Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

When Zhang Xuan rushed back to the teacher's apartment, Lao Deng was smoking under the plane tree, holding a newspaper in his hand.

Wearing a white shirt, black trousers, and black leather shoes, if his hair wasn't a little greasy, he would look like a standard polite scumbag.

However, the dark circles under Lao Deng's eyes were too heavy at this time, and his eyeballs were covered with bloodshot eyes.

Zhang Xuan walked over and asked, When did you learn to smoke?

Lao Deng said: I was under a lot of pressure a while ago, and I gradually became addicted to it.

Zhang Xuan sat down and asked: Did the stock market lose money a while ago?

Lao Deng took out a cigarette and gave it to him.

Zhang Xuan waved his hand and pushed it back.

Lao Deng put the cigarette behind his ear and said: Since the beginning of this year, we have been losing money.

It's just that the magnitude of the loss each time is not particularly large, but in a few months, the loss is almost more than 3 million.

Zhang Xuan tried to recall this year's stock market conditions, but it was a little blurry.

I only know that 1996 was a great year for the bull market, and twelve golden orders appeared in the second half of the year.

However, these twelve golden orders were of no use. The investors were so stimulated that they were numb and couldn't hold back. The price should go up.

Zhang Xuan asked: Listening to your tone on the phone just now, have you earned it back?

Lao Deng patted his chest and said: The stock market has changed since April, and suddenly everything is bullish.

You can make money by buying almost any stock. I made a lot of money this month, and in turn made more than 11 million.

Zhang Xuan asked: How many assets does Yintai Capital have now?

Lao Deng took out a financial statement and said, There are more than 33 million in the account.

Zhang Xuan took the financial statements and read them carefully and asked, Are you here today?

Lao Deng analyzed: The domestic economic situation is now very good, and I plan to invest heavily to make peace with you.

Zhang Xuan couldn't deny it: What's the basis for your big investment?

Lao Deng glanced around, I stayed up late to analyze the policies of the past few years, and I predicted that the central bank would cut interest rates in the near future.

Now the domestic economic situation is very good, and everyone has some spare money. If the central bank cuts interest rates, the stock market will explode.

Zhang Xuan's eyelids twitched slightly. When Old Deng said this, he really remembered something.

It will be May soon, and it seems that the 1996 market started to go crazy in May.

Zhang Xuan said calmly: Since you are optimistic about it, then go for it.

Lao Deng was so excited when he heard this: You just trust me so much? What if I lose money?

Zhang Xuan looked indifferent: It's just over 30 million, I can afford such a big deal.

Besides, wouldn’t it be interesting to test your vision with 30 million?

You are the man who claims to build Goldman Sachs in China. I have to believe you and support you.

I knew he was making fun of me, but Lao Deng was still a little touched after hearing this.

Lao Deng finished the cigarette in his hand and said, Well, your family has a big business and you don't care about this little money. I, Lao Deng, don't care even more.

Zhang Xuan thought for a while, and finally mentioned the only two stocks that had an impression in his memory:

“What’s the current market situation in deep technology?”

Lao Deng said: The performance is very good. This is a stock that I am very optimistic about.

Zhang Xuan asked again: Where is Qiong Minyuan?

Lao Deng knows the stock market well: I also have a position in this stock, and its performance is very average.

I bought it for 2 yuan in March, and now it seems to be only 2.9 yuan. Although it has risen a lot, it is still far behind compared with other stocks.

Zhang Xuan said meaningfully: You can increase your position in this stock appropriately.

Lao Deng was stunned for a moment: Are you very optimistic about this stock?

Zhang Xuan nodded: Of course.

Lao Deng asked: What is the reason for your optimism?

Zhang Xuante spread his hands like crazy: Intuition.

Lao Deng adjusted his glasses and squinted disdainfully: You just hold a pen and use your intuition to teach me, a professional, how to trade stocks?

Zhang Xuan: .

Is this fucking human language?

So irritating!

Zhang Xuan really wanted to kick this idiot to death, so he took a breath and endured it, I saw someone in the capital buying this stock, so I'm telling you.

Hearing this, Old Deng looked at him straightly.

Zhang Xuan rolled his eyes and said, Put away your stupid fish eyes. Do you want to buy it or not? I don't lack the money.

Lao Deng did not ask who the man in the capital was. Instead, he turned around and asked, What else did that man buy?

Zhang Xuan said: That person also bought American stocks, but I just glanced at it and didn't take a closer look. There seemed to be Microsoft and Apple.

Lao Deng thoughtfully said: This person can do it. I am also optimistic about these stocks in the United States and plan to make a fortune.

Zhang Xuan supported: You can go if you want.

Lao Deng shook his head again: The money now is not very interesting in the past. Let's wait for a while.

After hearing this, Zhang Xuan didn't force himself.

