Shanghai cotton yarn/bag is 242 yuan.

Guan Shijie felt a little cold when he saw this price. If he remembered correctly, each bag of Shanghai cotton yarn finally rose to 290 yuan, and was shorted by Xu Maochang, causing the four private banks, Jincheng, Salt Industry, Central and South China and mainland to suffer huge losses.

I only have 5,000 yuan in my hand. I buy it at the current price, and excluding stamp duty, the exchange commission can buy twenty shares. A net profit of 48 yuan per share can only make 960 yuan. It is too far from 10,000 yuan. Not only that, the stock price does not rise in three or five days. In three days, I will raise 15,000 yuan.

Guan Shijie couldn't help but sigh.

"Brother Shijie has something to worry about?"

"I'm optimistic about it..."

When Miao Qinghou saw Guan Shijie's face was in trouble, he knew that he must be trapped by money. Since he replaced his father as the chairman of Dahua Trading Company, the Japanese occupied the three northeastern provinces after the "September 18th" Incident, and most of the main customers of Dahua Trading Company were in the Northeast. Therefore, many of the goods have changed from best-selling products to unsold products, and their business has plummeted.

Miao Qinghou had never played stocks before, and his ambition was not here. He was originally devoted to studying, but he was driven to start a business.

Since he took over the business, he has lost more than 100,000 yuan in total. Now some shareholders are clamoring to withdraw their shares. If more than a dozen shareholders withdraw their shares, it will not only be a loss of more than 100,000 yuan. The Dahua Trading Company will go bankrupt, and the Miao family will also bear millions of debts. This is also his desire to find some ways to make up for the shortcomings of the commercial bank.

Miao Qinghou has been on the stock exchange for several months and has made more or less a few thousand yuan, but the drop in the bucket is far from enough to fill the gap. He wants to invest in a potential stock, which can make a big profit and make a profit in the commercial bank.

Now seeing Guan Shijie's expression, I couldn't help but feel moved. Is there really a potential stock that I don't see and have a lot of room for appreciation?

"Brother Shijie, which stock do you like?"

"Shanghai cotton yarn."

"The price of cotton yarn generally does not rise too much, and at most it will only rise by seven or eight yuan."

"Shanghai cotton yarn is different. You see, it's one more yuan now."

When Miao Qinghou saw that the price of Shanghai cotton yarn had indeed increased by one yuan.

"No matter what, I'll buy twenty shares first." Guan Shijie said.

"Brother Shijie, how much do you think you can increase?"

"Two hundred and ninety yuan."

"Are you sure?"

Seeing Guan Shijie's determined eyes, Miao Qinghou carefully tentatively: "Brother Shijie, do you have any internal news?"

"It's true." Guan Shijie said: "Brother Qinghou, do you want to try it?"

Miao Qinghou said: "Can Brother Shijie reveal some news first?"

"Look, it's another 50 cents." Guan Shijie pointed to a blackboard in front and said.

Miao Qinghou was not as tall as Guan Shijie. He put his hand on Guan Shijie's shoulder, stood on tiptoe, stretched his neck and looked forward.

Two scenes of Miao Qinghou's mind popped up in Guan Shijie's mind: 1. A room that looked like a conference room. Several old men were talking to Miao Qinghou, and then they left one by one. 2. Miao Qinghou was alone in the dance hall and was having fun at night. There were two dancers dressed up around him, frequently urging him to drink...

The strangest thing is that Guan Shijie heard Miao Qinghou’s thoughts again: What Shijie said is true or false? If he really has internal news, I can spend money to invest and make half the profit.

Guan Shijie thought that this is the third time that such a strange thing happened. As long as you contact someone's body, you can not only see some fragmented pictures, but also hear the person's thoughts at this moment.

Miao Qinghou took off his hand, and the picture and thoughts disappeared.

Guan Shijie was secretly happy that with this special skill, he could show his skills and ambitions in this era.

"Brother Qinghou, I will reveal some news to you, but don't tell others."

Since Guan Shijie knew what Miao Qinghou was thinking, he might as well give him a reassurance.

"Brother Shijie said it. If the news is reliable, I can find a way to invest. How about the profits of 37?"

Guan Shijie thought to himself that the businessman is indeed cunning, and the price he wants to give is a huge difference from what he says. But if he pays for it, he can't go too far.

"How about four and six? Brother Qinghou Six, I occupy four."

"Okay, then just say it's a matter of determination!"

Guan Shijie wanted less profit sharing than Miao Qinghou expected, so Miao Qinghou agreed readily.

"Come here." Guan Shijie thought to himself, it would be better to fool people into making it a little more mysterious.

"Brother Qinghou, do you know Xu Maochang?"

"Of course I know, the second son of Shanghai Cotton King. Our business has always had business dealings with the Xu family."

"This is all controlled by Xu Maochang, but behind him are Miss Song San and Du Yuesheng." Guan Shijie said.

"Brother Shijie, how did you get the news?" Miao Qinghou asked a little worriedly.

"A relative of me is a accountant for Xu Maochang in Xu's mansion. He handles Xu Maochang's stock trading business by himself. Xu Maochang has hinted that he can make some money," said Guan Shijie.

"No wonder when Xu Maochang got married, these two figures who covered the sky with one hand were present." Miao Qinghou said thoughtfully: "At that time, the front pages of the Ta Kung Pao, the Morning Post and the declaration were posted for several days."

"Brother Qinghou, how many stocks can you invest?" Guan Shijie asked while the hot streak was hot.

"Four thousand shares, I only have so much funds on hand." Miao Qinghou replied.

"If you want to buy, it will be faster, but it will rise again later." Guan Shijie said.

Miao Qinghou found a trader who had been handling business for him, issued a million bank notice, and subscribed to 4,000 shares of Shanghai cotton yarn. According to what Guan Shijie said, if it rose to 290 yuan, earning 46 yuan and 50 cents per share was also a considerable income.

Miao Qinghou did not dare to invest in Shanghai cotton yarn just by Guan Shijie's words. There is another reason why he dared to invest, that is, the market price of cotton yarn has been stable at around 240 yuan per pack. Even if he loses money, he can't pay much.

"Brother Shijie, there is still a problem now. I don't have time to spend here every day, and the exchange must always have its own people staring at me. If I miss the best time to sell, I will be completely finished." Miao Qinghou said.

Guan Shijie understood what he meant. It was not safe to find a broker or trader. It would be better if he could stick to his post on the exchange.

"Let's do this, our school is on winter vacation, and I will work on the exchange every day from now on." Guan Shijie said.

"Okay! I'll wait for Brother Shijie to say this. I don't have time these days. When I have time, let's sit down and have a drink."

"When the stock is sold, let's drink and have fun," said Guan Shijie.

Guan Shijie also has a difficult thing to deal with, that is the debt three days later.
Chapter completed!