Rebirth 1987: From selling fake wine to the top

"When you meet a fellow countryman in a foreign country, any help you can will be helpful."

The cashier smiled shyly.

Yue Hao suddenly felt a lot more favorable towards this female international student with an average figure and average appearance.

Asked proactively.

"Is your study abroad at public expense or at your own expense?"

"It's public expense, but you have to pay for your living expenses yourself."

Sun Xiaochen said shyly.

Her family background is not bad in China, but in this era, the living standards of Huaguo and Yingjiang are very different. Her family can't help her much in this regard, so she has to rely on her own work-study studies.

"How much does it cost to work as a cashier here for a month?"

Yue Hao's heart moved.

At first, he planned to let Bill James set up a leather goods company here. Who knew that the guy was so unreliable and had a soft spot for opening restaurants, so he went back to open a restaurant.

Even if it is a leather bag company, there still needs to be someone in charge, and he has been looking for it.

"About two hundred dollars a month."

Sun Xiaochen said calmly.

She is a part-time student, so her salary is definitely much lower than that of a regular employee.

"Two hundred dollars is not a small amount in China, but in Yingjiang, it's really nothing."

"Well, I happen to be short of a secretary and translator. You can come to work for me, either full-time or part-time. You have free working hours. I will give you a salary of [-] a month."

Yue Hao had a good impression of Sun Xiaochen. As the girl said, if you meet a fellow countryman in a foreign country, you can help him a little bit.

Moreover, there are only two types of students who can study abroad at public expense in this era. One is from a very powerful family. Obviously, Sun Xiaochen, who needs a work-study program, is not among them.

The other one is really capable!

His kind of investment can be regarded as an investment in talents.

"Huh? Is this too much?"

Sun Xiaochen instantly felt like he had been hit by a pie in the sky.

"It's not much, but it should make your life a lot easier."

Yue Hao probably knew the salary situation here. It was eight hundred US dollars a month, which was actually the salary of a normal office worker here.

"Your surname is Yue, boss Yue, thank you, thank you very much!"

Sun Xiaochen burst into tears of gratitude towards Yue Hao.

As the world's largest economic city, New York has a very high level of consumption.

In order to maintain a normal life, she needs to work two part-time jobs, which consumes a lot of time and greatly affects her studies.

Meeting a financial sponsor like Yue Hao solved most of her problems.

"You're welcome. To use your words, when you go out and meet fellow villagers, any help you can give will be appreciated."

Yue Hao smiled.

……

Although the operations are basically done by traders, Yue Hao still goes to the exchange whenever he has time, mainly to learn more about the market.

If you haven't seen it with your own eyes, it will definitely be difficult to understand the enthusiasm that Yingjiang people have for the stock market at this time.

It's a bit similar to the passion of real estate speculators in previous lives when housing prices were at their highest.

No, more passionate than that.

Because real estate speculators need at least hundreds of thousands of principal support, there are industry thresholds.

But the stock market, to put it harshly, can be participated in with only a few hundred yuan in this era.

The extremely low threshold and extremely high returns have led to almost everyone in Yingjiang stock trading.

This kind of passion is far beyond what real estate speculators can compare to.

Although Yue Hao knows a little bit about English, he can only communicate briefly. If others speak quickly, it still sounds difficult for him.

So every time he went to the exchange, he would take Zhao Yugang and Sun Xiaochen with him.

Sun Debiao and Yue Hao are on the same exchange, and this guy is a VIP here.

Recently, Sun Debiao has become very famous in the exchange. He has attracted a lot of powerful hot money and threatened to build a hot stock.

Pierce, a well-known stock analyst, said that as a result, Sun Debiao was very popular on the exchange, and he was admired by celebrities wherever he went.

Of course, Sun Debiao is not a fool. Although everyone knows that he wants to build a stock in the steel industry, he has not leaked any information about which stock it is, and he has done a good job of keeping it confidential.

When Yue Hao went to the exchange today to learn about the market situation, he met Sun Debiao.

"Hey, isn't this Mr. Yue who wants to short the stock market?"

"Mr. John, let me introduce to you. Mr. Yue from China is very unfavorable about your country's stock market, saying that it will plummet in the short term!"

Sun Debiao first disgusted Yue Hao, and then spoke in English to the fat foreigner next to him.

"Chinese boy? Haha, a small local guy whose stocks haven't even been circulated dares to say that our stock market has plummeted."

"Why is he?"

The fat foreigner sneered.

His name is John Doyle, and he is the general manager of a hot money agency. John is in charge of the hot money company that Sun Debiao cooperates with.

"Mr. John, what he relies on is fortune telling, oh, divination. He said that the result of his divination said that your country's stock market will plummet. How about this? Is this method of stock trading powerful?"

Sun Debiao said in a mocking tone.

"Divination? Hahaha, after so many years of working in hot money, this is the first time I heard of someone taking a divination test to trade stocks. I laughed to death."

The fat foreigner laughed forward and backward, and his voice was very harsh.

"What are these two idiots talking about?"

Yue Hao's English was average, and these two guys spoke very fast, so he didn't hear them clearly.

"They are laughing at you, Brother Hao."

Zhao Yugang repeated the conversation between the two in a low voice.

"Tell that fat pig, if he can still laugh here in a month, I will chop off his head and give him a ball to play with."

Yue Hao looked at John Doyle with a sneer.