Chapter 13 Money begets money

Director Wen was an old man after all. He knew clearly that Zhang Wei was here to challenge the autumn wind, but he still remained calm, quickly organized his words, and said slowly: "In this year's college entrance examination, Zhang Wei achieved an excellent score of 750 points. , First of all, I would like to congratulate Zhang Wei.

Learning is an important cornerstone for everyone's growth, and excellent results are the reflection of learning results. Behind this is hard work and sweat. Zhang Wei’s success is not only an affirmation of personal efforts, but also an inspiration to other students in our city!
In order to commend Zhang Wei, and to set an example and inspire other students to study hard and make more contributions to the development of the motherland in the future, our Municipal Education Bureau decided to grant Zhang Wei a scholarship of RMB 300,000!

I also hope that Zhang Wei can continue his efforts, bravely reach new heights, continue to strengthen his faith, make unremitting efforts, and achieve more brilliant results in his future study and life! "

"Bah, bang, bang, bang..." Principal Wang was the first to take the lead in applauding, and flattered him at the right time.

As worthy of being a leader, he has a structure. In the blink of an eye, he organized a speech and turned it into a commendation meeting in an instant.

And the money is still the most. After all, Principal Wang gave him 200,000 yuan. If the education bureau gave him less than what the school gave him, he wouldn't be able to save his face.

Furthermore, with this perfect score in the college entrance examination, I will not be able to apply for millions more in education funds next year. If you give out 300,000 yuan, you will definitely make a profit without losing money.

While Zhang Wei clapped, he began to calculate silently in his heart.

"Qingbei will give 200,000, No. 1 Middle School will also give 200,000, and the Education Bureau will give another 300,000, so that will be 700,000! It doesn't seem to be enough for me. It seems that I have to go to the stock market to make a fortune. !" Zhang Wei thought to himself.

After the applause, Director Wen asked: "Zhang Wei, the two admissions directors from Tsing University and Peking University are all here for you this time. Have you thought about whether you should apply to Tsing University or Peking University?" What? It doesn’t matter if you haven’t thought about it. Anyway, there is still some time before applying for the exam, so you can think about it slowly.”

Director Wen really wanted to keep the Qingbei duo for a few more days. The education bureau of a prefecture-level city like this didn't have many opportunities to build relationships with Qingbei, so it had to be taken advantage of.

Zhang Wei said: "I read a report a few days ago, saying that last year our country spent 255 billion U.S. dollars just on importing chips, and our country's annual surplus was only 300 billion U.S. dollars. This is equivalent to More than % of the money earned was used to import chips.

So I hope that in the future we can create our own chips and get rid of our dependence on foreign countries. I heard that in this field, the Department of Electronic Engineering at Tsinghua University is the best in the country. In order to realize my ideal, I want to apply for Tsinghua University. "

Zhang Wei said, turned to look at Huang Anmin of Peking University, and said: "Director Huang, thank you very much for Peking University's love. Peking University is also my dream university. It's a pity that we are not destined to be together this time. I will definitely apply for Peking University next time!" "

"Definitely next time? When we were admitted to Peking University, we collected the monthly tickets and rewarded them three times in a row with one click?" Huang Anmin complained in his heart.

To make chips, you need to learn microelectronics knowledge, and Tsinghua University is indeed slightly better in this regard. Microelectronics at Tsinghua University started early and has been a national key discipline since 1980. In the future of China's chip industry, the School of Electronic Engineering of Tsinghua University can be said to support half of the country.

In contrast, the microelectronics discipline of Peking University was only established in 1994, and only rose rapidly after the establishment of the National Integrated Circuit Training Base in 2004.

So if you want to make chips, going to Tsinghua University is indeed a better choice. Zhang Wei gave this reason, and Huang Anmin could only accept it. Why is his own technology inferior to others in microelectronics?

Chen Guotai showed a winner's smile. He immediately stepped forward and held Zhang Wei's hand: "On behalf of Tsinghua University, I welcome Zhang Wei!"

……

In the next half month, Zhang Wei was very busy. Reporters from newspapers, TV stations, and magazines came to interview him one after another, asking the same questions over and over again.

This made Zhang Wei feel a little bit at a loss. There was no advertising fee for the interview. The key was that this wave of traffic could not be monetized. After the people saw the interview, they just had fun and then forgot about it. If it were placed twenty years later, wouldn’t live broadcast be allowed to bring goods? Just based on this perfect score in the college entrance examination, you can just sell the book for three years to simulate the five-year college entrance examination, and shout "Nine yuan and nine dollars to link", and you are still selling like crazy!
At this time, Zhang Wei was still nostalgic for the era twenty years later when Internet celebrities were everywhere.

Fortunately, the 300,000 scholarship given by the Education Bureau and the 200,000 scholarship from the City No. 1 Middle School have been received. As for the 200,000 yuan from Tsingta University, it will not be released until the admission procedures are completed.

At that time, half a million was a huge amount of money, and one could buy an ordinary three-bedroom apartment in first-tier cities.

It's just that this money is not in Zhang Wei's hands. In that era when college students only had living expenses of 200 to 300 yuan a month, how could ordinary working-class people let an 18-year-old boy carry a huge sum of 500,000 yuan?
Zhang's father solemnly handed the bank card with a deposit of 500,000 yuan to Zhang's mother's hand, and at the same time told him: "I have saved all the 500,000 yuan scholarship in it, and the password is our son's birthday.

This money cannot be spent carelessly. It must be saved to buy a house for your son and marry him in the future. Then go to the bank, find one with a high interest rate, and transfer it to a regular deposit. "

Mother Zhang said: "If Weiwei stays in Beijing after graduating from college, wouldn't he have to find a wife in Beijing? I heard that housing prices in Beijing are several times more expensive than here! Including decoration, home appliances, and banquets, Five hundred thousand is really not enough."

"Dad, Mom, it's too early for me to get married! Besides, Tsinghua University said, I can directly study for a Ph.D., and it will be ten years after I graduate."

Zhang Wei next to him said with a smile, but secretly glanced at the bank card and secretly remembered the style of the bank card.

Zhang Wei has his own plan for this money, but he can't really let his parents use it and save it regularly.

What's more, the next ten years will be the fastest ten years for China's economic development and the fastest ten years for currency depreciation. Putting money in the bank will not beat inflation at all.

Now this half million can buy an ordinary two-bedroom apartment in the capital, and ten years from now it will only buy a toilet.

That afternoon, while his parents went to work, Zhang Wei secretly found the bank card, then took his ID card and went straight to the securities company.

At the counter, Zhang Wei handed over his ID card directly: "I want to open an account!"

"Okay, sir, please fill out the form." The salesman said and took the ID card.

"In 1985? Just turned eighteen? Buying stocks at such a young age?"

Thinking of this, the salesperson kindly reminded: "Stocks are not deposits, they are risky. If you buy stocks, you will lose money if the stock price falls."

"I understand." Zhang Wei smiled bitterly.

"Did I know that I would lose money on stocks? I bought the CATL in my last life, and it still hasn't been solved until the day I die!"

 Is there anyone who has the same problem and has been trapped? Please give me a sympathy vote!

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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