Reborn Nobility

Chapter 336 Big Turning (1)

Xia Xiaoluo smiled slightly and nodded. The scalper thought to himself, "I met this little fool. He didn't know that just a month later, this piece of paper would be sold for 300 yuan! At that time, he thought of this guy who didn't know about steamed buns and stocks."

There is no difference between a young man and a young man who knew he had met a man of God and was so filled with hatred that his teeth itched.

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

"Then where do you think we should go for delivery?" Wei Jin glanced at Xia Xiaoluo who was leaving and asked the scalper brother.

"Follow me!" After saying that, Huang Niu took Wei Jin around and around to avoid the busy city and stopped in a remote alley. He took out a cloth bag from his close-fitting clothes and opened it quickly.

After rummaging through his pocket, he finally took out a piece of cardboard that was folded in half, similar to a bankbook. On the title page of the cardboard was clearly written three big red letters "Warrant", with a row of smaller numbers above it.

The blue letters read "Shenzhen Xinghua Real Estate Co., Ltd.". The scalper handed the stock warrant to Wei Jin.

Wei Jin took the stock warrant and opened it, and saw a person's name written inside, recording that the person held one thousand shares. The signature was "Shenzhen Xinghua Real Estate Co., Ltd.", and the signature was covered with the company's red seal.

There is also the signature of the chairman. Everything looks very formal and there should be no fakes. I have never heard of any fakers in this market.

Wei Jin felt relieved and asked: "This warrant is registered. How can I sell it when I want to?"

"Don't worry, you can sell it by opening an account at any securities company with this person's ID card."

Wei Jin is an expert in this regard, so of course he understands. So Wei Jin then asked: "What about this person's ID card? You have to give me his ID card as well."

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

Wei Jin thought to himself, this person is really a ghost. Even if I snatch this stock warrant away, it is worthless. Only by putting it together with the ID card can I prove that the stock is my own and I can trade.

Okay, that's understandable, just listen to him.

So Wei Jin followed the scalper out of the alley, turned a corner, and arrived at an Industrial and Commercial Bank of China. He transferred the money to the scalper's banknote. The scalper looked at it, put it away with satisfaction, told Wei Jin to wait, took out his mobile phone and dialed

A phone call.

Wei Jin couldn't quite understand what the scalper said. Less than three minutes later, a woman came. Judging from her familiarity, Wei Jin guessed that she 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 at it and handed it to Wei Jin. Wei Jin took it and saw that it matched the name and number on the equity certificate.

I put it away with confidence.

"Look, is there anything else?" Huang Niu asked after seeing Wei Jin put it away.

Wei Jin said: "Nothing more. By the way, if you still have Xinghua, I would like to charge some more, but at this price. Or if you have the connections, you can introduce it to me."

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

Wei Jin gave the scalper his mobile phone number. The scalper brother wrote it down.

The first business order was completed so easily. This was far beyond Wei Jin's expectation. It seems that this efficiency can only be achieved in Shenzhen, which is worthy of Shenzhen's speed. Although the amount of this order is not large, it makes Wei Jin

Confidence is doubled.

Back at the company, Wei Jin told the core members Han Yaoyao and Qin Qingmei about the transaction with the scalpers, especially the part where Dao Xia Xiaoluo pretended to be a rich man and was bargained by the scalpers. Everyone laughed loudly.

Laugh for a while.

After joking, Xia Xiaoluo told Wei Jin to hurry up and continue to purchase the warrants for "Xinghua Real Estate" and strive to turn all the hundreds of millions of funds on the account into "Xinghua Real Estate" within half a month to a month.

real estate” stocks.

Wei Jin then organized people to continue purchasing, but it became more and more difficult to receive, and the price was much higher than the original 40 yuan, rising to 100 yuan. Wei Jin did not dare to accept any more, he was not like Xia Xiaoluo.

He was afraid that he would not be able to explain his courage and courage after it went public.

Wei Jin made a rough calculation of the stocks in the warehouse and found that it was pretty good. He had already received almost 2 million shares.

However, there has been no news of Xinghua Real Estate going on the market, 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 Guomao Building, frowned and asked

Said: "Master Luo, what should I do if I lose money?"

Xia Xiaoluo taught him carefully and said, "I'll tell you a story. You should recite the story about catching a big fish together every day."

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

Xia Xiaoluo leaned on the large backrest of the executive chair, took a sip of tea, and said, "Say. Once upon a time, there was a temple, and there was an old monk in the temple. This old monk was a profound Buddhist master. The temple is on the mountain, not far down the mountain.

There is a securities company, the two sides are far away from each other..."

"Take a temple? Which securities company?" Wei Jin interrupted him inappropriately with an innocent look on his face.

"Damn it, I made it up! Is that okay?" Xia Xiaoluo rolled his eyes at Wei Jin very ungently. "One day, many stock traders came to the temple and burned a lot of incense in front of the Bodhisattva. They begged the Bodhisattva.

