Starting with a fully invested A-share portfolio to become a capital...

Chapter 173 The trend of A-shares is clear; the guy who jumped off a building squeezes out the Liu, Guan, and Zhang gang.
After quickly tidying up his work at the company, Zhang Yang drove his Mercedes-Benz S600 out of the underground parking lot in Changtai and headed straight for his home in the Zhangjiang Talent Apartment.

Because the license plate had been registered, there were no obstacles to entering the residential area.

After parking his car, he took the elevator to his apartment building and arrived at the entrance of his apartment.

Zhang Yang opened the apartment door...

"Boom boom boom——"

The sound of evenly chopping vegetables could be heard coming from the kitchen.

Looking at the women's high heels and work shoes on the shoe rack, as well as the clothes hanging on the balcony, he already knew who was in the kitchen.

Seemingly hearing the door open, He Jing, wearing a blue plaid skirt and a low bun, poked half her body out of the kitchen, holding a gleaming silver kitchen knife in her hand.

"came back?"

Zhang Yang recognized He Jing and teased, "You've taken over someone else's place?"

When he went to the United States on the 19th, the apartment suite was relatively simple. Now, there are not only green plants and decorative murals, but also a few cozy plush toys on the living room sofa.

"Renting in Shanghai is so expensive, I'll just take advantage of your place." He Jing casually made up an excuse, her tone even carrying a hint of coquetry.

Huaxia Fund's Shanghai office is located on Binjiang Avenue, about 15 kilometers from Zhangjiang Talent Apartment. During rush hour, if traffic congestion is included in the commute time, it takes about 30 minutes to drive to the company.

Based on this distance, apartments generally cost between 2000 and 3000 yuan, while single rooms cost around 800 yuan.

Zhang Yang didn't expose the other person's intentions, but instead changed into his own slippers and asked, "Do you need any help?"

"It's almost done."

While He Jing refused, she suddenly changed the subject and said, "However, it would be even better if you could go and buy a bottle of wine."

"no problem."

Zhang Yang agreed.

There's a convenience store in the neighborhood, just a few hundred meters away. They have a pretty good selection of alcohol, including red wine, white wine, and beer.

After Zhang Yang left the apartment to go downstairs to the supermarket to buy wine, He Jing returned to the kitchen and quickly chopped potatoes on the cutting board.

After slicing the potatoes into thin slices, she took out the beef that had been soaked in water for half an hour. Soaking the beef not only removes blood and impurities but also makes the meat more tender.

He Jing placed the beef on the cutting board and skillfully sliced ​​it into thin slices. Then she put it on a plate, added soy sauce, and repeatedly rubbed it to infuse the flavor. Considering that Zhang Yang was from eastern Guangdong and preferred a lighter diet, she only used half a green and red chili pepper.

While waiting for the beef to marinate, she picked up a tomato that had been soaked in hot water, peeled and chopped it, then took out three eggs from the refrigerator, cracked them into an empty bowl, and skillfully beat them and set them aside for later use.

"pat-"

He Jing lit the fire, added oil to the pot, stir-fried the tomatoes until they released their juices, then added a large bowl of water, salt, and chicken bouillon for seasoning.

After the tomato soup boils, thicken it with cornstarch slurry, then pour in the beaten eggs in a swirling motion to ensure the eggs form a fluffy texture. Finally, add chopped green onions and cilantro, and a delicious pot of tomato and egg soup is ready to serve.

After washing the pot to remove the odor, she combined the beef and potatoes, then added the prepared chili peppers and garlic, and stir-fried a beef and potato dish.

Because she didn't come from a wealthy family and didn't have a life where everything was done for her, He Jing also learned excellent cooking skills from her mother.

When Zhang Yang returned, she had already prepared three dishes and a soup, all of them home-style dishes.

Smelling the aroma of the food, Zhang Yang praised, "I never knew you were such a good cook."

"I only order home-style dishes."

He Jing took off her apron and said modestly.

Zhang Yang placed the beer, champagne, and red wine on the table and asked, "What kind of wine should we pair with this meal?"

Champagne?

He Jing asked tentatively.

