Stock God [Rebirth]

Seeing the scene in the room, the man froze for a moment, but it was only for a moment, and he quickly restrained his expression: "I want to try."

He's a quick guy.

Chang Yue pushed away Martial Dao and took a look at the man from head to toe. The man was carrying a big box and looked dusty, but his clothes were neat and clean, and he looked quite reliable.

Chang Yue: "What's your name?"

"Jian Liangdong."

Chang Yue: "Have you done it before?"

Jian Liangdong found out that although his future boss seemed to be flirting with his lover just now, he actually didn't seem to be in a very good mood, so he answered very simply: "I have been working for two years, and the income is too little, so I was fired."

Chang Yue: "There's nothing else to do here, just listen to me and make deals with peace of mind. Can it work?"

Jian Liangdong: "It can be done."

Because there was no place to live in Fengzhen, and it was vacant anyway, Chang Yue let him live in the bedroom of this house and planned to inspect him for a few days.

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Wu Dao left on the second day of Jian Liangdong's arrival. That morning, Chang Yue was woken up in his sleep. He saw Wu Dao standing at the head of his bed, fully dressed.

He yawned and sat up: "What time is the train?"

"Five fifty."

"where to?"

Wu Dao was carrying a big bag and was wearing an ordinary camouflage pattern without any markings on his body. He stood at the head of the bed and looked at him with a smile: "Yiming County. Why did you only remember to ask at this time?"

He doesn't usually smile much, although that's a good-looking one, with an intimidating masculinity about him.But when he smiled like this, his black eyes looked at Chang Yue, so tender that he could almost suck people in.

Chang Yue originally planned to alienate him, but this smile softened his heart again, and he was so sad that he didn't know what to say.

The man in camouflage leaned down, intending to ask for a kiss, but Chang Yue pushed him quickly: "I didn't brush my teeth."

In this way, the farewell kiss turned into a hug, which was tight and powerful, with a familiar but unfamiliar atmosphere, as if it had to wrap the person airtightly before giving up.

"Wait for me to come back." Wu Dao spoke to him with a rare unquestionable toughness.

Chang Yue nodded, watching him turn and leave.

The door was closed, he leaned against the head of the bed, smiled wryly after a while, and couldn't help reaching out to light a cigarette again.

In my life, I really went back and forth as I lived, and I was so sentimental and indecisive that my heart could beat like this at any moment, it didn't look like me at all.

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Jian Liangdong is very stable.

This is Chang Yue's conclusion after two days of observation.

This is very good. "Stability" can't get ahead in this market, but it can live for a long time and have the last laugh.

Chang Yue decided to let him do some basic trading and teach Rong Fan by the way.

At noon that day, Rong Fan flipped through today's newspaper: "There is no new news, some st stocks are still falling, when should we buy?"

In order to remind of the risks, in April 1998, the Shanghai and Shenzhen Stock Exchanges decided to implement a "special treatment" policy for listed companies that had lost money for two consecutive years or whose net assets were below par, that is, adding "st" in front of the stock name, meaning to invest warning.

This policy itself has no tendency, but because investors misinterpreted it at this time, most investors threw out of the market one after another after seeing the stocks they held being st, causing st stocks to plummet.

However, this fall is an opportunity.

In the next year or two, due to the special treatment, ST stocks were supported by local government policies, and generally rose sharply, far outperforming the market, and some even tripled their gains, making huge profits.

Chang Yue took a fancy to a st stock in Beijing, and planned to go to the field to investigate later, and planned to buy a large amount if it was suitable.

"Don't worry, wait and see."

Jian Liangdong hadn't heard Chang Yue talk about this before, but because Chang Yue didn't seem very interested, he didn't ask too much.

He opened the webpage and surfed the Internet with a slow dial-up, intending to browse the social news of the past few days to see if there were any emergencies worthy of attention.

This is his old habit in the previous company. Sudden events often stimulate certain stocks, causing unpredictable rises or falls, and some are worth short-term participation to make some small money.

The webpage opened stumblingly, Jian Liangdong glanced at it, and muttered: "Heavy rain... the rain seems to be getting heavier and heavier, do you want to buy some flood control stocks?"

Because they were building a position in another stock, he didn't expect Chang Yue to pay attention to this matter.

But Jian Liangdong didn't expect that, upon hearing his question, Chang Yue suddenly sat up from the reclining chair, and because of such a violent movement, the chair hit the wall and made a loud noise.

Chang Yue didn't pay attention, he strode over with a surprisingly serious expression.

He finally knew why he was restless these days. Ever since Wu Dao told himself that he was going to the south, the ominous premonition in his heart could not be lingered, but he could not find the reason, and now he knew——

flood!

In the summer of 1998, the flood in the Yangtze River Basin!

He reached out and snatched the mouse from Jian Liangdong, and took a quick look at the news.

It is already late June, and due to continuous rainstorms in the Dongting Lake and Poyang Lake areas, as well as tidal floods and other factors, the tide levels along the river in many provinces and cities along the lower reaches of the Yangtze River have exceeded the warning water level.

Coupled with the poor drainage of the inland river, the flood situation has reached the point where it is imminent.

However, Chang Yue was shocked to find that most people are not aware of how serious the flood will be, but just regard it as an ordinary summer flood prevention work.

The news page was dragged to the end in one breath, and Chang Yue's heart was cold.

He doesn't remember exactly what happened to the flood in 98. He only remembers that it was the Yangtze River Basin, with a wide area affected and a long time span.

If Wu Dao went to a big city, then there should be no problem with safety, but... Yiming...he has never heard of this place.

Chang Yue asked Rong Fan to call Wu Dao, then opened the browser, and entered the word "Yiming" to search.

Because he didn't know how to write these two words, he repeatedly entered it more than a dozen times, and his hands were shaking at the end, especially when he pressed the Enter key and waited, the time was infinitely prolonged, and every second of waiting seemed to be repeated. There is no end in sight—

Yiming County, a county near a tributary of the Yangtze River, where a certain army unit is stationed.

On the other side, Rong Fan put down the microphone of the landline: "No one answered, can I call again later?"

"Keep calling. If he picks up, tell him to go to the nearest city first, not to the mountains."

Without looking at it, Chang Yue took out all the cash from the drawer, about 3000 yuan, and took his ID card and raincoat.

Rong Fan hadn't realized what he was going to do at this time, but Jian Liangdong stopped him first: "No, what can you do if you go?

Not necessarily a flood.And maybe you can't even go there, the rain is so heavy over there, the train may not pass by.You might as well..."

Chang Yue glanced at him expressionlessly, opened the door and left.

Jian Liangdong shouted unwillingly into the corridor: "What about Yufeng shares? If you leave, you will be finished!"

Yufeng stock is the stock they are building a position in, but this morning, it suddenly showed signs of being smashed by the old village. Jian Liangdong has never dealt with this situation at all, and he has no idea what to do.

If Chang Yue left, the money would be gone.

More than 500 million, even if you don't lose everything, you will be stripped of a layer of skin.

Chang Yue walked quickly to the end of the corridor, and stopped at the last moment, but the expression on his side face was almost cruel.

"Do whatever you want, until I come back."

His figure finally disappeared from sight, and Jian Liangdong sat back on his seat exhausted, raised his head and asked Rong Fan, "What should we do? How about we run away?"