The world's richest man: I am a stock god

Although he was surprised, Zhao Wanjun's call was not worth Li Jin's fuss.

Sitting directly in the bun shop, Li Jin answered the phone.

"Boss Li, I know you haven't slept yet. Let me guess, you should be celebrating with your people right now?"

What came from the phone was Zhao Wanjun's cheerful and naturally charming voice.

Simply put, very feminine.

"A carnival at five o'clock in the morning? My old bones can't be moved anymore. How can I get such good energy?"

Li Jin took a bite of the meat bun and felt the satisfying feeling of meat juice filling his lips and teeth.

Nowadays, everything has a conscience, unlike the buns he ate in later generations. There was no meat filling at all in one bite, they were all flour.

"There is no carnival celebration, but if you want to eat steamed buns, I can treat you wherever you are."

Li Jin, who said this, had no idea that he got these buns on credit.

There was a chuckle on the other end of the phone, and Zhao Wanjun said: "I don't have the luxury to eat steamed buns. I'm in Yanjing now."

This location made Li Jin raise his eyebrows. Drinking soy milk, Li Jin smiled and said, "In Yanjing? You called me so early. I guess Miss Zhao didn't come here specifically to say good morning to me?"

"Of course, I'm looking for you because I want to do a business with you."

Zhao Wanjun's words made Li Jin interested.

From his previous understanding, Li Jin knew that Zhao Wanjun only engaged in one kind of business. Ordinary people would never come into contact with this kind of business in their lifetime. Anyone who could come into contact with it must be at least among the top five in a certain industry at the provincial level. level.

That's intelligence.

A piece of information is just ordinary news to those who don't need it, but to those who can use it, it is worth thousands of dollars.

Li Jin happened to need a lot of information now. With Zhao Wanjun's energy background, it would not be a small matter to go to him to sell information to him.

"Okay, how much is it?"

"You don't want to ask what it is?" Zhao Wanjun asked curiously.

She specializes in intelligence business, and naturally has many old customers. Unless it is a truly old relationship with someone who knows everything about them, her words will not be so direct and straightforward.

"Miss Zhao is in the intelligence industry. If you want to do business with me, you will naturally sell me information. Could it be that Miss Zhao has changed her profession to selling slippers?" Li Jin joked.

Zhao Wanjun laughed and said: "Whenever I switch to selling slippers, I will definitely ask you to buy them for me."

"It is indeed a piece of information, and it should be very important to you. My price is not much, 1 million."

Li Jin narrowed his eyes slightly and said meaningfully: "1 million? This price is not cheap."

Li Jin was sitting in the bun shop eating buns and did not lower his voice when he answered the phone, so this sentence was clearly conveyed to the ears of the busy boss and his wife.

With a squeak, the landlady couldn't help but laugh.

While she was lowering her head to roll out the dough, she poked her husband next to her with her elbow and said, "Look at that young man, he looks like an ordinary person at a young age and dressed up, but when he opens his mouth, it makes people think that he is not mentally normal. I can’t even get a bun of money out of my mouth, I just open my mouth and it’s 1 million.”

The honest and honest boss shook his head and said, "Don't mind other people's business."

Even though he said that, his eyes were filled with sighs.

Today's young people are really becoming more and more unreliable. They don't even bother to brag. They obviously can't even afford the money to eat steamed buns, but they still talk about 1 million and are not afraid of making people laugh.

Li Jin naturally didn't know that the couple had regarded him as a liar who cheated people out of food and drink. Zhao Wanjun's words came to his ears.

"Since I dare to ask you for this price, I can certainly guarantee that this information is worth this price."

Zhao Wanjun said, chuckled, and continued: "Since this is our first official transaction, I can explain my trading principles to you."

"First, the offer does not accept any form of counter-offer."

"Second, don't accept any temptation to grind."

"Third, pay first and give information later."

Apart from anything else, these three rules directly reflect Zhao Wanjun's confidence and dominance.

However, based on her identity and background, she is indeed qualified to propose such an overlord treaty.

Li Jin thought for a second and then said: "Give me the account."

"readily!"

The phone hung up, and soon Li Jin received a text message from Zhao Wanjun. The collection account was a private account in a domestic bank, and the account name was Zhao Wanjun herself.

This detail also allowed Li Jin to see how unscrupulous and fearless the eldest lady of the Zhao family was.

To engage in this kind of gray business, he actually set up an account in China with such arrogance, and he didn't even bother to cover it up, and directly used his own name to collect money.

Is this bitch a tiger or does she really have some tricks?

Thinking about this problem, Li Jin called Jack Chen.

"I just sent you an account. Now transfer 1 million to this account immediately. For the process, you can prepare the documents and ask me to sign it later, and use the account in Hong Kong City."

Jack Chen smartly did not ask why and immediately replied: "It will be done right away."

Next to him, the landlady leaned close to the boss's ear, lowered her voice and said with a chuckle: "Did you hear, I've arranged a transfer, giggle."

The boss glared at the wife and said, "Hurry up and roll out the dough. It will get busy later and the buns won't be able to come out in time."

This time Li Jin heard the boss's wife's laughter, and he was quite embarrassed and didn't explain anything.

You can't drag the landlady to explain to her that you are the owner of the building opposite and that the US stock market crashed just over an hour ago?

Just as Li Jincai finished eating a bun, Zhao Wanjun's call came.

"The money has been received." Zhao Wanjun's voice was full of joy.

"It's a pleasure to work with you."

"Okay, if you want to have a next time, you have to make me feel that it is worth the money." Li Jin said.

He is willing to spend a lot of money to buy an important piece of information, but he is definitely not taking advantage of it.

It's only 1 million. Buying a piece of news is unbelievable to others, but for Li Jin now, it's really not a difficult amount of money to come up with.

"You have just severely humiliated the U.S. stock market. Although the circuit breaker is now broken, starting from the next trading day, you will definitely face a desperate situation."

"I looked at the time and there was a weekend in between, so you have two days to prepare."

"The purpose of this information is to provide you with a solution."

Zhao Wanjun said that Li Jin listened and did not interrupt. He knew that the following content was the true reflection of the value of 1 million.

"The Bangzi Country Samsung Consortium once suffered big losses from Soft Win. At that time, Soft Win was backed by Neon Country Mitsui Co., Ltd. I don't need to say more about the origins of Mitsui, so the Samsung Consortium has been seeking to give Soft Win and Mitsui Come on hard."

"In addition, when the Samsung consortium and Wall Street capital competed to acquire a national telecommunications project in a small Eastern European country, they were blocked by U.S. officials and the project was blocked. The news has not been released yet, but it is already a certainty and is just waiting to be announced."