That year the flowers bloomed 1981

Chapter 284 Li Ye is an old silver coin

An international long-distance call came to the office of the Department of Economics at Beijing University.

"I am Hong Kong Talang Literary Publishing House, and I have a close relationship with the Gujun Literary Society in your school. Please call Li Ye, a class 82 student from the Department of Economics, immediately. It's very urgent. It's really urgent."

"Where are you from? What club on Hong Kong Island?"

During the international long distance call in 83, the sound was somewhat distorted, and the teacher who answered the phone suspected that he had heard it wrong.

"Hong Kong Island Talang Literary Publishing House is the magazine that serialized "Looking Homeward Lonely Army"."

"Oh oh oh, I knew this when you said it. You are looking for classmate Li Ye, right? What are you looking for for him?"

"Teacher, I really have something very important. Can you please call my classmate Li Ye right away?"

"Okay! Then I'll call someone for you. You can call back later!"

"Don't hang up the phone. I called for ten minutes before being transferred to you. Please."

"Okay, okay, please wait a moment!"

The teacher who answered the phone put the receiver on the table and ran out the door.

The colleague next to him laughed and said: "It seems that Li Ye has still contacted the people on Hong Kong Island. I don't know if "The Lonely Soldier" can turn around. Alas, a bunch of young people have no experience!"

"That's right! I shouted a sky-high price of three hundred thousand dollars all of a sudden, which made the foreign guests very angry."

Several teachers had heard about "The Lonely Soldier Looking Homeward", and it was inevitable to have a few small talk at this time.

Unexpectedly, a cold shout suddenly came from the other side of the office: "No matter how inexperienced the students are, aren't they still generating revenue for the school? In the past six months, the Gujun Literary Society has contributed tens of thousands of dollars. How come it is so unbearable when it comes to your mouth?"

"Sorry Professor Zhang, we didn't mean that."

Several teachers quickly bowed their heads and shut up. With the gossip just rising, they forgot that Li Ye's "mentor" was sitting on the other side. Fortunately, he didn't mention him by name, otherwise he would have been scolded.

Ten minutes later, Li Ye ran all the way into the office, greeted several teachers first, and then picked up the receiver on the table and spoke in Cantonese.

"Hello, Boss Pei? I'm Li Ye."

"I am Luo Runbo, A Cong is by my side,"

Luo Runbo on the other end of the phone was extremely anxious and almost shouted: "Mr. Li, the Hong Kong dollar has dropped to 9.58 against the US dollar. If it drops another six cents, we will be liquidated."

"Keep your voice down," Li Ye frowned and said very dissatisfied: "Are you calling the school in a hurry just to tell me this little thing?"

"I am smaller than you"

Luo Runbo couldn't help but hesitate to say "I'm so young to your old mother".

What the hell are you talking about as "small" when it's such an urgent matter?

Just yesterday, the mainland and Britain concluded the fourth round of talks on the Hong Kong Island issue. The huge differences between the two sides failed to reach an agreement, which led to panic in the Hong Kong Island market. The Hong Kong dollar exchange rate against the US dollar suddenly fell to 9.6:1 today. .

Because he believed Li Ye's prediction, Luo Runbo, who had ambushed in advance, successfully delivered the bearish short order, and then used his astonishing courage to fully bullish the Hong Kong dollar.

However, after Luo Runbo placed a long order at around 9.55, the exchange rate still continued to drop. Seeing that his position could be liquidated at any time, Luo Runbo, who was highly professional, was paralyzed and had to cut off his stock immediately to survive.

But Pei Wencong severely stopped Luo Runbo and firmly believed in Li Ye even if he lost all his seven million US dollars.

In desperation, the two made an emergency call to the mainland.

Normally when they contact Li Ye, they need to call the Beijing office of Pengcheng No. 7 Factory first so that Jin Peng can go to Li Ye.

But there was no time at this moment, so he went to Beijing University with his head covered, and then transferred to the Department of Economics.

But I never thought that it would be difficult to transfer it, but I was indifferently reprimanded by Li Ye.

