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Chapter 247 Assembling the Five Tiger Generals, the "Zhangjiang Gang" Takes Over the Tide of the Times!
"Attention all passengers picking up passengers, CZ1587, which flew from Changsha Huanghua International Airport to this station, has landed safely. Passengers are currently disembarking. Please wait patiently."

October 24th, Saturday, evening.

Pudong Airport.

Arrive at the public rest area in the lobby.

As the airport announcement came on, Zhang Yang, who was checking the news on his Nokia phone, glanced at the time, then put his phone away, stood up, and said, "He's here."

"I didn't expect that kid to be flying for the first time. He didn't even know he had to arrive at the airport half an hour early to wait for his flight. How interesting."

Lin Guangchang glanced at Liao Guopei, as if to say, "Is this the apprentice you chose?"

Zeng Lingshan had told Liao Guopei that his family was poor and that he had always lived in the county town. But Liao Guopei hadn't expected that the other party had never flown before and didn't even know to check the flight information in advance. He was already wondering whether such a careless kid was reliable.

"Everyone goes through this. I even got lost the first time I went to Pudong Airport."

Zhang Yang smiled faintly.

Without the support of their parents, many people's first experiences might be embarrassing, such as not knowing how to eat KFC, how to take the subway, or how to fly.

He still remembered the first time he flew to Shanghai in his previous life. He wandered around the airport alone and eventually had to ask someone for directions before he could leave the airport, feeling a little embarrassed.

"I got lost at Hongqiao Airport, that place is so huge."

Liao Guopei felt a little embarrassed when he recalled getting lost at Hongqiao Airport in Shanghai in June.

"Joker is right. Everyone has a first time. Getting lost or missing your flight is normal. Just remember it next time."

Chen Xiaoqun chimed in.

Next to Zhang Yang, Liao Guopei, Lin Guangchang, and Chen Xiaoqun, there was another person. He was 1.77 meters tall and weighed about 180 kilograms. He had a round face and was slightly chubby. He was wearing a Kobe No. 24 jersey, paired with shorts and sneakers. He looked rather casual. He was none other than Feng Weiqiang, the disciple recommended by Lin Guangchang, from Saint Huawu.

Feng Weiqiang arrived at the Caiyan.com office at noon. Since it was their first meeting, he was still a little reserved, as he hadn't expected that Zhang Yang, this big shot, would also be there.

He originally thought he was going to speculate on stocks with Lin Guangchang, but he didn't expect that Zhang Yang, Liao Guopei, and a "youngster" named Chen Xiaoqun would also be there.

About 20 minutes later, Zeng Lingshan, who was wearing a white T-shirt with printed letters, had slightly long and messy hair, and had an average appearance, recognized Liao Guopei at a glance.

Before coming to Shanghai, he specifically asked Liao Guopei for a recent photo, afraid that he wouldn't be recognized.

Zeng Lingshan didn't notice Zhang Yang and Lin Guangchang beside him, nor did he notice Chen Xiaoqun and Feng Weiqiang. His face turned slightly red, and he said awkwardly, "I'm sorry, Master Wuyingjiao, I've never been on a plane before, and I accidentally missed my flight."

"A man's first time is a bit awkward, but he'll get used to it next time," Liao Guopei comforted him, patting his shoulder.

"To be honest, you're a bit better than the Shadowless Kick, but you didn't know to wait for your flight in advance. He got lost at the airport, haha."

Lin Guangchang couldn't help but tease him.

The laughter caught Zeng Lingshan's attention. He turned to look at the source of the sound, and the white hair reminded him of a speculative investor. He immediately exclaimed excitedly, "Teacher 'Stock Trading to Support the Family'?"

"you know me?"

Lin Guangchang was somewhat surprised that someone as low-key as him could be recognized at a glance.
"I read your post on the speculative capital channel of Caiyan.com. The sentence 'Buy when divergence turns into consensus, sell when consensus turns into divergence' really impressed me. I will learn more from you in the future."

Zeng Lingshan was extremely humble.

Because his family was heavily in debt, he didn't want to live a mediocre life, and he also understood that this might be his only chance to change his fate.

Many so-called "successful people" have said that young people should be adventurous and not be afraid of debt. However, they are only half right.

To be precise, it should be: young people should explore more, accumulate as much capital as possible, and then consider starting a business or investing after gaining more experience, so as to achieve compound interest on wealth.

