Break out of the courtyard

Chapter 242 Sit in front of the trading blackboard and trade stocks

October 8th, Thursday.

21:8. The beautiful accountant from Heping Real Estate Company entered Villa No. wearing a white shirt, black suit skirt, black stockings, black leather shoes, and carrying a black plastic bag.

"Mr. Zhang, the rent this month is only 136300 yuan, and 34 stores are closed because the boss has gone to stock trading."

"I have to work hard in the past few months and work overtime to sell the property under my name at a good price." Zhang Heping said, taking two wads of money from the plastic bag and handing it to the accountant, "This month's salary and Overtime pay.”

The accountant didn't have the nerve to accept it. They only work three days a month, and now they are temporarily switching to full-month work. Why are they so embarrassed to ask for more money? Why? "Mr. Zhang, don't you need overtime pay!"

"Then let's put it another way, transportation subsidy, food subsidy, cooling fee, bonus, whatever you want, share it with everyone." Zhang Heping shook the money and motioned for the other party to take it.

"Xiao Jiang, if Mr. Zhang asks you to share it, you can share it! If you become Mr. Zhang's second aunt one day, come and give me your opinions." My uncle's fifth aunt spoke a little rudely and turned around. But he smiled at Zhang Heping and said, "Mr. Zhang, our Mr. Tang invites you over for supper."

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang! Thank you, Fifth Aunt!" Accountant Xiao Jiang blushed and thanked him before taking the money with both hands.

Zhang Heping stood up and saw that Accountant Jiang had not left, so he casually asked, "What else can I do?"

Smelly bitch...Zhang Heping secretly blamed his wife Tang Xin for doing bad things. After going upstairs to tease her, he went next door for supper.

“The stocks on other exchanges are so expensive, can you afford them?”

Accountant Jiang asked nervously: "Mr. Zhang, I heard that you sold all the milk stocks?"

Coupled with the serious corruption in Bai Dao, even if someone discovers that there is a problem with the Kowloon Stock Exchange, it will be turned into a minor problem under the public relations of the exchange, and the minor problem will be turned into no problem.

"That means their stocks have reached the end of their rise. The Kowloon Stock Exchange has been closed for so long, and there is still some time before the rise has reached its end. Which stock do you want to buy?"

"I don't care if it's okay, I'm going to sell all the stocks today and go to other stock exchanges."

At 9:55 in the morning, a large group of people gathered outside the door of the Kowloon Stock Exchange.

"The risk of decline this month is very high. If you make money on this stock, sell it! If you lose money, keep the stock."

Lou Bancheng, who was crowded in the crowd, looked at the black and white televisions stacked in a matrix around him. The images on them were real-time monitoring of the blackboard on the floor.

The pictures on the TV sets in the second row and third column are exactly the stock price trading blackboard of Lou's "Red Star Manufacturing". In the sell column, more than a dozen selling prices are written, with the highest being 18 yuan and the lowest being 8 yuan. Nobody cares.

As for the buy column, there is not a single quote!

August 1972, 8, Friday, sunny.

"I heard that stocks on other exchanges are falling. Can I still buy this stock?"

When Zhang Heping arrived at his uncle Tang Ren's villa No. 9, he found a dozen tenants sitting on the sofa and armrests in the living room with angry faces, while stockbroker Chen Shuting, with disheveled hair and messy clothes, was huddled next to the TV cabinet. In the corner, her two male colleagues were held at the door by the bodyguards in the villa.

Hearing the word "milk butt", Zhang Heping frowned. Looking at the nervous look of the other party, Zhang Heping said helplessly:

"I told you nothing would happen to the Kowloon Stock Exchange, but you guys still don't believe me!"

As the iron gate of the Kowloon Stock Exchange opened, the crowd immediately burst into cheers.

In Hong Kong these days, there is no securities regulatory department.

Zhang Heping waved to the bodyguards on one side and asked them to take the two male colleagues out. Then without saying a word, he pulled up Chen Shuting and helped the frightened girl, whose face was scratched and bleeding, to the dining table. side.

……

Zhang Heping looked at Tang Ren, who was eating noodles at the top of the table, frowned and asked:
"Tell me! What's the matter?"

The blackboard was all sold, which made the people at the exchange strangely quiet.

"Hong Kong Island Antenna, 8 yuan 1, shares, deal!" A trader shouted loudly, which immediately attracted the attention of the audience.

