"The most stable way to make money in Taiwan now is to invest in industry, but I think the return on doing stocks is higher." Song Junjie began to sell his ideas, "I played in the American stock market this year and made a few thousand dollars. What struck me the most was the maturity and perfection of the U.S. stock market. In contrast, Taiwan's stock market soars and plummets for a while, like a babbling baby. But this is just an opportunity, starting from this year, the Taiwan weighted index has begun to slowly rise, as long as I am with Brother Long Min in the back......"

Wang Zijun didn't know anything about stocks, so he went to look through the information he collected while writing the novel, and was quickly shocked. He actually has a K-line chart of Taiwan's stock index from 1962 to 2015 in his head......

However, if you take a closer look, the joy has plummeted: the current Taiwan stock market is like a baby, and the rise and fall of the stock price are controlled by speculators, and the K-line chart is a fart, which others may change at any time. And Song Junjie's meaning is to use the connections and influence of the Song and Hong families to secretly sit in the village and knock on the bones of the shareholders!

Song Junjie doesn't need to hide this kind of thing from Wang Zijun, because insiders have long known it, and it doesn't matter if outsiders know, as long as they don't disclose the details.

Wang Zijun finally understood why Hong Xiaoqiao didn't like this person, with the strength of Song Junjie's family, doing business in Taiwan, where the economy is taking off, is definitely a sure win. But in order to make more money in a shorter time, he actually set his sights on small shareholders.

It's really an out-and-out business "elite".

The Taiwan Stock Exchange was opened in 1962, when it joined hands with journalists to make stocks. Due to the lack of information, shareholders all rely on newspapers, and as a result, the reporter writes some vague news on the first day, and a certain stock will inevitably rise sharply the next day. Securities dealers are even more nonsense, not to mention speculating in stocks themselves, but also privately lending usury to customers to make stocks.

By 1964, the political axe interfered in the stock market, causing the stock market to plummet, and securities companies collapsed, and the hands went bankrupt, and the C type collapsed. This cold situation continues to this day, and the stock market is stagnant. But a slight rebound in the weighted stock index at the beginning of the year made people like Song Junjie have a keen sense of smell to react.

Judging from the K-line chart in Wang Zijun's mind, the current stock market will last for up to two months. It was only next year that the market entered the real boom, and the weighted index rose by more than 80 percent in one year. Of course, this cannot be compared to Taiwan's stock market bubble in the 80s, when the weighted index skyrocketed from 600 points to more than 12,000 points, and buying stocks was no different from winning the lottery.

Mother Hong listened to Song Junjie's arguments, her face was red, no matter how she looked at it, she felt that Wang Zijun, a little singer, was not worthy of lifting shoes for her "son-in-law", and began to sarcastically mock Wang Zijun without a word.

"What is Mr. Wang's opinion on the current stock market?" Song Junjie asked with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Wang Zijun said: "I don't know anything about the stock market, so I don't have any opinions. It's just that I often walk by the river, how can I not get my shoes wet? The stock market crash nine years ago is the best proof that Mr. Song should be careful about capsizing. ”

Song Junjie sneered in his words: "There is no need for Mr. Wang to remind you, smart people will always withdraw calmly, and those who capsize the boat are fools who don't know how to advance or retreat." ”

Hong's mother interjected: "That is, to do business, you have to have judgment, how many dangers has Long Min's father experienced? Every time, I pulled out early. This kind of judgment is naturally difficult for people who only know how to sing, but Junjie is a top student at Harvard, and he still has this ability. ”

"Mom, what are you talking about?" The more Hong Xiaoqiao listened, the more wrong she became, her mother and fiancé sang and harmonized, and Wang Zijun was forced into a corner.

Wang Zijun smiled at Hong Xiaoqiao and signaled that she was fine.

Compared with the sarcasm and ridicule of Hong's mother and Song Junjie, Hong Xiaoqiao's father and brother and sister-in-law are normal to Wang Zijun, at least maintaining due etiquette from beginning to end.

