That year the flowers bloomed 1981

Chapter 200 40 Years of Good Luck

"Mr. Li, we are actually in this business! We care very much about trust with our customers, because after all, there are risks. If we don't trust each other, we will definitely be unhappy in the end."

The smile on Liang Jiasheng's face disappeared and he said coldly: "In a situation like Mr. Li's, I suggest that my assistant handle the situation. He is also a graduate of a prestigious university."

"It's better not to trouble Mr. Liang. Thank you for your hospitality."

Li Ye didn't even wait for Liang Jiasheng to finish speaking, he stood up from the sofa, nodded slightly to him, turned around and left the office.

No matter how great your business ability is, but you have been sitting here for a long time without even a cup of tea, am I looking for PUA with money?

Li Ye left the securities exchange with a cold face, and Pei Wencong hurriedly caught up with him.

"Mr. Li, Liang Jiasheng is actually telling the truth. Even a gold medal broker like him cannot completely see through the trend of the Hang Seng Index.
And he usually doesn’t do this kind of small business, but trading in Hang Seng Points is so dangerous, we must use his ability.”

Pei Wencong already knew Li Ye relatively well. Through the conversation between the two of them just now, he knew that Li Ye was disgusted with Liang Jiasheng's proud attitude.

The students of the Leung family were very stinky when they were in school, but they have stinky capital, a good family background and strong abilities, and they also have a arrogant face towards many people in Hong Kong.

For example, to him Pei Wencong.

But Li Ye stood still and said to Pei Wencong: "Do you think there is any danger in speculating on Hengsheng Points? What I value is a person's professional ethics. No matter how capable he is and has the face of God, do you think I should Do you believe him?"

"Let me ask you, who is God?"

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Pei Wencong was silent for a few seconds before saying, "Okay, Mr. Li, you have the final say on how you spend the money."

After getting on the bus, Pei Wencong asked Li Ye: "The office of another classmate of mine is a bit small. Does Mr. Li still need to go and take a look?"

Li Yeye was unhappy and nodded expressionlessly, while Amin drove quickly.

The office of another classmate Pei Wencong is not far away, but as he said, it is a bit small.

I rented an office in a dilapidated office building. The signboard of Jinbo Financial Consulting Company at the door was a bit shabby, and there was no assistant or female secretary inside.
Just two customer aunts were arguing with a bald man.

This looks like a leather bag company!

Pei Wencong smiled awkwardly and said, "Mr. Li, if we just talk about professional ethics, he is better than Liang Jiasheng."

After Li Ye and others entered the consulting company, the bald man simply said hello to Pei Wencong, and then quarreled with the two aunts until he became red-faced and thick-necked.

Pei Wencong wanted to interrupt the classmate, but Li Ye waved his hand to stop Pei Wencong.

If Li Ye were asked to speak Cantonese, he would definitely have trouble speaking, but listening to Cantonese would be no problem.

He could already tell that the bald man was not arguing with the two aunts, but was trying to persuade them.

"The current market is very bad. Don't be so impulsive. The price-to-earning ratio of those two stocks is almost [-] times. How can you still buy them?"

"I can trade for you, but where can you still make a guaranteed profit of fifteen points? Don't go to Zhu Datou! He will pay you to death."

The two aunts originally wanted to entrust the bald man to trade two stocks, and claimed that "I won't blame you if I lose money." They even threatened to switch to another company, but the bald man tried hard to persuade them to be cautious.

The three people argued for at least 10 minutes before finally coming to a conclusion. The bald man tried his best to help them trade, but he still had the final say on which stock to buy.

The two aunts took out bundles of Hong Kong dollars from their bags and gave them to the bald man. They didn't know if it was their entire family fortune.

"Bo Zai! We have been trading stocks for so many years, and you are the most reassuring to us. But if you always have this kind of business attitude, you will not prosper."

"It doesn't matter whether you are developed or not, you can't make others jump off the building, right? You have to be conscientious!"

After listening to the last few conversations between the three people, Li Ye became interested in this man who had gone bald early.

Because he resembles a fund manager Li Ye knew in his previous life.

The same hairless head, the same "conscience".

In his previous life, on the eve of the fight between Da Mao and Er Mao, Li Ye accidentally saw the promotion of a gold medal fund manager on a certain treasure's page, and was hooked into it.

