What cannot be predicted is not only the trend of the market in the second half of the year, but also the trend of rain.
Contrary to Dong Qiangqiang's expectation, the showers not only showed no sign of ending, but also intensified.
At first it was still falling vertically, but later the rain took advantage of the wind and it started to fall completely diagonally. Seeing that the rain was getting heavier, many people ran from the bus shelter to the ground floor of the adjacent building to take shelter from the rain.
In the wind and rain, a man wearing a German postal employee uniform riding a modified postal bicycle came into Dong Qiangqiang's sight.
The frame of the postal bicycle has been modified. It is equipped with large baskets at the front and rear that can hold mail packages. The basket also has a lid. After the lid is closed, it is not clear how much is in the basket, but judging from the rickety movements of the cyclist, the front basket There are more supplies than the rear basket, and the car feels heavier at the front and lighter at the rear.
In the pouring rain, there was no one on the street except for the cyclist. He looked like he was having a hard time riding.
The wind was strong, the rain was heavy, and the cobblestone ground was muddy and uneven, with some black sticky residue remaining in some places.
Finally, less than ten meters away from the post office, the front wheel of the bicycle slipped as it staggered past a puddle. Dong Qiangqiang watched helplessly as the cyclist fell diagonally into another car on the roadside. Puddles.
The bicycle fell sideways to the ground, and the front wheel kept spinning. Water splashed on the wheel, and the basket cover was separated from the basket. All kinds of mail and parcels fell from the front and rear baskets on the ground and into puddles.
He struggled to get up from the puddle, threw himself next to the bicycle, and struggled to push the bicycle out of the puddle.
Dong Qiangqiang visually judged that the puddle was not deep, but it may be that the weight of the bicycle was too great, or that he was not physically strong enough, and he and the bike fell into the puddle again before he could get out of the pit.
He gave up holding the bicycle and instead put the scattered mail and packages one by one into his backpack.
The rain was heavy and the wind was strong, and the man was knocked unsteady by the wind from time to time.
Just as a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, his rain hat was suddenly blown off by the wind, and his black hair suddenly fell onto his face.
Dong Qiangqiang felt strange. This man's movements gave him a sense of déjà vu, as if he had seen him somewhere.
I saw the man bending down to collect the packages while wiping the hair that blocked his vision away from his face. The muddy water on the ground and the rain splashed onto his work clothes, but he didn't care.
Just when he put all his hair back and exposed most of his face, Dong Qiangqiang was stunned. He didn't expect that this cyclist was actually an acquaintance.
Ignoring the heavy rain, he hurriedly opened the door and got out of the car, put his palms on his head and ran towards the man.
The man was picking up the package, and suddenly someone ran up to him and bent down to pick it up. He thought Dong Qiangqiang was the one who stole the package. He was about to stop, but after seeing Dong Qiangqiang's face clearly, he froze in the rain, like a bronze statue.
The two not only knew each other, they were also familiar with each other.
"Dong Qiangqiang, why are you... here?" The man's upper and lower teeth could not help but chatter as he spoke. I don't know whether he was aroused by the cold air in the rainy day or was surprised by the sudden encounter with Dong Qiangqiang.
"Don't be stunned, pick it up quickly." Dong Qiangqiang urged.
The man wiped the rain off his face and quickly lowered his head to pick it up again.
After all the packages were put into the backpack, Dong Qiangqiang pointed to the corridor outside the post office door and ordered: "You go there! I will push the cart."
The man nodded and ran to the corridor without saying a word.
The bicycle was heavier than expected. Not to mention that the cyclist couldn't help it up, even Dong Qiangqiang had some difficulty, but in the end he successfully pushed the bicycle to the door of the post office.
In just a short while, the clothes on his body were basically soaked. As he stood under the corridor, water dripped down. After a while, there was a puddle of water under his feet.
But he didn't care about this at all, and wiped the rain off his face with his backhand: "When did you come out? Why didn't you say anything? So I could pick you up."
"I'm okay with this little thing," the man lowered his head in shame, like a child who had done something wrong, "So... I don't want to trouble you all, I'm sorry, I don't mean anything else."
