Rebirth 1994: Starting from laid-off workers

Zhang Jiaqiang smiled in return, but didn't say anything. He pointed at the computer screen and said, "The market is open!"

As the words fell, a pale green appeared on the computer, like an enchanted forest, which was scary to look at.

The market opened lower and moved lower. The time-sharing line once again crossed the moving average, and it looked like it was about to hit a new low again.

The investor chuckled and said, "With this market situation, Director Zhang still wants to watch stocks. Which one do you think has hope?"

Zhang Jiaqiang said without looking up while typing the stock code on the keyboard.

"I only speculate on my own. I never comment on, recommend, or analyze stocks. If you want to hear this, go find Mr. Qian. He is an expert in stock evaluation and has a golden finger. He is nicknamed Wen Tao by the people in the world!"

Mr. Qian coughed from over there, and his face turned red.

The financial owner sneered, "I'm not here for stocks. I plan to inquire about someone from Director Zhang!"

Zhang Jiaqiang smiled and said, "If you ask people, go to the police station. I don't have this business here!"

There was a hint of chill in the tone of the donor, "I heard that Yao Xiaoman has a close relationship with you. Can you tell me her whereabouts?"

Zhang Jiaqiang finally turned around, but instead of looking at the financial owner, he turned to ask Gao Shou.

"How long has it been since Xiaoyao came?"

Gao Shou said without thinking, "It's been almost a month!"

"Hey, Brother Glasses, how long has it been since you and Xiaoyao saw each other?" Zhang Jiaqiang asked loudly again.

The man with glasses chuckled, "It's the same, I haven't seen her since she stopped coming!"

At this time, Zhang Jiaqiang looked up at the sponsor and said with a smile in his eyes.

"It's not that I won't help you. Just look at it. I haven't seen her for a month. You should go to the police station to report the case!"

The financial owner nodded repeatedly and put on a soft smile.

Said, "Forget it then, I'll still find you."

Zhang Jiaqiang pretended to be surprised.

"Oh, how can I help you?"

The sponsor handed over a business card made of yellow tobacco leaves with gold edges, "Let's meet Lian Mingyou Donglu Investment Company!"

Awesome, those who dare to call themselves investment companies these days have a profound background after all.

"Oh, Mr. Lian, please give me some advice!" Zhang Jiaqiang took the business card and looked at him calmly, waiting for the next step.

This title is rare nowadays. Lian Mingyou's mouth twitched, but he still enjoyed this title.

He spoke in a more polite tone, "Director Zhang is funny and humorous. I really want to make friends with you. How about we find a place to chat?"

To be honest, if it wasn't for this guy's bad intentions that ruined Xiao Yao's family, Zhang Jiaqiang would really be willing to have a relationship with him based on the belief that there are many friends and many paths.

But having learned from the past, Zhang Jiaqiang would rather stay away from him than involve him too much.

Furthermore, this time he came to the door, it must be the weasel wishing the chicken New Year greetings, so Zhang Jiaqiang directly rejected him on the grounds of rejecting the man with glasses.

Lian Mingyou's face flashed with anger, and his eyes showed a playful smile, "You will come to me, I firmly believe it!"

In two lifetimes, Zhang Jiaqiang saw such a confident, conceited and self-righteous person for the first time.

After the guy left, Gao Shou raised his head and said, "This guy is so cool, boss, I want to slap him!"

Zhang Jiaqiang handed him the fund card and said, "No problem, the premise is that you have to exercise and stop talking about other things. Here is the 60 that I just saved. You are busy with business and don't interfere with other things. I will take care of everything." !”

Gao Shou smiled bitterly, lowered his head and started busy, "With this money, it's more than 150 million. If you want to attract bulk goods, there's no chance at the end of the month!"

At this time, the wealthy man whom he had met for the first time walked up to Zhang Jiaqiang and said with a smile.

"Brother, you are new here, let's get to know Zhu Xinwei, an old man from a household!"

This guy came with Lian Mingyou, and he is most likely the trader.