However, the misleading rhetoric of only telling half the story led many young people in their early twenties with limited experience to believe that it was okay to fail in their business, so they took out loans to start their own businesses. As a result, 99% of these young people failed in their businesses and ended up in debt. The ten years that should have been the most important time for them to accumulate capital were instead used to repay their loans.

Upon hearing Zeng Lingshan praise himself so highly, Lin Guangchang couldn't help but laugh out loud: "These are just some random thoughts I jotted down. Haha, I'll explain the meaning to you properly another day."

"Oh, right."

He seemed to remember something and gestured, "The founder of Caiyan.com is over there; he's far more capable than you imagine."

"You have to keep a low profile in public."

Zhang Yang responded with a faint smile.

Zeng Lingshan finally noticed Zhang Yang. When he got close to him, he vaguely saw a handsome guy who looked like Takeshi Kaneshiro. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be Zhang Yang, the founder of Caiyan.com!
"Master joker?"

"I rely on!"

Zeng Lingshan was completely unsettled; he increasingly felt that his choice was correct.

"Stock Trading to Support the Family," "Zen City Shadowless Kick," and "Joker God" are three well-known big names in the industry. If you follow these big names, you'll be eating twelve meals in three days.

“This is not the place to talk business. I have arranged to go to Dexing Restaurant. Brothers, get in the car, we’ll talk when we get there.”

Lin Guangchang greeted him.

Founded in 1878, Dexing Restaurant mainly serves noodles and also operates local Shanghai cuisine. It is known as the "King of Noodles in Shanghai" and was awarded the title of "Famous Chinese Restaurant" by the Ministry of Commerce.

On the evening of June 6, 2009, Zhang Yang, Liao Guopei, and Lin Guangchang became sworn brothers in a private room at Dexingguan.

……

When Zhang Yang and his group of six arrived at Dexing Pavilion, Shen Jun, the CEO of Oriental Fortune, finally woke up in his hospital bed.

Last night, he drank two jin (1 kg) of baijiu (Chinese liquor) and went to the toilet three or four times to induce vomiting before finally getting the information he wanted.

"President Shen is awake."

"Mr. Shen, are you alright?"

"Doctor, doctor."

Several company executives immediately surrounded them, and someone ran to find a doctor.

Shen Jun's wife, Deng Lixuan, lightly punched his thigh and said in a tearful voice, "Are you crazy? You drank so much, I thought you were going to die."

"It's all minor. I'm awake now," Shen Jun said, his face pale.

Anyone who has been in the workforce knows that being a good drinker is a skill in itself.

Shen Jun was able to build up his vast Eastern wealth through drinking, and alcohol poisoning was a common occurrence for him.

“You’re awake, but I’ve been worried about you for a whole day and night. What would happen to the child if something happened to you? He’s not even ten years old yet.”

Deng Lixuan poured out her grievances.

"Alright, let's talk about family matters when we get home." Although Shen Jun sounded weak and listless, his authority as a leader remained. Deng Lixuan stopped talking about trivial family matters and instead gave them space to discuss company matters.

"Mr. Shen, you should get some rest. We'll keep watch for you here tonight. We can talk about things when you wake up tomorrow."

He Yinan, the female vice president, was the first to express that she was one of the first veterans to start a business with Shen Jun, and definitely a core figure.

"Yes, Mr. Shen, let's rest first. We're not going anywhere tonight."

"Get some rest, Mr. Shen."

"President Shen, please take care of your health."

Others echoed.

Shen Jun waved his hand to signal for quiet, and continued, "Go back to the company and increase investment in the fund sales sector. The higher-ups are considering opening it up in October, and at that time, there will also be a securities license."

"Securities license?"

What securities license?

"A license to sell securities?"

The executives were suddenly shocked. They hadn't expected the news of Shen Jun's "drinking" back to be so explosive, it was beyond their imagination.

In China, businesses that can make big money are all listed in the criminal law. However, besides businesses listed in the criminal law, there is another type of business that can make money: businesses that require certificates.

For example, tobacco licenses. Anyone who has sold cigarettes knows how profitable they are. You basically don't have to worry about customers, and you can have a stable income all year round.

For example, other franchise certificates, such as kitchen waste treatment franchise licenses, not only have government subsidies, but also allow the waste oil to be sold. Although it requires an investment of millions to build a treatment plant, the investment can be recovered in three to five years.

"A fund sales license only requires an application, and the relevant departments will conduct a security test. As for securities sales licenses, they may be issued through an auction. We still need to explore the specifics."

Because they were all "close confidants," Shen Jun revealed the information without any reservations.

"If we're going to use an auction, how much money would we need to prepare?"

