Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

“Oh dear! My Lord Fang... can you please think of a solution for me?”

Xu Wenshu's attitude changed, and he began to complain incessantly.

“You suggested that I buy Xihai Commerce shares, and I mortgaged everything in my house! Now I have a million shares of Xihai Commerce in hand. If it crashes, my whole family will be eating chaff and swallowing vegetables with me!”

“My house, my mansion, my land, I can't even afford my grandson's tuition! My whole family, from old to young, is counting on me... Think of a way, you can't just stand by and watch me die, can you?”

Fang Zheng sighed softly, rubbing his brow: “Lord Xu, making money from stocks isn't an overnight thing. With the national strength of our Great Jing, sooner or later it will rise again. Do you have so little faith in Great Jing?”

“That's what they say! Of course, I believe in Great Jing, but you know how far the West is from our Great Jing. Now they also have firearms, how can we win quickly?” Xu Wenshu babbled on.

“Although I haven't personally been on the battlefield, don't try to fool me! I bought in at two liang and five qian, and now I can't sell it at all. It seems that it will fall sooner or later. If we go to war with the West, and the war drags on for a dozen or twenty years, I'll be in the ground by then!”

“Do you think the money borrowed from the Qianzhuang is interest-free? Do you think my meager salary is enough to repay it?”

Fang Zheng raised an eyebrow and said: “Our army has a chance to quickly end the war by directly taking the Holy City of the Church and restoring the trade order. This is also the strategy that the imperial court has discussed before.”

“Those are all unreliable things! Don't mention that to me! I would believe it if you said the other side didn't have cannons, but now who thinks they can successfully take the Holy City?” Xu Wenshu began to act shamelessly.

“Didn't you and His Majesty jointly open Jingxing Qianzhuang? Although the Ministry of Revenue has intervened now, the final decision is still with you and His Majesty. Or you could just waive my interest.”

Right now, face is nothing!

He really spent his entire life's savings, betting the fate of his entire family on this!

He used to think that the stock market was not risky at all, but now he has suffered a bloody loss.

“Tsk, I don't know what to say to you!” Fang Zheng was completely speechless. “Lord Xu, the crisis is rising, and it may be a good thing for the Ministry of Revenue.”

“The exchange still has many flaws. Now is the time for you to organize people to summarize experience and avoid greater disasters. Why are you talking about these trivial matters? Look at these people below, they are all more miserable than you, don't you have any sympathy?”

“You only lost your family property, but they have already jumped off the building!”

F*ck...

Xu Wenshu's expression was distorted by the stimulation.

If I don't sell this broken stock, I'll be jumping off the building soon!

“Marquis Jianye... how about I sell all the stocks in my hand to you? Two liang and five qian! At cost price, a cheap sale, how about it?”

Seeing that Xu Wenshu was completely out of communication, Fang Zheng nodded after thinking for a moment: “Okay, then you sell it to me, are you satisfied now?”

It's good to buy it now, he has plenty of funds in hand, so it has no impact on him to take over Xu Wenshu's stock.

This old man Xu Wenshu is obviously delaying serious business by focusing on this all day long.

He has no judgment in his mind as to whether the Holy City can be taken down and the situation can be quickly stabilized. There are too many variables.

If the war really cannot be ended in a short time, then this stock may be bleak for quite a long time.

It is far better to buy other stocks.

However, Xihai Commerce will have huge appreciation potential in the future anyway.

He doesn't care about earning a little less money, keeping it doesn't matter, he's playing value investing!

Xu Wenshu was stunned: “Really?”

He originally asked with a glimmer of hope, but he didn't expect Fang Zheng to agree so readily.

Could there be something fishy about this?

Doubts arose in Xu Wenshu's heart, and for a moment he didn't want to sell it.

Seeing him hesitate, Fang Zheng suppressed his impatience and said: “Sell it or not, give me a straight answer.”

“Lord Xu, I'm purely doing this loss-making business for the sake of our friendship. I've helped you out, and in the future, you must be lenient with the projects that I personally approve at Dongda and the Academy of Sciences.”

Seeing that the opportunity was about to slip away, Xu Wenshu naturally would not give up.

He nodded repeatedly: “I'll sell, I'll sell! Marquis Jianye is benevolent!”

Fang Zheng picked up the tea and took a sip, and said slowly: “Stock speculation kills people. It seems that no one takes the signboard at the entrance of the exchange seriously. Lord Xu, our top priority is to quickly organize people to discuss some methods to reduce these chaos and maintain order, otherwise this kind of thing will happen endlessly in the future, and no one can stand it if it gets out of hand.”

“I suggest that we first study a mechanism to set a limit on the daily ups and downs.”

The fire in Xu Wenshu's heart has been extinguished, and he has regained his composure.

Hearing Fang Zheng's suggestion, he nodded: “Yes, that's a good idea. I will organize people to study it when I go back. Why don't you come back to the Ministry of Revenue with me now, let's do it together...”

Before he could finish his words, Fang Zheng shook his head: “No, the situation here is too intense, I have to watch it for two days. I don't know how many people will die here if I don't keep an eye on it.”

Fang Zheng was also irritable.

The Jinyiwei are running around like firefighters, putting out fires everywhere.

The imperial court has no experience in dealing with this, so he can only do it himself.

There are too many leeks among the people, so you can't let these fat and tender leeks die here, otherwise who will you harvest in the future?

“Hey! What do you care about them, accept your losses! Learn more lessons, and you'll have a better memory next time.”

Having just escaped the crisis, Xu Wenshu couldn't help but say something sarcastic as he looked at the people below.

Fang Zheng looked at him with a smile that was not a smile.

The two men's eyes met, and Xu Wenshu blushed.

Just now he was crying and wiping his tears... It doesn't seem appropriate to say these words now.

Fang Zheng said loudly: “What are you talking about, Lord Xu? What you see is the people's irrationality, and speculation and opportunism.”

“What about me? What I see is the people's strong desire to change their lives, the courage to bet everything, and the infinite trust in our Great Jing's glorious prosperity and His Majesty! I am a...”

“Marquis, I'm sorry, I have something to do, I'll leave first. As for the stocks, I'll come to you when you have time, goodbye.”

Xu Wenshu's face turned red as he listened, and he hurried downstairs.

If he doesn't leave, this guy will start flattering the void again, I can't stand it!

Now His Majesty is the biggest leek in the world, what are you still acting for here?

As soon as Xu Wenshu left, a tall figure followed him upstairs.

Looking at the person holding a small stack of Xihai Commerce stocks, Fang Zheng's face sank: “Zhang Biao, I asked you to do errands, who told you to buy stocks? Do you even understand it before buying it!”

Zhang Biao put a stack of stocks on the table: “The errand is done. I met a stock seller downstairs who insisted on telling me about the stock market. I thought it was cheap, so I bought some. If the price drops, it can't be wrong, right...”

Fang Zheng frowned: “Telling you about the stock market? He's a liar who sells stocks!”

“It can't be, he told me to buy when others abandon it and go against the grain. When everyone is dead, I'm the only one who's not dead.” Zhang Biao looked at the bottom and said with certainty, “I don't think I was cheated, sir. Look, the faces of those people below are all dark, aren't they like they're about to die?”

“The people below have lost everything, how can their faces not be dark!” Fang Zheng slammed the table and roared, “Keep these stocks, don't sell them! Leave them to your son as heirlooms!”

“Also, have you arranged the lecturer I asked you to find?”

“It's arranged.”

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