Chen Zhu and Song Shiwei went back to school one after another. It was probably around 8 o'clock in the evening. At this time, CUHK was still very lively, with students walking and chatting everywhere.
Song Shiwei was very famous on campus, and from time to time, some classmates would look at Chen Zhu next to her.
Ever since Jiangbian invited Song Shiwei to join the entrepreneurial team, Chen Zhu had already anticipated this situation. However, as long as he was honest and honest, a little gossip wouldn't be a big problem.
A gentleman is magnanimous, but a villain hides his penis.
In addition, after experiencing the last misunderstanding, Yu Xian should not just listen to those rumors. If there are any hearsay rumors, she will check with herself first.
"Aren't you optimistic about the financial market next year?"
Song Shiwei thought for a while and finally asked Chen Zhu.
She didn't seem to care at all about the possible scandals, just like she did in high school.
I'm too lazy to explain, and I don't want to explain.
"Forehead……"
Chen Zhu paused for a moment: "Should we chat while eating?"
The two of them have been busy until now, and indeed they have not eaten, but Chen Zhu bringing it up at this time seems to have a meaning of "If you want to know my opinion on this issue, then treat me to a meal first."
Song Shiwei glanced at Chen Zhu. She also had this suspicion. After all, Chen Zhu was a pauper now.
Chen spread his hands and said: "It's okay not to eat. I think everything has its own profit and loss. Now the stock market seems to be rising steadily, but in fact the risk is not small..."
"What do you want to eat?"
Song Shi interrupted lightly, still planning to treat Chen Zhu to the meal.
"Whatever, the canteen here seems to only have noodles."
Chen Zhu joked: "If Mr. Song can take me to the city to see the world, that's not impossible."
The South Campus of CUHK is actually very close to downtown Guangzhou, even the University Town Campus in Panyu is not far away. Moreover, Guangzhou’s transportation system is very developed, and the subway and bus are very convenient.
However, some universities are outrageous. They are thousands of miles away from the city. Studying there is like going to the mountains to cultivate immortality. There is often no signal when making phone calls.
If there are children from the mountains, they will definitely be confused. Isn’t it said that you can get out of the mountains after getting into college? Why am I still going back to the mountains?
Song Shiwei ignored Chen Zhu's teasing and walked along the path beside the East Lake towards Kangyuan Canteen.
The moon broke through the night sky, the stars lit up the lights, leaving a frost shadow on the winding path, and the frogs croaking from under the roots and leaves of the lotus in East Lake came to my ears, giving me a feeling that "life should be so joyful"
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After arriving at the canteen, Chen Zhu talked about his views on the stock market while eating beef noodles.
Naturally, he can't say that he has been reborn. In 2008, the stock market will plummet all the way, and it will never rise again once it falls to the bottom.
Chen Zhu explained the reasons why he is not optimistic about the financial market from other perspectives:
The first point is the philosophical theory of "when the water is full, it overflows, and when the moon is full, it wanes." Everything in the world is constantly changing. One thing is declining and the other is growing. Things are prosperous and then declining. This is actually a law of development.
The second point is that the current stock market is inherently unhealthy.
A healthy stock trend should be ups and downs, but the overall trend is a stable growth. How can it be so crazy that it can rise several times a month like it is now?
It's just that because the Olympics are being held at home, everyone has found an excuse that they think is reasonable.
The third point is that the U.S. financial crisis has already broken out, but it has not yet affected China. Even many elites on Wall Street have not estimated that the impact will be so large, let alone some half-hearted financial experts in China.
There are some really powerful professors who have put forward some correct views, but stock trading is sometimes like gambling, especially during such a surge, these gamblers cannot listen to unfavorable advice.
"Financial crisis?"
Song Shiwei wasn't too hungry, she just bought a bottle of yogurt to keep with her.
"Uncle Song didn't tell you?"
Chen Zhu asked.
He doesn't believe in companies like CITIC. No one can't see this financial crisis.
