money with a smile, got up and ran out immediately, leaving Hiroko and several other friends to continue playing poker.

About half an hour later, my companion came back with a big bag and a case of beer in his arms.

However, when he approached the square, he was dumbfounded.

There were only a few of them in the square just now, but now there are many more people, both men and women, all sitting and chatting together with newspapers or other things.

The companions were holding beer and grilling to find a group of Hiroko sitting around the gate of the Fuxing House, who had occupied a favorable terrain. When they approached, they immediately asked, "What's going on?"

Hiroko glanced at a few people not far away, and said calmly, "I've asked just now, and they are all white-collar workers and students who have been dancing in a nearby bar. Like us, they are planning to grab the first batch of mobile phones."

"Ah? Isn't that trying to steal our business?"

Kuanzi rolled his eyes at his partner, and said angrily, "So, we changed positions, and we must be the first to rush into the store during the day."

After finishing speaking, Hiroko glanced at the companions around him, and said seriously: "I bought something, eat it quickly, and work when you are full. I see this posture, and there will be some physical work tomorrow."

At this time, none of his companions questioned Hiroko's words anymore. After all, there are no fools who can do their job, and they all smell a little bit of money.

By the time Hiroko and his group wiped out all the beer and barbecue, it was already past four o'clock in the morning, and there were dozens more people in the open space.

After tidying up the rubbish hastily, Hiroko and his group guarded the gate tightly. They have snatched the phone!

Many of the young men and women at the scene rushed over after dancing, they just wanted to buy a mobile phone earlier, and they didn't have to compete for the first user of Fuxing mobile phone in Greater China, so they didn't pay much attention to Hiroko and his group. Stand by."

When the sanitation workers sweeping the street came here, they were almost taken aback. These young people don't sleep most of the night, what are they doing here?

As time passed, the sky gradually brightened, and more and more people gathered around the square in front of Fuxing House. Since there was no one to organize it, it was impossible to line up spontaneously, and the scene began to be noisy.

Looking at this scene, the friends looked at Hiroko with admiration. Judging from their years of speculative experience, Fuxing mobile phone is definitely a speculator!

seven in the morning.

Zhu Zhaojiang drove to Sanlitun. Today is the day when Fuxing mobile phone is officially launched for sale. As the vice president of sales of the mobile phone company, he got up early and planned to visit Fuxing Home first.

When he parked his car and walked to the square in front of Fuxing House, he was also shocked! Fuck, I thought I came early enough, but I didn't expect someone to come earlier than me.

Looking at the dense crowd at the scene, Zhu Zhaojiang roughly counted, there may be hundreds of people, and the number is still increasing.

The mobile phone will not be officially on sale until nine o'clock, and there are still two hours left. Zhu Zhaojiang estimates that there may be one or two thousand people blocking the door of the store by then. This is not a small number!

Zhu Zhaojiang looked at the brand new and transparent glass door at the entrance of the store. It was four million yuan, so it shouldn't be so easy to break, right?

The image of supermarket discounts and grandparents scrambling to get in appeared in his mind, and he instantly felt horrified.

Not daring to neglect, Zhu Zhaojiang immediately took out a brand new Fuxing mobile phone from his pocket and started calling the manager of the flagship store.

"Where is it? On the way? Hurry up to the store, there are seven or eight hundred people blocking the entrance of the Tama store..."

"Notify other employees and hurry to the store to maintain order."

...

Zhu Zhaojiang's tone was very excited, Fuxing House also belonged to his business scope, so many customers came today, it was beyond his imagination, he was very afraid of messing up and causing some problems.

Some people around noticed Zhu Zhaojiang's mobile phone next to his ear, and the large logo of Fuxing mobile phone on the back was very conspicuous, and they immediately surrounded him.

As soon as Zhu Zhaojiang hung up the phone, he saw a group of people vaguely surrounding him, and asked in surprise, "Is this here?"

"Are you a Fuxing phone?"

Someone took a closer look at the mobile phone in Zhu Zhaojiang's hand, saw the full touch screen, and was sure that he did not admit his mistake.

