“…… Mr. Zhuo, are you satisfied here? The room is a little more than 10 square meters. It may be smaller, but the computer and terminal here are for your own use, and no one else is authorized to use it except you. We will also have a fixed security guard at the gate for you......"

This is Room 208 on the second floor of the Liangmaqiao Business Department of the securities company where Zhuoqun opened an account.

General Manager Gong of the sales department is giving a detailed introduction with great diligence and taking Zhuoqun to visit the VIP room specially set up for him.

It turned out that in November 1997, Zhuoqun made the decision to leave the original Financial Street Service Department and move the account relationship to the Liangmaqiao Sales Department near Kempinski.

Such an advantage, in addition to being able to be nearby.

There is also the reason that his reputation in the original sales department is growing, and he is already unbearable, and he wants to change the clean environment.

You must know that from the day Zhuo Qun began to speculate in stocks, it was an invincible record.

On his stock delivery order, the data displayed in the final sell column is always a positive return.

This is true even in today's bear market.

In fact, it took only half a year.

He multiplied his investment several times and made 25 million in profits from the stock market.

In particular, he was quite lucky, and the two ST shares that had been replenished to 6 million actually bet on the successful restructuring.

As a result, his total earnings in the stock market increased to 35 million.

How can such a steady and accurate ruthlessness not be famous in the business department of the financial street?

No one has ever made such a huge profit in a bear market, and no one has ever made so much money in such a short period of time.

From any point of view, Zhuo Qun is a well-deserved and unparalleled stock god.

Not to mention the few remaining big families in the same big household, they have already regarded Zhuo Qun as a lifesaver.

did everything possible to curry favor with him, and asked him for a stock code.

Even the retail investors outside know that Zhuoqun investment is extremely accurate and has never missed a beat.

Every day, people try their best to flow into the big house to find out which stock Zhuo Qun bought.

There are even people who have lost miserably who are waiting to block Zhuo Qun outside the big house, and they do not hesitate to kneel and beg each other, kowtowing and entangled.

But what worries Zhuo Qun the most is that General Manager Song of the sales department has paid too much attention to him.

As a veteran in the industry, Mr. Song certainly does not believe in trading skills, K-line theory or luck like ordinary people.

He believes that there are only two ways to make a lot of money in the A-share market.

Either hooked up with the "above" and have unique insider sources.

Either they rely on funds to open accounts with several securities companies at the same time to make dealers and insider trading on stocks.

So I'm afraid he's just like Boss Xu in the post market at the beginning, misunderstanding that Zhuo Qun made a fortune by relying on the trick of not seeing the light.

So he always wanted to introduce some people who were engaged in capital matching to Zhuo Qun, suggesting that these people could cooperate with him in big business.

In this way, Zhuo Qun is not too annoying, but also has a sense of danger that touches the nerves.

He's not stupid, he just wants to make a fortune in a muffled voice.

I don't want to be a puppet that is controlled by others, and I don't want to be discovered because of this.

I don't want to be involved with people with unclean backgrounds, and then be targeted by the securities regulatory authorities.

So he wasn't even interested in dealing with it.

He wisely and firmly withdrew from the original sales department.

moved to this sales office, which was only a five-minute walk from his current residence.

Even if the procedures for "internal transfer" are extremely cumbersome.

Before doing parallel movement, he needs to clear all the stocks in the account first, and he does not hesitate to do so.

As for him, due to the lessons learned from the past, the only "transfer" condition for the newly settled sales department.

It is to ask for a special room for him that no one can snoop on and no one disturbs.

Truth be told, this request has never been made before.

Because any sales department has to consider the utilization of space.

At most, it is to divide the cubicle into a large room.

But fortunately, it is a bear market now, and the sales department is already understaffed.

And Zhuoqun's funds have been able to compete with the amount of funds of the institution.

However, his operating style is the same frequent buying and selling as retail investors.

This means that even the best commission amount.

His transaction turnover will be at least ten or two hundred thousand in a month.

It is worth the operating costs of the entire sales department.

Wouldn't it be stupid if such a God of Wealth didn't kneel?

So the special case was done, and General Manager Gong approved the money without hesitation.

Moreover, I found a special person to be responsible for the battle, personally supervised the battle, and finally completed the decoration and layout of the 208 rooms with high efficiency.

Therefore, the office presented in front of Zhuo Qun today is actually more expensive and comfortable than General Manager Gong's own office.

Behold, on top of a large oak executive desk, there is a computer dedicated to Zhuoqun to check the market.

Afterwards, a leather seat is also quietly waiting for Zhuo Qun's noble (Tunbu) to come.

On the left, against the wall, there is a small bar full of tea, coffee and sugar bags.