"Mentioned it."
Song Shiwei took a sip of yogurt, and there was a little white milk mark on the edge of his lips.
Chen waited for her to stick out her tongue and lick the milk mark clean, but Song Shiwei took out a wet tissue from her bag and wiped it gracefully.
"There is no soul in drinking yogurt without licking it."
Chen Zhu thought to himself.
"but……"
Song Shiwei said: "Their company finally came to the conclusion that the domestic economic structure is very stable and can withstand the impact of this financial crisis, and rashly spreading news can easily cause market shocks, which will instead affect the current booming economic situation and will also
It will have a certain impact on the Olympic Games..."
Song Shiwei is worthy of being in the finance class. When she talks about these topics, she throws out professional vocabulary one after another.
But Chen Zhu knew that this conclusion was wrong.
Moreover, Chen Zhu also knows that sometimes wrong conclusions are drawn within the system, which may not be a problem of the leader's ability, but a manifestation of the "will" of higher-level departments.
In other words, even if Song Zuomin realizes the seriousness of the problem, even if he is the executive director of CITIC Securities, he has no right to change the current established financial market operating model.
There are too many bosses above him, and each boss has a different level and perspective on the problem.
After all, when we deal with problems, we have always focused on "seeking stability". Even if we don't do anything, we can't do anything wrong.
As the Olympics are about to be held, and the domestic economy is doing well, some decisive actions that can restore losses are likely to be regarded as deviant, unorganized and undisciplined behavior.
Chen Zhu has been in the system for ten years, and he has seen some brave people who are willing to challenge these rules regardless of their own interests.
In the end, the collective interests were preserved, but individuals were transferred to some idle positions.
Therefore, this society is very complicated. There is no clear right or clear wrong. Many times we just crawl in the gray area of ​​right and wrong, white and black.
Chen Zhu finished the noodles in silence and extended his hand to Song Shiwei.
"What?"
Song Shi was stunned for a moment, not knowing what Chen Zhu wanted.
"Hey~"
Chen Zhu sighed. The school beauty Song looked like she had never been in love. She didn't even know she had to wipe her mouth after eating.
So, Chen Zhu pointed to the wet tissue in her hand.
Only then did Song Shiwei react, and instead of taking out a piece and putting it in Chen's hand, he handed over the whole package.
Chen Chu finished wiping, but his buttocks did not move.
Song Shiwei felt that Chen Zhu had something to say, so he waited quietly.
"I have a suggestion. Of course, I don't understand it well within CITIC. It's up to Uncle Song to decide whether to adopt it or not."
Chen Zhu, who was in a state of thinking, had deep eyes, a gentle voice, and an attractive but calm temperament.
"Write a report on potential risks in the stock market as soon as possible after returning and submit it to superiors from OA or the official. This will leave a trace."
"In the report, you only need to clearly explain the possible risks. Do not write other specific implementation opinions, so as not to arouse the resentment of the leaders."
"If the situation really starts to deteriorate next year and their company's decision-making is slow, with this report, at least Uncle Song will not be greatly affected."
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After Chen Zhu finished speaking, he found that Song Shiwei's eyes had been falling on his face.
"What's wrong?"
Chen Zhu thought there were oil stains but didn't wipe them clean.
"nothing."
Song Shiwei lowered his long eyelashes, picked up his bag and said, "I'm going back first."
"Oh, okay."
It was still early, and Chen Zhu didn't offer to see her off.
After returning to the dormitory, Song Shiwei turned on the computer and began to search for all the news about the "U.S. financial crisis."
Roommate Cong Ni said nothing after seeing Song Shiwei come in, and her expression was serious, so she was about to walk over and ask.
Unintentionally, I saw a transparent plastic box on Song Shiwei's table, with a specimen of osmanthus inside.
The sweet-scented osmanthus is very small and white. Placed in the middle of the box, it looks like the bright moon in the vast sky.
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(There’s another chapter tonight.)
Chapter completed!