After eating, Old Man Hong said to Wang Zijun: "You come to my study." ”

Hong Xiaoqiao suddenly became nervous, Wang Zijun smiled comfortingly at her, and followed behind the old man.

Hong Jianquan's study is very spectacular, and the three walls are all filled with books, from all kinds of thread-bound ancient books to the current professional books.

Wang Zijun glanced at it and found that the books on literature, history, and religion were still brand new, and almost no one had touched them, while the books on strategy, biographies, electronics, and business were almost destroyed.

The maid brought the teacup, which was brewed in a purple clay pot.

The tea was poured out, and a refreshing aroma spread in the air, and Wang Zijun praised: "Good tea!" ”

Hong Jianquan asked with a smile: "Xiao Wang has research on tea?" ”

Wang Zijun shook his head and said: "It's just smelling incense, I don't know much about the tea ceremony, and I usually drink boiled water." ”

"Yes, young people can learn more if they dare to admit their shortcomings." Hong Jianquan bowed his head and said, "How long have you known Xiao Qiao?" ”

"A month." Wang Zijun replied.

Hong Jianquan skimmed the floating tea leaves with the lid of the bowl and said, "I have to admit that you are a very good young man. Although your education and knowledge are not as good as Junjie's, if you have the same conditions, I believe that your achievements will not be lower than his. ”

This is a kind of ability to observe people, the old man has a long life, and his brain is extremely shrewd. Although Wang Zijun has always been in a weak position under the attack of Hong Mu and Song Junjie during the meal, he can deal with it calmly without any panic. This kind of surname and cultivation is far more rare than being proficient in certain professional knowledge.

"Uncle Hong praised it falsely." Wang Zijun said with a smile: After praising people, it's time to get to the point.

Hong Jianquan continued: "But people are born unequal, and those who have never met talents throughout the ages are like carp crossing the river. Even if you are better than Junjie, it is almost impossible for you to surpass him in this life. ”

Wang Zijun still maintained a smile on his face, nodded and said, "I agree with your point of view, but I reserve my opinion." ”

"Oh, what do you think?" Hong Jianquan asked.

"The prince will have a kind of Xiangning." Wang Zijun pointed to the purple clay pot on the coffee table, "This pot was just a piece of mud back then, but it has the shape it has today." Who can say what is going on in this world? ”

Hong Jianquan glanced at Wang Zijun appreciatively and asked, "But you have nothing now, how many years will it take for you to succeed?" Ten years, or twenty years? ”

"What do you think?" Wang Zijun asked rhetorically.

"It's up to you." Hong Jianquan put a check on the coffee table, "Accept it, and you will not be far from success." But you have to stay away from Little Joe. ”

Wang Zijun glanced at the number of the check, 1 million New Taiwan dollars, enough to buy a mansion of more than 300 square meters; If it is used to make movies, you can make more than a dozen low-budget movies.

The old man is generous enough.

"I'd like to take it." Wang Zijun raised his eyebrows, "But you seem to be mistaken, it's not that I kidnapped your daughter, but that you forced her to jump into the fire pit." ”

Hong Jianquan's eyes flashed fiercely, and he said in a deep voice: "1 million yuan is a lot, young people must know how to advance and retreat!" ”

Wang Zijun was not intimidated by his majesty, and said calmly: "I'll be honest with you, I have another girlfriend." Little Joe and I are just ordinary friends, and for the rest, you are always smart people, so I don't need to say more. After speaking, Wang Zijun stood up and said goodbye.

Hong Jianquan leaned on the rattan sofa, staring at the check on the coffee table, remembering that his daughter was frowning these days, and a sense of weakness suddenly rose in his heart: Is it really me wrong?

_________ said last night that I would revise the previous chapters, and who knew that I would fall asleep after lying down for a while. There's a gathering of friends tonight, probably late.

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