Then it was a series of bumps and bruises in exchange for scars.

During this process, there was a fund manager with little reputation who left a very deep impression on Li Ye.

As soon as the Da Mao Er Mao war started, he limited the subscription amount of the fund under his name. Christians could only buy one hundred yuan per day from his fund.

After two months of war, he lowered the quota again, selling only 50 yuan a day, and in the end, he simply closed the subscription channel.

But during the whole 22 years, when the fund market was in mourning, the fund under this fund manager bucked the trend and rose by fifteen points, which can be called a little red among all the green.

This was the only fund that Li Ye made money from, so it remains fresh in his memory.

In other words, if this fund manager is not sure that he can make money for his clients, he might as well stop taking clients.

And during this period, what about the other gold medal fund managers?
They have all kinds of publicity, all kinds of trips abroad, all kinds of analysis reports one after another, all they have to do is put out a bright slogan - "Uncle, come and have fun! We have a lot of fun here."

Nima, no matter whether you are buying or selling, fund managers make money anyway. They are the ones who guarantee income in times of drought and floods. They will skin you even if you die.

And this "Bo Zai" in front of me seems to be as professional as Pei Wencong said.

"A Cong, why did you come to me today? I heard that you are now rich, and it's rare that you still remember me, Hei Yubo."

Bo Zai saw off the two aunt clients and was busy pouring tea for Li Ye, Jin Peng and Hao Jian while chatting and laughing with Pei Wencong.

When pouring tea for Li Ye, he said sheepishly: "I'm sorry, everyone, I was a bit negligent just now. I'm sorry."

Li Ye thanked him for the tea first, and then said: "You don't have to be so polite, I think it's pretty good. Are the two aunts in front of you your regular customers?"

Hearing Li Ye's Mandarin, Bo Zai was stunned for a moment, and then said in Mandarin with a heavy accent: "Yes, yes! I have known them for four or five years. I made some money in the past few years, but this year the market is not going well. Okay, so I said a few more words to them."

At this time, Pei Wencong said: "My friend from the mainland wants to speculate in Hang Seng. You have a good talk with him."

"Specialize on Hang Seng?"

Bo Zai was stunned for a moment, then turned around and asked Pei Wencong quickly in Cantonese: "Does he know what the Hang Seng Point is? It's easy to get liquidated."

Pei Wencong said helplessly: "He is very persistent and his requirements are very simple. He has to have good ethics and is bearish on the price to 700 points."

"Is it down to 700 points?" Bo Zai's eyes lit up and he turned to look at Li Ye again.

He looked at Li Ye deeply for a few times, then suddenly bent forward and stretched out his hand: "What do you call this brother?"

Li Ye reached out and shook his hand gently, saying, "My surname is Li, brother, where are you?"

"Oh, I have a business card."

Bo Zai hurriedly found a business card and handed it to Li Ye.

Li Ye couldn't help but smile a little when he saw it.

It turns out that this man's name is Luo Runbo. He has a master's degree in law from the University of Hong Kong and a solicitor's license. He is in the financial and securities industry and is "not doing his job properly".

Luo Runbo may have been used to Li Ye's smile, so he didn't mind and said: "Mr. Li is the most decisive investor I have seen in the past six months. I am not optimistic about the prospects of Hong Kong stocks. The Hang Seng point may indeed fall below 700 points. Even lower, and not too far away.”

Before Li Ye said anything, Pei Wencong said in surprise: "Apo, why are you so pessimistic? I just came from Liang Jiasheng, and he didn't even think that the Hang Seng Point would fall below 700."

"Did the Liang family kill many people in the past few years?"

Luo Runbo said something coldly and then remained silent for a long time before continuing: "I am actually not pessimistic about Hong Kong Island, I am pessimistic about Britain."

Li Ye looked at the lonely Luo Runbo and finally started to pay attention.

Most of the people in Hong Kong he saw these days believed that the British Empire was still strong and that the Iron Lady could resolve this dispute soon.

Luo Runbo was the first Hong Kong Islander Li Ye met who was not optimistic about Britain.

It's just that his vision is limited after all, and he cannot see that after this dispute, with the support of the north, Hong Kong Island's financial market has become more prosperous.