Lou Bancheng, who was in the outfield, looked at the black and white TV set corresponding to the Hong Kong Island antenna. Thinking about the content of the previously secret meeting of the bosses of listed small companies, he reluctantly went to the side and took down a stock trading phone from the wall. "Hong Kong Island antenna, 10 yuan 7, shares, buy! Account number..."

As Hong Kong Antenna's stock soared, the lowest selling prices on other stock trading blackboards were wiped off one after another, indicating transactions. Soon, the exchange returned to its previous lively stock-grabbing mode.

Lou Bancheng wrote a check and asked his eldest son, Lou Wenru, to take the check to the stock company to buy Hong Kong Island Antenna stocks, and he quickly left the exchange.

According to the previous meeting agreement, the antenna on Hong Kong Island will be raised today and the next one will be raised tomorrow...

"Litterbugs, don't leave flyers!"

"Secrets of stock trading, take a look!"

"Secrets of the stock god's training, making a thousand yuan a day is not a dream!"

"Newbie's stock tutorial, you will know how to trade stocks after reading it!"

As soon as Lou Bancheng left the building, he was stuffed with leaflets in five colors: red, yellow, blue, green and white by several people handing out leaflets.

On the flyer with black letters on a white background, there was a line of big words written in the middle row, "Listed companies are committing fraud, be careful not to be fooled!"

Look at the title of this flyer again, stock tutorial for beginners!

Lou Bancheng put the flyer in front of his eyes and quickly read the small print on it. The more he read, the more shocked he became. This flyer actually taught ordinary people how to identify the authenticity of listed companies and their profitability...

Lou Bancheng read the white leaflet, then looked at the green leaflet, then the red, yellow, and blue leaflets. These leaflets actually taught ordinary people how to trade stocks and gave warnings about the risks of stock trading.

Lou Bancheng was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat and hurriedly returned to the exchange, allowing his eldest son Lou Wenru to take the opportunity to sell the stocks. -
However, he held a lot of shares and involved many company stocks, so it was difficult to sell them for a while.

What's even more terrible is that those flyers were brought into the exchange and passed among retail investors.

……

At the Far East Exchange, Zhang Heping sat to the right of Chen Shuting, who was wearing a No. 088 red vest, looking at the buying and selling prices under the words "Milk Company" on the trading blackboard in front of him.

When the leaflets in five colors were distributed to the exchange, and after the retail investors looked at them for half an hour, Zhang Heping gave an order to the two people next to him, "Sell!"

Immediately, trader No. 087 to Chen Shuting's left rushed to the trading blackboard and wrote a selling price of 66 yuan, or shares, in the selling price column under the milk company stock.

make a deal!

Then came 65 yuan, 64 yuan, 63 yuan... As Chen Shuting kept selling milk stocks, three traders in red vests finally rushed to the blackboard of the dairy company stocks and wrote down their customers' selling prices.

At this point, Zhang Heping and the others are no longer alone in driving down the milk stock price.

Chen Shuting, who had five scratches on her face, turned her head and looked to the right and asked: "Mr. Zhang, 5 shares are above 7 yuan, and there are 60 shares left. Do you want to wait a moment?"

"57 yuan, shares, sell!" Zhang Heping gave the order directly without any explanation.

Last night, those lousy housewives actually said that it was Zhang Heping’s wife Tang Xin who told them to buy milk stocks and wanted Tang Xin to lose money!
After Tang Xin came over to confront him, it turned out that it was his uncle's second concubine who bought the things that the charterer had bought.

At the end of the quarrel, Zhang Heping was too lazy to talk to them and took over all of their milk shares, including those of bodyguards, drivers, nannies, etc., at a price of 60 yuan per share, a total of 16 shares.

In the end, Zhang Heping asked the housekeepers to pay Chen Shuting 1 yuan in medical expenses.

"54 yuan, keep selling!" Zhang Heping glanced at Chen Shuting who was in a daze, frowned and said: "Pay attention, wait until the market closes, and then think about other things!"

"51 yuan, sell!"

As the milk company's stock price was suppressed to 49 yuan, the main funds began to put up 50 yuan to protect the market, and instantly took away 6 shares of Zhang Heping's milk stock worth 49 yuan, bringing the selling price back to above 50 yuan.

"Okay, it's time to settle accounts with those bastards!"

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(End of this chapter)