"Mr. Li, I know you are a genius, but it is really too dangerous. I have to be responsible for my clients! Can we wait until the exchange rate turns around and then see how it goes?"

Looking at the falling exchange rate quotes, Luo Runbo felt like he was going to have a heart attack, so he could only persuade Li Ye sincerely.

"No," Li Ye said decisively, "You guys can withdraw, I won't withdraw. I hope you will abide by your professional ethics and not do anything wrong."

"Mr. Li, it's 9.59!"

"That's it, let's talk tomorrow."

Li Ye hung up the phone and saw several teachers around him listening with their ears pricked up.

However, Li Ye and Luo Runbo spoke in Cantonese, and the sound from the phone receiver could not be carried very far, so everyone just listened lonely.

"Li Ye! Are you not talking too optimistically?"

Professor Zhang waved, called Li Ye to his side, and then said: "Don't put too much pressure on yourself, you have already done a good job.

Even if the movie doesn't get made, isn't there still a monthly royalties of one to two thousand dollars? If anyone gossips in private, let him donate several thousand dollars to the school first. "

During the summer vacation, Professor Zhang took Teacher Lu to stay at his son's house for a while. It was only after he came back that he learned about "Looking Homeward".

At that time, he was about to go to the school to talk, but Li Ye told him that it didn't matter and would wait and see.

But judging from Li Ye's tone on the phone just now, the situation is probably not optimistic.

"It's okay, teacher, Hong Kong Island should support us, but how strong the support will be, it will take a few days to know?"

"Oh?"

Professor Zhang looked at the calm Li Ye and liked this responsible disciple even more.

It's just that Professor Zhang doesn't know what Li Ye means by "a few days".

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Hong Kong Island.

Luo Runbo looked at the final closing exchange rate and finally swallowed his saliva.

1:9.60, the lowest exchange rate in Hong Kong Island’s history.

"A Cong, this time, I lost the professionalism of a professional trader, but I believed in you, a magic stick, just in case."

"Nothing unexpected."

Pei Wencong, who was sitting next to him, was also thirsty. He had not eaten or drank for a whole day, and he was also nervous and about to collapse.

Everything was right as Li Ye said, but there was a little accident at the last minute, so it wasn't a big problem.

"Let's go! Go to my house first, and I'll choose a room for you first, so that you don't have to worry about anything."

Pei Wencong picked up the water glass, drank all the water in it, and pulled Luo Runbo towards his residence in Taipingshan.

This was Youjia's confidence. Even if he lost all his cash, wouldn't he still have a shelter from the wind and rain?

After dinner, Pei Wencong and Luo Runbo couldn't sleep, so they simply drove to the top of the mountain and stared at the stars in the sky in a daze. "Ah Cong, your luck has been so good these past two years, but it's better not to take risks in the future. You also know how difficult it is for people from our background to climb up, seven million US dollars!"

Luo Runbo and Pei Wencong both graduated from prestigious schools, but they both spent ten years at the bottom and could not climb up. Pei Wencong was lucky enough to make some money in the past two years, but today Luo Runbo always feels that it is too risky.

If he loses the money, he will feel sorry for Pei Wencong.

This is one of the reasons why many people say Luo Runbo is unprofessional. He places too much emphasis on friendship.

What does it have to do with him as a trader if he loses his client's money?

But Pei Wencong drank his beer, raised his head and faced the starry sky and said, "Do you think my luck has just been too good these past two years?"

"Ok?"

Luo Runbo looked at Pei Wencong and didn't understand.

Pei Wencong smiled and threw the beer can far away.

"Master Huang told me that I will have great luck for forty years!"

"Pfft~cough cough cough cough~"

Luo Runbo spit out a mouthful of beer.

"Master Huang is not alas."

That night, Luo Runbo and Pei Wencong sat on the Peak of Victoria Peak and stayed up all night. They didn't go home for dinner until three o'clock in the morning.

Then I saw important news on TV. British Hong Kong issued a series of control statements, making it clear that the rejection of Hong Kong dollars was not allowed in the market.

