Future Stamps and Coins Diary

Chapter 8 The First Pot of Gold
October 10th finally arrived as scheduled. Lu Feng stayed up almost all night and couldn't sleep at all. Several times he almost couldn't help but rush to the nearby Internet cafe.

However, he slowly adjusted his mentality and kept reminding himself.

This kind of situation may happen countless times in the future.

We must learn to keep a normal mind. As what is said in the diary, there are many people who can make a fortune when the market is favorable, but those who can truly gain a foothold in the market are always those who make a fortune quietly.

Despite this, he was still a full half hour earlier than usual.

And the moment he stepped into the market, a short figure rushed over.

"Fuck it, Brother Feng. I'm not a human being. I don't listen to you!" Huang Doudou beat his chest and stamped his feet in front of the counter.

"Bean, what happened?" Lu Feng thought something big had happened.

"Four hundred now, Brother Feng. Four hundred now! Damn it, I didn't listen to you and only bought three sets."

After three and a half years in the industry, Huang Doudou, who was secretly called the number one air-stepping king, is now regretting his decision.

"Didn't you ask Boss Jiang for an advance? Why did you buy three sets?" Lu Feng was puzzled.

Huang Doudou blushed and hesitated for a while before saying, "It is true that we advanced 2,500 yuan, but our boss said it couldn't be as high as 300 yuan. Besides, I also think..."

He stopped talking halfway and slammed his hands on the counter.

"Anyway, Brother Feng, I have finally taken off the title of Sky King. From now on, you are my big brother, my dear big brother!"

"It's really my honor!" Lu Feng pretended to be angry and sneered a few times. Only then did he realize it and got goose bumps all over his body: "How much did you say just now?"

"Four hundred, brother, four hundred!" Huang Doudou stretched out his right hand and showed four fingers, muttering: "I didn't expect that our CEO Jiang would miss out this time. He said you are a genius and he will find time to treat you to a meal."

Lu Feng didn't hear what he said clearly. His head was buzzing. He quickly opened the counter and computer, clicked on the familiar favorites, and logged into his account.

The title "Today's Latest Prices of Eight-Penny Coins" is bold and red as always.

The content inside became: "Selling price: 430 yuan, purchase price: 400 yuan, confirmed and valid, can be delivered in major markets across the country."

It seems that the team behind it is finally officially ready to ship the product.

Through his diary, Lv Feng had already learned a lot of trading techniques, and announcing the purchase and sale prices every day like this meant that someone was trying to "fix" the price. There would definitely be further price increases later, but the increase would not be too large in a short period of time.

At this time, some people who are familiar with the routine will often follow the trend and can't help but take a gamble to make this last profit.

When the market price becomes volatile, most of the trading teams will be able to successfully sell off part of their inventory and make a lot of profit.

If the price can be kept stable, it would be even better, which means the foundation is solid enough.

Many varieties are made in this way step by step.

"Confirmed, 1400 units. Delivery at the original market stall." Lu Feng originally wanted to clear out all of them, but in the end he reluctantly left behind fifty units.

No one would believe that half a year later, in April 07, the bankruptcy of New Century Financial Corporation in the United States triggered a series of consequences, and finally the global financial crisis broke out in 4, which also affected the country.

Therefore, the prices of many varieties will fall to varying degrees in the future.

However, after the crisis, there will be another big market trend at the end of 08.

Lu Feng kept a little, not for future market conditions, but as a commemoration.

Next to him, Huang Doudou's eyes widened as he watched Lu Feng press the confirmation button.

"1400 sets? Brother Feng, don't tell me these are all yours?"

What is 1400*400 equal to?

Huang Doudou's whole face turned extremely red.

Seeing that the other party quickly replied with the word "confirmed", Lu Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

56 yuan, minus the 52 yuan in savings from his family and himself, plus the yuan he owed to his two bosses, he made a total of yuan in just half a month.

What a magical market situation this is.

"Yes. Before Mr. Lu and his group's batch of goods, I asked my family for some money privately and bought a thousand sets."

When Huang Doudou heard Lu Feng’s answer, she burst into tears.

