Weihaiwei's stock exchange, even the richest people from Dunling, will sigh at how advanced and professional it is.
This place will inevitably make those who are nostalgic feel warm.
Four clocks hang on the wall, showing the local time of the four most important stock and futures exchanges in the world.
Here, there are several sophisticated giant difference machines placed, and many staff members surround these iron lumps, always recording the changing market index output from them.
Behind these people are blackboards and telegraph machines arranged in rows.
Everyone seemed extremely busy. As soon as the market opened, broken chalk heads and red or white powder were piled under the blackboard.
Frank walked into the exchange, his expression was not as relaxed as before, but instead looked extremely depressed.
He brought Liu Banxian to Krupp. He originally wanted to receive some benefits and let Krupp see his achievements. Unexpectedly, this incident became his own nightmare and scandal.
Who knew that Liu Banxian would dare to fall out with Krupp?
Not only were his men killed, but the bodyguard invited from Japan was also killed by his people.
In this case, it is not only a major grudge, but also a blood feud.
Frank is very aware of Krupp's methods, and he is by no means as kind as he appears.
On the contrary, this person's methods are the most cruel and brutal.
During some discussions, he was polite and considerate to every partner he cooperated with, never making the other party suffer or feel at a disadvantage.
But if you make him feel that he can't handle you and that you are becoming a problem, he will kill you without hesitation and there will be no room for redemption.
Krupp is such a person. When he wears a suit and tie, he is a gentleman. However, when he takes off his suit, he becomes the most terrifying villain, the murderous devil.
However, after such an incident happened, Krupp seemed to have no intention of punishing him. He just told him to continue doing things. He didn't care about anything else.
This inevitably made Frank feel uneasy again, because Krupp was not such a confused and well-meaning person.
And now that Liu Banxian has run away again and is missing, the previous attempt to defraud him of his money has become a trivial matter.
More importantly, there was no way to deceive him. When he went to withdraw the money today, he found that the date on the check had changed to three days later. Could it be that he drank too much and suffered from amnesia? Has everything gone wrong?
This wine is indeed a mistake.
"Mr. Frank, congratulations, please give my regards to Mr. Krupp."
"Congratulations?"
Frank frowned, "Congratulations for what?"
"Of course, congratulations to your company for issuing shares of three more subsidiaries."
"So that's what you said. I thought you already knew what happened to me after the disaster and came here to congratulate me." Frank seemed uninterested.
"what did you say?"
"Oh? Did I say something?"
Frank came back to his senses, "I mean, this is of course a happy thing, because Mr. Krupp has made many people make money again. He has always been like this. When he takes a bite of meat, , will never forget a friend.”
"A noble man."
"Yes, noble man."
After exchanging pleasantries with the man, Frank gathered his energy and began to prepare for today's work.
At this moment, among the people wearing the red vests unique to the stock exchange, he saw another familiar figure. But he looks out of place here.
The man was Ding Jinqun, wearing a robe and holding a paper fan.
He is not as sloppy as before. Today he has a clean face, his hair is combed meticulously, and he is holding a paper fan in his hand, just like when his family was still wealthy.
Seeing Ding Jinqun, Frank became a little happy and walked over to say hello to him.
"Mr. Jin, long time no see."
"haven't seen you for a long time?"
Ding Jinqun snorted coldly, "It's been a long time indeed. Ever since you defrauded me of all my family property, I haven't seen you once in Weihaiwei. This is obviously a small place, and I don't know what our daily schedule is." If it is different, you are not allowed to worship.
Or have you been avoiding me and not daring to meet me? "
"Mr. Kim."
"It's Ding, my surname is Ding."
"They are all the same. You know the pronunciation of us foreigners is not standard, so it is normal to pronounce it wrong. Mr. Ding, both stocks and futures are risky.
Since you are involved, you must know that there is no guaranteed profit in this world. This is the basic principle of table games. "
"Do you think I'm illiterate, or am I just here to cause trouble?"
Ding Jinqun glanced at him and said, "Whether I was deceived or I lost money, I know very well, no need to say more. And I am not here today to settle accounts with you."
