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Rebirth capital madman - Chapter 54

Published at 17th of March 2022 07:35:24 PM


Chapter 54

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Many legends have emerged in Xiangjiang stock market. Li Fuzhao, who founded the Far East Exchange, naturally ranks among them. Xiang Zhiqiu, who is in front of Gao Xian, is also one, but he is not rich enough to spend a lot of money to build his own private luxury house "Genesis", so as to achieve a more eye-catching degree.

Xiang Zhiqiu is indeed an expert in the stock market. When talking with Gao Xian, every sentence is inseparable from key information.

You know, at this stage of Xiangjiang stock market, there is no computer disk mechanism. The stock brokers in the trading hall quote prices on the blackboard. Sometimes the noise is similar to that of the vegetable market; Investors outside the trading hall have no big screen to see, let alone various auxiliary analysis tools for this chart and that rate.

In this case, the ability of investors to tap Intelligence almost plays a decisive role in thinking of heaven and hell.

On the other hand, Gao Xian and the data center under the service department of the Far East Exchange under his leadership are bound to be more and more "low weight" like the position of Chinese detective in Xiangjiang police at this stage.

What is more dramatic is that, just as when the British set up the Chinese detective, they did not expect that it would never end. The founders of the Far East Exchange, Li Fuzhao and Wang Qiming, asked Gao Xian to set up and lead the data center, they would not expect that Gao Xian would therefore play an increasingly important role in the hearts of stock brokers.

Xiang Zhiqiu complimented: "the article published by director Gao in the Ming Pao Evening News published on Saturday is really insightful and enlightening."

"Mr. Xiang is flattered." Gao Xian said modestly, "there is no insight, that is, my family's words on the current situation and Prospect of the development of Xiangjiang textile industry."

"The words of director Gao's family are getting more and more approval and will soon become widely known." Xiang Zhiqiu said solemnly: "I have read director Gao's article more than ten times these two days. I can't help thinking that the first listed company of the Far East Association will come from the textile field?"

Gao Xian glanced at Xiang Zhiqiu and said faintly, "Mr. Xiang should ask chairman Li for confirmation of this problem."

Xiang Zhiqiu hit a ha ha, "take the liberty, it's me."

At this time, Zhuo Fengnan, deputy director of the data center, walked over with dissatisfaction, stood beside Xiang Zhiqiu and complained directly: "Director Gao, why do you require the turnover today, especially in the textile sector, to be reported every hour? Originally, the turnover at the closing of the market was an approximate number, which could not be completely accurate until the next day; now you require such a high frequency of statistics. Isn't it useless to let everyone suffer?"

Gao Xian's face sank and said, "just think I'm a new official. If anyone doesn't finish his work, I'll burn him to ashes!"

He felt that he had come to ask for orders for the people, so he became Zhuo Fengnan with awe inspiring righteousness. Unexpectedly, Gao Xian's working style was so overbearing that he immediately blushed and wanted to find a crack in the ground.

Xiang Zhiqiu, who was next to him, suddenly became excited. He ignored how one side could not get down in the battle drama of the office in front of him. He quickly interrupted and asked, "director Gao, will you broadcast the trading volume of textile stocks every hour today?"

Gao Xian's face became as fast as turning a book, and immediately replied with the spring breeze, "our job is to provide reference data for members. Because some members proposed to list the trading volume of textile stocks separately, I tried to do so."

"Well..." Xiang Zhiqiu was as anxious as burning a monkey's ass, "director Gao, I won't bother. I'll go back to the trading hall first."

Looking at Xiang Zhiqiu's back as he trotted away, Gao Xian smiled, then glanced at Zhuo Fengnan, who was still stunned on the spot, and faintly left a sentence, "deputy director Zhuo, you have a lot of work today. Aren't you busy?" then he turned his back and went back to the office first.

……

The publicity effect of the "goldfish tank" outside the trading hall of the Far East Exchange is amazing.

Through the glass wall, in the trading hall, the brokers' every move and even the stock price written on the blackboard can be seen at a glance. At once, the professional and almost mysterious stocks are brought to the general public, which is no longer out of reach.

Now, there are at least a dozen people watching in front of the "goldfish tank" every day, and from time to time, more people block the aisle.

Today is Monday. On the first trading day of this week, many people came to watch in front of the "goldfish tank".

Suddenly, the crowd burst into laughter and talked:

"Look, the broker went too fast and fell a dog to grab shit!"

"You said, did he know which stock was going to rise in price, so he became so anxious?"

"Who knows... By the way, have you heard that the share price of Nanlian industry seems to be rising."

"How did I hear that stocks linked to the textile industry are going to rise?"

"What is the share price of Nanlian industry now?"

"When Nanlian industry was listed last November, its share price was one yuan, rising and falling in the middle. Now it should be able to buy it for one yuan and five."

"You're talking in your sleep! Look at the blackboard over there. Does it say that the share price of Nanlian industry is one yuan and seven?"

……

In the midst of the noise, a loud voice came, "gentlemen, excuse me, let's go."

The people who were excited by "wealth" followed their prestige and were immediately fascinated by "color". Someone involuntarily shouted, "big star Liang Xin!"

The approachable Liang Xin waved again and again and exclaimed, "unexpectedly, there are so many people!"

Someone took the opportunity to chat up and said, "Miss Liang, are you here to buy stocks, too?"

"Yes." Liang Xin nodded kindly. "A friend recommended that the share price of Nanlian industry will rise..."

The assistant nearby quickly interrupted, "Miss Liang, you shouldn't say this here."

Liang Xin, who woke up, quickly stopped the topic and said apologetically, "gentlemen, my time is tight. Can you lend me a light and let me pass?"

Looking at Liang Xin's beautiful shadow, people began a new round of discussion.

……

After receiving Liang Xin's face-to-face entrustment, Gao Xian put on the waistcoat of the unique color of the market member and came to the trading hall with great strides.

After communicating with the seat of Xiangji Securities for a while, Gao Xian went straight to the blackboard and wrote down an offer that was ugly and had become the trend of Gao's font logo, "Nanlian industry, 1 yuan, 8, 10000 shares."

Xiang Zhi asked to see this situation and quickly added 5000 shares.

The atmosphere in the trading hall suddenly became warm again.




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