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Pei Wencong and Luo Runbo were stunned for a full twenty seconds, and then went out in panic and drove straight to the exchange.

"Do you think you can get promoted today?"

"It will definitely rise, but I don't know how much."

“How much do we earn from a dime increase?”

"If you raise a dime, you will earn twice as much."

"Do it, you'll get rich!"

After the market opened, the two people with red eyes were dumbfounded again as they saw the exchange rate rising all the way and unable to catch it.

In the blink of an eye, the exchange rate rose from 9.6 to 8.9, and countless buyers were unable to grab it.

"A Cong, what should we do now?"

"You're a trader, you ask me?"

"Then ask Mr. Li?"

"Just wait to be punished!"

In the afternoon, Li Ye finally called and only said a brief word to Pei Wencong.

"October 1st, come to the capital to celebrate the National Day."

Which country's National Day?

Needless to say? My luck lies in the mainland!

"Xiaohui, Xiaohui, pack up and come with me to the mainland."

"Brother, I have to go to school!"

"Let's go, I'll find a better school for you."

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The end of September, Beijing.

Wu Jinyuan communicated with everyone for the last time in the activity room of the Beijing University Debate Team.

The national debate competition is about to begin, and Wu Jinyuan thinks it's time to give Gujun Literary Society a chance.

These days, Gujun Literary Society has been under great pressure, and Li Huaisheng and Yang Yumin are obviously looking a lot more haggard.

But just when Wu Jinyuan was about to have a showdown with Li Ye, she saw Pei Wencong.

"Ms. Wu, why are you at Beijing University? Oh my! I never expected to see you again."

Pei Wencong "accidentally met" Wu Jinyuan at Beijing University. He was surprised and delighted at first, then he came over with a smile, held Wu Jinyuan's hand and shook it vigorously.

Wu Jinyuan knows that "shaking a firm handshake" is a way for mainlanders to show enthusiasm, but Pei Wencong is a Hong Kong Islander, how can you be so enthusiastic?

"Mr. Pei also asked me why I was at Beijing University. Am I not surprised that you showed up at Beijing University?"

Wu Jinyuan withdrew her palm and said with a smile: "I heard that the situation in Hong Kong Island has changed a lot recently. Why did Mr. Pei come to the mainland at this time?"

Pei Wencong said with a hearty smile: "I'm not a politician, so what do I care about those things? I came to the capital this time because "Looking Home" has finally ended. They have made so much money for me, so I have to come and express my gratitude. Bar!"

Wu Jinyuan's eyes narrowed, her sharp gaze flashed by, and then she said with a smile: "Mr. Pei doesn't care about politics, so he should care about life, right? I heard that the citizens of Hong Kong Island have started to rush to buy supplies in the past few days, and there is panic in the market. The emotions are strong, aren’t you worried about your family?”

"I also care about this, a little bit."

Pei Wencong stretched out his palm and made a gap of a few millimeters with his thumb and index finger to express his worries and concerns about what has happened on Hong Kong Island in the past few days.

Wu Jinyuan looked at the few millimeters of gap and the faint smile on Pei Wencong's face, and she always felt something was wrong.

There is a lot of pessimism in the market on Hong Kong Island, but this Pei Wencong seems to be very happy, very happy.

It’s no wonder Pei Wencong is unhappy!

In just a few days, he earned more than 80 million US dollars, equivalent to more than 600 million Hong Kong dollars, and successfully entered the ranks of "billionaires".

"Mr. Pei, how should I express my gratitude this time?" Wu Jinyuan still asked the question in her heart.

"Oh, my friend happened to have some spare money and wanted to look for investment opportunities, so I told him, isn't "Looking Homeward" a ready-made opportunity?"

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Wu Jinyuan looked at Li Ye, who was smiling warmly not far away, and finally realized that this handsome young man who was five or six years younger than herself was actually a scheming old man.

I thought I had the pearl of wisdom in my hands, but unexpectedly I fell into this kid's scheme.

　I missed a few hundred words today, and Lao Feng will try to make up for it in three updates tomorrow.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)