Reborn? The Kind You Can Choose!

"Should...they're coming to your door, right?"

Yuan Zhou stayed in the dormitory. Although his eyes were looking at the physics textbook, his mind was already wandering.

He no longer needs to worry about the futures market. As for the classmates network 2.0 just launched by Penguin, the response is indeed good.

The previous batch of QQ users were quite die-hard, and coupled with QQ's network-wide push, countless users still logged in out of curiosity.

In one morning, more than 1 million people had returned, and 500,000 people were online in real time.

This is already a very good start for a social software.

Of course, the impact on the school network is not big, it is just that some traffic is diverted, and many users share the two websites. After all, they cannot let go of their friends on QQ users for a while.

The same is true for the school network.

This was Ma Huateng's calculation. Since it was impossible to destroy the school network at once, he would simply coexist and use time to slowly kill off the user group of the school network, adopting the method of slowly sharpening the soft knife.

He still firmly believes that with QQ's basic base, sooner or later, the classmates network will catch up with the school network, and then... surpass it in one fell swoop.

In the previous life, QQ Space adopted such a strategy for Kaixin.com.

But obviously, Yuan Zhou is not Cheng Binghao. Cheng Binghao's Kaixin.com eventually died under Penguin's basic disk, while Yuan Zhou was already making a basic disk belonging to Xiaonei.com.

Instant messaging software is the entrance to the Internet and the ticket.

It's not too late to go now.

In another year, when QQ's ecology forms a closed loop, it will be difficult to defeat it.

Jingle Bell!

Yuan Zhou was thinking about the competition between the school network and the classmates network, and the cell phone on the bedside suddenly rang.

An unfamiliar mobile phone number.

"coming!"

Yuan Zhou's body couldn't help but trembled. He had already guessed that a stranger would come looking for him.

And this person's identity is definitely extraordinary.

"Hello, are you Mr. Yuan Zhou?"

A deep and magnetic voice came from the other end of the phone, and his Mandarin was also very standard.

"It's me, who?"

Yuan Zhou said slightly, but the other party already revealed his identity: "I am an officer of the Inspection Bureau of the China Securities Regulatory Bureau. My surname is Yang. Do you have time to come out and meet me?"

"good!"

Yuan Zhou didn't hesitate at all. He knew that people from the China Securities Regulatory Commission or the Futures Regulatory Office would definitely come to him.

If Yuan Zhou wants to complete this short sale, he must actually have a good chat with them.

Otherwise, it is still quite risky.

"How about it, he agreed?"

In an office of the China Securities Regulatory Commission, an old man asked Yang Weichao who had just made a phone call.

"Yes, I agreed very simply!"

Yang Weichao was a little surprised: "It seems that this person knew what we wanted. He was quite calm. He didn't panic at all when he heard my identity!"

Generally speaking, when futures speculators hear the words "Inspection Bureau", they will basically panic.

After all, this is the agency directly responsible for managing futures trading violations!

There was definitely nothing good going on when they called, but Yuan Zhou acted like a normal person and agreed to the other party's request.

"Haha, it's normal. A big reaction means that this person has average abilities!"

"Smart people don't need to say anything!"

"What a character!"

The old man smiled slightly and said directly: "Okay, then you pack up and rush to Jiangnan City now to meet him!"

“Keep in touch at any time and the equipment is fully debugged!”

"I'm just listening to your conversation right here!"

"OK!"

"Then Bu Chen, I'll leave first!"

Yang Weichao also seemed extremely straightforward, turned around and walked out of the office.

The old man who stayed in the office stood outside the window, looking at the low buildings in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh slightly: "Are we in China going to give birth to a Buffett?"

"Are you so confident that you can short the entire Dalian Exchange soybean futures?"

"Yuan Zhou, I hope you won't disappoint me!"

The old man said calmly. On the table behind him, in addition to Yuan Zhou's information, there was also some stock data he purchased in the A-share market.

That was the reason why the old man took a fancy to this negotiation.

In the evening, at 8:30, Yuan Zhou appeared in the cafeteria box near the school on time.

The other party was obviously very polite. He was afraid that Yuan Zhou would not go to the place he had chosen, so he took the initiative to let Yuan Zhou choose a place to meet him.

...Please give me flowers‥

For such a move, Yizhou felt the sincerity of the other party.

I casually looked at my mobile phone and found that the download volume of uc browser in the smartphone market is very good, basically covering 50% of smartphones, and the download volume has exceeded 20 million times!

There are as many as 15 million registered users, many of whom are users of Xiaonei.com. They can also log in to the web version of Xiaonei.com using their mobile phones.

Although you cannot play online applications such as parking spaces and personal images, you can still browse status, photos, etc., so UC Browser is very popular among users!

Ding dong!

The door of the coffee shop was pushed open.

At this time in the evening, there were not many people coming to drink coffee, so Yuan Zhou could almost guess that it was the officer from the Inspection Bureau of the China Securities Regulatory Commission, Yang Weichao, who had arrived.

"here!"

Yuan Zhou looked at Yang Weichao, who was tall and tall in a black formal suit, and couldn't help but walked out of the box and waved to him.

Yang Weichao was obviously surprised by Yuan Zhou's age, but he quickly greeted Yuan Zhou with a smile: "Hello, long wait, Mr. Yuan!"

"It's okay. I just came here. What would you like to drink?"

"Anything, American or cappuccino is fine!"

Yang Weichao shouted to the waiter, and then sat face to face with Yuan Zhou in the box.

"Mr. Yuan, this is my work permit!"

Yang Weichao took the initiative and handed his ID card to Yuan Zhou. Yuan Zhou took it, looked at it, smiled and said, "Do you want Director Yang to see my ID card?"

"That's not necessary, I believe you are the person I'm looking for!"

Yang Weichao also smiled. After the coffee was served, he pulled the curtain of the box, then approached Yuan Zhou and whispered: "Why is Mr. Yuan so optimistic about the fall of soybeans?"

"Can you explain it to me?"

Yang Weichao asked straight to the point without any nonsense at all.

The old man, who was more than a thousand kilometers away, was also sitting in front of the office door with a headset plugged into his ear. He could listen to the conversation between Yang Weichao and Yuan Zhou without missing a word.

This is of course a set of monitoring equipment B. .