"Then let's have champagne."

As Zhang Yang responded, he deftly opened the champagne bottle cap, revealing the cork inside.

He held the cork and slowly rotated the bottom of the bottle, causing the gas inside the wine to continuously impact the cork.

"Whoo-"

The gas is released, making a "sighing" sound, which means that the bottle of wine has been "activated" and can be enjoyed.

Zhang Yang poured two glasses of wine, placing one in front of He Jing.

He Jing picked up her wine glass and smiled, "I wish you a safe return home."

"Thank you."

"clang--"

The two clinked glasses and took a small sip.

"Let's eat first. The beef won't taste good when it's cold; we have to eat it while it's hot."

He Jing spoke up to remind her.

Hot dishes are called hot dishes because they can only bring out their deliciousness when they are hot, especially when they are fresh out of the pot, which is when they have the perfect combination of color, aroma and taste.

"I'm gonna start now."

Zhang Yang picked up a piece of beef, paired it with potato chunks, and put it in his mouth.

Thinly sliced ​​beef will make it more tender, and paired with the aroma of potatoes, it's an extremely simple yet challenging home-style dish.

He could tell from this one dish that He Jing cooked often.

"The heat is just right."

Zhang Yang praised.

"If you like it, I'll make it for you every day," He Jing said half-jokingly.

As soon as she finished speaking, she added, "Consider it payment for your rent."

"I can't ask for it."

Zhang Yang responded with a smile.

The two chatted while eating, and He Jing asked many questions about America.

For example, isn't the United States very chaotic?

Secondly, is the United States very open?

She had never been to the United States, but had only learned about the country online and had a general idea of ​​how prosperous New York was.

When asked about the chaos and openness of the United States, Zhang Yang gave a straightforward answer: it is very chaotic and extremely open.

"clang--"

"cheers."

"cheers."

The two clinked glasses and drank again.

Setting down her wine glass, He Jing looked at Zhang Yang, who was picking up food, and said, "I have something to tell you. Yesterday, Huaxia Fund held a departmental team building activity, and Wang Yawei said that there might be irregularities in the use of credit funds."

"Did you borrow money to invest in stocks?"

Zhang Yang asked calmly.

He Jing shook her head: "I don't know. He said that the monetary policy meeting in June was a hint from above to banks to control credit."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yang thought about it carefully. The second quarterly meeting of the Monetary Policy Committee of the People's Bank of China did mention "optimizing the credit structure." At the time, he interpreted it as the higher authorities wanting to support agriculture, rural areas, and farmers, as well as small and medium-sized enterprises, making the statement a macro-level statement. He didn't expect it to be a reminder to other banks.

After sorting out his thoughts, he said, "If the news is true, this round of price increases should be due to the addition of credit funds."

"Is there foam?"

"There's definitely a bubble, but since it was discovered so early, it won't be too big. We'll see when it bursts."

Upon hearing the word "pierce," He Jing thought of something else and said:

"Wang Yawei missed out on the July market rally. He said he thought the dish of vinegar was Guilin Sanjin, but it wasn't. Now we don't know if the dish of vinegar he was referring to was China Construction or the ChiNext."

"Make dumplings with vinegar."

Zhang Yang murmured.

The ChiNext board was only established at the end of October. He clearly remembered from his past life that the A-share market crashed in August or September. Combined with the information He Jing had gathered, the truth was about to be revealed.

"It seems that dish of vinegar is a product of Chinese architecture."

"Why are you so sure?"

As soon as Zhang Yang finished speaking, He Jing couldn't wait to ask, a hint of curiosity flashing in her eyes.

Although the two were living together, Zhang Yang did not intend to tell anyone about his secret as a reborn person. After sorting out his thoughts, he asked, "Do you remember in May, Huijin Company issued an announcement saying that it would increase its holdings of A-shares of the four major banks in the next 12 months?"

"It seems that this did happen."

He Jing thought for a moment and said.

Which sectors have seen the biggest gains recently?

"Index weighting?"

"To be precise, it's a bank."

"You mean that in the past two months, government funds have been leading the way in boosting the index?"

