Shadow of Chinese Entertainment

Chapter 41 Wind Blows Eggshells

On July 7, it was a rare sunny day in Beijing.

The sky was clear and blue, as if washed by water, and the sunlight poured down unreservedly, warm and cozy.

Hu Xiaobei finished the last lap of his morning exercise along the green football field. A few beads of sweat hung on his forehead, quietly sliding down his cheeks and dripping onto the track.

Instead of going directly to the cafeteria as usual, he strode out of the school gate and walked straight to the newsstand on the street.

In front of the newsstand, he tapped the counter with his fingers, quickly picked out seven or eight newspapers, paid, and walked back.

As soon as you step into the cafeteria, the aroma of steaming meat buns and sauerkraut buns rushes into your nose, instantly arousing the appetite in your stomach.

All I can say is, these little bastards are destined for death.

In the blink of an eye, Hu Xiaobei was already carrying a large plate of free breakfast and found an empty seat to sit down.

He first picked up the soy milk cup, brought it to his lips and took a sip. The warm liquid slid down his throat and warmed his spleen and stomach.

Then I grabbed a meat bun and ate it in two or three bites. The soft and elastic dough and the fresh and fragrant meat filling instantly "exploded" on the tip of my tongue, and the gravy overflowed, rich and mellow.

Before the taste fades away, take another bite of the sauerkraut bun. The sour and spicy taste "charge" together, activating every taste bud and filling the entire mouth.

Okay, okay, this is the taste of life without any technology.

He chewed and quickly browsed the newspaper.

Five of the newspapers published his first media interview in Beijing yesterday in prominent space and with eye-catching headlines.

He looks calm in the photo, and the interview content is recorded in detail, as if announcing his "debut" to everyone.

Among them, it is inevitable to mention that Hu Xiaobei has already written two books himself.

Great, this free advertising is a must.

It was worth it that he waited so long before he started to formally accept interviews from Beijing media.

Quickly browsing through the pages of the newspaper, Hu Xiaobei suddenly discovered a surprise.

Yes, Qisheng, I, Hu Xiaobei, have discovered the key point.

It was clearly written on the newspaper: Tencent was listed on the main board of the Hong Kong Stock Exchange on June 2004, 6, with an issue price of HK$16. The stock price fell below the issue price less than a month after the launch.

It’s really God’s will that I should post something, so I have to post it.

He was originally thinking about buying pig farm stocks at this time, but was it too late?

Unexpectedly, not long after that, other money-making opportunities came to me.

Hu Xiaobei had read a lot of online articles about how to make money through time travel and reincarnation.

Real estate speculation and stock buying are the most common ways, as well as sports betting and so on, but he is not familiar with these things.

The next thing is buying coins. If you buy a little, it’s okay, but if you buy too much, it’s a way to death.

What stocks are promising?

It’s very simple, just remember the big brands that appear in your daily life.

If you buy it, you probably won’t lose money.

Tencent’s stock has only been listed for less than a month, so it’s definitely a must-buy.

I have the impression that this stock has increased three or four hundred times. Of course, the cycle is a bit long.

But it doesn’t matter, I, Hu Xiaobei, am willing to wait.

Hu Xiaobei silently calculated his funds. The money left by his grandmother was basically spent on replacing all his equipment during this period.

As for the top scorer in the college entrance examination, his total income was 73 yuan. He spent 15 yuan to buy back the old house, leaving 58 yuan.

Uh...the truth is, the balance is still a few hundred short of 58.

Well, I have a lot of RMB, so I can fight.

Hu Xiaobei wasn't in a rush to buy stocks. He simply devoured a steamed bun and sipped soy milk. Then, he dove into his books, fingertips tracing the pages, following his usual learning process, studying each line and sentence. The words seemed to come alive, dancing before his eyes.

The sunlight squeezed in through the window and moved to the top of my head unknowingly, and in a blink of an eye it was lunch time.

He put the books back in their places one by one, raised his hand to brush off the dust on the books, raised his chin and grinned at the librarian as a greeting, and then strode towards the cafeteria.
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The air in the afternoon was like sticky hot slurry, very stuffy.

