Financial freedom starts from graduation

Chapter 421: Eye-Opening "Trading Market"

Guo Bing, who was somewhat doubting about his life, walked back to the bar with Zhou Wang in a daze and sat down. The girl with a grand makeup quickly stood up and extended her hand to Zhou Wang.

"Hello, Mr. Zhou. My name is Qiu Yao."

"Hello."

Zhou Wang nodded towards the woman with a warm smile, but did not shake hands with her. He just sat down by himself.

Although Qiu Yao was ignored, she kept smiling. She just held Guo Bing's hand again and whispered something in Guo Bing's ear.

Guo Bing's eyes lit up, "Really?"

"Of course, you already called me sister, how could I lie to you?"

Qiu Yao blinked.

Guo Bing's mood immediately improved, but he seemed a little embarrassed when he heard Qiu Yao's words. However, he took a quick glance and saw that Zhou Wang had no expression, so he felt relieved.

Zhou Wang had a blank expression on his face, but he was complaining in his heart. During this short period of contact, he had already felt that Guo Bing was being controlled by this girl named Qiu Yao!
Guo Bing was apparently a little depressed just now, but I don’t know what Qiu Yao said to him, but she actually coaxed him into peace in an instant.

This was not a good sign in Zhou Wang's opinion.

However, as one knows only the warmth or coldness of the water after drinking it, Zhou Wang would not interfere with Guo Bing's choice at this time.

I think this woman named Qiu Yao knows some sense of propriety. Even if she doesn’t know, it doesn’t matter... Zhou Wang believes that Brother Guo will take action.

"Mr. Zhou, what would you like to drink?"

"Rum and Coke, with more ice."

In response to Xiao Ai's question, Zhou Wang said something casually, then turned to look curiously at the live horse racing broadcast on the big screen.

“Where is the horse racing broadcast here held?”

"Port City."

Qiu Yao smiled and said, "Our club has in-depth cooperation with the Happy Valley Racecourse in Hong Kong, so everyone calls this place the 'Horse Racing Club'. Mr. Zhou, are you interested in buying a few tickets to try it out?"

“I don’t really find this kind of activity fun.”

Zhou Wang shook his head.

"You don't have to bet on horses. There are many services available here. If you are interested in raising horses, you can also choose from here. There will be someone at the horse farm to help you take care of it. If you go to Hong Kong later, you can go and see your favorite horse in person."

Qiu Yao paused for a moment and then explained, "Through the recommendation of our club, this is also a relatively quick way to join the Hong Kong City Jockey Club. Mr. Zhou, you should know what the Hong Kong City Jockey Club is like. Many billionaires cannot get in..."

After listening for a while, Zhou Wang understood. He guessed that the reason why many members were interested in this was because of this unique referral channel.

Then Zhou Wang flipped through the manual that Qiu Yao had brought from the bar. It was mainly about some introductory knowledge about raising horses in the Jockey Club. After all, for the wealthy people in mainland China, this hobby is still relatively niche.

After looking through it, Zhou Wang was a little surprised. Is raising horses so expensive?
Just purchasing a horse would cost hundreds of thousands, and could even go up to tens of millions.

In addition, there are costs such as transportation, insurance and quarantine. If you add the fees of trainers and jockeys, as well as the rental and management fees of stables, etc., the annual expenses will be over a million.

It's even more outrageous than the cost of owning a multi-million dollar supercar.

However, since it is an ongoing expense, Zhou Wang would not feel too much pressure if he really wanted to spend this money.

But it is unnecessary.

Firstly, he was not very interested in this matter, and secondly, he did not need to integrate into the Hong Kong Jockey Club's circle. Even if he really wanted to integrate, he would definitely do it in his own way, rather than through this kind of painstaking climb.

So Zhou Wang just took a quick look at it and got a basic understanding of the relevant knowledge about horse breeding. He threw the booklet aside after considering it as a chance to broaden his horizons.

"Mr. Zhou, would you and Mr. Guo like to go to our trading market and take a look?"

"Trading market?"

Zhou Wang was stunned.

"It's also on this floor of the club. It's also a place that the club members like to go to. There, you should be able to see a lot of unexpected trading items. If you and Mr. Guo are interested..."

"Then go have a look."

Since it was impossible to fit in here anyway, Zhou Wang immediately stood up and said.

Guo Bing naturally had no objection, and under the guidance of Qiu Yao, the two left the Jockey Club, walked through a corridor with a cigar room and private meeting rooms on both sides, and then passed through a secret door and re-entered a spacious hall.