"In two months, the index rose from 2400 points to 3370 points. This can only be done with state funds. Think about why they would manipulate the index."

Zhang Yang guides thinking.

After a brief analysis, He Jing came to her conclusion: "Is it to hype up the market? I've heard that there have been a lot of new stock accounts opened in the last two months, at least a hundred thousand."

"Yes."

Zhang Yang nodded, also admitting his mistake, saying, "Back in June, I also thought that the government's funds were used to prop up the market for small and medium-sized stocks like Guilin Sanjin, Wanma Cable, and You'an Shares. But the emergence of Huaguo Construction really does seem like the key ingredient in that dish of vinegar."

"That means……"

He Jing also understood and replied, "Before Huaguo Construction went public, the A-share market was safe. Even if the authorities knew that credit funds had illegally entered the market, they did not choose to liquidate them immediately in order to ensure its smooth listing."

"That should be it."

Zhang Yang nodded slightly.

"Does that mean the A-share market is about to collapse?" He Jing suddenly became excited. She hadn't used the 5 million yuan she had raised yet, and maybe she could buy at the bottom.

"A deep correction is inevitable. This bull market has risen too much, and the main force behind it is state funds, which also need to realize profits."

Zhang Yang expressed his opinion.

Many novice retail investors believe that government funds, as market-stabilizing funds, will not leave the A-share market once they enter. This is actually wrong, and very wrong.

Government funds do indeed support the market, and during stock market crashes, they are among the first to rush to the front lines to support individual investors and institutions, thus propping up the entire market.

However, once the stock market stabilizes, these funds will gradually be withdrawn.

In addition to stabilizing the market, when the authorities feel that the A-share market is too hot and there is a bubble, they will also use their holdings to suppress the momentum.

If retail investors want to succeed in the A-share market, they must consider the intentions of speculative capital, institutional investors, and government funds, and try to predict their strategies.

"Deep pullback".

He Jing silently made a note of it.

She didn't ask Zhang Yang for specific figures. As the top student in investment at Shanghai University of Finance and Economics, second only to Zhang Yang, she also had her own trading model.

To profit in the stock market, you must figure out your own arbitrage strategy.

Some people are suited to limit-up trading, some are suited to day trading, and some are suited to holding a single stock. If you only imitate other people's trading strategies, you will eventually lose your own thinking.

"How's your fund going?" Zhang Yang asked, putting down his chopsticks.

"5 million yuan has been invested and is now in the closed-end accumulation phase. If the A-share market experiences a deep correction in this round, I might be able to buy at the bottom."

"Still a real estate theme?"

"And bonds."

"It's a good mix, resistant to both drought and flood." Zhang Yang had just finished speaking when he added, "There might be another wave of market activity in October, and the logic is the same as the last two months."

"For the sake of the Growth Enterprise Market?"

He Jing inquired.

“That’s right.” Zhang Yang nodded and explained, “The government’s funds to boost the index are not just for show; they are all for a specific purpose.”

"I've got it." He Jing nodded, then suddenly remembered what Tao Yuang had told her and added, "By the way, Senior Brother Tao Yuang said he'd like to have a meal with you, and we can decide the time."

"He asked me to have dinner?"

Zhang Yang was somewhat puzzled, unsure why Tao Yuang wanted to see him.

The last time the two collaborated was a few months ago. At that time, he needed to accumulate capital quickly and thought of producing market research reports. Coincidentally, Tao Yuang needed market research reports for his promotion. The two hit it off and agreed to plagiarize four of Zhang Yang's research reports for 40,000 yuan per month.

However, as Tao Yuang was promoted and formed his own research team, he chose to distance himself from Zhang Yang to avoid the matter being exposed.

Now they're coming to our door again?

What do you mean?
What new changes have occurred?

He Jing thought for a moment and guessed, "After the team building yesterday, he suddenly came to me and said he hoped to get together with you to have a chat. Also, at yesterday's dinner, Manager Lin from Huaxia Fund criticized him in public, saying that his fund's rate of return was too low."

"I see."

Zhang Yang suddenly realized.