"Securities platforms are like free money; we have to get them no matter the cost!"

"Yes, with our tens of millions of daily active users, even if only 100 million people trade on our platform, based on the minimum commission of 5 yuan, we would still earn at least 500 million yuan a day. This doesn't even include the multiple transactions by individual investors."

"Wouldn't Tencent Finance be guaranteed to win?"

"Yes, Penguin Finance is backed by Tencent and has deep pockets. If it were to be auctioned off, who could beat it?"

Hearing his senior executives making discouraging remarks, Shen Jun said with a hint of exasperation, "You just need to make sure the security check goes smoothly. I'll take care of the auction funds."

Since securities sales licenses may be granted through auctions, he can only turn to capital and use capital to become capital.

Alibaba is a good choice, as is Lenovo. Foreign companies are out of the question. Shen Jun knows that the higher-ups are always wary of foreign capital, as it's easy to end up losing more than you gain.

"By the way, boss."

At this moment, Vice President He Yinan suddenly spoke up, recounting an email she had received yesterday: "Yesterday I received an email with a strange content. It said that Zhang Yang is on Fuchun Road. I wonder if someone is playing a prank."

Is there any evidence to support this claim?

Shen Jun frowned and asked.

He Yinan: "No."

"If there's no problem, then don't worry about it. It's probably just someone's prank." Shen Jun waved his hand.

Is Zhang Yang on Fuchun Road?

Why not say it's Xu Xiang?
In Shen Jun's opinion, this was complete nonsense, and he wondered which idiot came up with this prank email.

Shen Jun wasn't the only one who felt this way. Yi Zheng, the CEO of Tonghuashun, and several vice presidents also received the same email, but almost no one took it seriously because there was no evidence to prove it.

Even if there is evidence, they will doubt whether it is fake. After all, Zhang Yang is the CEO of Caiyan.com and the creator of the "joker master" IP. He is not short of money at all. How could he be "evil dealer Fuchun Road"?
Meanwhile, Cheng Hongfa, who was far away in Yanjing, was very puzzled. He hadn't received a single reply to the emails he had sent out in the past two days.

It's one thing that Xu Xiang and Ge Weidong didn't reply, but the CEOs and executives of Eastmoney, Tonghuashun, and Tencent Finance also didn't respond.

"correct!"

Suddenly, Cheng Hongfa had an idea and whispered, "We should attach a picture of the transaction statement as evidence. They must have thought it was spam." The transaction statement in Bao Xingwei's hand had already been destroyed. He had decided to take some time to go to the State Financial Regulatory Commission another day; Lin Yifei must still have a printed copy of the filing document.

However, Cheng Hongfa had no idea that he had fallen into a test of humanity.

On the day Bao Xingwei came to "question" him, Zhang Yang did not avoid Cheng Hongfa, Chen Bangde, and Chen Xiaoqun because he knew that his disguise was about to be exposed.

The "Liu, Guan, and Zhang gang" now has such a large amount of money that it has already attracted the attention of many departments. The fact that the Financial Supervisory Commission is investigating them is a typical example. There is no need to do anything more. Moreover, Chen Xiaoqun and Chen Bangde also need to clarify their identities to the other party.

As for Cheng Hongfa, Zhang Yang didn't know why the other party was hostile towards him. Considering that he was Bao Xingwei's assistant secretary, Zhang Yang didn't want to make their relationship too strained, so he didn't invite him out alone.

Of course, if Cheng Hongfa spreads the word, Zhang Yang can roughly guess who he will leak the information to. At that time, he might be able to use this incident to turn the tables on the other party.

……

As night falls, the city lights begin to illuminate the scene.

No. 529, Minfu Middle Road.

Dexing Restaurant, a century-old brand.

Inside the private room, a whole table of food had been laid out. After downing two glasses of wine, Liao Guopei called out, "Last time, Joker, Yangjia, and I became sworn brothers here. Now it's your turn, the three of you. Who wants to introduce themselves first?"

"Yes."

Lin Guangchang echoed, glanced at Zhang Yang and Liao Guopei, and then looked at Chen Xiaoqun, Zeng Lingshan and Feng Weiqiang, saying, "Back then, I originally suggested that our gang be called the Uncle Gang. Uncle, Uncle, that sounds classy."

"but!"

Suddenly, he changed the subject and joked with a smile, "In the end, we decided to call it the Liu Guan Zhang Gang, because it's a three-person startup, and they're all sworn brothers. Now that the three of you have joined, we've got the Five Tiger Generals, hahaha!"

