In 1910, the Shanghai rubber stock market crash broke out and swept the entire Shanghai.
Twenty-nine years later, the stock market crash broke out at the same place and in almost the same way.
People are always forgetful.
On the 10th, almost everyone who joined the stock market came trembling.
Of course this includes Zhang Yubao.
"Either pull it up or jump off the building."
This is what Zhang Xiaolin said to him before setting off.
Jump off a building?
He, Mr. Zhang, will definitely not jump off the building.
Are we the ones who are unlucky?
No surprises.
There are no surprises.
As soon as the stock market opened today, there was still only one word in the center:
fall!
Fall desperately!
In just a few minutes, Fenghui’s stock has fallen below 100 yuan!
Another kind of madness ensued on the stock exchange.
Before, everyone was going crazy because of the skyrocketing stock prices.
But now, it collapsed because of the plunge in stock prices.
Everyone was shouting "up, up, up, up".
But the reality is that it keeps falling.
Every stock is falling.
Those big investors who tried to boost the stock market have already given up long ago.
In this market, the more you invest, the more you will fall into.
In the end, everyone was completely desperate.
Get rid of it?
How to get rid of it?
There are only those who keep trying to sell, but there is no takeover at all.
Zhang Yubao was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.
You have so many stocks in your hands and want to sell them? There is simply no way.
Best wishes to Yanfan and Liu Baochun!
The names of these two people suddenly appeared in Zhang Yubao's mind.
Especially that Zhu Yanfan, he is a coward at all. As long as he is threatened, he will agree to anything.
Zhang Yubao rushed into the general manager's office of Xinsheng Stock Exchange like crazy.
The office was empty, no one was there.
There is a letter on the desk.
Zhang Yubao opened the letter.
There was not a single word on the letter, only a very poor picture:
A big smiley face.
It seemed that he was laughing at Zhang Yubao.
"asshole!"
Zhang Yubao yelled and tore the letter into pieces...
…
1 Yuan!
There was dead silence on the exchange.
This is the final price of Fenghui stock!
It's over, everything is over.
The stock market collapsed!
Someone was holding a pile of waste paper, dumbfounded.
Someone was sitting on the ground crying.
Zhang Yubao's body shook.
He grinned, as if he wanted to laugh, but also seemed to want to cry.
Either pull it up or jump off the building.
Not only did Zhang Xiaolin lose all his money, he also lost all the wealth he had accumulated through so many years of hard work...
…
"not good!"
Xu Laowu, who had been waiting outside the exchange since early in the morning, shouted: "The stock market has collapsed."
"What should we do?" Chen Heizi asked.
"What should we do? Damn it, why are we waiting here so early in the morning? Why aren't we waiting to see if the stock market will collapse?" Xu Laowu looked pale:
"Hurry, go to Zhang Xiaolin's house, Zhang Xiaolin, it's over!"
Zhang Xiaolin, it’s over!
…
Zhang Xiaolin, it’s over!
Representatives from Jincheng Bank and Commercial Bank sat there with expressionless faces.
They also came to Zhang Xiaolin's home early in the morning and urged him to pay back the money.
They are much clearer than those stock investors and know that once the stock market crash starts, no one can reverse it.
Zhang Xiaolin's money has not been released yet.
He is finished!
Zhang Xiaolin sat there, seemingly closing his eyes and concentrating. In fact, he knew that he was finished.
A disciple hung up the phone, came to Zhang Xiaolin, and whispered:
"Fenghui shares are one yuan."
Zhang Xiaolin's body trembled.
"Boss Zhang, you are borrowing money from me..."
Just as the representative of Jincheng Bank said these words, he saw two people rushing in.
Xu Laowu and Chen Heizi!
"Boss Zhang." Xu Laowu clasped his fists: "How are you going to repay the money you borrowed from the brothers?"
Zhang Xiaolin finally opened his eyes: "Xu Laowu, do you think I will owe you money?"
"Boss Zhang, of course you wouldn't have done it in the past." At this point, Xu Laowu was no longer polite: "But the stocks you bought are worthless, what can you give us back?"
Zhang Xiaolin poked the ground with his crutch: "Xu Laowu, how dare you talk to me like this?"
"Five million, five million!" Chen Heizi's voice also became louder: "Zhang Xiaolin, brothers, there is no way to survive. If you don't let us live, we will risk our lives against you."
Xu Laowu stretched out his hand: "Zhang, from today on, Lao Chen and I will live and eat at your place. When will you pay us back the money, and when will we leave?"
Zhang Xiaolin actually couldn't say a word.
These loan sharks are all desperadoes. They can really do anything if they can't get money.
"Zhang Xiaolin, the money you owe us needs to be paid back immediately!"
Another person broke in.
Zhang Xiaolin stood up quickly:
"Matsumoto-kun."
This is the representative of Zhengjin Bank.
He can ignore Jincheng and trade, but this is the Japanese.
This is my father!
"Matsumoto-kun." Zhang Xiaolin accompanied him with a smile: "I did encounter a small problem with funds, but I will definitely find a way to raise money to repay the money I owe your bank as soon as possible."
"One week." Matsumoto said without mercy at all: "Within one week, if I haven't seen the money, I will not rule out asking the military to come forward!"
…
"Quick, quick!"
"What's wrong, boss?"
Sun Lihua saw the panting Zhang Yubao and asked.
"Hurry up, pack your things and leave."
"What happened?"
"The stock market is over!"
"ah!"
Sun Lihua felt as if she were mourning her heir, crying loudly: "What should we do with our money?"
"How long has it been? I'm still thinking about money." Zhang Yubao stamped his feet repeatedly: "If the money is gone, you can still make money. If the people are gone, then there is really nothing. Zhang Xiaolin will definitely be angry after losing all his money this time. As for me, if we don't run away, we both will be thrown into the Huangpu River to feed the fishes, why are we just standing there, hurry up."
…
Half a year later, a couple was robbed and killed.
This is a common thing during wartime.
But no one would have thought that this couple was the housekeepers of Zhang Xiaolin, Zhang Yubao and his wife, who were all-powerful in Shanghai.
…
"Boss Zhang, you are wrong." The representative of the Commercial Bank sneered: "Japanese money is money, but the money of the Commercial Bank is not money? Our backstage is Mayor Fu Xiao'an. One week, one week I can’t see the money inside, so I can’t guarantee what will happen when the time comes. Farewell!”
"And our Jincheng Bank will also give you a week's grace. You will not wait until the expiration date!"
Representatives from both banks left.
Only Xu Laowu and Chen Heizi stayed.
Zhang Xiaolin's body began to tremble.
It's over, it's really over.
None of these people are easy to mess with.
If Du Yuesheng is still here now, maybe it can be saved.
But……
Zhang Xiaolin closed his eyes in despair.
