The Beijing-Tianjin Railway's stock has passed the historical mark of seven yuan, surpassing Jiangnan and reaching its latest high. This is obviously a very happy thing, but for some people, it is still hard to laugh.
Prince Zheng Chengzhi, the iron hat king who is famous for his viciousness, cruelty, acrimony and acrimony in the capital, is a bit stubborn today. He is very happy even if he says he is happy. After all, he has made money.
But there is a reason why he is unhappy!
"Damn it! Tell me, why did Yang Zhi lose this fight? I feel really uncomfortable letting Shanxi Jealousy lose!"
Opposite Prince Zheng sat Prince Lao Li, and the person standing aside serving the wine was the slave Lao Qin!
Master Qin served the two princes with great care. When he heard what Prince Zheng said, he quickly smiled and said, "Your Majesty, we are not losing! It's already seven yuan, we have all made money..."
Prince Lao Li was somewhat more honest and honest, "Yes, making money is good. Who do you care who Yang Zhi kowtows to? He loses his money, let's count our money!"
Prince Zheng smacked his teeth and held his wine glass, "Of course it's good to make money, but we didn't all make the highest price today, did we? The 400,000 shares were sold at cheap prices before, so how much less do we make?"
Master Qin sighed inwardly when he heard this. How greedy is this? Do you want all the shares to be sold at the highest price? We are bankers, not retail investors. Many stocks exist only to be raised back and forth, and the highest price for real shipments can only be a part.
When doing business, we calculate the general ledger, so how can we calculate the smaller accounts? Isn’t this a bitch’s algorithm?
It turns out that Prince Zheng is just an old lady who thinks that all the money must be sold at the highest level. Multiply all the shares by seven yuan, which is what you should earn!
The slave did not dare to challenge his master, so he could only smile and explain as best he could, "Master, what don't you understand? This kind of business is all about fishing for big fish with a long line, and you have to throw a handful of millet before fishing!"
"What we pay attention to is to continue to prosper and make money forever! Let the small retail investors sell them all for seven yuan, which is not as much profit as ours!"
"Haha..." Prince Zheng sneered, "You kid, don't play tricks on me. Do you want to show off in front of me? Do you think I don't know that you have made a fortune in the past two days?"
"Who did you give your second daughter to? Do you think I don't know? Who lent you money again? Your kid bought 50,000 shares for just two yuan!"
"You have now become a big boss with a net worth of 300,000 yuan! Old Qin, Old Qin... I really congratulate you!"
Master Qin knelt down as soon as he heard the plop: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, please don't listen to the villain's words! Where did this slave earn so much? I owe a lot of loan sharks before!"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Life is hard. Before, I lost money when I traded in the stock market. I also sold my property outside the city and pawned my wife's dowry!"
"That wasn't enough, so I borrowed another 100,000 yuan from a loan shark, and the interest compounded was already 100,000 yuan! This time I made a little bit, and I didn't dare to throw it all away, so I took out 120,000 yuan, paid back the loan shark, and the rest of the family was We can live on more than 10,000 yuan!”
"Woooooooo... I don't know whether the stock price will rise or fall tomorrow. The remaining money is also the principal! It can't be turned into cash. If it is turned into cash, you won't be able to trade in stocks in the future. Got it!"
"My lord! Compared with the prince, this slave's blessing is like a bug in the toilet. You are a dragon in the sky! Lend me half of my blessing, and my slave will be able to fly to the sky..."
"Okay, okay! It's as if I want your money! I just want to know that you have such a beautiful daughter, but if you don't send her to the palace, you can actually get a bargain from Yang Zhi?"
"Do you look down on my prince's palace?"
"I don't dare, I don't dare..." He kowtowed quickly, and Master Qin was so frightened that he was covered in sweat. "My firewood girl can't stand the prince's eyes! She has a bad temper, is clumsy, and she is not pretty... at home... No one has proposed marriage for how many years!”
"I don't dare to stain the prince's eyes, so I don't dare to send him in... Please give me a clear warning from the prince!"
Prince Lao Li couldn't stand it and coughed, "Chengzhi! Are you too full to hold on? Your slave has been running errands for us and has been tired all day. You don't reward me with a glass of wine, but instead find faults. Are you okay?"
"You can show your benevolence and righteousness only when you make money, slave... Get up, stop kowtowing, and give me a seat to have a drink with me!"
With Prince Li's help, Master Qin was able to escape the disaster. Prince Zheng is really a difficult master to maintain!
Mr. Qin, whose legs were trembling with fear, sat on the edge of the stool with his butt half pulled up. After drinking a glass of wine, half of the glass was spilled on the table.
Chengzhi tilted his head and thought for a long time and suddenly said, "Hey... Yang Zhi said before that you can make money by dismantling and dismantling. When our capital stock fell sharply, we borrowed the stock to Jiangnan to make the difference!"
"Today the price in Jingshi is more than one yuan in Jiangnan. Do we need to dismantle it? You can tell Yang Zhi tomorrow. This is a good opportunity to make money!"
Master Qin quickly stood up, "Yes... I will see him early tomorrow morning. I must bring you my true words!"
Chengzhi drank a glass of wine and said with a smile, "Forget it, I don't want to worry about this unhappy thing... Are we the people who care about money? What we want is face!"
"The dignified bannermen were defeated by those jealous people in Shanxi. This is called treason! Even if you make money for me, you will not be happy with the money!"
"Tell Yang Zhi! We have to earn this money, and we, the bannermen, can't lose our face! We need all our face!"
"Yes, yes... I will tell you now, I will definitely find him!" Having found an excuse to leave the palace, Master Qin ran out of the palace with his heart in his throat!
"This master is too difficult to take care of... Damn it, when should I die as soon as possible? If there is a new Prince Zheng, I can breathe a sigh of relief!"
"Damn it, it's not enough to make money, why do you need face? You have money, but face is of no use! You still want to miss my daughter? Don't you torture enough women to death every year? My daughter won't do this to you Jumping in the fire pit!"
"But... we still have to remind Yang Zhi, don't be careful! But where can we find him? Let's go to Liu Peiqi first and ask..."
Mr. Qin got on a rickshaw and ran through the streets of the capital just before the curfew.
Whenever you pass by a restaurant along the way, you can always hear excited banner people shouting loudly. Those are the investors celebrating the seven yuan increase in the stock price today!
Stock investors who had drunk too much on both sides of the road were holding on to tree trunks and vomiting wildly. Many flower streets and willow lanes were overcrowded. It was really hard to spend any money you made, and you couldn't hold it for even a minute!
"Hey... just so rude? Sooner or later something big will happen..."