Bless them from the sea of ​​misery. The old monk was kind-hearted and asked what was going on. The pilgrims said that the stock price plummeted, and we were deeply trapped and lost a lot of money. We didn’t know how to escape the sea of ​​misery. The old monk thought that the stock market was really a bad thing and harmed us.

He had killed so many people. Our Buddha was merciful and wanted to save people. Please rescue those people quickly. So he spent all the incense money in the temple to buy stocks. Many days passed, and pilgrims came to the temple to burn incense again.

Everyone was excited, with wolf-like light in their eyes, begging for the stock to rise as quickly as possible. The old monk didn’t understand why stocks had become a good thing again? Since good men and women want stocks, then sell them to them quickly, so

I went to the stock market and sold all my stocks. After several rounds of going back and forth, the money in the temple became more and more, while the money in the hands of the pilgrims became less and less."

After finishing speaking, Xia Xiaoluo took a deep look at Wei Jin and said with a mean smile: "I am so compassionate. You are so kind!" He picked up a gossip magazine and flipped through it.

Wei Jin was slightly startled, looking at the young man in front of him who looked a bit carefree, but found that he seemed to have said the password of the cash machine of Huaxia Stock Market in a very informal tone. At that moment, Xia Xiaoluo

It seemed to exude a god-like brilliance.

Well, actually that was an illusion. Xia Xiaoluo was sitting with his back to the sunset, and that was just sunlight.

While Xia Xiaoluo was fiercely competing in Shenzhen's primary and semi-primary stock market, Xia Jindong and He Jingsheng received a call from Secretary Chen Guang of the Municipal Party Committee. The phone call did not explain much, but just told them to come to the Municipal Party Committee as quickly as possible.

The two people who received the call did not judge or judge the substantive content from Secretary Chen Guang's tone, so they felt very uneasy and thought to themselves, they must have made another major mistake.

Secretary Chen Guang has always been a staunch reformist, but he did not speak out in this debate. However, when He and Xia published articles, they had his approval and greeted him.

Regarding the two people expressing their opinions, Chen Guang has always been very generous. He said that if there are different opinions within the party, different voices should be let out and should not be suppressed. The truth will become clearer with more debate. In fact, He Xia

The two also understand that this kind of generosity and open-mindedness is a kind of support in disguise.

He Xia and He Xia came to Secretary Chen Guang's office quite nervously. This time, Mayor Xiong Qing had a problem. Secretary Chen Guang was shouldering the responsibility of the Mayor and Secretary. Of course, this was just a temporary excess.

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Secretary Chen Guang was not the only one in the office. Cao Zhiyuan, the deputy governor of Central Plains Province, was also sitting there. There was also a thin and clumsy man in his fifties wearing black-rimmed glasses and wearing a Chinese tunic suit.

Chen Guang was not polite, nor did he personally pour a cup of his favorite Xinyang Maojian for his two beloved generals as he did in the past. He smiled slightly and said: "Sit down, this is Vice Governor Cao, I don't need to say too much."

I introduced him to you, this is Director Ding Guangyuan of the Theory Bureau of the Central Propaganda Department."

"Director of the Theoretical Bureau of the Central Propaganda Department?" Upon hearing this title, He Xia and He Xia were a little nervous. They thought to themselves, wouldn't their article even alert the Central Propaganda Department? Whether it is a blessing or a curse is still unknown.

, Xia Jindong felt some slight sweat on 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!"

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

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

Ding Guangyuan looked at He Xia and He Xia with his eyes fixedly behind his thick glasses, and asked: "What are the three articles you wrote: "On the Essence of Socialism", "Beware of Leftist Errors", and "On Market Economy"

Did you two write it? Or did one of you write it?"

Both He Jingsheng and Xia Jindong were shocked, and thought to themselves that they were really here because of the debate on the surname capitalist society. Whether their theory was approved by the central government or not, they didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse. They couldn't help but feel nervous and didn't say anything.

He Jingsheng coughed, cleared his throat, and said, "This article was written by Comrade Xia Jindong, and I gave it the final touches."

Ding Guangyuan took off his glasses, took out a clean cotton cloth and slowly wiped the lenses without saying anything. The office was silent, the hands of the wall clock clicked, the sound was much louder than usual, and the sunlight passed through

The windows slanted in, and the dust danced slightly in the sunlight. The atmosphere was so depressing that He and Xia felt like they couldn't breathe.

Ding Guangyuan put on his glasses again and said solemnly: "Secretary He, County Magistrate Xia, comrades, you must be responsible for what you say!"

Xia Jindong suddenly remembered that Xia Xiaoluo said to them with a naughty face: "Add more fire." He seemed to have some inexplicable confidence in his heart, secretly gritted his teeth, and said with a bit of solemnity: "Director Ding,

We responsibly say that what we said is completely true! If we make any mistakes, please organize us to be punished!"