He wiped his tears and sobbed, "What's wrong with your head? Oh my God, why are my parents so disappointing?"

Five hundred thousand was the limit of what they could imagine for these kids from the countryside.

This means that they can return to the village in glory, build a big house, buy an enviable car, or even marry a woman with improved genes.

He had imagined this scene countless times in the past three and a half years, but it was easily realized by Lu Feng. This kind of dimensionality reduction attack was driving him crazy.

"Brother, I'm happy for you, really! You've proved to me that rural kids like us who have no money, no background, and nothing can also make it big."

Seeing his dead look, Lu Feng couldn't help but kick him on the butt.

"Come on, betel nut and cigarettes have infinite power. Even if there is a market, it has nothing to do with you!"

Huang Doudou burst into laughter and said, "Damn it, I'm quitting. I'm quitting everything. From today on, if I smoke one more cigarette or chew one more nut, I'll be raised by my mother."

He viciously pulled out a pack of Double Happiness cigarettes and threw it into the trash can next to him.

Lu Feng took a glance and confirmed that there was nothing inside, only a lighter.

"I want to save money, I want to stand out, I want to get rich overnight..." He raised his hands high.

Lu Feng didn't have time to care about him. The buyer had already called and asked him to get things ready as soon as possible. They would soon send someone to do the transaction.

He hurried to the custody office, moved out the three large boxes, and pulled them back to the stall in a rickshaw.

Seeing this scene, people from many stalls nearby had already gathered around.

"Wow, this guy made a killing this time."

"Old Six. You were able to hide it for so long. I thought it was all gone when it was a hundred dollars."

"Damn it, Boss Lu lost face this time. He thought he could trick this kid, but he got pecked in the eye by an eagle instead."

"There are more than 400 sets. Even if he earns 350 yuan per set, it is still more than 100,000 yuan, which is enough for him to work for 10 to 8 years."

On the counter, Lu Feng opened the boxes directly and moved the contents of the three boxes out one by one.

The crowd that had gathered suddenly went crazy.

"No, why are there so many? How can there be only over 400 sets?"

"At least thousands!"

"Brother, your information is out of date. The total number is 20 sets, of which more than were bought for yuan." The owner of the stall next door also joined the crowd and revealed new information.

"More than a thousand sets?" an exclamation was heard.

"You bought it for twenty dollars?"

"Doesn't that mean it has increased twenty times?"

"Isn't that right? Damn it, I've been doing this for more than ten years and I've never been so lucky." The boss next door was full of envy.

As small merchants, the profit from Lu Feng's single order is enough for them to make in one or two years. More importantly, the cost is low enough!

After a while, a young man wearing a short T-shirt and short jeans came to the stall with two younger brothers.

"Lü Feng, right?" He was carrying a laptop bag and wearing sunglasses.

Lu Feng looked at the guy in front of him who was at least 1.9 meters tall. He knew from his accent that he was from Shandong. He quickly extended his hand and said, "Mr. Li confirmed by Yichen?"

The man in his early thirties took off his sunglasses and shook hands with Lu Feng.

"Let's order the goods." The tall young man said simply and directly.

After a while, the three of them finished verifying the eight series of 1,400 cents coins.

In fact, it is just a count. Not to mention that there has never been a fake in the market over the years since the conjoined banknotes were issued, just the texture alone, an expert can tell the real from the fake at a glance.

"One thousand four hundred sets. Five hundred and sixty thousand. Please give me a card number." The tall young man stood up, and the other two had already started packing with sealing tape.

Upon hearing this real number, the onlookers were deeply moved, and soon the news spread throughout the entire market.

Lu Feng took a deep breath and took out the bank card he had prepared for many days from his canvas bag containing thirty-eight yuan.

"Lv Feng, this is my account, the card was opened at the branch across the street."

"OK, wait a minute!"

A few minutes later, when the sound of a text message rang, Lu Feng's heart finally settled down.

"It's a pleasure working with you. I hope we'll meet again." When the tall young man left, he suddenly gave Lu Feng an incomprehensible look.

Before Lu Feng could react, Huang Doudou, who was standing beside him, had already rushed over and insisted on seeing the transfer text message.

(End of this chapter)