Hu Xiaobei walked confidently and briskly on the busy Fuchengmenwai Street in Xicheng District.

This street is clustered with financial institutions. Looking up, you can see buildings standing shoulder to shoulder, with glass curtain walls reflecting the dazzling sunlight, making people squint.

But the business atmosphere and the wealth flowing through the streets directly attract people to go in.

The streets are crowded with traffic, and the sounds of horns and engines fill my ears.

Hu Xiaobei was eager for his future investment portfolio and was determined to finalize the purchase of Tencent shares that day.

After all, this is a wealth opportunity that cannot be missed.

Various financial giants and securities firms are hidden in the high-rise buildings that line the streets.

He was determined in his goal and walked briskly towards the branch of CITIC Securities, a leading domestic securities firm, as if he was familiar with the route.

This brokerage firm is strong, has a branch in Hong Kong, and its cross-border business is also booming.

As he stepped through the shiny glass door, a cool breeze hit him in the face, instantly blowing away the sticky heat all over his body and calming his nervous and excited mood.

I raised my hand and touched the shiny glass door handle. I pushed it gently, and a cool breeze with a faint smell of disinfectant hit me in the face, instantly blowing away the sticky heat all over my body.

The business hall is bright and spacious, with a noisy atmosphere, inquiries and answers, and the sound of keyboards typing. It is very lively, and his "chess game of wealth" is about to make a key move here.

Hu Xiaobei fixed his eyes on the service desk and walked quickly through the crowd, his heels tapping the ground.

When he arrived at the front desk, he cleared his throat and explained his purpose. As soon as he finished speaking, the account manager came up to him with a smile on his face, gestured with his hand, and enthusiastically led him to the VIP room.

Inside the house, the aroma of tea lingered around the tip of the nose. The large screen on the wall flashed the real-time quotes of Hong Kong stocks, with the numbers alternating between red and green, which was quite dazzling.

The account manager pulled over a chair, sat down, leaned forward, pointed at the documents with his fingertips, and explained the transaction rules and risk warnings in detail in a steady and clear voice.

After speaking, he stood up and stood in front of the operating table, his hands moving flexibly between the keyboard and mouse, demonstrating the operation.

Hu Xiaobei stared at the screen, sometimes frowning in thought, sometimes nodding slightly.

Finally, he solemnly picked up the pen, clenched his fingers, touched the paper, and purchased 3.5 shares of Tencent at a price of HK$150000 per share.

The moment the finger put down the signature, it seemed as if a gamble involving wealth was finalized.

Hu Xiaobei breathed a sigh of relief and his gaze slowly shifted to the bustling street outside the window.

He folded his hands and slowly leaned back in his chair, silently calculating the deal in his mind.

This time, 3.5 lots of Tencent shares were purchased at a price of HK$1500 per share, which cost 1.06 yuan based on today's exchange rate of 556500.

Adding the brokerage commission of 1670 yuan and miscellaneous fees such as transfer fees of 7950 yuan, the total cost was 566120 yuan to purchase 150000 shares of Tencent stock.

As the saying goes: When the wind blows away the eggshell, the money goes away and the people are at peace.

Hu Xiaobei estimated the balance and found that there was 13142 yuan left.

Although he didn't have to spend any money on food, drink, and toileting at the Beijing Film Academy, he couldn't squander anymore.

Fortunately, the return on this investment is amazing enough, so it can be regarded as a guaranteed investment for myself.

Hu Xiaobei walked out of the business hall with brisk steps. In an instant, he was enveloped by the stuffy hot air. Without the coolness of the air conditioner, his cheeks suddenly became hot.

He stood on the street and rubbed his forehead with his hand. He was about to hail a taxi back to Beijing Film Academy, but then he changed his mind and turned to walk towards Fuchengmenwai Station.

While waiting for the bus, he inhaled some car exhaust from time to time. He frowned, and when the bus arrived, he squeezed onto the No. 686 bus with the crowd.

The car started up shakily, the engine humming. He held on to the handrail, his body swaying left and right with the bumps, his eyes looking at the street scenes passing by outside the window, silent.

(End of this chapter)