"Then why are you here?" Frank became more and more interested.
There is no doubt that Ding Jinqun is a rotten scholar. Apart from teaching, writing a few couplets during the New Year and festivals, and compiling some sour poems, he does nothing else.
In fact, out of a certain scholar's reserve, he even used the abacus very poorly and often made wrong calculations.
"When you come to the exchange, of course you are here to play stocks. Could it be that you are here to play with women?"
Frank was obviously startled by Ding Jinqun's vulgar words. He took a step back and made sure that it was him and that the other party's mental state was normal. Then he continued to ask: "But do you have money?"
"Yes, not much."
Ding Jinqun took out an envelope from his sleeve and carefully took out several crumpled banknotes and even some coins of different sizes, all of which were loose money of one or two yuan.
After a pause, he said to Frank: "Mr. Frank, the neighbors know that you are a generous gentleman, an elegant philanthropist, and a polite rich man."
"What on earth do you want to say?" Frank asked impatiently.
"I mean, if you could, please lend me ten dollars."
"Ten dollars?" Frank was stunned for a moment.
"That's right, ten yuan. The issue price is one yuan. The minimum purchase price is one hundred yuan. But I only have ninety yuan, which is still ten yuan short." Ding Jinqun said calmly.
"Humph, I'm afraid this is all your savings, right?" Frank sneered.
"Well, I took out a loan shark."
Ding Jinqun nodded, "If I can't repay the two hundred yuan with interest before next week, they will kill me."
"Oh, you are a madman, for what?"
"No reason, just to make a fortune, that's all. I want to make a comeback."
"Okay, just for your obsession, I'll lend you ten yuan. Oh no, I'll give you ten yuan. You don't have to pay it back. Just treat it as a gift in return for your invitation to dinner before."
As he spoke, Frank took out ten dollars from his wallet and handed it to Ding Jinqun.
Just when Ding Jinqun's hand was about to touch the ten dollars, Frank's fingers holding the corner of the money suddenly let go, and the money fell to the ground.
Ding Jinqun glanced at him.
Frank smiled and said: "Sorry, I drank a little too much coffee this morning and my hands are shaking. And you know that we foreigners have hard knees and can't bend down to pick up money, so I'm bothering you..." By this time, people were surrounding us. The spectators watched this strange drama with relish, waiting to see Ding Jinqun's reaction.
"No trouble."
Ding Jinqun bent down expressionlessly, picked up the ten dollars, wiped it on his sleeve, and put it into the envelope.
"You have really changed, Mr. Ding."
The smile on Frank's face became brighter and brighter, and the previous unhappiness disappeared the moment Ding Jinqun bent down to pick up the money.
"In the past, you would have tossed your long sleeves angrily and left without looking back, but now you bend down to pick up the money without hesitation. What have you been through, Mr. Ding?"
"It's nothing."
Ding Jinqun's face remained calm, "Money, no matter whether it falls into the sewage, or is stepped on or rubbed by many people, it will not change its original value. Ten yuan, even if it is missing a dime, does not change its original value." There will be any losses.
Just like people, whether they are wearing suits, robes, mandarin jackets, or ragged clothes, what matters is the quality and appearance of the person, not the clothes. "
"Oh, in the past, I would have listened carefully to these long speeches of yours."
Frank sneered, "But now you are just a pauper who has to borrow ten yuan from others. I don't think what you say is convincing."
"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not."
Ding Jinqun glanced at the clock on the wall and said, "The market will open soon. No one has the patience to listen to others' reasoning here."
As soon as he finished speaking, the bell symbolizing the opening of the market rang quickly. The people who were standing here to watch the excitement dispersed, and their attention was all on the stocks, no longer paying attention to the two of them.
Of course, Frank is a professional financial player, and he will never let any incident affect his business or business, so as soon as the bell rang, he hurried over and began to pay attention to the direction of the three stocks.
Ding Jinqun calmly walked to the window and handed the pile of loose money in.
"One hundred yuan, buy Rheinland Industries."