Although he has a memory advantage in the stock market, he is completely blind to details, so he does not interfere.

Unless he encounters a once-in-a-century economic crisis like next year, he will go out and play with Lao Deng.

After talking about the stock market, the two began to brag.

We talked about Minsheng Bank, which was widely reported in newspapers, and we also talked about the Taishan Meeting.

Lao Deng pointed to a piece of news in the newspaper and said: This Taishan will be very powerful!

Two companies competed to acquire shares in Minsheng Bank. One of them obviously lacked qualifications, but because it was a member of the Taishan Society, it easily defeated the other.

Zhang Xuan took the newspaper and read it without saying anything. He knew everything well and had nothing to say.

Lao Deng said: There are currently three types of organizations forming groups in China. One is clubs, such as the Anchang Club in Beijing, which are mainly composed of Hong Kong businessmen and foreigners.

The second is the chamber of commerce, such as Zhejiang merchants and Huizhou merchants, which are local organizations that organize groups to keep warm.

The third is clubs, such as Taishan Club, which mainly focuses on technology companies and real estate companies.

At this point, Lao Deng raised his head and asked, I remember you mentioned the Anchang Club to me before. Is this the case?

Zhang Xuan nodded: The last batch of wine was given to me by the owner of Anchang Club.

Lao Deng was surprised: What is your relationship?

Zhang Xuan said leisurely: He is 19 years older than me, so I call him brother. I am younger, so he calls me brother.

Lao Deng was numb for a long time, This is a real thigh.

Real thighs?

Zhang Xuan was shocked.

He had not known before that the majority of An Chang Club members were Hong Kong businessmen and foreigners.

Don’t you want to build mobile phones yourself? If you build a good relationship with these people, wouldn’t it be a lot easier to buy equipment and production lines from the West?

Lao Deng suddenly said: I've been having trouble eating recently.

Zhang Xuan looked him up and down: Is it serious?

Lao Deng said: There is often nothing left to eat.

Zhang Xuan cared: Have you gone to the hospital for a check-up?

Lao Deng was furious: I asked you, can you stop pretending to be stupid?

Zhang Xuan laughed, stood up and said, Okay, as usual, you prepare the food and I'll get the wine.

Lao Deng shouted from behind: Botus and Maotai both want it.

Zhang Xuan didn't look back: Did you drink that bottle?

Lao Deng said: I drank early.

Zhang Xuan waved his little hand and went upstairs.

The dinner was very sumptuous. Lao Deng made 8 dishes and 1 soup.

Zhang Xuan took Du Shuangling, Wen Hui and Zou Qingzhu to the appointment.

After drinking for three rounds, he asked Lao Deng: I haven't seen Professor Shen for a long time. Where is she?

When mentioning this matter, Lao Deng curled his lips and said: Married.

Zhang Xuan and the three women looked at each other for a while, in disbelief: Aren't you almost 60? Are you still married?

Lao Deng poured wine for several people: As the old saying goes, it's going to rain and the mother wants to get married. Can I stop her?

Zhang Xuan met him: Didn't your sister stop you?

I stopped her, why didn't I stop her? I was so angry that I slapped her seven times, but still left with that person. Lao Deng shook his head, he could not figure out this nonsense.

Zhang Xuan asked: Where have you gone?

Lao Deng: Betting in Macao.

With that said, Lao Deng asked Zhang Xuan: Do you still have Xiao Liu's contact information?

have.

Zhang Xuan asked: Why do you ask this?

Lao Deng said: Give me his contact information, I have something to do with him.

Zhang Xuan asked tentatively: Retaliation?

Lao Deng said ambiguously: Revenge is out of the question. I want to know what that person does?

Zhang Xuan took out his cell phone, gave him Xiao Liu's phone number, and reminded him: Take it easy, don't be impulsive.

Lao Deng glanced at Rooney and the child, Don't worry, kid. I don't have that thought anymore for his mother and father.

During the meal, Zhang Xuan told Wen Hui about Tao Ge.

Wen Hui agreed: Okay, leave it to us.

After dinner, when he returned to the second floor, remembering Lao Deng's words, Zhang Xuan called Xiao Liu.

Zhang Xuan asked: Xiao Liu, do you have any acquaintances in Gambling Macau?

Xiao Liu replied: Yes.

Zhang Xuan said: Help me find someone.

Xiao Liu took out a pen and paper and asked: Who is it?

Zhang Xuan told Yuan Lan what happened.

After hearing this, Xiao Liu said: Okay, I have something to do tomorrow and I can't leave. I'll go over there the day after tomorrow. I'll call you then.

Thank you. I'll treat you to a drink next time you come to Xiangjiang.

It's easy to talk about.

A meal of wine is nothing to Xiao Liu, who is in a prosperous life, but it also depends on what kind of person he invites, right?

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