Because the yield is low, and they want to take the shortcut...

Do not!
To be precise, it's not a shortcut, but rather his remedial measures against taking shortcuts.

Just like lying, one lie needs to be covered up with another. Once one lie is exposed, all the lies will have nowhere to hide.

"So, how about we meet?"

He Jing pressed for an answer.

Zhang Yang smiled and replied, "Don't rush to see him. The longer we delay, the more anxious he will become, and the lower his standards will be."

Upon hearing the words, "The more anxious he is, the lower his bottom line will be," He Jing glanced at Zhang Yang and couldn't help but retort, "That sounds like you're forcing a good person into prostitution."

He may not necessarily be a good person.

Zhang Yang smiled.

Tao Yuang bet on "medical-themed funds," and with the H1N1 flu raging, he should have made a fortune. However, he ended up asking for help, which suggests that there must have been some transfer of benefits involved, causing him to miss out on this market opportunity.

The reason they're contacting Zhang Yang now is simply to try and fix things after the fact.

……

The next day, September 7th.

The sun was shining brightly and there were no clouds in the sky.

China Asset Management Co., Ltd.

Since the rate of return has stopped increasing, Tao Yuang has become much more low-key. He even replaced his favorite crocodile leather shoes, which he thought could show his personality, with ordinary leather shoes.

He had been thinking a lot these past two days. If Zhang Yang couldn't help him out of his current predicament, he could only pin his hopes on his female boss.

To this end, he even posted online, asking how to improve the flexibility of his tongue.

Good morning, Manager Tao.

"Brother Tao."

As Tao Yuang walked into the building, people greeted him from time to time.

Just then, a man in his thirties called out to him, "Manager Tao, General Manager Ou wants to see you in his office."

"Coming so soon?"

Tao Yuang hesitated for a moment, then replied, "I understand."

"Hurry up, you know Mr. Ou, he's notorious for... well, you know."

The man deliberately lowered his voice when he said those words.

The "General Manager Ou" they were referring to is Ou Guiyan, a veteran figure at China Asset Management and the deputy general manager of its Shanghai branch.

Because she focused solely on her career when she was young, Ou Guiyan rejected all men. When she wanted to get married at forty, she discovered a fatal problem: the men she liked didn't like her back.

She earns a million a year now, so it's not unreasonable for her to ask for a man to earn 50 a year, right?
Logically speaking, this isn't unreasonable; in fact, it could be considered backwards compatible. However, the reality is that those earning 50 yuan a year are mostly white-collar elites. Why wouldn't they find a young and beautiful girlfriend?

However, Ou Guiyan looked down on those with an annual salary of less than 50 yuan, feeling that they were not good enough for her, the golden phoenix.

As the deadline dragged on, she was approaching 50 years old, and even with a salary increase of 30 yuan per year, she was no longer in demand.

In the past two years, she has come to a realization: since the normal way doesn't work, she will try another way and has started to frequently hint at her male subordinates.

According to information Tao Yuang obtained, she had improper relationships with at least three fund managers.

Recently, Ou Guiyan learned that the fund managed by Tao Yuang had stagnated. She was well aware of the shady dealings involved and frequently pressured him to increase the rate of return.

"call--"

Tao Yuang took a deep breath, mentally prepared himself, and resolutely went to Ou Guiyan's office.

……

And at the same time.

the other side.

Jianggan District, Hangzhou.

Qianjiang International Times Square.

The moment Liu Hua returned to Hongyue Investment, Sun Yiheng came to his office and explained what had happened that evening.

After recounting the entire story verbatim, Sun Yiheng added, "I checked online, and Fuchun Road has a terrible reputation. Many people now suspect that it's your front man, Mr. Liu."

"Zhang Yang has been making quite a stir lately, just like Sun Wukong from 'Journey to the West'," Liu Hua whispered.

Should we issue a denial?

Sun Yiheng inquired.

This concerns Liu Hua's reputation, which is why he came to seek his opinion.

Although Zhang Yang and Liu Hua had a certain relationship and were even "tea buddies," compared to Liu Hua's importance in Sun Yiheng's heart, Zhang Yang still had to take a backseat, since the two had known each other for decades.

