reborn my golden age

In the evening, Zhang Yuan sent a text message to Li Lei: "Thank you."

It's hard to say whether Li Lei's good luck charm has added to Zhang Yuan's luck, but Zhang Yuan thinks it has.

Li Lei replied: "How did you do in the exam?"

After the exam, Zhang Yuan was no longer afraid: "It's okay."

Li Lei never returned.

The next day, Zhang Yuan went to Shanghai to prepare a visa for Luxembourg.

After arriving, Zhang Yuan got the information prepared for him by Chen Cheng.

"Mr. Zhang, let's have dinner together tonight?"

Zhang Yuan smiled and said: "Then I have to invite you."

"Of course you invited me. Not only did you have to invite me, I also had to drink you as a penalty! It was hidden too deeply!"

"Okay, I'll listen to you, Brother Chen. Choose a hotel to sharpen your knife. I'll go get the visa first."

Everything went smoothly. Zhang Yuan signed the contract in just a short while. Regarding everything that happened now, Zhang Yuan attributed it to the fact that he had started to change things and everything was going for the better.

Putting his passport into his bag, Zhang Yuan came out humming a tune, but saw Liu Feifei holding a man's arm not far away.

Liu Feifei obviously also saw Zhang Yuan and was very surprised.

The man next to him saw Liu Feifei's stiff movements and asked curiously: "Know?"

Liu Feifei nodded and said, "Classmate. But I didn't expect him to appear here."

The man was very carefree: "I guess he's here for a visa too."

Zhang Yuan stepped forward and said hello: "What a coincidence!"

"Zhang Yuan, are you here for a visa?" Liu Feifei was very curious.

"Yes, let's go to Luxembourg. What about you?"

Liu Feifei is very surprised that Zhang Yuan is already like this, but he can still go abroad?

"We're going to Australia. It's too cold in Jiankang in winter, but it's summer over there, so we can go there to warm up."

In Liu Feifei's eyes, Zhang Yuan is no different from a passerby. Once they graduate, the two will probably never meet again. They will probably only meet at class reunions - it's still unclear whether Zhang Yuan will come then.

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The man shook Zhang Yuan's hand politely, and Zhang Yuan could see that he had a condescending sense of superiority.

After saying goodbye, Liu Feifei was still looking at Zhang Yuan's back. The man was a little jealous: "What are you looking at? Are you attracted to her?"

Liu Feifei shook her head and said: "The only one in the class who can't understand is him!"

During dinner in the evening, Zhang Yuan was in a very good mood. If nothing unexpected happened, he would be able to pass the postgraduate entrance examination, plus he would go to Europe to make a fortune, and he would be so beautiful.

"Brother Chen, let me toast you!" Zhang Yuan had a good drinking capacity tonight, and he even started clinking glasses.

The South has also appeared. Zhang Yuan’s current status must be respected. Tianyuan Video’s current momentum is very strong. Maybe it will be ranked among the top three after New Year’s Day.

Chen Yue and Lu Ming are also here. They are old acquaintances. It is natural for Zhang Yuan to say "congratulations". What's more, Zhang Yuan has already reached the sky. If you don't hug your thighs now, the day lilies will be cold in the future.

Therefore, Chen Yue's clothes tonight were very cool. When he leaned over to toast, Zhang Yuan could see the deep groove. This made Zhang Yuan think that he was spending the summer in Australia. Fortunately, Lu Ming's clothes told him that

, it is winter now.

Chen Cheng didn't ask Zhang Yuan what he wanted to do in Luxembourg. Now that Zhang Yuan's identity made him consciously shut up, Chen Cheng always knew what he could and couldn't ask.

Nanfang didn't ask, just clinked glasses with Zhang Yuan frequently.

"Mr. Zhang, if we have the opportunity, we must continue to cooperate!"

Cooperation at this level in the South involves two companies. It is not like the previous Zhang Yuan and Chen Cheng, such as doing programs together, praising someone together, and fighting for certain awards together...

After dinner, Zhang Yuan felt dizzy. He didn't notice that Chen Yue wanted to take him back to the hotel for Zhang Yi, but was stopped by Chen Cheng.

The next day, Zhang Yuan flew to Europe.

There is still more than a month before the Chinese New Year, which is enough time for him to operate.

The plane was in business class, so the space was very spacious. As for first class, it was too expensive, and Zhang Yuan couldn't bear it...

There was no one accompanying him, so Zhang Yuan held a book and read it with gusto. This was Thoreau's "Walden".

The beautiful stewardess walked back and forth several times and discovered Zhang Yuan.

This young man made her very confused. If Zhang Yuan was a rich second generation, he did not go to first class; but if he was not, he sat in business class. After thinking for a long time, the flight attendant concluded that Zhang Yuan

For the kind of people who have a little money in their pockets but far from enough strength.

The plane flew for twelve hours and Zhang Yuan landed in Luxembourg.

After arriving at the place, the sky was still bright. Zhang Yuan, who had been squinting for a while on the plane, was not sleepy. He had to hurry up.

Zhang Yuan took advantage of this time to quickly transfer to Frankfurt, Germany.