Dong Qiangqiang vaguely remembered Lu Wei saying that she might be released early, but his impression was that it was September, not July. Looking at her wet hair and work clothes stained with mud, Dong Qiangqiang didn't know where to start. He could only point his fingers to the sky: "You are such a bad person and you still work so hard. Germans are so 'exploitative' of their employees." ?"
"I asked for it myself," Lu Wei smiled awkwardly, and his hair fell from behind his ears to his forehead, "I'm sorry that you got wet too."
Dong Qiangqiang had a lot of questions in his mind, but he knew that now was not the occasion to reminisce about the past. He looked down at the bulging backpack on her back, then looked up at the dripping eaves, and said quietly: "This rain lasts for a while. I can’t stop for a while, will you still send me?”
Lu Wei nodded heavily: "There are spare work clothes in the (post office) locker room. I rushed back just to change. After changing, the rain will probably stop. By the way, you should have graduated from preparatory school, right?"
"Yes, the application deadline is this Friday. I just rushed here to send the university application materials. I didn't expect to meet you..."
The two of them were silent for a moment, and there was only the weakening sound of rain and the receding thunder in their ears.
"Then you get down to business first, and we'll discuss it in detail later when we find time." Lu Wei pursed his lips and whispered.
"Okay, I have something to call you." Dong Qiangqiang wiped the water from the seat, "Be careful while riding."
"Wait a minute, I'll borrow an umbrella for you." Lu Wei felt guilty and pretended to go into the post office.
"No need to bother." Before she could enter the post office, Dong Qiangqiang rushed into the rain again.
Looking at Dong Qiangqiang's tall back, Lu Wei had mixed feelings in his heart.
Dong Qiangqiang sent all the application letters in full. Generally speaking, after the application deadline on July 15, German universities will start to issue admission notices or rejection letters. The answer to where to study will usually be available before the end of August.
Lao Bai carefully prepared for the reception in Germany, but there was no feedback from Xu Tongying. Lao Bai is not in a hurry, and he and Lei Lanting go to the driving school every day to take classes on time, so as to upgrade to a driver's license that can drive a 9-seater (and above) car as soon as possible.
Lu Wei didn't contact Dong Qiangqiang for several days. Dong Qiangqiang guessed that she might not be used to it when she first came out, so he wisely didn't bother her.
Another week has passed in the blink of an eye.
On July 21, WorldCom, a listed company on the US stock market, officially submitted an application for bankruptcy protection to the New York District Court. The amount of funds involved in the bankruptcy was twice that of Enron in 2001, and more than four times that of Global Crossing in early 2002. It became the largest bankrupt company in the US stock market in 2002.
Although WorldCom's financial fraud case had been exposed by the media and the outcome (bankruptcy) had long been a certainty sooner or later, American investors were still shocked, as if someone had thrown a big stone into a cesspit.
Duanmu talked to Dong Qiangqiang on the phone every day. He excitedly told Dong Qiangqiang: Because their short-selling report mentioned WorldCom, Vivendi and Munich Re, some American investment institutions expressed interest in the idea of catching cicadas, and the two sides had preliminary exchanges. . He thinks this is a good start, at least it shows that someone in the market has begun to pay attention to cicada hunting. In order to expand his influence, he hoped that Dong Qiangqiang could increase the amount of short-selling reports sent while waiting for the admission notice. It would be best to invest another 300 or more copies, and at the same time, it would be best to find a few more problematic stocks.
Compared with casting a wide net the first time, Duanmu wanted to be very clear this time: they wanted to replicate their success in the first phase of the project and prioritize looking for historical customers before Arthur Andersen went bankrupt, such as Vivendi and WorldCom. He believes that listed companies that choose Arthur Andersen will have internal account books that cannot be disclosed to outsiders. As long as you dig deeper into this line, even if you can't find any doubts about those companies, you can still gain something by picking out some suspicious areas. After all, Arthur Andersen has been knocked to the ground. How could he not step on him now?
As for their angel investor Anderson, Duanmu's disappointment with him has turned from disappointment to complete disappointment, and finally escalated to anger, given that he has not made any movement or shown any goodwill behavior from beginning to end. Duanmu has started to contact different investment institutions again, hoping to break up with Anderson as soon as possible after completing the bet.
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