Rebirth of the Richest Man In Black Technology

February 14, 2006, at noon on Valentine's Day, at the Greentown Hotel.

"Mr. Feng, the three traders you need to find have already arrived at the Greentown Hotel, but the level of these three people is only relatively good. They have not reached the very top level, and they are only a little better than ordinary traders."

Zheng Li, the headhunter of the Red Dust Headhunting Company, was introducing the situation to Feng Hao at this time.

"Okay, then let's go up and meet these three traders."

Feng Hao knocked on the door, the door of the room opened, and the door opened by a middle-aged man, probably in his thirties.

Qian Jiang first looked at Feng Hao suspiciously, and then saw Zheng Li behind Feng Hao, and then cleared his doubts: "Mr. Zheng, you are here, where is our employer?"

Zheng Li did not answer immediately, but walked into the room, where there were two middle-aged men in their thirties.

The two were playing with the computer at this time, and a stock trading software was displayed on the computer screen.

The two were watching the KDA line attentively, and the two of them didn't notice Zheng Li and Feng Hao coming in.

It wasn't until Qian Jiang called out their names that they noticed Feng Hao and Zheng Li, and the two greeted Zheng Li,

At this time, Zheng Licai nodded, looked at Feng Hao, and smiled, "Isn't this person in front of you your employer?"

"This gentleman, he looks quite young."

The middle-aged man who had just opened the door said in surprise when he heard the words at this moment.

"Young or not, it doesn't matter, the important thing is that this gentleman has the money to hire you."

Zheng Li saw the other party's doubts, so he said the most crucial point.

The three of Qian Jiang also nodded, their words were not rude, it was true.

"Mr. Zheng, I wonder if I can talk to the three of them alone?"

Seeing that Zheng Li finished speaking, Feng Hao smiled and looked at Zheng Lidao.

"Okay, I'll go to the downstairs hall to sit down. After you're done talking, please come to me directly."

Zheng Li knew that Feng Hao didn't want to let himself know too much of the inside story, he said with interest.

"OK."

Feng Hao nodded and waited for Zheng Li to walk out and close the door.

He looked at the three of them and introduced with a smile: "I am the employer this time. My name is Feng Hao. Let me introduce you too."

"Hello Mr. Feng, I'm Qian Jiang, this is Li San, this is Quan Zhengping."

Qian Jiang first introduced his name, and then introduced two other middle-aged people.

The room in this hotel is relatively large, and the business suite was booked by Zheng Li.

Feng Hao walked to the reception table and sat down. He nodded, indicating that he knew him.

Afterwards, he greeted a few people to sit down, knocked on the table against the guests, smiled and said, "Several of you must also know, the purpose of my coming to you."

Several people nodded and said, "We know."

Feng Hao then said, "How are your abilities?"

"Our trading level is still acceptable in Greentown, but compared with the top level in China, there is still a big gap."

Qian Jiang seems to be seeking truth from facts. As for whether this is true, Feng Hao does not know.

It's probably true, after all, this is what Zheng Li, the headhunter of the red dust, is looking for, of course, he doesn't care much about this.

Feng Hao continued: "Okay, I'll say it directly, and I won't be too polite to you. If you can do the following points, then we will start signing the agreement."

The three of them are just good traders. There are no one hundred and eighty in Greentown. Naturally, they have no conditions to negotiate with Feng Hao.

Seeing this, the three of them could only nod their heads.

"First, what do you think about the current situation of the domestic stock market? Is there a possibility of it going up?"

Seeing that the three had no opinion, Feng Hao continued.

"From the current situation, the stock market is likely to rise. According to our analysis, it is a good opportunity to enter the market."

Several people looked at each other, and then Qian Jiang said.

"Second, if I enter the market now, with 300 million funds for you to take care of, do you have the confidence to enter the market without disturbing others at all?"

Hearing this, Qian Jiang and the others were extremely surprised. The Li San said, "Mr. Feng, is it 300 million?"

Feng Hao nodded and said with certainty, "It's 300 million."

The surprised expressions of several people at this time still appeared on their faces.

They don't think this is a test. Compared to the entire stock market, these 300 million funds are like a bucket of water in the Yangtze River.

In January 2006, the average daily trading volume of the stock market was 330 billion, but this is the turnover of the national stock market.

For them, these 300 million is an incomparably huge amount of money. At present, the three of them have operated the most funds, which is about 10 million.

"Mr. Feng, this fund is still too large, far exceeding our previous funds."

After a while, Qian Jiang took a deep breath and said with difficulty, "If it is handed over to us, if we don't invest in a single stock market or a single account, we will still have the confidence to do so by diversifying the funds. It won't attract too much attention from others."

"That is to say, are you confident in handling these funds?"

Several people looked tangled, and they couldn't talk nonsense at this moment. If the 300 million funds were handed over to them, if something went wrong, they would be in bad luck.

They don't believe that a person who can freely come up with 300 million to invest in stocks is a simple person!

However, with such a rare opportunity in front of him, how can a trader give up? !

They were not willing to miss the opportunity like this, so they thought about it for a while, and then muttered a few words to each other, and then made up their minds; "If Mr. Feng trusts us, we believe we can do the best."

As a reborn person, Feng Hao knows more stock information than the guy in front of him.

Naturally, he would not completely trust these average level traders in front of him. In case of a loss, he would be miserable.

And even if these people manage well, how much profit can they make?

20%, 30%, that is tens of millions, which obviously cannot meet Feng Hao's requirements.

In fact, what he asked for was a few obedient people with a little more specific awareness and techniques of manipulative manipulation, and that was enough.

As for the rest, there are not many requirements.

However, in order to make a few people take it seriously, Feng Hao still made this difficult question assessment.

Feng Hao and a few people exchanged a few words again, and overall they were quite satisfied, so Feng Hao smiled and said, "If that's the case, what do you want?"

Traders are divided into different levels. The top traders are generally based on the basic salary plus commission.

A good trader can earn tens of millions of salaries every year.

Obviously, the three in front of him did not meet such conditions for Feng Hao.

Besides, Feng Hao could not give such a reward.

The three of them also know their own situation, and they are somewhat self-aware.

It is impossible for Feng Hao to give so many commissions, and the three of them cannot guarantee how much profit they will make for Feng Hao.

At this point, if they asked to follow the rules, it would be a bit unreasonable.

After a few more discussions, they began to ask Feng Hao, "Mr. Feng, can you be sure how much money you will invest?"

"Probably three hundred million."

Feng Hao did the math, and it is true that such funds can be transferred to the stock market.

"Three hundred million!"

The original test was a test, but when Qianjiang and the others heard the figure of 300 million again, they were still very shocked.