"No need. Not only will we not deny the rumors, but we will also confirm that Fuchun Road is indeed mine."

Liu Hua made a startling statement.

"???"

Sun Yiheng was instantly stunned.

He had met people with the surname Jiang who claimed to be descendants of Jiang Ziya, and he had also met people with the surname Zhu who claimed to be the illegitimate son of Zhu Yuanzhang.

Whether they are descendants of Jiang Ziya or illegitimate sons of Zhu Yuanzhang, they all want to use historical figures to glorify themselves.

But what about Fuchun Road?
Is this gold?
This is clearly a pile of shit.

Once Liu Hua puts on this disguise as Fuchun Road, she'll definitely be bombarded with criticism from stock market investors.

Seemingly afraid that Liu Hua was unaware of how infamous Fuchun Road was, Sun Yiheng spoke up again: "President Liu, you need to think this through. Fuchun Road has offended quite a few speculative investors with its actions in the stock market. Calling it a rat crossing the street wouldn't be an exaggeration. If they admit to being your front man, even Hongyue Investment's business might plummet."

"It's not that serious."

Liu Hua shook his head and retorted, "Fuchun Road has a bad reputation in the stock market, but that won't affect our margin trading business. The only things that could cause our business to plummet are problems with our own reputation or the higher-ups opening up financing channels."

In his view, loan sharks have a bad reputation, right? Yet people still keep borrowing from them.

The same applies to off-exchange margin trading. As long as it doesn't involve fundamental issues of capital, retail investors who want to leverage their investments will still come to Hongyue Investment.

Seeing that Liu Hua had made up her mind, Sun Yiheng asked the question that had been bothering him: "Why are we helping Zhang Yang like this?"

"The favors you've accumulated might come in handy in the future," Liu Hua said, keeping everyone in suspense.

To judge whether a person has value, you need to look at their present and their future.

Zhang Yang is such a capable young man. He went from being a poor kid three months ago to becoming the founder of Caiyan.com and even chatting with Buffett and Ma Yun. Liu Hua naturally wants to hold onto this promising talent.

Of course.

And the most crucial point.

That is, Liu Hua was unsure whether Zhang Yang's existing information was fabricated. According to the information he investigated, Zhang Yang was just an ordinary young man from a county town in eastern Guangdong Province.

But this young man actually knew Xu Yan'an and Ma Yun, which made Liu Hua suspect that Zhang Yang might have fabricated his personal information and actually had another identity. This situation was not uncommon among the children of the institute.

Admitting that she was from Fuchun Road would not only deepen her relationship with Zhang Yang, but also further enhance Hongyue Investment's reputation, so Liu Hua didn't find it inappropriate.

Seeing Liu Hua's response, Sun Yiheng could only nod slightly and say, "Then shall I release the news?"

"I don't worry about your work."

Liu Hua nodded.

As a key figure in Hongyue Group and a confidant of Liu Hua, Sun Yiheng would not go against Liu Hua's will.

The moment he returned to his office, he pretended to have discovered a shocking secret and called Sun Guodong, hoping to use this opportunity to spread the news.

……

Zhangjiang, the capital of Shanghai.

Changtai Plaza, Block A.

Financial Research Network office space.

Zhang Yang got up early and arrived at the company at 8:15 a.m.

However, as soon as he entered, he saw a familiar figure.

"boss Zhang."

Good morning, Mr. Zhang.

The two receptionists quickly greeted them.

Upon hearing the words "General Manager Zhang," Zhang Zetian, who had a pure and innocent appearance and was wearing a letter T-shirt and wide-leg jeans, turned around and quickly greeted him, "Good morning, Brother Zhang Yang."

"Why are you here?"

Zhang Yang was stunned.

Upon hearing this, the two receptionists exchanged a knowing glance, as if they had discovered some earth-shattering secret.

"Because it's summer vacation, my aunt told me to learn more from you."

Zhang Zetian moved out of the backstage area.