"What a coincidence, the Five Tigers." Zhang Yang echoed, then looked at Zeng Lingshan, Feng Weiqiang, and Chen Xiaoqun and asked, "Who would like to introduce themselves first?"

Zhang Yang was familiar with them, but the others were not very familiar with each other, especially the three newly arrived "little tigers".

"I'll go first."

Chen Xiaoqun stood up straight, glanced at the five people at the table and said, "My name is Chen Xiaoqun, I'm from Yanjing, I won't say my age, but I'm the youngest, and I'm an apprentice of the great Joker."

"Oh, right." Then he remembered something and added, "I just heard my brother talking about the Five Tiger Generals. I think I look a bit like Zhao Yun, so I'll reluctantly play Zhao Yun."

"Hahaha."

"He looks a bit like Zhao Yun, haha."

"Hahaha, this is hilarious! Could they be from Tianjin? Are they performing crosstalk?"

Laughter filled the private room, and Liao Guopei laughed until his stomach hurt.

Aside from his age, Chen Xiaoqun doesn't really fit the description of Zhao Yun in any other way.

Hearing the harsh laughter, Chen Xiaoqun, with a thick skin, said somewhat narcissistically, "No, don't you guys really think I look like Zhao Yun?"

"picture!"

Feng Weiqiang, who was standing to the side, responded.

“Look, there are still people with discerning eyes…” Before Chen Xiaoqun could finish speaking, Feng Weiqiang suddenly grinned and said, “You and Zhao Yun are both men.”

"Hahaha!!!"

"Oh my god, that hurts! Haha!"

"I can't take it anymore, I'm laughing so hard I'm crying! Xiaoqun, you can call yourself Zhao Yun, but don't say you look like Zhao Yun, it's too funny, people who don't know better would think you're doing stand-up comedy!"

Since the jar was broken anyway, and Chen Xiaoqun had a thick skin, he chuckled and said, "No matter what, I, Chen Xiaoqun, am determined to be the imposing and murderous Zhao Yun!"

"What's your trading ID?" Liao Guopei asked, his smile fading.

"Let's call him Chen Xiaoqun. His main business is real-name internet access, real-name trading as speculative capital, and real-name trading in the stock market to rob the rich and help the poor!"

Chen Xiaoqun has been registered under her real name for three consecutive years.

Because of his family's connections, he's not afraid of being bothered.

He wasn't afraid of anything, whether it was local weapons or foreign threats; having connections made him reckless.

"Alright, small group passed, next one." Zhang Yang looked at Feng Weiqiang and Zeng Lingshan.

As expected, Feng Weiqiang stood up first. He took a sip of wine and said with courage, "Big brother, second brother, third brother, my name is Feng Weiqiang. I am from Nanjing, Jiangsu. My current online name is Saint Huawu. I feel that it sounds a bit bad. I thought about it last night. Since I am going to be a speculative investor, I have to learn from the giants of Wall Street. So from now on, you can call me Little Crocodile."

"Why not call it a prehistoric giant crocodile? That would be much more imposing!" Lin Guangchang asked.

Before Feng Weiqiang could speak, Liao Guopei retorted, "Prehistoric crocodile? Starving in front of the shit? Little crocodile, your third brother has ulterior motives. Besides, you're starving in front of the shit heap."

"Go to hell with your athlete's foot! You're talking nonsense! I'm talking about the history of history, not the shit of a pile of shit! Prehistoric crocodile!!"

"Okay, okay, I'm starving!!"

"A prehistoric giant crocodile!!!"

"Mmm, I'm super hungry before I poop!"

"6, let's still call it Little Crocodile." Lin Guangchang was at his wit's end. Liao Guopei's comment, "Hungry before pooping," almost made him lose his composure.

"I named myself Little Crocodile because I still have a lot to learn and am in my infancy. So I'll call myself Little Crocodile. Once I've learned a lot from the three of you, I can call myself Prehistoric Giant Crocodile." Feng Weiqiang gave Lin Guangchang plenty of face because it was the other man who brought him here.

"Okay, little crocodile, it's your turn." Zhang Yang looked at Zeng Lingshan, who was last.

Zeng Lingshan is rather introverted, and there is a hint of inferiority deep in his eyes. Perhaps it is because it is his first time in Shanghai, or perhaps it is his first time in such a luxurious private room and eating such a sumptuous meal.

He slowly stood up, and after a long while, he couldn't hold back a word, his ears turning red.

