190!
The sudden drop in the stock market caught people off guard.
In just two or three minutes, Fenghui's stock plummeted by 9 yuan!
Adjust, adjust!
Countless people were there to comfort each other.
Adjust, adjust!
Zhang Yubao is also sure of this.
Just like yesterday.
It will rebound soon.
At this time, some people began to realize that something was wrong and shipped large quantities of goods.
187!
The speed of decline far exceeded the previous increase.
"182, I'm offering 100,000 shares, does anyone want it?"
Suddenly, a big man shouted loudly, speaking rapidly and panicked.
When people are excited and enthusiastic, they will never think of the painful scars they once had.
But when the crisis has arisen, those nightmares from the past will instantly come to mind.
Rubber stock market crash!
Is history repeating itself again?
People who had experienced this stock market crash immediately made the wisest choice:
Dispose of goods as soon as possible!
The sooner you sell, the smaller your loss will be!
"185, I'll offer 50,000 shares!"
"183, 20,000 shares, 20,000 shares, does anyone want it?"
Panic is also contagious.
Those whose average purchase price was too high and bought a large amount of Fenghui stocks began to buy in one after another in an attempt to drive up the stock price and minimize their losses.
After a short discussion, several large investors began to join forces to buy in.
"Quick, ask the bank for a loan of one million more! Hurry!"
"Call Boss Xu and ask him to lend him a one million position. Hurry!"
Everyone was shouting hastily.
money!
Sufficient funds must be available to raise the stock price again.
It still has a certain effect.
Under the joint efforts of several large investors, HSBC shares were pulled back to 188 yuan!
But this is only temporary.
In less than half an hour, Fenghui’s stock fell to 182 yuan again.
A desperate and tragic battle began.
179!
The 180 mark was finally lost in the continuous tug-of-war.
In fact, if Zhang Yubao could throw it away in time at this time, the loss would not be so severe that it could not be dealt with.
But people are always like this. When making money, they hope to make more. When you lose money, you hope to be able to pull it back up again.
Amidst such hesitation, Fenghui stock has reached 173 yuan!
The phone never hung up.
Zhang Xiaolin on the other end was also completely panicked.
Throw it away now?
No, my loss is too great.
Ask the bank for a loan, and borrow it privately at a high interest rate!
What to do with these?
It will go up, it will definitely go up.
Zhang Xiaolin kept comforting himself.
Funds continue to enter the stock market in an attempt to rescue the market.
But it's like a huge bottomless pit, wildly devouring all the funds that come in.
Fenghui stock fell like a cliff.
170…165…160…
More and more people are joining the selling bandwagon.
This is like a battlefield. Originally, although one of the two armies was at a disadvantage, it could still barely support itself, but suddenly a large number of rebels appeared on its side, and the situation would become uncontrollable.
"Yong'an Cotton Mill has fallen below 150 points!"
When someone calls out these words, everything becomes uncontrollable.
Fenghui stock began to plummet.
Almost in an instant, the price has reached 145 yuan.
But this is far from the end.
Zhang Yubao was confused and stupid.
Zhang Xiaolin on the other end of the phone was equally confused and stupid.
Throw it now?
No, throwing it now will really kill you.
"Third Master, it's 140, it's 140, what should I do?"
"Wait a minute, wait a minute!"
"Third Master, it's 134. If you don't throw it away, it will be over."
"I...I'll think about it..."
Think again?
125!
"Throw it, throw it!"
"Hey, throw it!"
Zhang Yubao just put down the phone and said "ding"!
The closing bell rang.
117 yuan!
Fenghui stock dropped 82 yuan from today's opening price of 150 yuan to its highest peak of 199 yuan!
Zhang Yubao sat down on the ground.
A few hours ago, everyone's faces were filled with excitement, but just a few hours later, everyone's faces were filled with frustration and despair.
"Maybe it will go up tomorrow?"
Someone asked this sentence in a low voice with fantasy.
"Maybe... probably... maybe..."
tomorrow?
It's always tomorrow.
Who knows what tomorrow will bring?
…
4:30.
Is the stock market closing soon?
He Yu stood up: "Workers, it's time to get off work."
In the factory, the twenty-four workers, who had been drinking for a day and each received a large sum of money, stood up with satisfaction.
"General Manager He, do we still have to come to work tomorrow?"
Liang Genshan asked cautiously.
"I guess no thanks."
He Yu smiled lightly: "Workers, you will always remember this factory and what it has brought to you."
…
The car is already waiting outside.
It was Meng Shaoyuan who came to pick up He Yu personally.
"Brother Shaoyuan, are you done?"
He Yu asked.
"It's all over."
Meng Shaoyuan smiled: "Your mission is over, I will send you out of Shanghai overnight. This is your bank account and password. With this money, no matter you go to Hong Kong or any city in the world in the future, It’s enough to last you a lifetime.”