Although it is a hall, the lighting here is designed with alternating light and dark, a bit like the Ambré Cie restaurant that Zhou Wang visited in Hangzhou. If you are a little far away, you can't even see other people's faces. On both sides, there are some semi-open booths with very hidden views.

The entire hall was arranged like a cafe, with waiters carrying trays walking around. On each table was a tablet with a lit screen, which looked like it was used to take orders.

On the small stage in the corner, a girl was playing the violin. Amid the melodious music, one could see about 10 to 20 people sitting sparsely in the hall. Although most of the seats were still vacant, there were indeed more people than at the horse racing club just now.

You have to know that it is almost midnight. For the Club in Building 9, where most members are middle-aged and elderly, it is a rare thing to have so many members gathered in this public area at this time.

In addition, there was a special place here that caught Zhou Wang's attention.

In the other corner opposite the hall and the small stage, there is a corridor entrance with the words "VIP Channel" written on it. There are security guards standing at the door, but no one knows where it leads to.

“Is this a place where people gather for a midnight snack?”

Zhou Wang knew that there must be some mystery behind the place in front of him, but he still smiled and joked.

"The midnight snacks here are really good. They are all made with fresh ingredients and freshly prepared by the chef. The flavors range from the south to the north, from domestic to foreign. There is almost everything you can imagine. You two can try them."

Qiu Yao cooperated with a smile, then took two masks from the waiter standing at the door and handed them to Zhou Wang and Guo Bing.

Seeing that both of them were looking at her in surprise, Qiu Yao smiled and explained, "Generally, members who come here will choose to wear masks, which may be more convenient."

"no need."

Zhou Wang was too lazy to explore the deeper meaning of this, but thought that it might be to protect privacy, so to be cautious, he clicked on the booths on both sides.

"But please arrange a booth for us."

"Ok."

Qiu Yao immediately took the two of them to a booth located at the corner, which should have the best view in the entire hall. From here, not only can one overlook the entire venue, but it also happens to be facing the small stage. Next to it is the corridor marked "VIP Channel".

Zhou Wang was actually a little confused. If privacy was to be guaranteed, why not just design it as a closed private room instead of using this semi-open booth?

After sitting down with Guo Bing's arm around her, Qiu Yao waved to the waiter and asked him to hand the menu to Zhou Wang.

Zhou Wang opened it and took a look. It was just as Qiu Yao said. Even though it was a midnight snack, the variety of dishes was still exaggerated. The eight major Chinese cuisines were all available, and each cuisine had more than a dozen dishes to choose from, not to mention the simple Western food. From appetizers to desserts, there were more than five or six choices of each.

"For the appetizer, I'd like to have Hokkaido sea urchin with caviar and cucumber jelly, and black truffle cream mushroom soup. For the main course, I'd like to have a Kobe steak. For dessert, I'd like to have a bottle of Dom Perignon from the P3 vintage." Zhou Wang took a casual look and made his choice without any hesitation.

The main reason was that Western food was faster, and he was very hungry after two or three hours of physical exercise.

As for Guo Bing, he didn't even look at it. After Zhou Wang finished clicking, he just said, "+2."

"You are a hassle-free kid."

Zhou Wang glanced at Guo Bing with amusement.

"Anyway, Yaoyao said that everything here is delicious, so doesn't that mean everything is the same?"

Guo Bing smiled indifferently, then looked at Qiu Yao curiously, "Are you sure this is not a restaurant? No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like the 'trading market' you mentioned."

At this time, Qiu Yao picked up the tablet on the table, entered the password to unlock it, and placed it in front of Zhou Wang and Guo Bing.

"Look, the trading market is right here."

Zhou Wang had already realized that this tablet was not used for ordering food, because almost all the guests sitting in the hall were browsing the tablet. Obviously, there must be something on it that attracted their attention.

Zhou Wang looked down and saw that the screen on the tablet looked a bit like Haidilao's ordering system. Various products with pictures could be seen, and there was also a navigation bar on the left that was divided into categories.

But the first few so-called "commodities" that came into his sight made Zhou Wang's eyelids jump.

“A luxurious private island near Bawah Reserve, Indonesia, with an area of ​​8.2 acres, priced at RMB 4800 million.”

“Membership of the Yacht Club de Monaco is for sale. Price: RMB 300 million.”

"Southern Song Dynasty Longquan kiln, green glaze folded edge string pattern bottle, price: negotiable."

……

Islands, club memberships, and antiques...

Just the few "trading items" listed on the homepage made Zhou Wang unable to help but complain in his heart.

