Our Rise Era

Chapter 11 The Age of Storms!

2007年2月16日，大盘破3000点，2000到3000仅仅花了3个月……

2007年5月9日破4000点，又是3个月……

2007年10月15日破6000点，1个多月，隔天到达中国股市的历史大顶，6124点……

The whole year of 2007!

It has been a crazy year for stock investors!
A certain stock had 42 consecutive daily limit increases, a certain stock soared from 1 yuan to 20 yuan, and a certain stock earned 30 times or 40 times.

Countless myths are popular in countless streets and alleys, and countless legends are passed on by word of mouth. Even many farmers working in the fields stare at the stocks and claim to make a fortune.

Before October 10th.

The market index approaching 6200 points is shocking the fragile hearts of countless people.

Then, countless people seemed to have lost their minds, selling their houses and cars and rushing into the stock market, dreaming of getting rich overnight, and even ushered in the craziest era of stock trading by the whole nation.

After October 10, the Chinese stock market experienced its biggest adjustment since this round of bull market. In less than a month, it fell from 16 points to 6000 points...

Within a month, panic spread throughout the entire stock market. Countless people stared at the green screen like crazy, and some people were about to jump off buildings due to their losses.

It wasn’t until November 11 that the stock market turned red again, and it rose for three or four days...

During this period, countless experts were promoting the new bull market in major media outlets, and everyone rushed in. Countless desperate people heard the experts' advice, and as if grasping a life-saving straw, they once again sold everything they had and rushed in frantically...

until……

On November 11th, the stock market collapsed completely!

On the afternoon of June 11th.

Fatty Yuan stared at the stock market and still felt a little scared.

When he was walking on the streets this afternoon, he saw countless people staring at their computers, some even smashing their desks and yelling like crazy people with emotional breakdowns.

Today the market unexpectedly fell from 4607 to 4238, a drop of nearly an astonishing 8%.

Such a huge drop is simply shocking!

At the same time, Fatty Yuan felt fortunate that he listened to Brother Zhang and withdrew all the money at the most dangerous moment!

"This round of harvest should be extremely tragic!"

sunset.

After seeing off the last customer, Zhang Yang heard a quarrel coming from the small restaurant next door.

The story goes that the husband was speculating in stocks, but his wife wouldn’t let him, and now he’s lost a lot of money. His wife exploded and said she wanted a divorce, so the husband smashed his computer…

Further away, Zhang Yang saw a store selling toys, which had a "For Sale" sign on it.

Looking at the current situation of this street, Zhang Yang sighed.

After sighing like this, he returned to the store.

The stock market is in despair, but business at [ZY Grocery Store] is very good.

We didn’t sell many bamboo crafts today, but the turnover was around 2000. Products with PRC labels, whether hammers or other items, sold very well.

Nearly 3% of the shelves are empty.

At this moment, with the money he took out from the stock market, plus the royalties and profits, Zhang Yang had about 11 yuan in cash on hand.

"Brother Zhang, are we going to go get some supplies?"

"Old Lu, bah, Old Lu, should we go get some more bamboo artworks from Teacher Lu? These things sell well..."

After Fatty Yuan finished counting the goods, he came to Zhang Yang with a notebook.

Even after moving all the bamboo art products in the [Fine Domestic Products Area] to the shelves of PRC, there are still not many products in it.

Zhang Yang stared at the empty shelves in a daze. After a few minutes, he looked into the distance again: "We have to place orders, but we have to re-select the manufacturers and partners. The purchasing power of the county is limited after all. The real big brands should go to big cities. During this period, we will focus on clearing out the stock..."

"Yeah." Fatty Yuan nodded.

Then, he followed Zhang Yang step by step outside.

He looked at the sunset, Zhang Yang stared at the sign, then looked around and closed his eyes silently.

After a few dozen seconds, he saw Zhang Yang staring at him: "Fatty!"

"Brother Zhang..."

"How much debt do you still owe?"

"I have paid back part of it. Now I still have about 160,000..."

"Oh……"

Zhang Yang returned to the store and took out a card not long after.

"I'll give you all the 7 yuan on this card, plus the store's turnover of about 5 yuan, so you can keep it for now..."

"Brother Zhang, what do you mean?"

Fatty Yuan looked at the money and felt a little uneasy.

"I have to go out and select a new partner for the [ZY] brand. It may take a few days. During this time, you should take care of this store and pay back part of the debt if necessary. By the way, please contact Mr. Lu in the evening..."

“Ah, Brother Zhang, without you, I… I can’t sell the goods, I…” Fatty Yuan suddenly became nervous.

"You have to grow up, and you have to be independent in the future..."

Zhang Yang patted Fatty Yuan on the shoulder.

Fatty Yuan looked bitter: "Brother Zhang, when are you leaving?"

"Tomorrow, let's plan some things in the store today."

"Well, Brother Zhang, this money, you..."

"I can't use it for the time being."

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after dinner.

Old man Lu limped in from the back door carrying a basket.

