On the afternoon of December 12, China’s stock market dropped a little unnoticeably.
In fact, it is not accurate to say "fall". The Shanghai Stock Exchange Index fell by about 0.13%. In a real sense, such a small range can only be called the normal fluctuation of the stock market.
Therefore, almost no domestic investors took it seriously, but it attracted Chen Zhu's attention.
He knew that this was the end of Qingping in the wind, and the tiny crack before the ant nest collapsed.
If a classic quotation were to describe it——
At first, people thought this was just a normal technical adjustment...
Chen Zhu immediately contacted Song Shiwei to remind her of the changes in the financial market.
"I see it has dropped a little, should I sell it all?"
Song Shiwei asked softly.
If it weren't for the improvement in his relationship with Sister Sweet, Chen Zhu would generally not give clear opinions. After all, it would be a bit troublesome to explain.
But now that the two of them had this unclear and unclear ambiguity, Chen Zhu definitely didn't want Song Shiwei to suffer.
"Sell it."
Chen Zhu's tone was calm, but very sure: "I feel like this affects the whole body. If you watch economic news all day long, you should know that the subprime mortgage crisis has swept across. Our country's financial system is not yet perfect.
The possibility of being able to withstand it is very small.”
However, Chen Zhu was only stating his own opinions. He has always been relatively open-minded on issues that do not involve life safety.
"You can also ask Uncle Song and Professor Lu for their opinions first."
Chen Zhu said: "If they think they can hold it for a while, I don't think it's a big problem."
Chen Zhu and Song Shiwei's capital for stock trading was given by their parents, but Chen Zhu only had 40,000, and the rest was borrowed from here and there.
Song Shiwei has more than 400,000 yuan, and he doesn't expect her to make money. He just wants his daughter to experience the complexity and change of the financial market.
It can be said that Lu Man's way of love is just wrong, but she arranged almost all the best conditions she could provide for Sister Sweet.
It would be strange for Professor Lu to be willing to be picked off for the first time by a little-known gangster like Chen Zhu!
Chen Zhu contacted Song Shiwei, and then reported it to his parents, saying that he would clear his position when the stock market opened tomorrow.
Both Lao Chen and Mao Xiaoqin were able to log in to their securities accounts. They watched with their own eyes as 300,000 surged to 1.25 million in two or three months. According to the current trend, it seems that it can rise further.
So Mao Xiaoqin was quite surprised when she heard the news that Chen Zhu was planning to liquidate his position: "Your dad said that the stock price of China Shipbuilding Industry Corporation has risen a bit today."
"But the market fell."
Chen Zhu said: "The financial crisis is coming, and the eggs have not been laid yet. I think it is better to clear the stock early. Besides, I still need money to advertise on TV stations."
"Oh well……"
Queen Mother Mao could only hang up the phone with uncertainty and mentioned this matter to her husband by the way.
Chen Peisong was much calmer. While watching TV, he said nonchalantly: "Just clear the warehouse. I made more than 1 million in half a year. I think I should be content."
"I didn't say I wasn't satisfied."
Mao Xiaoqin subconsciously took the remote control, switched the sports program on TV to an ethics drama like "Chinese Divorce", and watched it with gusto.
Lao Chen curled his lips and went to the bedroom. He had been faced with trivial matters all day long on the street. Now he had a headache when he saw these parents being short-lived. It felt like he had to face work when he returned home.
"Watch some TV with me."
Mao Xiaoqin took her husband and sat down.
"what?"
Chen Peisong asked deliberately: "What do you want to imply by dragging me to watch this kind of divorce TV series?"
Mao Xiaoqin said nothing, but glanced at her husband.
Chen Peisong laughed bitterly. It seemed that the joke was not humorous.
The couple watched a family ethics drama for a while, and Mao Xiaoqin also took the time to talk about business: "Old Chen, my son's sales were too hasty. I heard from my colleagues that now is the busiest time for the stock market."
"Didn't Chen Zhu say there was a financial crisis?"
Chen Peisong was half lying on the sofa and said comfortably: "I have seen similar news recently, but grassroots cadres like us really don't know much about the economic situation. My son is studying in Lingyuan, and he must know more than us. You
Just don’t worry about it.”
"I'm not worried either."
Mao Xiaoqin sighed and said, "I'm just worried that I'll make a loss if I sell it early."
"That's also a matter of his own vision."
Lao Chen said with a smile: "It's normal to lose money. As the old saying goes, no matter how much you can make, if you make more money than you know, you have to pay it back."
"How can you treat me like this?"
Mao Xiaoqin was very dissatisfied: "I only know how to make sarcastic remarks, but I don't know how to collect useful information and opinions for my son."
Chen Peisong was a little speechless, thinking, does his son still need our help in collecting information now? If he doesn't speak, it means he doesn't need help, so we can just wait and see what happens.
But after all, Mao Xiaoqin is still a woman and cannot be as open-minded as Chen Peisong. She watched the TV series absentmindedly for a while, then suddenly picked up her mobile phone, found a number and dialed it.