Her aunt is He Qiaonv from Oriental Landscape. Zhang Yang had a few words with her at the last Zhejiang businessmen's dinner.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yang immediately invited, "Let's talk in my office."

"Okay, Brother Zhang Yang."

Zhang Zetian followed closely behind Zhang Yang.

This was her first time visiting Caiyan.com, and also her first time seeing an elevator that went directly to the company's office floor. It was truly an eye-opening experience for her.

Upon arriving at the office, Zhang Yang poured Zhang Zetian a glass of water and then said, "If you're looking for a summer job, why don't you go and learn from General Manager He?"

"I'm quite interested in the internet, so my aunt thought..."

(I believe it is me, I believe in tomorrow)
(I believe youth has no horizon)
Before Zhang Zetian could finish speaking, the Nokia phone in Zhang Yang's pocket rang.

"Excuse me."

"It's okay, you can answer the phone first."

Zhang Zetian picked up the paper cup filled with water and took a small sip.

Zhang Yang took out his phone and saw that the contact name was He Qiaonv. He joked, "Your aunt is really timely, calling me right on time."

"She cares about me a lot."

Zhang Zetian responded.

Zhang Yang nodded and pressed the answer button, saying, "Hello, Mr. He."

"Mr. Zhang, how have you been? I hope I haven't bothered you?" He Qiaonv maintained a polite tone.

"No, no, I just got to the company, and I haven't even turned on my computer yet, haha."

Zhang Yang laughed heartily.

"I heard from others that your plan to have dinner with the stock market guru caused your website's user base to skyrocket. Congratulations in advance, haha."

"Not at all, not at all, I was just showing off my limited skills before an expert."

"Mr. Zhang, don't be modest. I admire your smooth talk for getting Alibaba to invest 5000 million. Ma Yun is notoriously stingy."

"you flatter me."

After a series of modest remarks, Zhang Yang inquired about the purpose of the call: "I wonder if there's anything I can do for you, Mr. He, calling me so early?"

"Then I'll just say it directly?"

"Just tell me."

"It's like this, Mr. Zhang. Xiao Zhang said she likes the internet. I thought about it and then I thought of your financial research website. So, do you think you could arrange for her to stay and work for you? You don't need to pay her a salary; you can just use her as free labor."

"..."

Zhang Yang fell silent.

Free labor?
Even if you say it's free, he can't actually use the other party for free.

However, since He Qiaonv had personally intervened, Zhang Yang couldn't refuse to give her face, so he nodded and said, "I'll have to think about how to arrange a job for her."

“The hardest and most tiring work is fine. She’s at the age where she needs to learn, so she can’t be allowed to indulge in pleasure.” He Qiaonv left no room for compromise.

"Okay, I'll take a look."

Zhang Yang agreed.

"Then I'll leave it to you, Mr. Zhang. I'll treat you to dinner later, haha."

"OK."

"Then I'll hang up now, so I won't disturb your work any longer, Mr. Zhang."

"Ok, bye."

"Bye-Bye."

The two hung up the phone.

In the cramped office space, Zhang Zetian overheard the conversation. She was looking at Zhang Yang with pitiful eyes, as if to say, "Don't assign such strenuous work."

Considering He Qiaonv's relationship with him, Zhang Yang asked, "Which department do you want to go to? Do you have any hobbies?"

"I like to draw."

Zhang Zetian said.

After careful consideration, Zhang Yang said, "If you want to do drawing, how about this: you go to the user experience department. Your daily work will involve experiencing the various functions of the financial research website, writing feedback articles, and submitting them. It won't be too hard."

Are there any positions closer to you?

Zhang Zetian seemed dissatisfied.

"assistant?"

Zhang Yang asked tentatively.

“Sure, I’d like to give it a try,” Zhang Zetian replied readily.

"My assistant needs to have information integration skills. Here's what you do: you compile a document for me based on today's capital market and macroeconomic situation. If it's satisfactory, I'll consider it further."

Zhang Yang set up a test.

“Okay, where is my workstation?” Zhang Zetian asked eagerly.

She came to Caiyan.com not only because she was interested in the internet, but also because she was interested in being flamboyant and wanted to know what it was like for young people to be bosses.