He Yu's expression suddenly darkened.
She knew that since Brother Shao Yuan decided to let her leave Shanghai after the completion of this plan, it would definitely not change.
But when this moment actually came, she was still a little reluctant to part with it.
"I, I can't stay here to help you?"
He Yu whispered.
"No." Meng Shaoyuan said flatly: "You have to leave, and you can't stay for more than a minute."
"Then, do I still have a chance to come back?"
Meng Shaoyuan was silent for a while, then shook his head.
At this moment, He Yu's eyes turned red...
…
"117, 117!"
Zhang Xiaolin almost roared: "117! What to do, what to do!"
Zhang Yubao stood there without daring to say a word.
If they sell it at this price, their losses will be extremely heavy.
They simply can't repay the short-term loans from banks and the high-interest loans borrowed from the private sector.
Especially those loan sharks, they are indeed afraid of Zhang Xiaolin, but Zhang Xiaolin is no longer the most prosperous time of the three tycoons in Shanghai.
Especially since a huge sum of five million was involved, they would definitely have the guts to fight Zhang Xiaolin.
And what about banks?
Banks are no joke.
Jincheng and Commerce, which one does not have the shadow of the Japanese?
There is also Zhengjin Bank, which is basically opened by the Japanese.
"Speak!" Zhang Xiaolin roared again.
"Third Master, there are several big investors who are trying every means to raise the stock price." Zhang Yubao said cautiously: "Maybe it will rise again tomorrow..."
"Zhang Yubao." Zhang Xiaolin's eyes turned red: "I tell you, all my net worth is on this. Once the stock price fails to rise, I will be finished. I am finished, and you will be fine too. Tomorrow, if I can When it rises to 150, throw it all away, throw it all away. The loss of our own money is nothing, but the other money..."
"I know I know……"
Zhang Yubao looked gloomy and murmured.
…
The morning of August 9, 1939 was called the "Miracle Day" by Shanghai investors.
But such a miracle only lasted for half a day.
Since then, this day has been known as the "Day of Disaster".
The Great Crash started in the afternoon of this day.
Fenghui, Defeng, Yongan...
These stocks that had performed so ecstatically before suddenly turned around and fell at a terrifying speed.
All those who had been immersed in sweet dreams before were caught off guard and had no time to react.
Everyone has a premonition in their hearts, but no one wants to admit it:
When the market opens tomorrow, stocks will continue to plummet!
Miracle?
No more miracles will happen...
…
"I'm getting rich, and so are you."
Still in that yard, still holding a glass of red wine, Meng Shaoyuan still looked up at the stars: "I hold terrible funds in my hands. Now, I can let go more freely to do what I want to do."
"Is money really so important to you?"
Wu Jingyi couldn't help but ask.
"It's very important, even more important than you imagine." Meng Shaoyuan said: "Let me tell you this, major countries such as Britain, the United States and France are about to go to war with the Axis Powers, and the United Kingdom has a national income of 23.5 billion U.S. dollars. Not counting the British colonies, the United States, $72.8 billion, and the Soviet Union, $53 billion.
What about Germany? 42 billion, Japan’s 7.1 billion, and Italy only 6.8 billion. What about gold foreign exchange reserves? The English-speaking countries have 18.7 billion, but the Axis countries combined only have 400 million US dollars. What is this concept? A real war breaks out, a war between rich men and beggars. The Axis powers will definitely lose this war, and money will play a huge role in it! "
"Why is the gap so big?"
Wu Jingyi was a little shocked.
"Yes, the gap is too huge." Meng Shaoyuan said lightly: "Now, I am also qualified to fight a war between rich men and beggars. I am the rich man, I have inexhaustible funds, I can buy whatever I want Anything you want. Weapons and equipment, medicines and equipment, elite talents.
I can also bribe the other party's personnel in large quantities. If ten thousand is not enough, then one hundred thousand or one million. I have always been a greedy vampire, and the money I suck will eventually be used in the battlefield of Shanghai. But my opponent? They have no money, at least their capital is incomparable to mine. They can only watch me do what I can do with money! "
At this time, Meng Shaoyuan was in high spirits:
"I have ordered 50 million worth of medicines in advance and they will be delivered within half a year. These medicines will be quickly sent to the front line. Moreover, I will also establish a stable and long-term medicine supply line. Remember what I told you Will a world war break out sooner or later? That day is already very close. Once a war breaks out, the price of medicines will continue to skyrocket. If I don’t reserve a lot of money in advance, then I won’t be qualified to say these words!”
Wu Jingyi was silent for a while and then said: "I always thought you were a simple miser. It seems that I was wrong... I don't think I praised you, right? You are really amazing."
You are truly amazing.
This sentence made Meng Shaoyuan feel that all his efforts were worth it.
As for how future generations will evaluate themselves? He never cared from the beginning!