Liao Guopei, who was standing to the side, also noticed this and spoke up to create a more intimate atmosphere, saying, "As a brother whom I, the Zen City Shadowless Kick, have taken a liking to, be bold. If you're all hesitant and timid, how am I supposed to take you to find a technician in the future?"

"Exactly, exactly. Putting aside everything else, he's probably been to every nightclub in Shanghai, and gone through dozens of girlfriends, right?"

Lin Guangchang joked.

"Dozens? You underestimate me, at least 100!" Liao Guopei boasted, easing the atmosphere in the private room and giving Zeng Lingshan enough time to introduce himself.

"Don't feel pressured, we're all in the same gang. If anything happens, I'll take responsibility. You can run away without worry. I guarantee your statements will only have my name on them," Zhang Yang joked.

"call--"

Zeng Lingshan took a deep breath and said, "My name is Zeng Lingshan. I am from Hunan. My mother and teacher do not know that I am coming to Shanghai. However, I have already written a farewell letter to my mother."

"Because my father failed in his early business and owed a lot of debt, mostly to relatives, I couldn't get out of it. Even if I got into university, I couldn't afford to go. So I decided to follow Brother Foot, but I never expected to meet my family's teacher and the great Joker."

"Your father is in debt, so how did you manage to trade stocks?" Lin Guangchang asked, puzzled.

"Before he died unexpectedly from a brain hemorrhage, I often watched him trade stocks and analyze the stock market. After his death, I took over his securities account and would skip classes to trade stocks at internet cafes."

Zeng Lingshan explained.

When he said "died unexpectedly from a brain hemorrhage," a hint of inferiority flashed in his eyes, a feeling stemming from the incompleteness of his family.

"I'm sorry."

Lin Guangchang quickly apologized, as he hadn't expected Zeng Lingshan to have such a story.

"No problem, brother. From now on, follow us and we'll guarantee you'll live the high life. As for your debts, we'll pay them back double, no, ten times!"

Liao Guopei raised his voice.

He knew that family debts were the most troublesome, and if they got out of hand, they would cause chaos in the family.

As expected, Zeng Lingshan's family has been the subject of much trouble from relatives.

"Thank you, Brother Foot. Since I dropped out of school to learn stock trading from you all, my ID will be 'Retired from School to Trade Stocks,' and I hope to achieve something great." Zeng Lingshan bowed in gratitude.

"I am very sure of that!"

Liao Guopei patted his chest and guaranteed it.

"Chen Xiaoqun, Little Crocodile, and Dropout Stock Trader, I've noted them down." Zhang Yang glanced at the three, then looked at Liao Guopei and Lin Guangchang and said, "Adding Shadowless Kick and Yang Jia, they can indeed be called the Five Tiger Generals."

"Shouldn't the Liu-Guan-Zhang gang change its ways?" Lin Guangchang asked, looking at Zhang Yang.

Liao Guopei: "Shu Han Group?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yang shook his head and said his idea: "We'll take over Zhangjiang and call ourselves the Zhangjiang Gang. When we have money, we'll buy the entire Changtai Plaza."

"OK!"

"Alright, cheers to our gang!"

Liao Guopei and Lin Guangchang shouted their sales pitches.

"Same old rules, sworn brotherhood in a private room, my elder brother Liu Bei, Joker."

Zhang Yang smiled faintly and stood up.

"Second Brother Guan Yu, the Shadowless Kick of Chancheng!"

"Third brother Zhang Fei supports the family by trading stocks!"

"Fourth brother Zhao Zilong, Chen Xiaoqun!"

"You go last in line!"

"I……"

"Fourth brother Ma Chao, little crocodile!"

"Fifth brother Huang Zhong dropped out of school to trade stocks!"

"Sixth...Sixth Brother Zhao Yun, Chen Xiaoqun!"

The six men raised their glasses in unison, and then, led by Zhang Yang, Liao Guopei, and Lin Guangchang, shouted in unison: "We don't ask to lose money on the same day, month, and year, but we do ask to make money on the same day, month, and year! Cheers!!"

The drink in the glass was downed in one gulp!

After putting down their glasses, the six men looked at each other and smiled. From this moment on, the era of the "Liu, Guan and Zhang Gang" was over, and the "Zhangjiang Gang" with its five tigers would take over the tide of the times!

With the die cast, Zhang Yang looked at Zeng Lingshan and Feng Weiqiang, who were still unaware of the situation, and said, "There's something I almost forgot to tell you two: we are the evil Zhuang Fuchun Road!"

(End of this chapter)