"Can you lend it to me?"

"Hey, how did you buy this phone?"

"Brother, how do you feel about using it?"

...

After hearing the commotion here, more and more people gathered around to watch the fun. Zhu Zhaojiang was surrounded by a wall of people, surrounded by people like animals, and there were buzzing voices all around. It made his brain hurt.

Hey, I was careless, the money is not in vain!

Zhu Zhaojiang didn't expect that consumers were looking forward to the revival mobile phone so much. When he found that he was holding a revival mobile phone, he immediately surrounded him three floors in and out. Although he hadn't used it yet, his emotions seemed to be very frenzied.

Fortunately, he was quick-witted. He quickly put the mobile phone in his pocket when there were not many onlookers, and held it in his hand. He was a little afraid of being robbed.

"Everyone got it wrong. Like everyone else, I came to line up to buy mobile phones." Zhu Zhaojiang quickly explained to the people around him, trying to get out of trouble.

"Brother, I can see it clearly after looking at it. You are the Fuxing mobile phone. It is exactly the same as the picture on the Internet. Take it out and have a look. You are so stingy and won't snatch you."

"That's right, we'll go into the store to buy a mobile phone later, and we don't care about yours."

It's not that Zhu Zhaojiang is reluctant to part with a mobile phone. He is mainly afraid that so many people will rush to play with the mobile phone. A little carelessness may cause unnecessary confusion.

"Guys, I really didn't..."

In the middle of speaking, the cell phone in Zhu Zhaojiang's trouser pocket rang suddenly, and everyone turned their attention to his trouser pocket.

"Pick up, why don't you answer the phone?"

"It must be Fuxing's phone, as if we were afraid that we would snatch it from him. Why don't you dare to pick it up?"

Under the gaze of countless eyes, Zhu Zhaojiang bit the bullet and took out his mobile phone. Everyone saw clearly that it was the Fuxing mobile phone, and there was an uproar.

Seeing clearly the word "Mr. Xia" was written on the caller ID, Zhu Zhaojiang was shocked immediately, and quickly picked up the phone without caring about anything else.

"Mr. Xia, I have arrived at Fuxing House, the situation here..."

Zhu Zhaojiang glanced around, and there was a lot of noise, and smiled wryly: "The situation is a bit complicated. Seven or eight hundred people surrounded the store, even me. Huh? Can't you hear clearly?"

While making a loud call, Zhu Zhaojiang politely pushed aside the crowd: "Sorry, please let me go."

After all, it is the capital city, the most benevolent place. Although the onlookers wanted to see the real appearance of Fuxing's mobile phone, no one really went to snatch Zhu Zhaojiang's mobile phone, or stopped him from leaving.

Like peeling an onion, Zhu Zhaojiang pushed through the crowd layer by layer, and finally walked out, taking a breath of fresh air outside.

He turned his head and took a look, but there were still countless eyes staring at him, or at the mobile phone in his hand.

"What's the situation over there? Why was it so noisy just now?"

At Dongshan Villa's house, Xia Jingxing had just finished breakfast and was about to go out. He called Zhu Zhaojiang on the spur of the moment, but it turned out that it was like a vegetable market there. After the voice became quieter, he grabbed the phone again.

"President Xia, listen to my explanation..."

Hearing Xia Jingxing's impatient tone, Zhu Zhaojiang hurriedly explained what happened to him.

Xia Jingxing immediately listened to the music, and said with a smile, "Then you have finally escaped from the encirclement now?"

"Escaped!"

Zhu Zhaojiang walked farther and farther, and was already hundreds of meters away from the square. When he looked back, he still had lingering fears.

It's not that he is timid, or that he hasn't experienced any big scenes, but that dozens or hundreds of strangers surrounded him, making his head dizzy and the whole person in a state of confusion. .

"I see, you are waiting at the scene, and I will immediately arrange a team to come over to maintain order."

Xia Jingxing hung up the phone and let out a long breath. He also didn't expect Fuxing mobile phone to be so popular. It seems that there is no need to specially arrange a lot of hype materials.