Seeing that Bai Ke looked so seriously, the people around felt that they had found a big customer, and they competed to stretch out the stocks.

"Buy mine!"

"Buy mine!"

"I'm 95% off here!"

"I'll sell it at 10% off!"

The two almost fought: "I'm grassing your grandma!

"You can sell as much as you want, it's none of your business!"

Bai Ke waved his hand: "Don't be noisy men, don't be itchy for women!" You send a representative, count it, and I will take all the nine-fold discounts." ”

"Taken it all?!" These people were shocked, and then carefully looked at Bai Ke, and when they found out that Bai Ke was a milky half-grown child, they were suddenly a little deflated.

Some people still muttered dissatisfiedly: "What a coax!

Seeing that everyone was about to disperse, Feng Qin came over with a bag.

The white guest pulled the bag on it, and someone saw that the bag contained a pile of great unity, and immediately shouted again: "Ouch! What a rich master!"

The twenty or so people who had just left a few steps gathered again.

Someone shouted: "Old Huatou, you can count it." ”

An old man with gray hair came out of the crowd with a pen and paper, counted for a while, and then calculated.

"There are 90 shares in total, which is 9,000 yuan. ”

"Nine percent off is 8,100 yuan, right?"

"Yes. ”

The ticket for a white passenger to take a plane to Kyoto is only forty or fifty yuan.

A hotel room is only 20 yuan a night.

And now the maximum denomination of money is ten yuan a piece, and 1,000 yuan will cost a bunch.

It's a lot for a white guest to be able to bring two or three thousand yuan, where did he get 8,100 yuan.

But it doesn't get in the way, white customers carry traveler's checks, and the four major banks can exchange them.

"Let's go, I'll go to the bank and get you some money. ”

Lao Huatou collected the stocks in the hands of more than 20 people.

Some people are still not at ease: "Lao Huatou, you are not mistaken, let me see." ”

"Hmph, we have a unit, who doesn't know how many shares you bought?"

There is a big bank near the overpass, and the white customer beckons Lao Hua to cross his head and go over together.

Lao Huatou was probably worried that he would be held hostage when he got on the cross, so he waved his hand and said, "You are waiting for me at the door of the bank, I will ride a bicycle, and I will arrive at ten or eight minutes." ”

The white customers came to the bank on a cross, and the white customers went in to exchange the checks.

When Bai Ke came out with the money, Lao Huatou had just arrived.

Pay with one hand and deliver with the other.

Bai Ke pointed out 8,100 yuan to Lao Huatou, and Lao Huatou handed the stock in his hand to Bai Ke.

The two sides nodded again, and then Lao Huatou nodded: "It's done, thank you!"

Lao Huatou just wanted to leave, but Bai Ke stopped him again: "If there is another one in the future, I will accept it." ”

Bai Ke originally wanted to say how much he charged.

But when I thought that the total amount of shares was 250 million, I didn't dare to boast about Haikou.

Not to mention 250 million, 25 million white customers can't get it right now.

"Okay, how can I find you?"

"Contact me," said the old hat, "I live on Liulichang West Street, and here's my phone number." ”

As he spoke, the old hat handed over a small piece of paper.

The small piece of paper wrote the address and phone number of the old hat, and it was also marked: Aunt Zhou or Uncle Wang shouted at the mouth of the alley.

Lao Huatou put the piece of paper in his pocket and nodded: "Okay! I'll go back and help you save up, and I'll contact you later!"

Back on the cross, the old hat was still a little puzzled: "Why do you have nothing to do to buy this thing, it is better to save it in the bank." ”

"Stocks are better than depositing in the bank, why don't you buy some for you?"

"I don't buy this thing, I might as well collect some antiques if I have this spare money. ”

The old hat has a point, too.

In the late '80s and early '90s, many of the earliest stocks were junk stocks.

After the official listing, it is already good to be able to increase it tenfold.

In another 20 years, it will be delisted.

