In 93, the Shanghai market was far from being as prosperous as it was later, and Li Xian couldn't help but be disappointed when he walked all the way in a taxi, looking at the buildings that could still be counted on the street and the limited height, as well as the old streets and alleys and alleys, and the bamboo poles and bicycles that hung women's bras and all kinds of clothes in them, and smelled the tail smell of the motorcycle engine that was not completely burning.

Thinking of the word rude in his mind, Li Xian laughed at himself for thinking too much. After more than 20 years, it is really not interesting to compare the later prosperity with the present.

When I arrived in Shanghai, it was already afternoon, and it was dark after settling down with Xu Maohe and others in a hotel near the Shanghai Stock Exchange. Although I remembered that Baoan Group had already launched the acquisition plan of Yanzhong Industry at this time, there was no way to do it.

After dinner, Li Xian and Xu Maohe left a group of younger brothers who were tired after a long journey, and only took Wang Tiecheng to walk around the stock exchange, which was considered to be familiar with the environment.

"Fuck it. ”

At eight o'clock, the stock exchange was closed. In front of the door, Xu Maohe looked at the big neon sign, his eyes were confused, and he gave a national scolding.

"Last spring, a friend called me to come to Shanghai and said that I was looking for a big deal. As a result, at that time, I happened to be in Russia and Liu Changqing had all the chicken feathers in the pit, so I didn't come. ”

"What kind of big deal?" Li Xian asked knowingly, but he couldn't hold back his pleasure.

"Subscription warrant!" Standing in front of the gate of the stock exchange, Xu Maohe thumped his chest, "More than 30 yuan a copy, at that time! Fuck, although I didn't have much money in my hand at that time, I could still take out his mother's 108,000 yuan, if it wasn't for Liu Changqing's thinking about how to return it, I ...... fucking it."

Hearing this, Li Xian snorted and laughed.

Call warrants are a special and epoch-making thing in the history of Chinese stocks. In 92, the Shanghai Stock Exchange was only established for more than a year, and there were eight stocks in the entire stock market. In the face of the stock market that has begun to take shape, stocks are less porridge and more monks, and there is no market.

When IB Real Estate, which was other than the old eight shares, issued new shares, shareholders gathered at Jiangwan Stadium, where it was sold, and lined up two days in advance, almost causing a stampede to kill people. Faced with the current situation that there were still more than 10 new shares to be issued in 92, the People's Bank of China, which was in charge of the stock market at that time, came up with a compromise method in order to expand the market capacity, that is, to issue subscription warrants first, and subscribe for shares by lottery with subscription warrants.

This thing just represents a qualification, just like buying tickets before you want to see a concert now. At that time, people thought that the odds of this kind of thing that needed to be lottery and won the lottery to subscribe for shares were too small, so they didn't buy it at all.

Unexpectedly, two months after the issuance of this call warrant, some well-informed people learned that the number of shares issued in 92 was about to increase significantly, and the winning rate of the call warrant was much higher than the imagined odds.

In this environment, the black market speculated on the warrants, and the price of dozens of yuan of warrants soared, reaching more than 10,000 at the highest time.

The actual income of every 100 serial subscription warrants reached about 500,000 yuan in the end.

God is pitiful, what is the concept of 500,000 yuan in 92? 10,000 households are rare, and in 2018, they can top a family with a net deposit of 200,000 yuan and a house.

It can be said that the emergence of call warrants is the first time that the Chinese people have personally experienced the madness of the stock market. It has also become an eternal pain in the hearts of many investors who have lost opportunities.

But when this thing first came out, even most of the shareholders were not optimistic, let alone Xu Maohe, who didn't know anything about stocks.

Therefore, Li Xian felt that the chest-beating of this product at this time was mostly based on the idea that "there was once a big bargain, but Lao Tzu didn't pick it up because of subjective consciousness, so everything was the fault of society".

Typical can't pull monsters, the earth has no gravity.

"Brother Xu, you touch your heart and ask, even if there was no matter of Liu Changqing at that time, could you come if you were asked to come?

Xu Maohe was stunned for a moment, chewed Li Xian again, and his face was flushed.

