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274 [Umbrella and Balloons]

In the evening, five little bosses invited Song Weiyang to dinner, and Lin Zhuoyun, as his teacher's wife, was also invited.

After a while, Qi Sheng asked, "Teacher Song, do you have stock trading this year?"

"I bought some casually and just had fun, and I was just a little gambling to enjoy my feelings." Song Weiyang said.

Qi Sheng said proudly: "I bought Gujing Gongjiu. In just over a month, the stock price has tripled."

"Get out as soon as possible. I have also learned about Gujinggong's stocks. The traces of manipulation by the dealer are too serious." Song Weiyang advised.

"The dealer eats meat, and we drink soup," Qi Sheng smiled. "This ancient tribute wine can increase at least half a year, which is much faster than making money in business."

Song Weiyang said: "It's good that you are happy, I won't advise you more."

Gujing Gongjiu was listed at the end of September this year. A branch of Industrial and Commercial Bank of China illegally borrowed 11.7 billion yuan to securities companies, and made the newly listed Gujing Gongjiu. In addition, Jicheng's diesel engine company was listed, and a branch of CITIC Bank also illegally borrowed 4.8 billion yuan to securities companies for operations.

There are countless cases of this kind, and they all die to the extreme.

Banks illegally lend, securities companies illegally overdraw, and state-owned enterprises illegally operate, so they can often spend more than 100 million yuan. The little money invested by Song Weiyang is not enough to be a dealer. If you don’t see the word “billion”, you have no say at all.

Liu Zhixiong advised: "Old Qi, listen to Teacher Song, sell the stocks. Speculation is not a long-term solution after all, it is better to do industrial products and sell products."

"Sell it in two months," Qi Sheng said, "Now the national economic situation is very good, and Hong Kong City will return next year. How can the stock market fall? Even if it falls, the government will take it back! In my opinion, before Hong Kong City returns next June, the stocks will definitely rise sharply."

Song Weiyang smiled but didn't say anything, too lazy to explain.

Lu Yuanchao asked: "Teacher Song, I also bought 30,000 yuan in stocks. Shenzhen Development Bank, when do you think it is best to get rid of it?"

"Early December." Song Weiyang said.

"Then I will sell it on December 1st." Lu Yuanchao was very obedient.

"Why is it early December?" Du Zhongyu asked.

Song Weiyang smiled and said, "I don't understand stocks. I only know that banks need to settle the year at the end of the year, and all the troops will inevitably have shortage of funds. Now banks, state-owned enterprises and securities companies are all messing around, and the truth will be revealed by the end of the year, unless they are bold enough to release false statements. Look, starting from mid-December, those dealers should start cutting leeks."

Qi Sheng listened to this and said, "Then I will sell the stock in early December and buy it back next year!"

Song Weiyang also said: "Also, many new stocks have been listed this year, and a large number of them were listed in the middle of the year. By the end of the year, the half-year restricted period was almost over, and those subscribers would sell in large numbers, which would inevitably lead to a decline in many new stocks."

"Teacher Song, the more you talk, the more scary you become." Qi Sheng felt a little guilty and felt more and more unstable the stocks in his hands.

Just based on these few words, one and a half months later, the five people regarded Song Weiyang as the stock god, because the trend of the Shanghai and Shenzhen stock markets was exactly the same as what Song Weiyang said.

A little drunk, Song Weiyang stopped drinking, and chatted for a while before leaving with Lin Zhuoyun.

The five little bosses sent them out of the restaurant and said respectfully: "Teacher walks slowly, and the teacher's wife walks slowly!"

"You guys go slowly, too." Lin Zhuoyun said with a smile.

After getting into the taxi, Lin Zhuoyun suddenly asked, "Where do you have so many students? Five people came from Shenzhen."

"I have more students," Song Weiyang said timidly, "There are two or three thousand in the city alone, and there are all the students all over the world."

"Just blow!" Lin Zhuoyun said with a funny look.

Song Weiyang said: "You don't believe it yet."

Lin Zhuoyun said: "Tell me honestly, when did you go to Shenzhen City?"

Song Weiyang said: "Three years ago."

"Three years ago, didn't you go to Shenghai?" Lin Zhuoyun said in confusion.

Song Weiyang glanced at the driver who was driving, leaned into Lin Zhuoyun's ear and whispered: "Three years ago, I went to Shenzhen City. I met Zheng Xuehong and Chen Tao on the train..."

This is like listening to a legendary story, and Lin Zhuoyun is both surprised and funny.

Especially Song Weiyang was cheating, attracting other reporters and professors. In the end, he fooled the reporters. The professor helped him promote and took the opportunity to start an entrepreneurial tutoring class. What the hell is this? Lin Zhuoyun couldn't help it and covered her mouth and laughed.

Her cheeks hurt, and Lin Zhuoyun spat: "You liar!"

"If I were a liar, those who drank today would be liars," said Song Weiyang. "What kind of liars have you seen? Even though you knew they were cheated, they still took a plane to express their gratitude?"

Lin Zhuoyun said: "Then you are a big liar. If you sell the person, you will count the money for you."

Song Weiyang said: "You have to be careful, maybe I will sell you one day."

"You dare...puff! Hahahaha!" Lin Zhuoyun said and laughed again, probably reminding him of Dr. Ma's heroic image when he was traversing the deep city.

Song Weiyang saw a hotel through the car window and said, "Don't go back to Wujiaochang tonight, just rest in the city."

"No, I have to attend class tomorrow." Lin Zhuoyun said.

Song Weiyang immediately covered his forehead: "Oh, I've drunk too much today and have a headache. I want to rest and I want to sleep. Master, stop at the hotel in front, or I'll spit you in the car."

The driver quickly said, "Hold on, I'll take it aside immediately."

One minute later.

Song Weiyang pushed the door and got out of the car, covered his mouth, and pretended: "Dispair!"

"Are you really vomiting?" Lin Zhuoyun took the money and helped her.

Song Weiyang said: "No, I'm so sleepy. I want to sleep after drinking."

The more Lin Zhuoyun looked at him, the more she felt something was wrong. She pushed him away and said, "Who are you lying to? You really treat me as a fool."

Song Weiyang pointed to the hotel building and said, "Standing on the top to see the night view should be very good. Why don't we go up and enjoy it?"

"Big liar!" Lin Zhuoyun walked into the hotel with a red face.

"Hey, wait for me, don't be so anxious." Song Weiyang chased after him.

The two of them came to the hotel front desk and took out their ID to register.

Song Weiyang asked: "Do you have an umbrella in your guest room?"

The girl at the front desk obviously didn't understand and replied: "The weather forecast says it won't rain in the past week."

Lin Zhuoyun also asked: "What are you looking for an umbrella?"

Song Weiyang felt that the world was so simple, and asked again: "Then do you have balloons in your hotel?"

"No." The girl at the front desk shook her head and said.

"You are still a five-star hotel, and you don't even have balloons!" Song Weiyang was very angry.

The girl at the front desk slapped her head: "I remember that last time I held an event on the Mid-Autumn Festival, there were still some balloons left. Sir, wait a moment, I'll find it for you right away."

Soon, the girl at the front desk took out a bag of balloons from the cabinet, some red, some blue, some white, and all were serious balloons.

Song Weiyang stuffed one into his mouth and blew it to the point of his head. He said helplessly: "Let's go, my dear, let's go upstairs to see the night view."

The girl at the front desk was still shouting behind her back: "Sir, is one balloon enough? Do you want to get a few more?"

"Save it yourself and blow it slowly." Song Weiyang said depressedly.
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