But antiques are different, a bird food jar of 30 yuan at the moment can easily be sold for 30,000 yuan in 20 years.

But if a white customer wants to operate capital in the future, such as a backdoor listing, he has to hold stocks from now on and understand the laws of the capital market.

After being delayed on the road for a while, when the three of them came to the Music Association, Mr. Lin was about to get off work.

Lao Mao invited Mr. Lin to get in the car and take him home.

Mr. Lin felt that it was too exaggerated to sit in the cross and swagger through the city, so he was only willing to walk on the ground.

Bai Ke asked the old hat to carry Fengqin in front of him first, and he and Teacher Lin walked slowly.

The two chatted as they walked.

Bai Ke first asked Mr. Lin about helping Zhang Wei pick up the tape and choose a song.

Mr. Lin sighed that the song was not easy to choose, and suddenly remembered the two songs of Bai Ke.

"Xiaobai, you did a good job, why don't you help Xiaowei make a few. ”

Bai Ke was suddenly embarrassed.

Last time, in order to get close to Mr. Lin, Bai Ke pretended to be forced deeply.

He moved out the popular "Young People in Our Tun" and "Uninhibited Indulgence and Love Freedom", which were popular in later generations, which deeply shocked Mr. Lin.

But Bai Ke is a copyist, how can he create.

Besides, Bai Ke was a dead otaku with snake spirit disease who had no interest in his last life.

Who knows those pop songs.

Bai Ke racked his brains and thought, and after a while, the sweat came down.

Seeing this, Teacher Lin patted Bai Ke's shoulder: "Okay, Xiaobai, I'm just asking casually!"

"Wait a minute!

Bai Ke hummed: "Da Da...... Extremely vulnerable woman, don't, don't, don't walk around, please cherish my heart......"

"Okay!" Mr. Lin couldn't help but shout excitedly, "This song is well written!"

Bai Ke proudly continued to sing: "If you understand me, continue to be willing to love, this easily injured woman ......"

"Wait!" Mr. Lin was suddenly a little confused, "How does it sound familiar...... It can't be, Miyuki Nakajima's song, right?"

"Ah...... He's, there were indeed a lot of songs in that era that were covers of Japan......"

"Wouldn't your two songs be covers?"

Bai Ke was anxious: "Those two songs are absolutely original." ”

Teacher Lin nodded: "It's a pity that it's not suitable for Xiaowei." ”

"Don't worry, I still have!

Bai Kexin said, I don't believe it, so many pop songs in the nineties can't all be covers.

"Da ......Da Da

Teacher Lin frowned again: "Not bad, it's good, why is it still like Miyuki Nakajima's style!"

"Huh!?"

"I think about it, ah no, I've heard all of Miyuki Nakajima's tapes, and I really don't have this one. But this one is not suitable for Xiaowei. ”

"And! And! Wait a minute. ”

Bai Ke thought for a while, and then began to sing again: "There is a girl in the village named Xiaoyuan, who is good-looking and very round......"

"Wait, wait!" Teacher Lin hurriedly stopped, with a look of disgust, "This, this can't be considered a song." ”

"And!

"I love you and love you like a tiger loves rice......"

This time, Mr. Lin couldn't help but sigh heavily: "You, your performance is too unstable." ”

Bai Ke scratched his head: "What, I'm like a snake spirit disease, I feel more when I'm sick occasionally, and I'm usually like constipation, and I can't write at all." ”

Teacher Lin nodded: "The main thing is that the foundation is not good, especially in this cultural desert, you can't absorb nutrients, and you still have to strive to enter a professional institution of higher learning in the future." ”

The two chatted all the way, and in a blink of an eye, they came downstairs to Mr. Lin's house.

Old Hat and Feng Qin have also been waiting for a long time.

Bai Ke deliberately invited Mr. Lin to the hotel for a meal.

Teacher Lin warmly invited the three of them to have dinner at home.