Perhaps realizing that he had made a mistake, Luo Runbo quickly adjusted and asked Li Ye's plan: "How much principal does Mr. Li plan to invest?"

Li Yedao: "50 Hong Kong dollars, it's bearish to 700 points, come and help me operate."

Pei Wencong frowned and asked Li Ye in a low voice: "Mr. Li, are you sure you want to go all out?"

Li Ye had more than 50 in funds on his books. He originally wanted to use 10,000+ US dollars as a bonus for soliciting papers, but now he suddenly invested them all in the futures market. Pei Wencong was still a little worried.

"What does it mean to go all-in-one?" Li Ye said: "I am a person who gets paid every month. How can I go all-in-one?"

"Yes, yes, you will indeed have money arriving next month, please do as you wish."

The profits from "Shuofeng Feiyang" are still flowing back to Talang Publishing House, but Pei Wencong is not afraid that Li Ye's thirty thousand US dollars will be lost.

In the end, Li Ye signed a commission contract with Luo Runbo, asking him to trade the 50 Hong Kong dollars for him.

Hao Jian and Jin Peng thought about it for a while and began to discuss in a low voice. They received a large amount of dividends this year, but it was all in RMB. It was very troublesome to exchange it into Hong Kong dollars. Even on the black market, it was often priceless. city.

After finishing all this, it was already noon, and Luo Runbo invited Li Ye and others to have dinner. Although it was just a small restaurant, both the taste and sincerity were acceptable.

After finishing the meal, Pei Wencong said apologetically to Li Ye: "Sorry, Mr. Li, I made an appointment with Master Huang many days in advance to count the years. Yesterday, I was notified that I would come over this afternoon, and I asked Amin to take you to play. Just take a moment!"

"Okay, you go about your business and we can just take a look."

Li Ye was all right, but Hao Jian said: "Mr. Pei, since it's a fleeting time, let's go and do it. I heard in Pengcheng that the masters here on Hong Kong Island are very good."

Fortune-telling is very popular here on Hong Kong Island, but due to the severe crackdown in the mainland in the past few years, it has become mysterious, so Hao Jian was a little curious.

"It's just a custom. Master Huang is very famous. I'm not sure if he will receive a few of you. Why don't we go there together? Let me ask for you!"

Pei Wencong thought for a while and decided to take Li Ye and others there with him and let them wait outside. If the master inside was not happy, he could just come out and leave.

After arriving at the place, Master Huang's assistant asked Li Ye and others to wait outside, and only let Pei Wencong in alone.

Li Ye didn't care, he didn't really believe in these things, but Hao Jian was a little disappointed.

In fact, he mainly wanted to take advantage of his daughter Hao Cuicui.

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After Pei Wencong entered, he greeted Master Huang respectfully and then expressed his thoughts.

"Master, I recently met a person from the north. Can you help me calculate whether his destiny is consistent with or conflict with mine?"

Master Huang stared at Pei Wencong's face for a long time, his calm eyes filled with surprise.

Then he asked Pei Wencong's horoscope, started divination again, and in the end even took out ancient books.

Anyone who has gone to see a Chinese medicine doctor knows that once the doctor starts to read the book, it is going to be bad.

So Pei Wencong's soul was almost scared out of his mind.

Hong Kong Ying is not a good man, what if he gets killed because of Li Ye's relationship!Who can he talk to for reason?
"It shouldn't be!"

Master Huang continued to calculate for a long time, and then said doubtfully: "Based on your appearance, horoscopes and hexagrams, there is indeed a noble person in the north who can give you 40 years of great luck."

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Pei Wencong's soul flew away, flew away directly.

40 years of good luck?

Is there such a hexagram?

Is there such a destiny?

Not to mention 40 years, even if you give him 20 years of great luck, he will not be far from those top rich people!
Bah~, what are you thinking about?It takes ten years to burn high incense.

　Thanks to the book friend "Feng Wu Jiu Tian?" for the 10000 point reward. I am very happy that my brothers are still there along the way.

　　Thanks to book friend 33021208824673 for the 500-coin reward.
　　Thanks to book friend HatsuneAkina for the tip.

　　Thank you all for your generosity.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)