Mr. Ma was squeezed to death. His home was relatively close to the exchange, and he came to the exchange earlier when he heard the news. He was the first to rush into the exchange and sell more than 600 shares!
I made 90 cents per share, a total profit of more than 500 silver dollars! But just these five hundred silver dollars cost him his life!
Of course the first thing he rushed in was to trade first, but after he finished the transaction, he couldn't go out again because the crowd was so crowded that he was stuck inside.
Mr. Ma was thin and short, so he was already at a disadvantage in the crowded crowd. He tried several times but couldn't squeeze out. As a result, he had no choice but to hide in a corner, hoping to wait until after three o'clock when the market closed. Walk!
But I didn't expect that the situation would become more and more serious. After three o'clock, there was even a small-scale siege!
Where else does Mr. Ma want to hide? The people who rushed up squeezed him, bumped into him, stepped on him... After a while, the thin and thin Mr. Ma turned into a photo. He was squeezed to death by the crowd!
A bannerman died, but he was still squeezed to death. Wuye Yipei was so angry. At this time, he didn't care about the fairness of the transaction. He pulled out his riding crop and whipped the young man who gave his opinion three times!
"You talk so much nonsense... pull him down and beat him fifty times!"
"Isn't it just to extend the trading time a little? If it had been extended earlier, why would we have suffered such a big loss? Qin, if you don't finish the transaction of this squeezed order immediately, no one is allowed to close the door!"
"His grandma, do you have to die to know how powerful you are? You bastard!"
In the end, rights trumped reason. The mature series of rules and regulations in the Jiangnan stock market were all thought up by smart people. They were good rules to prevent speculators from causing trouble, but a hole was torn apart in the capital.
From that day on, the closing time of the Jingshi stock market was often delayed due to various circumstances, and some people even deliberately caused chaos to force the stock market to extend the time.
Such a loophole allowed Yang Zhi to seize. His direct descendant Liu Peiqi and the speculators in Jiangnan colluded with each other to borrow stocks back and forth, buy and sell short, and continuously draw blood from the market!
Such things as fairness do not exist in the Capital Exchange, but this is all an afterthought. The eyeliner Prince Dun does not know these things.
When Master Qin saw that Prince Dun had listened to his opinion, his smiling face blossomed. He quickly organized his friends around him to help maintain order, and then forced the exchange to close all the remaining orders. .
There are 100,000 shares of squeezed delivery orders, which means that the merchants who have taken in the various deposit certificates and bank notes that have pledged a full 200,000 yuan here can directly withdraw cash!
The money will be quickly completed with the banner people within half an hour. The banner people will take the silver and the stocks will be taken in by these businessmen!
In fact, one hundred thousand shares is not enough. Today, there are two to three hundred thousand selling orders. So whoever is allowed to trade and who is not allowed to trade is all part of Master Qin's plan!
First, he had to let his prince's stock be traded. The high price of one yuan and nine was beyond his imagination, and he didn't dare to sell more. It was still okay to sell 20,000 shares.
Prince Li's servants are also in the crowd. Master Qin has to take care of them. Prince Li can't sell them for fifteen thousand!
The servants of Prince Rui and Prince Yu are also here, as well as a few Belles, and a few consorts... Forget it, as long as I have a good relationship with Mr. Qin, then we can trade as much as we want!
The 100,000 shares were shared equally by Master Qin privately. They did not follow the rules of Fifth Master Yi Pei at all. Those with serious injuries or those with minor injuries should be divided according to rights!
The 100,000 shares are all over, and if you look at the time, it’s almost five o’clock. The unwilling bannermen have nothing to do if they want to cause trouble. They have no more money to pay for it, and they can’t make money!
When the people gradually dispersed, Mr. Qin and his friends went directly to the Eighth Alley to drink wine and celebrate today's glorious victory!
"Master Qin is mighty! Master Qin is very proud today. He has made money for Prince Zheng and has shown his face to Prince Dun. He will have many prosperous days in the future!"
"Master Qin, if you have one more drink, you will have to take care of your brothers from now on!"
"What I didn't say, what I didn't say! With my mouth, my brothers will all get rich..."
After three rounds of wine and five delicious dishes, Mr. Fu and Mr. Qin had the best relationship. He whispered, "Brother, how can you be so sure that Prince Dun will listen to you? If you want me to speak out, I would have done it long ago." I’m so scared!”
"Haha, you don't understand this! Today's price is extremely rare. We want to sell it, but don't the princes want to sell it?"
"We are having a hard time, and the prince is also having a hard time! When Long live the Lord showed down the stock, we could still have the shame to find Fan Da Nao to take over, but the princes can't!"
"His Majesty's eyes are watching every move of the prince and the others. Who dares to secretly sell Fan Da's head? Why don't you watch us take action and then suffer!"
"Now there is an opportunity to make a reasonable move. The price is still so high. How can the prince watch?"
"You guys just looked at the fun, but I was staring back and forth in the crowd. Those iron haters in the capital, who didn't send their own slaves out to sell stocks!"
"I have seen it all, how can Prince Dun not see it? He has to give face to the princes, so I said that extending the transaction time is exactly what you princes want!"
"High! It's really high! It would be unjust if Mr. Qin doesn't become a high official in the future! Let's drink, let's all give a toast to Mr. Qin..."
There are really mixed feelings in the capital today. The family of Mr. Ma, who lost his life, is holding a mourning ceremony. The family has decided to go to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to file a lawsuit against the exchange, and they have to pay some money for burial.
The injured bannermen were recuperating and treating their illnesses in their own homes, and each one was moaning and groaning, making it difficult for the whole family to live in peace!
People who had sold their stocks were celebrating. The cost of one yuan had now increased to one yuan and ninety. Such a huge profit had to be celebrated. Moreover, there were still people who had not sold their stocks, but they were worried.
On the one hand, I feel happy that the stock has gone up, and of course I feel good about making money. But on the other hand, after all, the money has not fallen into my hands, and I am not safe without pocketing it.
What if the stock falls tomorrow? One dollar and nine, this is one dollar and nine! No matter how you think about it, this price cannot be maintained for too long. Who is so stupid?
Everyone knows that this stock was issued for one yuan, how could it rise to one yuan and ninety? Where are there so many fools in the world? No, I have to throw it away early tomorrow morning, even if it costs $1.80, I will accept it!
On July 2nd, this night was really uproarious. Even Emperor Zhi in the palace angrily scolded these bannermen as having no future!
No matter how long the sleepless night in the capital is, it will pass, and the next morning will eventually come.