But the dead duck's beak is the hardest, "That's not easy to say, what if...... If only ......"

Li Xian waved his hand and said with a smile: "Don't do it, the past is over, live in the present." ”

In fact, this is not only said to Xu Maohe, he also hates it himself-damn it, why didn't he wear it back earlier? If he came back at the beginning of 92, he would still make a walnut skin of chicken feathers, a coffin for selling eggs, and what kind of exterior wall is tiled?

Run directly to the Shanghai market, and get him a batch of subscription warrants, isn't there everything?

Looking at the closed door of the stock exchange, Li Xian smiled helplessly.

Okay, although I didn't catch up with the fortune certificate, but the high and low ...... Haven't you caught up with Yanzhong Industrial?

This time, Lao Tzu is standing here.

……

When he came, Li Xian had already explained his plan to Xu Maohe.

In fact, the so-called plan is very simple, simple and even a little bit like a plan; identify Yanzhong Industry, buy a large number of low prices, and then throw it out after Bao'an officially entered Yanzhong in October.

For the stock market, Li Xian is also a complete layman.

Twenty years later, the domestic stock market is extremely unfriendly to a guy like him who only has a living allowance of 600 yuan a month and an annual family income of less than 100,000 yuan - in fact, the whole society is quite unfriendly to him, so Li Xian has never paid attention to the stock market. Only in the library or on the official accounts of some big names, I occasionally see some fragmented articles and popular science about the stock market.

So this time, Li Xian can only rely on himself to make a fuss about some key nodes in the Baoyan turmoil. And even if he knew this, he needed a platform to help him operate.

The so-called platform is the securities office.

At the beginning of its establishment, the Shanghai Stock Exchange implemented the T+1 trading method, that is, buying stocks on the first day and selling them on the second day, and there was a 1% price limit mechanism. However, this mechanism is too stable, resulting in a sharp decline in the trading volume of the stock market, so in 93 it has been changed to T+0, that is, a mechanism that can buy and sell a stock freely without restrictions in one day, without limiting the range of rise and fall.

This mechanism has greatly increased the activity of the secondary stock market of the Shanghai Stock Exchange. When the market activity was opened, a large number of service providers were born.

That's what a securities office is.

The 93-year-old office is still very rudimentary, in fact, it is similar to an agency point, providing customers with information, providing premises and computer equipment, and completing transactions for customers, and taking a certain percentage of the transaction and making a commission profit.

Just one place.

Li Xian and Xu Maohe walked around the exchange and saw several of them.

Judging from the current conditions, almost all of them are similar in nature and have very limited functions. Thinking that he was carrying more funds this time, and the commission needed to be carefully compared, he copied the contact information of several companies near the hotel, and prepared to contact tomorrow morning to do a screening.

"Okay, Xianzi, these few are enough. We came here with so much money, where are we not going to be our uncle? What's the use of copying so much?"

After a day's flight, Xu Maohe was also tired, and when he saw that he was getting farther and farther away from the hotel, he was a moth.

Seeing that there were already seven or eight more in the book, Li Xian also felt that it was almost there.

When he was about to go back to the hotel with Xu Mao and Wang Tiecheng, he suddenly heard a cry from his head.

Although the vicinity of the exchange is not remote, it is past ten o'clock in the evening, and there are no pedestrians on the street. That faint sob, like a wisp of wandering spirit on a country road in the middle of the night, was particularly desolate.

", what's this, what's this, I'm getting goosebumps!

Xu Maohe was startled by the sudden sobbing, hugging his shoulders and looking over his head.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, you will be shocked when you see it.

Next to them was a four-story department store, and at this time, on the balcony on the third floor of the mall, a girl wearing a black one-step skirt and high heels and a white half-sleeved shirt was looking up at the bright moon in the sky, constantly wiping her tears.

"Girl, don't jump!"

Seeing this scene, Xu Maohe's eyes widened, and he hurriedly ran two steps to the door of the department store, tore open his loud voice, and roared upstairs.

In the empty street under the moonlit night, this voice frightened the girl upstairs.

"I didn't want to jump off the building!"

With a scream, Li Xian's mouth opened wide, and he saw that the girl didn't sit still, screaming and falling from the third floor!