There are many people traveling, but Zhang Yuan is not like them.

After arriving there, Zhang Yuan found an investment bank - Dresden Investment Bank.

This is an old investment bank. Zhang Yuan first opened an account and then transferred the funds from Standard Chartered.

The salesman who received him was dumbfounded at the numbers above. He knew that he had taken over a big business. The key was that the money was clean and came from Standard Chartered.

He made a call in German, and someone came over soon, speaking beautiful English.

"Hello, sir, I am Muller, the manager of the investment bank. I am happy to serve you. We noticed that you are a high-quality customer. Do you want to invest in stocks or funds?" Muller reached out and invited Zhang Yuan inside.

He found a private room and asked his secretary to bring him coffee.

Fortunately, his English has always been good, and Zhang Yuan can understand Muller's English.

"I noticed a piece of news some time ago that the Volkswagen Act was repealed, so I wanted to come over and buy some Volkswagen stocks."

Muller's lips curled up in an arc. Since the Mass Act was repealed, speculators' actions have become more frequent. Now they have even attracted customers from the East, although Muller still doesn't know which country Zhang Yuan is from.

"Then do you want to go short or not?" No one here wants to be long. Everyone has made it clear that they want to take a bite of Porsche, and Muller has the same idea.

His view cannot be said to be wrong, because until now, every step of Porsche has been exposed to the sun and subject to public supervision, so no one believes that short selling will cause losses.

But Zhang Yuan's answer made him feel naive: "Of course I did too much! If Porsche wants to acquire Volkswagen this time, the stock will definitely rise."

Mueller looked at the big fool in front of him. He was sure that Zhang Yuan was still on the first level this time, but he didn't know that Zhang Yuan had already reached the atmosphere.

After swallowing hard, Mueller spoke: "The current share price of Volkswagen is 45 euros per share. How much do you want to buy?"

Zhang Yuan looked at his account balance. He originally had 200 million euros in it, but Standard Chartered ate up 4% of it, so he still had 192 million euros.

"Full position!"

Mueller's eyes widened. Did this fool just throw his money into the water? Or does this oriental face not know about the short selling operation of the West?

However, Mueller did not remind him that in his opinion, Zhang Yuan might not make much money, but the current price of Volkswagen's stock is still at a normal price. If the opportunity is good, this kid might really be able to make a fortune.

But how can being long compare to being short in the end?

Zhang Yuan didn't dare to mention the matter of increasing leverage. After investing his 190 million, he bought shares equivalent to 1.3% of Volkswagen. If he increased leverage, Porsche would not be able to play in the future. He would have to give it to others.

Just leave some space.

This 1.3% is going to make Mueller happy. In his opinion, if it is not handled properly, Zhang Yuan will keep a lot of money.

The operation that day caused Volkswagen's stock to rise slightly. In the eyes of many people, this was most likely Porsche's secret move again.

Porsche was also surprised by the fluctuations in Volkswagen's stock. They did not take action, but they could see that speculators had entered again, but they didn't know which one was so big.

But they didn't take care of it, and they couldn't take care of it. They couldn't just let others release the stocks for them to buy at a low price, while others also wanted to make a fortune.

After the operation was completed, Zhang Yuan was about to leave, but Mueller reached out to stop Zhang Yuan.

"Is something wrong?"

Mueller took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Zhang Yuan: "Sir, if you have any needs, you can contact me."

Zhang Yuan thought for a moment, took out a notebook from his arms, tore off a piece of paper, wrote down his name and phone number, and handed it to Mueller: "I'm sorry, I came in a hurry and didn't prepare a business card.

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Mueller was not surprised. A big customer like Zhang Yuan would always be a bit eccentric, even if Zhang Yuan didn't give him his contact information, he wouldn't be able to do anything.

He didn't know that the reason why Zhang Yuan took the initiative to leave him a number was to facilitate him to contact him.

Making money yourself is not making money, but having others rush to ask you to make money is really making money. When the time comes, you can not only show goodwill to the other party, but also gain a wave of gratitude from the other party.

The secretary outside knocked on the door and muttered something in German that Zhang Yuan could not understand. Then Muller said apologetically: "Mr. Zhang, I have to go see another client. What's interesting is that with

You are just the opposite, he is short."

Zhang Yuan stood up and said with a smile: "Then only one of us can make money? I won't lose money because I have stocks."

Ten birds in the forest are worth less than one in the hand. Zhang Yuan now has one bird in his hand. Even if Volkswagen's stock price drops to a dog, he is still a minority shareholder of Volkswagen. There will always be a day when he can turn around, not to mention the annual dividends are also a large amount.

money.

Mueller also laughed. He had seen too many confident people who also had stocks in their hands, but in the end it was difficult for them to look decent.

"Then I can only wish you good luck."

After Zhang Yuan left Dresden Investment Bank, he felt relaxed.

Now that he's abroad, why don't he take something back with him? Although a voice has been urging him to return home for the New Year, New Year's Day hasn't arrived yet, so what's the rush?

Zhang Yuan went to Berlin and obtained a visa to the UK from there.