The flowers in the factory of rebirth are too fierce

It was already the second day when Niu Baiwan saw Lin Zhiyuan again.

This is Lin Zhiyuan's sixth day in Shanghai.

He hasn't appeared in the stock business department in the past few days. It's not that Lin Zhiyuan is firmly on the Diaoyutai, but that he really doesn't have time to come and see.

Yang Zhilan now likes the city of Shanghai more and more. Lin Zhiyuan will accompany her every day, either shopping or going to some scenic spots.

Yang Zhilan seemed to have completely forgotten her true purpose of coming to Shanghai.

If Lin Zhiyuan hadn't heard the hotel waiter talking about stocks in a low voice while having breakfast in the hotel restaurant this morning, he might not have come today!

"Have you heard? There was a huge crowd at the stock business department yesterday, and many investors were buying stocks like crazy."

"Is something wrong?"

"It is said that a stock called Dian Vacuum went crazy, and it rose to [-] yuan in one day."

"Oh my god! If anyone owns this stock, wouldn't it be a huge profit?"

The conversation between the two waiters was clearly heard by Lin Zhiyuan, Yang Zhilan and her two subordinates.

The male employee brought by Yang Zhilan spit out a mouthful of soy milk on the spot. The female employee was not too strong and almost fell off her chair.

Yang Zhilan's hands began to tremble, and her voice began to tremble, "Xiao... Xiao... Xiao... Lin, you... you... did you hear it?"

Lin Zhiyuan's hands were as steady as a rock, and he put a poached egg into his mouth. After slowly swallowing it, he said, "Auntie, I think we should go back to Yanjing."

The way Yang Zhilan looked at Lin Zhiyuan was completely different.

At 08:30, Lin Zhiyuan, carrying the 120 five electric vacuum stocks, followed by Yang Zhilan and three others, crossed the road and walked 200 meters to the stock business department opposite.

Lin Zhiyuan pushed open the door, and the four people's movements became unified, and they all looked up at the stock price of Electric Vacuum on the blackboard.

That's right, fifteen hundred dollars.

Yang Zhilan began to calculate in her mind again, 120 five shares, [-] yuan per share, how much is it?

Lin Zhiyuan walked to the counter and took out the stocks, "Comrade, I want to sell stocks."

His voice was not loud, but it instantly attracted the investors in the entire hall.

Local stock investors in the Shanghai stock market, headed by Niu Wanwan, were like bloodthirsty sharks and came over when they smelled blood.

This time, there was no sarcasm, their eyes were full of reverence.

In the world of money, it is natural for people to bow to the strong.

Just when Lin Zhiyuan lowered his head to fill out the form, Niu Baiwan crowded in front of him and asked respectfully: "Sir, we meet again."

Lin Zhiyuan raised his head and glanced at him. He didn't stop writing. He just replied lightly, "Yes, I remember you. You laughed at me when I bought stocks. I heard it all."

A group of people put on smiles that were uglier than crying, "We are too blind to see the truth, and we have offended Mr."

"Sir, I'm sorry. You don't care about the faults of others. Don't be like us."

"Sir, how can you be so sure that the electric vacuum can rise?" Someone finally asked the question that everyone wanted to ask.

Lin Zhiyuan smiled slightly, "I don't know, I'm just lucky."

This obviously perfunctory answer made everyone dissatisfied, but there is no other way. What can you do if people don't like you?

Niu Wanwan asked another question cautiously, "Sir, now everyone knows that electric vacuum will definitely rise again, why are you selling stocks at this time?"

Compared to the previous question, this question is probably what they want to know more.

Lin Zhiyuan still smiled slightly, "Because I am not a local, I want to go home."

This answer was like a slap in the face, knocking everyone into confusion.

go home?Why would you go home with so much money?

Lin Zhiyuan ignored them, filled out the form, sold the stocks, and put the 18 yuan in cash again into the woven bag where Ba Tai was buried.

These people couldn't help but send Lin Zhiyuan to the gate.

Lin Zhiyuan didn't even look back. He was carrying a woven bag and gave them a tall and mysterious figure.

Until a few years later, this figure was still a legend in the Shanghai stock market.

It wasn't until he couldn't see it anymore that Niu Baiwan came back to his senses. He slapped his thigh and said, "I know!"

Other investors immediately gathered around, "Old Niu, what do you know?"

Niu Baiwan looked excited, "They said they came from Yanjing that day, right?"

Everyone was collectively confused, "Yeah, what's wrong?"

"Isn't this very clear? They must have inside information."

Everyone suddenly realized that this was the case.

What is Yanjing?The political center!Ultimately, money serves power.

******

On the train back to Yanjing, Yang Zhilan seemed to be in a dream.

Can making money be so easy?

It cost [-] yuan when I came in. In less than a week, I earned [-] yuan.The key thing is that Lin Zhiyuan didn't do anything!

I went to the stock business department twice, filled out two orders, and then went sightseeing with her for five days, and I made money.

It turned out that Yang Zhilan thought that it was easy enough for Su Sheng to make money by reselling batch receipts, but even so, Su Sheng had to carefully maintain the relationship, treat guests and give gifts, but Lin Zhiyuan didn't have to do anything, just put the money in and take it out again, that's it. Simple.

Not only Yang Zhilan, but also her two employees became greedy when they looked at Lin Zhiyuan, like wolves staring at a piece of meat, which made Lin Zhiyuan feel uncomfortable all over.

The female employee even asked Lin Zhiyuan how to trade stocks.

Yang Zhilan angrily drove them out of the soft sleeper box. When they were the only two left in the box, Yang Zhilan's eyes also glowed green.

She deliberately lowered her voice, "Xiao Lin, stock trading is so profitable, why don't you stick to it?"

Lin Zhiyuan shrugged his shoulders in a pretentious manner, "Auntie, because there is no challenge."

Obviously, Yang Zhilan didn't understand.

But he didn't want to expose her ignorance in front of Lin Zhiyuan, so she asked the second question, "Xiao Lin, do you think it's okay for Auntie to trade in the stock market?"

A classic answer came to Lin Zhiyuan's mind, "Want to learn? I'll teach you!"

But he couldn't say this to his future mother-in-law, "Auntie, it's okay. The current stock market is a unilateral rising market, and you can buy at any time, but..."

"Just what?" Yang Zhilan was nervous. She was afraid that some bad news would come out of Lin Zhiyuan's mouth.

"It's just that you have to be patient when trading stocks now. If you buy it, don't sell it, at least until the end of next year."

"why?"

Lin Zhiyuan's subtext emerged again, because on November 1990, [-], the Shanghai Stock Exchange was officially established. At that time, all the old stereotypes in the Shanghai Stock Exchange soared into the sky.

延中实业，1991年5月到1992年3月，不到一年涨10倍，最高价380元一股。

Vacuum Electronics was launched in December 1990. By May 12, its price increased more than 1992 times, with the highest price reaching 5 yuan.

Feile Audio was launched in December 90. By 12, its price had increased sevenfold, with the highest price reaching 1992 yuan.

Aizhi shares were listed in December 90 with an opening price of 12 yuan. A year and a half later, in July 193, its price was 1992 yuan, an increase of 7 times.

申华实业，91年最低价35块，92年5月最高价是702块，涨了20倍。

Feile shares were listed at the end of 90, with an opening price of 323 yuan. By June 92, the highest price was 6 yuan, an increase of more than 3550 times.

In May 1992, the stock price of Yuyuan Mall owned by Lin Zhiyuan exceeded 5 yuan, so much so that the Shanghai Stock Exchange's four-digit display screen at the time could not display it correctly.