"Hey, Sister Guan, have you eaten? I have something to ask..."
Mao Xiaoqin called her colleague Guan Xiushu.
Guan Xiushu is known as the "Stock God of the Emergency Department of the City's First People's Hospital". It is said that she has made more than 300,000 in the stock market.
When Chen Zhu wanted to trade in stocks, Mao Xiaoqin planned to ask Guan Xiushu to guide his son, but Chen Zhu refused because he had "no time."
"Xiaoqin, I really didn't mean that your family has Chen Zhu..."
As soon as Guan Xiushu heard that Chen Zhu was planning to liquidate his stocks, she started to yell.
"We have watched this child grow up. He is smart and has good grades. There is nothing to say about it."
“Entrepreneurship in college also makes some noise, which is a benefit of You and Lao Chen’s education.”
"But, can he play clearly about stocks?"
Probably because Chen Zhu refused to accept the guidance, Aunt Guan became a little resentful, and she directly criticized: "The stock is rising so well now, is he going to sell it just because of a small fluctuation?"
"Chen Zhu said there was a financial crisis..."
Mao Xiaoqin helped her son speak.
"I don't know what a financial crisis or a banking crisis is."
Guan Xiushu said confidently: "I rely on these eyes, a pair of sharp eyes that have been in the stock market for five or six years, to conclude that this is a normal rise and fall."
"Really?"
Mao Xiaoqin didn't understand stocks, but hearing that Guan Xiushu was so certain, her own uncertain mind began to waver again.
"It must be true. Let Chen Zhe calm down quickly and learn from your old Chen. He is a man who can show his composure even under the most difficult circumstances."
Guan Xiushu persuaded her earnestly for a while.
After hanging up the phone, Mao Xiaoqin consulted two other friends who love stock trading. They all agreed that this was a normal fluctuation. One even thought that the market index breaking 10,000 points would be an immediate event.
But when Mao Xiaoqin mentioned the "financial crisis", they had never heard of it.
"What do you think?"
Mao Xiaoqin thought for a while and suddenly asked her husband Chen Peisong whether he was on the phone on speakerphone just now.
"Not good!"
Chen Peisong looked sideways at the TV and said lazily: "These people don't pay attention to the world economic situation when they trade stocks, which shows that all the money they made before was a fool. The more people like this, the more I trust my son's judgment."
"In this industry, even people like Lao Guan can make money."
Chen Peisong said with a smile: "Basically it's time to harvest or shuffle the cards."
Lao Chen doesn't understand economics, but he understands human nature and the operating rules of this society.
"You talk about Laoguan like this, and people were praising you just now."
There was a little bit of jealousy in Mao Xiaoqin's tone.
Although Chen Peisong felt it, he still said complacently: "Isn't this normal? It's normal for attractive men to be praised."
"Virtue!"
Mao Xiaoqin rolled her eyes at her husband, then felt angry and twisted on Chen Peisong's thigh: "You are not allowed to go to our department's dinner parties from now on!"
"Okay, okay, I don't want to listen to you women gossiping."
The old tangerine had a thick skin and didn't feel any pain, but looked at his wife who was still a little worried, so he suggested: "If you are really worried, you might as well ask Song Zuomin, his identity and status, and the information he has is definitely more accurate than Lao Guan and the others.
"
"yes!"
Mao Xiaoqin suddenly woke up and immediately called this "in-law".
Song Zuomin must have been eating when he answered the phone, and there was the sound of "clinking" of bowls and chopsticks.
After hearing Mao Xiaoqin's doubts, he couldn't say more due to discipline. He just said, "Weiwei called me just now, and she said that Chen Zhu also suggested clearing all the stocks."
"What?"
Mao Xiaoqin was stunned for a moment, thinking that her son was really good at holding a bowl of water very evenly, taking care of his mother and daughter-in-law at the same time.
"What's my idea..."
Song Zuomin continued: "Young people should stick to their own position in whatever they do, and don't be afraid if they are wrong. They should treat it as a lesson learned. This kind of lesson is far more meaningful to life than how much money you make or how much money you lose...
"
This Tai Chi beating made Mao Xiaoqin and Chen Peisong look at each other.
After ending the call, Mao Xiaoqin couldn't help but said: "Listening to Song Zuomin, is it wrong for his son to clear his warehouse? But because he is too young, he feels that lessons are more important than money."
Chen Peisong was silent for a while and nodded: "It's possible."
"That……"
Mao Xiaoqin was about to say something.
Hearing a sudden change in Chen Peisong's tone, his expression suddenly became serious:
"There is another possibility, that is, Song Zuomin and others have anticipated that this will be an unprecedented and inevitable financial catastrophe, so even with his status, he did not dare to violate discipline and speak out in advance."
…
Over at the Pearl River Imperial View, Song Zuomin and Lu Man were indeed eating.
These days, in order to appease his wife and ensure that she doesn't go "crazy" because of her daughter's night hike to Baiyun Mountain, Song Zuomin tries to eat at home as much as possible.
The two of them were sitting in the spacious and luxurious living room, with several dishes placed on the long table.
