In this era, stock trading is still a hobby of a few people in Hong Kong.

Most elites like to talk about the companies they hold stocks in cafes after work and during lunch breaks.

Scolding Fang Qiu and strategizing, in this era of savage growth of capital, it seems that everyone is a stock god.

But except for these upper middle class with stable income.

The real poor people in the stock market are the most.

There will never be a shortage of gamblers in this world.

The more money-poor people are, the more they fantasize about getting rich overnight.

In the era without computers and mobile phones.

People's stock transactions all rely on entrusted transactions in the stock hall.

In the hall, you can see countless clothes all crooked at any time, but their eyes are waving banknotes wildly.

You may still be holding a paper stock trading order in your hand.

Countless people who may not even have a job are talking about a certain stock.

Both the stock traders at the bar and the telephone stock traders inside are busy and bustling.

"Is it very different from the high-end stock trading you imagined?"

Xu Yang looked at the people on both sides with the same astonished expressions and asked.

"Yes... I really didn't expect that the stock exchange with the greatest chance for ordinary people to turn around would be like this."

Zhao Ying said with a sigh.

Xiaodang and Huaihua had seen such a scene before, so there was nothing strange about it. They just sighed in their hearts. After only a few years, it seemed that there were many more stock traders than in the previous two years.

And Liu Qing had never seen such a scene.

His father does have a few stocks in the company, but they are all paper copies in his hands, and he has no plans to sell them recently.

"Let's go, you'll get used to this kind of scene after just a few glances."

Xu Yang walked towards the stairway where the cordon was pulled aside.

"Eh? Where are you going?"

Liu Qing asked curiously.

"You don't think everyone's stock trading is such a mess?"

Xu Yang asked back.

Then Xu Yang continued: "Those with an investment capital of more than 50 Hong Kong dollars have a dedicated VIP trading hall, those with an investment capital of more than 200 million have a dedicated VIP customer service, and those with an investment capital of more than 500 million have a dedicated corresponding seat, and the corresponding trading capital account also has a dedicated account. operator."

"In order to reflect the sense of superiority of these wealthy people, there must be differentiated services."

Xu Yang said to Liu Qing.

Liu Qing nodded approvingly.

Then Xu Yang continued: "But the general public can't ignore it. They are the cornerstone of stock operation."

"Many things in this world roughly follow the [-] rule."

"20% of the people reap the wealth of 80% of the people."

Xu Yang didn't speak too clearly.

But he said this to Sun Yan.

I felt it for a while in the VIP trading hall.

Everyone found that there were not only well-dressed stock traders, but also service staff coming and going, serving a small number of people with coffee and light meals.

Although this is the headquarters of the Yanghe Stock Exchange, there are more than a dozen other branches.

Therefore, the VIP trading hall is not crowded when it is scattered.

The few people who were full at noon were not hungry.

So after feeling it for a while, I continued to walk up.

Under Xu Yang's order, no one came to bother him except that all areas were open to him, but the others followed Xu Yang all the way and didn't find this problem.

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