"I'll take you."

After saying this, Zhang Yang walked out.

Because of his connections, he didn't send Zhang Zetian to the regular staff area, but instead found an empty private office and notified the logistics department staff to come and install office equipment.

The computer was installed quickly, and a green plant was placed on the desktop.

"Alright, this office is yours now. If you have any questions, feel free to contact me or ask any other senior executives."

"Okay, Brother Zhang Yang."

Zhang Yang didn't care about the form of address. He turned around and went back to his office, where he organized all the news and information since the 18th.

He departed for the United States on the afternoon of the 18th, and including the transit time, the flight took a full 21 hours, finally arriving in New York on the 19th.

Between the 18th and the 27th, he didn't systematically organize the news; he only skimmed through it. This is fatal for an investor.

"The value added of industrial enterprises above the designated size increased by 7.0% year-on-year from January to June, with a 10.7% increase in June alone, the highest since October 2008, confirming the 'V-shaped' rebound of the industrial economy and strengthening market confidence in the economic fundamentals."

"Urban fixed asset investment increased by 33.5% year-on-year from January to June, with real estate investment growth rebounding from less than 1% at the beginning of the year to 11.6%. Infrastructure and real estate investment have become the core drivers of economic growth, and have also boosted demand for upstream resources such as steel, cement, coal and construction machinery, leading to improved performance expectations for related sectors."

"Long-term funds such as social security funds and insurance funds held positions in the second quarter of 2009..."

"joker!"

"Are you free, Joker?"

Zhang Yang was halfway through organizing when Liao Guopei impatiently walked into the office.

"what happened?"

Zhang Yang had to stop typing.

"Since the 20th, the guy who jumped off the building has been saying that I am from Fuchun Road. Yesterday, when he heard that I had returned to China, he even called me in the middle of the night."

Just as Liao Guopei finished speaking, Lin Guangchang, who was standing at the door, shook his head and said, "That guy also sent me a message, asking if the Shadowless Kick is on Fuchun Road, saying he wants to join our gang."

"To be precise, it's about teamwork!"

Zhang Yang corrected him.

"Yes, the team," Lin Guangchang said with a smile.

"What do you think of Joker? If the guy who jumped off the building exposes this, it might implicate you. I really shouldn't have gone to New York."

Liao Guopei felt some regret.

However, meeting Warren Buffett is every investor's dream, and they didn't have many concerns at the time. Now, thinking about it carefully, Liao Guopei really shouldn't have shown up.

"Let me see what he has to say." Zhang Yang didn't panic, but instead tried to find a solution.

Liao Guopei took out his phone, quickly opened QQ, then opened the chat window of the guy who jumped off the building, and handed it to Zhang Yang, saying, "Hey, that guy has a really foul mouth."

Zhang Yang took it and examined it…

[Jumping Bro]: Don't play dead, Shadowless Kick. I know you're back in China. Either let me join you, or I'll spread the word.

[Jumping-off-building guy]: Damn it, say something!
[Jumping-off-building guy]: If you don't reply to my messages, the consequences can be very serious!
[Jumping Bro]: I know you and Zhang Yang, there must be some earth-shattering secret about making a living through stock trading, or maybe the three of you are the ones on Fuchun Road and don't want your identities exposed, so you let me join.

Looking at the message, Zhang Yang frowned slightly and handed the phone back to Liao Guopei, saying, "Why is he so insistent on joining us?"

"Maybe it's M? Wants to be scolded by shareholders," Liao Guopei guessed.

Want to make quick money?

Lin Guangchang blurted it out.

"Quick money!"

Zhang Yang grasped the key point and exclaimed in a flash of inspiration, "That's right, he wants to make quick money!"

"and then?"

Liao Guopei and Lin Guangchang spoke in unison.

Before Zhang Yang could speak, Lin Guangchang added, "Should we let him join our gang?"

This time, Zhang Yang did not correct him, but analyzed: "He wants to make quick money. Perhaps we can take advantage of his desire to make quick money and teach him a lesson. We can even pin the blame for Fuchun Road on him."

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