Zhang Jiaqiang plans to see which song this guy is going to sing.

"Zhang Jiaqiang, you are a newcomer, the seniors need to give you more advice!"

Zhu Xinwei said, "Advice is out of the question. The market is so bad now. Brother Zhang is still buying money. He is really energetic. I wonder if you are interested in large-scale transactions?"

Zhang Jiaqiang pretended to be uninterested, "Oh, Bulk, how big is it, and what stock is it?"

Zhu Xinwei sighed, "To be honest, I came here to clean up my account. Everything else has been taken care of. There are still more than 100 million shares of neon left. I don't know if I dare to be interested!"

It really makes me want to fall asleep and someone gives me a pillow, but is there really such a good thing in this world?

Zhang Jiaqiang still looked like he was about to fall asleep, "Oh, Neon, more than 100 million is not a small amount, and most people can't afford it!"

He said that without asking the price, he lowered his head and stared at the market.

Zhu Xinwei took a deep breath, forced a smile and said, "If you are interested, please follow today's average price, one yuan and nine, and I will give it all to you!"

Gao Shou almost stood up when he heard this, but Zhang Jiaqiang looked back.

Zhang Jiaqiang opened the neon time-sharing chart, pointed at the moving average and said.

"Believe it or not, when the market closes in the afternoon, it will drop to [-] yuan?"

Before Zhu Xinwei could say anything, Zhang Jiaqiang continued, "It might be able to sell for [-] yuan or even lower when the market opens tomorrow. Why don't you try to hang it up? I can't help you!"

Zhu Xinwei took a deep look at Zhang Jiaqiang, gritted his teeth and said, "What price do you want?"

Zhang Jiaqiang snorted and smiled, "You'd better hang it up. Maybe it can sell some before closing!"

Zhu Xinwei was so angry that he stamped his foot, "One and a half, just one and a half, I'll give you all one hundred and fifty thousand!"

Zhang Jiaqiang raised his head and stared into his eyes for a few seconds, "You'd better hang it up, I don't want to take it!"

Zhu Xinwei said hey, turned back to his seat, and made a phone call in a low voice.

After a while, the guy came back and said to Zhang Jiaqiang word by word, "One dollar and three, it can't be lower!"

Zhang Jiaqiang understood that this boy must have asked the sponsor for instructions just now, and this price was definitely not his lowest price.

So far, the cost price of the Neon shares in hand is [-] yuan.

When I opened the position, I traded on the market, and the price was around three or four yuan. Later, I bought 200 million shares from Mr. Qian and others, and the price was just over two yuan, which brought the price down.

Zhang Jiaqiang plans to further reduce costs and wait for shipment in the future.

He immediately stretched out a finger and spit out two words - one piece!

Zhu Xinwei's face turned dark instantly and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood. His cost price was around four yuan, and now he lost 70.00%. This knife was so cruel that it directly caused blood.

If the boss hadn't forced him to ship the goods, he would never have been given the opportunity to take advantage. Now he had no choice but to hold his nose and admit it.

"Okay, just one piece, let's go to the counter to hand it over!"

Zhang Jiaqiang turned around and patted Gao Shou on the shoulder, "Hurry up and go!"

This time the cost finally came down to around two yuan, and Zhang Jiaqiang felt secretly happy.

At present, the total investment in neon stocks has reached 500 million. Even if it can increase three or five times after the sudden increase, the shortage of funds after making a lot of money can almost solve the problem.

Now I still have 50 yuan left in my hand. In line with the principle of not throwing away sesame seeds after picking up watermelons, Gao Shou slowly continues to scan the goods. Maybe he can get a lot more before the end of the month.

As if he had just drank ice-cold water and was in a great mood, Zhang Jiaqiang stopped looking at the market, packed up his things and planned to leave the main room and go home early to be with his wife.

After all, the little girl has gone to kindergarten. How wonderful is the world between the two of them?

"Jia Qiang, how about we chat for a while?"