There wasn't much big fish or meat, on the contrary, there were more green foods, mixed with a plate of pure natural dried fish sent from their family.
Naturally, Lu Man would not touch it, but Song Zuomin ate it with great enjoyment.
"Whose call just now?"
Lu Man seemed to have heard a name he didn't like.
"Chen Zhu's mother."
Song Zuomin put a piece of dried fish into his mouth and explained: "Ask Chen Zhu about the stock clearance."
"oh."
Lu Man nodded and said expressionlessly: "From what you mean, it seems that you are encouraging Chen Zhu to continue to hold positions."
"This kid won't listen."
Song Zuomin glanced at his wife, smiled and said, "He should be the kind of person who makes a decision easily and never changes it. It has little to do with other people's suggestions."
"snort!"
Lu Man snorted coldly: "It seems that you know him quite well, so even when your daughter came to ask for your opinion, you said that she should be consistent with Chen Zhu."
Song Zuomin raised his head and asked one of the nannies at home to go into the study to clean the house, and another nanny to go downstairs to throw away the trash.
It wasn't until the couple was alone in the living room that Song Zuomin whispered: "Believe it or not, in October, Chen Zhu judged that the domestic financial market was bound to collapse, and even reminded me to make some preparations to avoid affecting myself."
Lu Man's eyes were shaking, obviously he didn't believe it.
Song Zuomin knew that his wife was still very prejudiced, and that such prejudiced language could not be persuaded. He could only sigh and said: "Anyway, Chen Zhu is not an ordinary young man. He has many advantages beyond his age."
"嘁~"
Lu Man sneered: "You won't be bribed just because of some dried fish, will you?"
"Say whatever you want."
After the two of them finished their meal, Song Zuomin stood up and said, "I don't believe you didn't hear Chen Zhu Company's advertisement on the radio station when you came home from get off work."
Lu Man suddenly choked.
Traffic jams are the norm in Guangzhou. A middle-aged person like her who drives to and from work will naturally listen to the Guangzhou Traffic Radio about the traffic conditions on various roads. She accidentally heard the advertisement "If you are looking for a tutor, come to the CUHK Study Network"
.
"So what?"
Lu Man said stiffly: "What can radio station advertisements mean? You can't spend much money on it."
"It's not about spending money."
Before Song Zuomin entered the study, he dropped a sentence and said: "What I mean is that Chen Zhu is striving towards his goal step by step. Sometimes you should stand in a fair and just position and treat such a motivated young man correctly. In case someone really
Was it successful?"
"Wait until the year of the monkey and the month of the horse!"
Lu Man did not hide his arrogance at all.
However, when Song Zuomin went to the study, his aunt had not returned from taking out the trash, and Lu Man was the only one in the empty living room.
She watched Song Zuomin finish off a large plate of dried fish, bit her lip and hesitated for a moment, then suddenly stretched out her chopsticks to pick up some and tasted it.
ah?
Delicious, tender and smooth, with a hint of sweetness when chewed.
"Why is it different from the earthy smell I imagined?"
Lu Man thought blankly.
…
The next morning, Mao Xiaoqin arrived at the office and had just changed into a white coat and was about to take over.
Guan Xiushu turned in, with a sense of pride on her brows: "How is it? I just said that yesterday was just a normal fluctuation. Look at the stocks this morning!"
"What's the meaning?"
Mao Xiaoqin couldn't understand the index, but wanted to know the results.
"The market has risen by 3%!"
Guan Xiushu said with great air.
"ah?"
Mao Xiaoqin was stunned. According to this, his son may have made a mistake in judgment, and the stock market should still be rising.
So, Mao Xiaoqin quickly called Chen Zhu and prepared to remind him to clear the warehouse later.
As a result, I heard Chen Zhuhan say with a smile: "Mom, I have cleared everything, and I still have about 1.2 million after deducting the handling fee."
"you……"
Mao Xiaoqin didn't know what to say. She even felt that she and Lao Chen had been too lax in disciplining their son, so that now he rarely listened to his parents' opinions.
However, the outpatient clinic was still waiting to be replaced, so Mao Xiaoqin could only start seeing patients as if she had lost 500 yuan.
While eating in the cafeteria at noon, she listened to several colleagues discussing how much money they had earned in the morning. Empress Dowager Mao was embarrassed to speak for fear that they would suddenly ask, "Chen Zhu's stock has not been sold. If he did, he would be a fool."
.”
But at one o'clock in the afternoon, the stock exchange market opened again.
Suddenly the situation changes drastically!
The Shanghai Composite Index fell sharply with an unstoppable diving posture. As of the closing time at 3 o'clock, the market fell by 9.2%, not far from the 10% limit.
For a time, all stock investors were confused as to why.
"Emergency Department Stock God" Guan Xiushu almost thought that her computer was broken, otherwise why would the stock trend chart be so green today?
Only Chen Zhu leisurely looked at the 1.2 million cash lying in his account, thinking that the first amount of gold after his rebirth was finally settled!
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Chapter completed!