"I really know a female hero!" Shen Jinyuan was very straightforward, with praise in his words, "Mr. Jing, I have a team to deal with Hong Kong stocks. I have come into contact with some outstanding people in private equity funds in the circle.
This gold medal agent is called Wei Chenjun. He graduated from MIT and has a brilliant record. The private equity fund she manages on Hong Kong Island has had a stable annual return rate of around 45% for three consecutive years. Very popular among the rich. "
Jing Gao didn't understand. Is it considered high level to earn 45% in a year from financial investment? No way. This industry is high risk and high reward. Not many people have doubled their income. Have you seen "The Wolf of Wall Street"?
This business is crazy.
Shen Jinyuan explained: "Mr. Jing, if we are engaged in financial speculation, if we only have a few million U.S. dollars in funds, then we can do something big. But once the funds reach the level of 100 million U.S. dollars, it is no longer a pursuit." High yields, but pursuit of stability.
Like Warren Buffett, the world-recognized stock god, his annual return rate is only about 15%. Therefore, the level of a fund manager does not lie in the level of return in a certain year, but in having positive returns every year. The longer the time, the higher the level. "
Jing Gao roughly understood.
The so-called cutting of leeks is actually a "zero-sum game" to put it bluntly. With millions of dollars in capital, it is relatively easy to find the right person to eat up his funds in such a large global financial market.
However, if you want to double your income with a capital of 100 million US dollars, how can you have so many "leeks" to cut? With such a large amount of capital, it’s either a shark or a crocodile, so who can be a stupid roe deer?
Shen Jinyuan took the initiative and said: "Mr. Jing, I can arrange for you to meet on Hong Kong Island. But it depends on how well Mr. Jing talks with her if you can get her to agree to help you trade?"
Jing Gao smiled calmly, "Thank you, Mr. Shen. Uh... Mr. Shen knows that Henghu Pharmaceutical's stock has plummeted recently. Are you interested in buying some?"
Shen Jinyuan understood immediately that this was reciprocation, but how much benefit he could get depended on his trust in Jing Gao. Obviously, the shares of Henghu Pharmaceutical cannot continue to fall. With Jing Gao as the financial backer, they will definitely rise.
"Then buy some."
Jing Gao drank tea, looked around the room, and chatted: "Mr. Shen, your courtyard is well managed! I asked my assistant to pay attention to the courtyard house buying and selling market in Beijing for a while, but I haven't found a suitable courtyard. Nowadays, these courtyard houses have a price but no market."
Shen Jinyuan thought about whether Jing Gao's words meant that he wanted the courtyard, and said, "Who says it's not the case? Nowadays, a good courtyard house costs 300 to 400 million yuan. It may not be sold yet."
After chatting for a while, Jing Gao said goodbye, "Stay, stay." He waved goodbye to Shen Jinyuan, who insisted on walking to the door, and sat in the sports car.
Fu Ye's Wuling Hongguang followed Jing Gao's car. This is a magic car! You never know how many people can get out of a Wuling Hongguang.
This Mr. Shen is not simple! In Rongcheng and Jinghe Club, the apparent net worth is only 100 million. But his courtyard house alone is probably worth the price. Not to mention the value of the antiques, calligraphy and paintings in this house.
There are also private equity gold medal brokers on Hong Kong Island. Without a certain net worth, people would care about him?
Jing Gao drove a red Ferrari onto the Fifth Ring Road. By the way, it looks like the courtyard house has been renovated, and it looks like a very nice place to live.
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At about six o'clock in the afternoon, students were eating dinner in twos and threes in the third cafeteria of the University of International Trade and Economics. Compared with the bustle at noon, there are still empty seats at this time.
The evening news flash was playing on the television.
Jing Gao gave Deng Ran a bowl of chicken soup from the thermos, "It's a bit hot, please wait a moment."
Deng Ran wears glasses, has a pretty face, a ponytail, and is dressed in refreshing student attire, a white T-shirt and a dark high-waisted midi skirt. She is a pretty school belle. He took a spoon and blew it, feeling sweet in his heart, "Brother Jing, I seem to have gained weight recently."
She is currently preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination. Time is still very tight. The postgraduate entrance examination will be around New Year's Day in 2017. She only has about half a year left.
Although there is a house on campus, it is more efficient to go to the library or study room to study. She ate in the cafeteria in the evening and went to the library later. Renting a house guarantees that you can study more at night and your sleep will not be affected.
Jing Gao picked up the rice on the iron plate and said with a smile: "If you are fat, be fatter. You are a bit thin to begin with."
Deng Ran chuckled and glanced at Shirai, "Brother Jing, just comfort me. Who asked Sister Jing to do some skin care? If I were fat, I wouldn't be beautiful. Who knows if you will still like me? ah?"
Jing Gao smiled and shook his head, "Silly!"
Xiaoyan reported to him a few days ago, which made him quite enlightened. He is a scumbag to begin with, so a woman who likes you and is willing to pay for you really needs to be treated well. Instead of letting go casually.
There are a lot of beautiful women, just like the students of China Theater and Beijing Film and Television, and there are new students enrolling every year. But it’s rare to find a beautiful woman who is interested in you! How many can you encounter in the sea of people?
Deng Ran drank chicken soup and asked directly: "Brother Jing, Friday is 520, how do you plan it?"
Idaka said: "I fly to Hong Kong Island on Friday night. The time during the day belongs to you."
Deng Ran smiled and said happily: "Yes."
As the two of them were talking, several boys across the long row of dining tables yelled, "Made, a small country in the Philippines is looking for death."
"Then Aquino III needs to be punished. Beat him. I will donate a month's food expenses."
"The country has banned Xiaofei's fruits and Filipino maids, what else does he have left?"
The boys were talking loudly. It turned out that the news flash on TV was broadcasting relevant information about the "South China Sea Arbitration Case." Foreign media are hyping up this matter again. The American-controlled court in The Hague is ready to rule.
Of course, they discuss it so loudly. There may not be any intention to show off in front of Deng school beauty. She smiled just now and almost didn't make them look straight at her. Unfortunately, this smile is not for them.
Jing Gao is also quite interested in this topic. But he can't find anyone to chat with now. His classmates and friends are all running for their lives. Mr. Xie is not interested in international political topics. He would rather watch the NBA.
Interjected: "This classmate, we will not fight the Philippines. If we fight the Philippines, it will be a world-class boxing champion fighting a disabled person. He can win easily, but he will definitely lose in public opinion."
There is a boy who is unhappy with the height of the well. Mad, I will feed you dog food after dinner. When we think there are no boys at the University of International Trade and Economics, he just said blankly, "Why must we lose?"
Jing Gao tilted his body slightly and said: "We have stood up from the founding of the People's Republic of China, to becoming rich through reform, and now becoming strong. In terms of hard power, we are building aircraft carriers and warships. But in terms of soft power, we are still building It takes time. The power of public opinion in the world is in the hands of the Anglo-Saxons. This must be admitted. The United States is still the hegemon and superpower in the world."
Deng Ran was speechless as he watched Jing Gao discuss politics with the college students. Brother Jing, you have graduated and you are still so passionate!
Drinking chicken soup, looking at the other side of Jing Gao revealed.
