Chapter Eighty-Nine: Everyone Is a Hero
Nervous, I walked into the government conference hall at 2:43 a.m.
At this point, there were only seventeen minutes left before the stock closed at three o'clock.
"You're back, you've done it!" Everyone in the room looked at us in a very different way, it was the joy of being reborn.
I didn't talk nonsense, I came to the computer and watched the A shares go above.
fell by 7 percent, and more than 1,000 stocks were all at the position of the fall limit.
But soon, several stocks led by Ah * Dad and Rattan * Group were instantly opened, and they were moving rapidly towards the red route.
"Stocks in the Internet sector fell from 8% to 1%, as well as real estate, new energy, and electrical appliances, all of which are close to turning red!" shouted some wealthy people, unspeakably excited.
I didn't know much about stocks, so I frowned and asked, "Xi Lao, if it turns popular, can this crisis be resolved?"
Xi Wannian paused, shook his head with a long sigh and said: "If it is just a turn of popularity, it can only be said that we have delayed the time for the outbreak of the crisis, whether we can win this battle depends on the trend of the next few trading days!"
Hua Zicheng also walked out and nodded: "That's right, we have done a lot of research before, these overseas hot money is to sell the A-share market short by leverage, if our market falls by less than three percent, many people will blow up, there is no chance to survive, if it turns red, it can only be said that it is a tie, but if the market can rise by more than five percent, their short selling funds will also be liquidated, only then can the crisis be completely lifted, and even, let them fall into a situation of failure!"
"Hehe, twelve billionaires joined forces to save the market, but it only made the market fall from 7% to 0.5% now, and the rest of the chips have been used up, if you want the market to rise to 5% in just ten minutes, unless there is a god in this world, it is a fool's dream!" Bai Rulong sneered.
He is not alarmist, and it is true, and it is not enough to rely on the bailout statements issued by 12 billionaires.
I looked at the time, there were only eleven minutes left, what should I do?
At this moment, a series of panicked footsteps suddenly sounded outside the door, and the twelve rich men I rescued rushed here.
"Mr. Ye, we have tried our best, our assets, the company's old employees have bought stocks, but the A-share market has been scarred during this time, and the time is too short to return to the sky!" said the president of A* Group.
I was glued to the computer screen, and the direction of the market was crawling slowly at a turtle speed, and from this rate, it was difficult to win the battle.
The atmosphere in the conference room was solemn, and everyone was waiting for a miracle.
I walked to the window and saw that at the door of the government building, countless reporters were waiting to enter, but they were stopped by the armed police outside the door.
I realized something, and suddenly turned to everyone and said: "No, you didn't do your best, what we lack now is not money, but faith, a kind of national crisis, unity of faith, President Wang, your son, has a good influence, Chairman Li, your company is a search software linked to the media, Mr. Ma, there are dozens of corresponding businesses in the upstream and downstream of your company, call immediately, and publish a message through Weibo, WeChat and other social software!"
"That's right, to let everyone see hope in a short period of time, and it can only be promoted through the media, using Internet celebrities, celebrities, bosses in various industries, and big names with social influence to boost confidence, but ...... What does the news say?" the rich man asked.
I looked at the five-star red flag hanging high outside the window, and said categorically: "Let's just say, this era needs heroes!"
In the next second, everyone in the conference room was busy, making calls, posting Weibo, and contacting various cooperative businesses non-stop.
At the same time, the authorities broke the kettle and issued an announcement to cut the tax on stock transactions by half.
This piece of news will reduce hundreds of billions of tax revenues every year, but at the time of the crisis, these losses are nothing.
There were ten minutes left, and when that was done, the room was silent, but after a minute, something magical happened.
Mr. Wang's son's Weibo, the Weibo of major celebrities, has received tens of thousands of messages from netizens in a short period of time, and countless forwards and likes have been received.
TV, radio, online media, celebrities from all walks of life, gentlemen and celebrities with social influence have come forward.
Everyone is sending the same tweet, the picture is a screenshot of their stock purchase, and the text is just a few simple words: This era needs heroes.
It takes years to hatch a conspiracy, but it only takes a few seconds to buy a stock.
The backbone of Chinese investors is funds, private equity, and invisible tyrants, but the more powerful are Chinese aunts and countless small retail investors.
The top came forward to refute the rumors, and celebrities from all walks of life came forward, and their actions were infectious.
In this era, people have become disgusted by all kinds of rumors and information, they do not believe the words of the media, but they believe in actual actions.
In addition, now that the virtual market value is at an all-time low, buying stocks now is equivalent to making money, and the rich have limited funds, but billions of compatriots have unlimited funds.
Each channel on the TV is playing different news, and the content is surprisingly consistent.
In the stock exchanges, the same song, "March of the Volunteers", is played.
The rhythm is sonorous and awe-inspiring, and some people hold red flags, stand on the rooftops, stand in the stock exchange, stand on the bustling streets, and sing the national anthem.
With five minutes left, the A-share market dragon is on its head.
At the speed at which the rocket is launched, it moves straight upward.
1%,2%,3%......
The time of three o'clock has arrived, and in the end, the market is fixed at a 7% rise.
More than 1,000 stocks, in just 25 minutes, from the limit to the limit.
From the miserable green of the ocean to the bright red color that dyed the earth, that is the color of the national flag, that is the color of faith.
That's right, this era needs heroes, but the hero is definitely not me, not him, but everyone who grew up in this land and shed the blood of the descendants of Yan and Huang.
If you say, when Grandpa Tang once said this to me, he said it to me alone.
So now, I have given this sentence a new meaning, yes, everyone can become a hero, in the face of national disaster, it is countless people who have reached out to save this crisis.
"Oh my God, it's unbelievable, 80% of the stocks closed with the limit, the rest of the stocks are close to the limit, and the market value of many shareholders rose by 20% in half an hour, which is tantamount to picking up money, look at this momentum, tomorrow's stocks must be closed in the red plate, and the hot money outside the country will undoubtedly blow up, and the crisis will be completely lifted!"
On Chang'an Street in the capital, everyone stopped, and even the car stopped moving.
The five-star red flag was lowered, the "March of the Volunteers" sounded again, and the flag-raising honor guard marched through the long square with uniform steps, accompanied by the rhythm of the music, and the fiery red color was raised again.
We were relatively silent, looking at the dazzling sun outside, looking at the rising red, and singing the national anthem.
At this moment, everyone is united.
Does the national flag fall and rise, does it herald the beginning of a new era?
After a long time, the excitement of everyone at the end of the song still did not subside.
The senior management came over and said sincerely: "Mr. Ye, I am sorry for my previous behavior, about the declaration of bankruptcy of the Golden Emperor Group, I think there is still room for salvation, of course, business matters are king to capital, you are now the life-saving benefactor of the twelve rich, the Golden Emperor Group wants to re-operate is also a trivial matter, I think its development must be better than in the past, what you did will inevitably go down in the history of the country, later, we will hold a press conference, and please be sure to attend!"
"Reporter recruitment, Lao Tzu wants to sleep well now, by the way, if you find a few beautiful women to chat with me, I can consider it!" Liu Mang said with a lazy waist.
I smiled quietly and said, "Thank you for your attention, but we are really tired, we just want to rest, and you will take care of the rest of the things, let's go!"
Ignoring everyone's expectant eyes, I turned around and walked out of the conference room with Liu Mang and Luo Bingbing, and Qin Sen also walked out together.