"There's also a one-dollar handling fee."
"Handling fee?"
At this time, Ding Jinqun anxiously searched all over his body, but his whole body was cleaner than his face, and he couldn't find a penny.
"Miss, can you..."
"cannot!"
After hearing this, Ding Jinqun's face finally darkened. He no longer had the calmness before, but instead felt helpless.
The salesman glanced at him and knew that he was indeed in embarrassment. He finally sighed and said, "We are all locals from Weihaiwei. I will help you, but please don't tell others."
"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone." Ding Jinqun clasped his hands together and said gratefully.
"Oh, I don't know whether it will help you or hurt you. With one hundred dollars, you can do a lot of things, whether it's starting a small business or buying some food and stocking up, it's much better than investing in the stock market. .
For stocks, let alone one hundred yuan, even if you throw one million into it, it won’t even make a splash! "
"I know."
Ding Jinqun smiled, "But I didn't come here just to make splashes."
"Then what are you doing for? To argue for words? To have a grudge against someone?"
"The reason for being successful is just for the sake of being successful." Ding Jinqun said with a smile.
Hearing what he said, the salesman breathed a sigh of relief for some reason and handed him the written receipt.
"Well, that's it."
"Thank you."
Ding Jinqun nodded at him, turned and left.
At this time, one of the three stocks mentioned by Frank, Rheinland Industries, had opened, and the opening price was one yuan.
"Everyone, be careful, this stock is going to rise sharply today!"
One person waved the rolled-up documents in his hand, "Keep an eye on it, don't miss the opportunity to make a fortune, bosses."
"Commander Li, what you are talking about seems to be the products on sale in the vegetable market." Someone said with a smile.
"Then don't you become the aunties grabbing vegetables in the vegetable market?"
"Hey! What's the difference? They make small money, we make big money, there's no difference!"
These words caused a burst of heroic and passionate laughter.
Of course, people laughed not just because of this sentence, but mainly because the prices of the stocks in their hands had begun to increase at a rate visible to the naked eye.
Rheinland Industrial started from the small point at the beginning, and along with the salesperson's hand drawing the line on the blackboard, it gradually climbed up and gradually became a straight upward line, as if a person kept climbing up, gradually reaching the top. .
"Two yuan two, two yuan three, Mr. Frank, this stock is rising strongly. If it continues like this, not only Weihaiwei, but also the Tianjin Exchange and even the Magic City will be shaken by this."
Frank just smiled and said, "Investment is risky. Who knows what the situation of this stock is. I still suggest that everyone should close it when the situation is good."
"What, Mr. Frank, you don't have inside information?" One person winked at him.
Frank spread his hands, "The stock market is not a meeting. A few mathematicians can figure it out by sitting together. It doesn't rely on this."
“What does the stock rely on?”
"Rely on God?" Frank pointed to the sky.
This caused another round of laughter, and the players from all walks of life walked away in a happy atmosphere, returned to their seats, and continued the fierce battle.
Frank stopped laughing and found that Ding Jinqun had stood beside him at some point, silent.
After a pause, Frank broke the awkward atmosphere first, his tone was frivolous, as if he was teasing a fool.
"Mr. Ding, you really bought it, which one?"
Ding Jinqun's expression remained normal, "It's the one you are discussing, Rheinland Industries."
"I see."
The smile on Frank's face suddenly became more intriguing, "Are you betting the coffin money for your retirement?"
"More than that, I'm risking my whole life, risking my life, and by the way, I'm also risking the money for tomorrow's meal."
"That's pathetic," Frank smiled. "In this case, wouldn't the money for drinking at night be gone?"
"If the stock goes up a little tomorrow, everything will be there, and I've stopped drinking."
"You just didn't drink today."
As he spoke, Frank took out a coin from his pocket and threw it on the ground, "Here, this dollar is for you to eat, and the rest is enough to buy wine."
This time Ding Jinqun ignored him and just turned around and walked out.
After walking a few steps, under Frank's gaze, he suddenly turned back and said seriously: "See you tomorrow."
Frank was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter. (End of chapter)