There is also a shiny hot water kettle and several white porcelain coffee cups.

The window on the other side offers a view of the street outside.

As long as you stand in front of the window, you can see at a glance the high-rise buildings gathered in the CBD and the traffic on the street.

In order to alleviate the boring color of the room, there are also green plants such as monstera and dripping Guanyin as decorations in the corner.

Although the white maple floor is composite, it is already much higher than the thin gray carpet in other rooms.

“…… You see, the fabric of this curtain is made of French, the sofa where you can rest is also leather, the ashtray is crystal, here we also plan to provide you with a small Xiaoice box, but I don't know what drinks I would like to put on it? If you don't have special requirements, we will provide Coke, Sprite and orange. ”

Just when General Manager Gong gently wiped off some beads of sweat on his nose, he already felt a little dry when he said it.

Zhuo Qun, who had been expressionless, finally reacted.

"Thank you, I'm satisfied, quite thoughtful and very nice. ”

So, his smile and affirmation instantly relieved General Manager Gong, knowing that his thoughts were not in vain.

Of course, in this case, Mr. Gong will continue to be polite.

"You have won the award, if you don't like anything, please say it, we can also adjust, after all, we have to get your 100% approval, our work is in place. As long as you have your opinion, we will do our best to accommodate it. ”

And Zhuo Qun's subsequent words made Mr. Gong's heart flutter, and he felt that all the efforts were worth it.

"No, not really. Everything was fine, the setting was better than I thought it would have been, and it would definitely give me inspiration in terms of investment. You know what I mean. ”

"Understood, understood. ”

For the last sentence, Mr. Gong looks like he wants to lie on the ground and roll around.

"By the way, then I can use this place tomorrow......"

"Yes, the system will be picked up tomorrow when you come, but you will need to show this card to the security guard at that time. ”

Mr. Gong was extremely respectful and handed Zhuo Qun a card with both hands.

Zhuo Qun was a little indifferent, and seemed to have forgotten the etiquette.

With just one hand, he took it and stuffed it into his pocket.

Even more so, this place has been regarded as private territory.

"Okay, Mr. Gong, you can go and get busy. I want to sit here for a while now and think about something. Again, your arrangement and set-up is fantastic. Thank you very much ......"

But even so, Mr. Gong's face still did not show unhappiness.

On the contrary, he took the initiative to hand over a little grovelly, and then gently closed the door while exiting the room.

Zhuo Qun in the room picked up the ashtray from the coffee table and sat down on the leather chair behind the executive desk and the computer.

While enjoying the relaxation of the chair wrap, he took out a Cuban COHIBA cigar from his bosom, lit it, and held it in his mouth.

This cigar is the favorite brand of the Cuban ruler Castro.

The thick shape and the texture of the slippery hand resemble the smell of perfume.

It is easy to bring people the taste of power and wealth in their hands.

Zhuoqun is no exception.

He closed his eyes slightly, enjoying it.

He felt that life was so beautiful, everything was easy, even easier than he imagined.

His wealth is methodically moving towards the 100 million yuan mark, and the stock market has become his ATM since then.

With this growing wealth, which is guaranteed to be profitable and not lost.

In the future, of course, he can do whatever he wants without restrictions and firmly grasp everything he wants.

Past?

In his previous life, he was so pathetic.

Mortgages and car loans that are stressful every month.

The face that his wife put on for him at every turn.

There must be a quarrel between the two of them every day.

There is also the frustration of worrying about the lives of distant parents but not being able to actually help.

Or is it a lifelong frustration caused by a job that is too heavy and too poorly paid......

Finally!

Finally, all this disgusting and terrible helplessness is over.

Not only in the past, but also in the future he doesn't have to worry about anything anymore.

Why did he care how it happened in the first place?

He is now young, wealthy, and destined to become the darling of the whole world.

Not only do you not want to change anything, but you also bother to figure out the reasons behind all this.

He didn't want to go back to another reality he had ever lived, perhaps imagined.

Now he is about to have everything he once longed for, and he still has the time and energy to enjoy and savor it slowly.

Especially with Connie, he is not in a hurry to "clear the customs" immediately.

Young people don't understand that it's stupid to get a quick result.

A large part of the taste and fun of love comes from the process.

Just like the appetizers and cold dishes that are essential for a French meal, the process of this pursuit should be fully enjoyed in order to make the pleasure even stronger.

At this moment, the sound of cars speeding by outside attracted Zhuo Qun's attention.

He couldn't help but stand up and look out the window to see a sports car that was red in the distance.

It wasn't until there was no trace that he indifferently spit out a wisp of green smoke.

At this moment, if you remove the age gap.

Zhuo Qun's expression and appearance are indeed similar to Michael Douglas in the American movie "Wall Street".