Chapter 15: Don't Play Without Money
Yu Le found that writing novels takes too long, and it is not as short, flat, and fast as writing poems.
Lacking inspiration, he couldn't help but have an inexplicable idea.
Suddenly, he read "Dead Water" by Wen Yiduo.
The poem is completely in line with the mainstream literary values of society and can be published without revision.
Isn't this equivalent to bending down to pick up money? Yu Lexi said.
However, this poem has beautiful language, far-reaching meaning, strong social and political irony, and extremely high literary value, which cannot be thrown lightly, and must be preserved as a killer feature.
After a while, he found another poem. The poem reminded him of the gloomy lives of women who had lost their footings at night.
He had an urge to expose their miserable lives and helpless suffering.
As for whether they are miserable and helpless, Yu Le seriously thinks: "If their situation is not miserable, why does the government rescue them again and again?"
But everyone has stumbled, why does the government want to fine them and make them even more miserable!
Doesn't this prove that the government is worse than their plight? It seems that the government is more sympathetic than the women who have lost their footing! β
Thinking of this, Yu Le wrote:
"Don't Play If You Don't Have Money"
The style of that long hair,
Like a poppy that exudes a charming allure,
Call an uncle, and then an uncle,
There was a numb melancholy in those two uncles-
Don't play if you don't have money!
After finishing the draft, Yu Le realized that the poem had deviated from the setting and did not reveal the plight of the women who had lost their footing.
However, then again, the article is made by nature, and it is a clever hand.
(Well, this couplet is also inexplicably self-conscious.) οΌ
Whatever is written is the meaning of God, and it is not interesting to change it back and forth. Still don't change it, anyway, there are always discerning people who can see through the profound meaning contained in the poem.
After reading "Don't Play Without Money", Yu Le counted it with a few fingers and sent it to the mailbox of "Imperial Capital Daily".
Well, if there is no accident, it will be 10,000 yuan in the account, which will finally make up for the deficit caused by Huang Yali.
By the way, why hasn't Zhou Lun moved in the past two days?
He called Zhou Lun's house, and it was Zhou Lun's mother Li Qingxia who answered the phone.
Li Qingxia heard Yu Le's voice and said with a smile: "Xiaole, why did you remember to call?" β
Yu Le is embarrassed, do you want him to call, or don't you want him to call? Could it be to accuse him of not calling often?
Forget it, it's all minutiae.
Yu Lezui asked sweetly, "Auntie, how is your health?" β
Li Qingxia said: "No illness or disaster, very good." β
Yu Le smiled: "That is, Auntie's body has always been very good, and she must live a long and healthy life." β
Li Qingxia smiled: "Your mouth is sweet!" β
Yu Le asked, "Auntie, what has Zhou Lun been busy with lately?" β
Li Qingxia said: "He, he talked about a girlfriend, and he didn't go home anymore." β
Yu Le smiled: "This is a good thing! You don't always want to hug your grandson, if he comes home every day, when will you be able to hug your grandson! β
Li Qingxia suddenly said: "Yes, it's still Xiaole's brain." I've been complaining about him not coming home for the past two days, but I'm not in a hurry when you say that. Just let him go crazy outside and try to get a big belly home. β
When Yu Le heard this, he said secretly: "Growing a big belly is not necessarily because of pregnancy, but also because it is too fat." β
However, he naturally wouldn't use this sentence to touch his head.
The two laughed and chatted for a few words, and then hung up the phone.
Yu Le said secretly: "This kid, he talks about a girlfriend quietly, and his buddies don't tell him." β
He knew Zhou Lun's whereabouts, so he no longer worried about it, but looked at "The Stock Market Operation Masterpiece"
Due to his inexplicable consciousness, he learned that the stock market of that country on Earth had skyrocketed and plummeted, losing a group of retail investors, but also benefiting a group of parasitic classes.
He didn't want to get involved in the stock market, but he inexplicably found out that some stocks could be rewarded with huge profits if they were held for a long time.
For example, the leaders of real estate, military industry, film and television, medicine and other sectors, the average valuation is upward, if you intervene in the early stage, you don't have to be afraid of soaring ups and downs.
The country in which he lives is equivalent to the early 90s of the country on the earth, but due to the full competition of the market economy, the number of state-owned enterprises is not large, and most of them are auctioned or merged because of low efficiency, various clever projects to defraud the state of funds and subsidies, and enrich their own pockets.
Yu Le understood the line pattern and trend, and put the book down.
He wants to open an account with a securities company, and then transfer some funds into it, first buying some real estate stocks and pharmaceutical stocks.
Riding his tinkling bicycle, he came to a nearby securities firm.
Walking into the hall, the faΓ§ade of the securities company looks atmospheric, clean and neat.
He doesn't know how many years the stock market has been around, just looking at the number of customers in the business hall, it seems to be quite a lot.
Many people stared at the display in front of them at the fluctuating numbers, looking nervous, relaxed, excited, or frustrated. All in all, human affection is dominated by money, all reflected in the face.
He didn't know that a few of these people in the hall had entered with the mentality that it didn't matter if they lost.
But he knows that people frantically flock to a field and only think about making more or less money, never thinking about losing money.
But this game of capital, no matter what, is destined to have winners and losers.
The hall manager saw Yu Le looking left and right, stepped forward and asked, "Hello, sir!" What business are you doing here? β
Yu Le nodded and said, "I'll open an account." β
Several shareholders glanced at Yu Le and kindly signaled to him.
Yu Le also nodded and said secretly: "Perhaps, they think that every new tender comes to send money to learn experience." β
After all, the stock market is a market where everyone gathers firewood, and the more newcomers enter, the more old people can profit.
For such a fortune boy, they are naturally kind and friendly.
The hall manager guided Yu Le into the reception room, and then explained the situation to the account manager who had gone through the account opening procedures.
The account manager asked Yu Le to show his ID and submit the corresponding bank account number.
Yu Le asked, "How much is the handling fee of your securities company?" β
The account manager replied, "Three thousandths." β
Yu Le frowned and said, "Such a high handling fee!" β
The account manager replied, "What is your ideal processing fee?" β
Yu Le closed his eyes to look up the consciousness, and found that the country on the earth was also very expensive at first, and it has only dropped to about 3 per 10,000 in recent years.
Then he asked, "Five ten-thousandths!" β
The account manager was stunned and said, "Mr. Yu, none of our big accounts have such a low handling fee. The minimum can only be one in a thousand. β
Yu Le smiled: "One thousandth? All right. In the future, when science and technology develop, there will be more stock speculators, and the estimated rate will be reduced. β