No, you call this a commodity?

His eyes fixed on the green-glazed antique vase that looked extremely exquisite in the picture, Zhou Wang clicked on the details page to take a look.

He doesn't know much about these things, but is this definitely not a cultural relic?
If it is a cultural relic, then it is illegal to circulate it like this, right?

"Mr. Zhou, are you interested in antiques? You have a good eye. This green-glazed vase with folded-edge string patterns produced by the official kiln of the Southern Song Dynasty is a popular trading item recently. Many members have expressed their willingness to buy it, but the seller's asking price may be a bit high, so the deal has not been completed yet..."

Qiu Yao smiled and said something at the right time.

Zhou Wang did not comment, nor did he question whether it was legal. He would not buy anything anyway. However, after discovering that the items bought and sold in this so-called "trading market" were not ordinary objects, Zhou Wang directly picked up the Pad and browsed it with interest.

I have to say that the "goods" here are indeed dazzling and the classification is detailed enough.

Antiques, island estates, membership (immigration), luxury cars and mansions, luxury watches and bags, airplanes and yachts, customized mobile phones...

All the rare commodities circulated among the so-called luxury class can be found on this small tablet.

Most have a clear price, but some are marked "negotiable".

The club is equivalent to providing an intermediary platform, and the boss behind the scenes uses his own reputation as a guarantee to ensure the rights and interests of both parties in every transaction.

"This platform was not built by our boss alone, but was endorsed by the bosses of several high-end clubs in Pengcheng, Gangcheng, Macao, and even Malaysia and Singapore, in order to dispel the doubts of all member customers."

Qiu Yao smiled and said, "So, Mr. Zhou, if you and Mr. Guo really have something you like, don't worry about its authenticity, and don't bother to show up. Just sit here and you can easily complete the transaction. The club will charge a handling fee based on the different membership levels."

You should also get a share of this handling fee, right?

Zhou Wang glanced at her and could feel that Qiu Yao still wanted to get the two of them to buy something.

He didn't know how the specific salaries of these female public relations who specialized in one-on-one companionship were calculated, but it was obvious that they should be directly linked to the clients they served.

However, Zhou Wang did not expose her, but just turned his attention back to the tablet.

Because at this time, Zhou Wang suddenly discovered a very interesting "classification".

The name of this category is "Celebrity Pets".

But this is clearly no ordinary pet.

When Zhou Wang clicked on that category, he immediately saw a screen full of little wild cats and big dogs. Zhou Wang’s eyelids jumped, and when Guo Bing wanted to come over curiously, he quickly slid his finger to “X” that category.

"Uncle, what good stuff do you have? Can you show it to me?"

Guo Bing became anxious before he could even read the contents clearly.

"Don't do this, kid. Your dad won't approve."

Zhou Wang said this seriously, and after Guo Bing retracted his head in disappointment, Qiu Yao smiled with her hand covering her mouth.

She obviously realized which category Zhou Wang clicked on. In fact, let alone Zhou Wang, weren't they also shocked when they first came into contact with it?
Among them there are even some idols that Qiu Yao once loved...

"Is there anything Mr. Zhou wants to buy?"

However, Qiu Yao did not forget her sales task at this time. It happened that Zhou Wang's female companion was not around. If she could make the deal, the high commission would be hers alone.

"Yes, yes, but..."

Zhou Wang was tapping his fingers and was about to say something when some noisy sounds suddenly came from the corridor marked "VIP Channel" on the side.

"Lao Qi, it's not that I won't help you this time, but your credit limit is already overdrawn. You should fill the hole first!"

Zhou Wang turned around in surprise and saw a middle-aged man with an impatient look, half-carried out of the corridor by the security guards. The person who was talking was another man who looked like a manager, following behind him.

"Manager Chen, we have been friends for a long time. Can't you be flexible? Just let me go again, just once. I have a feeling that I will be able to turn things around this time..."

The middle-aged man, dressed in a suit and tie and looking quite respectable, resisted and turned around to plead.

Zhou Wang was a little surprised because the middle-aged man called "Lao Qi" had a very obvious Yunnan accent in his not very standard Mandarin, and seemed to be his fellow villager.

"What is this VIP channel used for?"

But Zhou Wang didn't know the other person, so he just took a glance and then looked away. Driven by curiosity, he took the opportunity to ask Qiu Yao who was standing next to him.

Qiu Yao glanced at the man who was begging with a slightly disdainful look, and then said softly:
"There, directly to Australia Island..."

(End of this chapter)