When he saw Zhang Yang, Old Man Lu was very excited. He put down the basket, took out some carefully made handicrafts from it, and excitedly showed them to Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang looked at some bamboo dogs, bamboo pigs, and some lifelike bamboo cars, and was amazed at how delicate Mr. Lu's craftsmanship was. After looking at Zhang Yang's expression, Mr. Lu carefully took out a long dragon from the basket.

"Mr. Zhang, this is a golden dragon I made out of bamboo... Take a look at it. What do you think? It took me a long time to make it..."

Zhang Yang lowered his head, gently took the long dragon and looked at it carefully.

Under the light.

It was a bamboo dragon that seemed to be endowed with life, its body coiling up the bamboo joints, and the finely carved dragon scales seemed to be bathed in golden waves, glittering and extremely vivid.

Its head is held high, its dragon whiskers fluttering in the air, making it look mysterious and majestic. Its eyes are slightly raised, with a hint of subtle cunning and agility. If you look closely, you will soon see that each dragon scale is a natural extension of the bamboo texture. The sculptor cleverly used the color and texture of the bamboo to make the golden dragon look lifelike...

After looking at this lifelike golden dragon, even Zhang Yang was a little stunned.

Then...

He was keenly aware that if this dragon was in the hands of another master, then...

It must be priceless!
He turned his head and looked at Old Man Lu: "This golden dragon..."

"This dragon was made by me when I had nothing to do over the years. It was just completed a few days ago. I thought I wouldn't be able to sell it for much money, so I decided to give it to you to bring some good luck to our store and bring good fortune..." Old Man Lu smiled naively.

Zhang Yang stared at the dragon for a long time, and then looked at Old Man Lu, his expression was particularly sincere and solemn: "Teacher Lu, from now on, it will be the treasure of our store..."

"This is just a little thing, just like it if you like it, just like it..."

When Old Man Lu saw Zhang Yang being so serious, he felt relieved, and then he felt flattered.

I feel inexplicably moved that a man can die for his confidant.

At this moment...

The door of the grocery store opened.

"Brother Zhang..."

"Ah."

Then Fatty Yuan walked over silently, carefully took out the black bag in his arms and handed it to Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang took the black bag and weighed it. After a moment, he stared at Old Man Lu with a smile on his face: "Teacher Lu..."

"This is……"

"Here's 10,000 yuan. It's not much, but take it first..."

"This, this, this...I..."

Old Man Lu took the black bag subconsciously. When he saw the red banknotes in the bag, his mind went blank. He was so nervous that his hands trembled and he lost his grip, and the bag almost fell to the ground.

"Your bamboo artworks are selling well these days, but our current influence is limited, and many of our products are not really well known... But I promise that in the near future, each of your artworks will have its own value. It will not only be sold in small places, but also in big cities, overseas, and exhibited in real art halls..."

Zhang Yang grabbed Old Man Lu's hand and stuffed the bag into his hand.

Old Man Lu looked at Zhang Yang's face in a trance. After a long time, his eyes were filled with tears: "I, I..."

"Take it, but Mr. Lu, you must keep a low profile these days. We are not yet powerful enough, so we must not show off our wealth. We must stay dormant. The lower the better! As long as you produce your work, if there is a story, you can tell me the story. If there is no story, then leave it to me!"

"I understand, I understand!"

"correct!"

"Boss Zhang, is there anything else..."

"Can you help me make some bamboo shelves?"

"what?"

"I have the design drawings here, Mr. Lu, can you help me look at these shelf drawings? How long will it take to make them?"

Old Man Lu took the design drawing handed over by Zhang Yang and took a look at it, then said seriously: "It may take half a month!"

"it is good!"

More than ten minutes later, Old Man Lu took the money and limped out carefully through the back door.

under night.

In the shops on both sides, quarrels over stock speculation continued.

Zhang Yang and Fatty Yuan watched Old Man Lu leave before returning to the grocery store.

"Brother Zhang, will Old Man Lu really become a master one day?" Fatty Yuan was silent for a long time, then looked at Zhang Yang and asked.

"He is a master now, but the steps and stage we built for him are too small." Zhang Yang said seriously while staring at the golden dragon whose entire structure was made of the most complicated mortise and tenon structure.

"Then in the future..."

"We'll be on top of the world!"

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the next morning.

The grocery store is open again.

When Zhang Yang was holding the list of suppliers and preparing to go out, he suddenly saw a middle-aged man walk into the store.

When he saw the middle-aged man, Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment, then he stopped instinctively and smiled.

"Hello……"

The middle-aged man nodded but did not speak. Instead, he walked into the grocery store step by step, looking closely at everything on display in the store.

Finally, his eyes fixed on the newly mounted dragon.

He was stunned.

Then, he stood in front of the dragon for a long time.
"How much does this dragon cost?"

"This dragon is the treasure of our store. We won't sell it!"

"Will you sell it for 10,000 yuan?" The middle-aged man frowned and then looked at Zhang Yang.

“I won’t sell it for even 100,000 yuan.”

"What about the two hundred thousand?"

"..."

(End of this chapter)