The generation gap, this is not a very suitable topic for discussion.

Although Ye Nantian already has three sons and two grandsons, it is the first time that someone dares to say this word to him. It's just that it seems that there is some truth in it, how can young people have the leisure to go fishing now.

"Are you going out again in the morning?" Ye Nantian asked.

"Attend a party with Situ Liang, but I guess he didn't come here so early!" Ye Zheng said honestly.

"Are you playing like this over there in the South China Sea?" Ye Nantian frowned.

"Nope! Good boy one! Don't believe it, it's not easy to be admitted to Nanmen University! Ye Zhengzheng boasted, looking at his slightly skeptical expression, and immediately said seriously.

"Well, that's good!" Ye Nantian nodded.

In fact, he had already investigated Ye Zhengzheng and found that his daughter-in-law had really educated him very well, and educated this naughty grandson since he was a child into an excellent student. And in the two years of school, I didn't relax at all.

Although he was a little disappointed by dropping out of school, his grandson also proved himself with his actions.

After breakfast, Ye Nantian left home because he was going to participate in a charity event in the morning.

Ye Zheng soon discovered that he was the only one left here, which was an unprecedented experience. After spending some time in the living room, he suddenly wanted to explore this home and get to know the place well.

If Dad and Mom hadn't been affected by any turmoil back then, or if the Ye family knew that Mom was pregnant with him, maybe his childhood would have started here, then this might be another life.

"Let's start in the house!"

Ye Zhengzheng got up from the sofa and walked to an oil painting hanging on the wall, which is said to have a history of nearly a hundred years and has been treasured by the Ye family.

In fact, the portraits of two people are depicted. On the left is a Sun Ming in a Mao suit, and on the right is Ye Clan's ancestor Ye and his party in a suit. It is said that this is not a fictional portrait, but that the two really stood together back then, and there are photos to prove it.

There are other oil paintings on the walls, mostly landscapes.

In particular, there is an oil painting that I didn't pay attention to because it was small. But now that he was watching carefully, Ye Zhengzheng's jaw almost dropped, and his eyes were fixed there.

This is an oil painting of the countryside that shows the scene of the countryside. The clouds in the distance were very strong, and the thin streams were lined with rounded stones with shapes, and the trees by the streams were very thick. Nearby, cows were grazing and drinking, and a shepherd boy was sitting on a stone with a slingshot at a bird in a tree.

Ye Zhengzheng does not know if it is a psychological effect. suddenly found that it was very similar to the ancient village, so he couldn't help but take it back to his grandfather. But that's how things are in the world, and there are too many coincidences.

But apparently, someone missed a point, author: an ancient leaf.

After admiring the painting, he walked inside.

Chirping!

He walked to the innermost room in the hallway and pushed open the wooden door. The room was brightly lit.

On the left are rows of brown bookshelves next to the wall, with books arranged into categories. This one looks. I'm afraid there are thousands of books, and obviously, grandpa is a book lover.

On the right, there is a peacock-shaped window, and the sunlight is shining on the tables and chairs, which looks very harmonious.

Ye Zhengzheng walked to the bookshelf. Instead of climbing the ladder, I chose two books below. One is about the Hong Kong stock market, and the other is about the history of speculation in the world.

With his book in hand, he walked over to the wicker chair and sat down, hiding in the shadows left by the wall. Turn the thick pages of the book. Originally, he thought that there was a difference between the two books, but after opening it, he found that they were in the same vein.

In 1964, the Hang Seng Index was established with a starting point of 100.

In 1967, there was a major riot in Hong Kong, which continued to fall for three years, closing at a low of 58 points.

In 1969, land was allowed to be sold, which led to a positive stock market, and real estate companies became the leading sector, starting the first big bull market.

In 1973, led by real estate stocks, the index rose more than 17 times from 107 to 1,775 points in the past four years.

In 1974, the first oil crisis broke out, and the Hang Seng Index fell to 150 points.

……

Reading doesn't necessarily make people better, but there are some benefits to it.

In the past, Ye Zhengzheng had the impression that the stock market in China was a speculative market. The trading of stocks is completely based on the speculation of the theme, completely ignoring the performance and not caring about whether there is investment value. The Hong Kong stock market, on the other hand, has become dominated by value investing, influenced by the West and allowing world investors to intervene.

It's just that now it seems that it may be right, but it is not all right.

Hong Kong's stock market also contains a speculative factor, not only in Hong Kong, but also in the history of the stock market of other countries.

Take the U.S. stock market, which is the best performing global market, for example, when there was a major crash in the U.S. stock market. In the four years from 1929 to 1933, the Dow fell 90% to close at 41.88 points.

At the time, a well-known economist summed it up in a sentence: in a country where 5% of the population controls 90% of the wealth, the stock market is naturally controlled by wealthy speculators.

Today's U.S. stock market has been a shift from retail investors to institutional investors. Institutions account for 80% of the funds, Hong Kong accounts for more than 60%, and China has only 20%.

Judging from the proportion of institutions, Hong Kong's investment is stable, and I am afraid that it can only be compared with China. Hong Kong's stock market is still full of speculative factors, but it is now relatively low-key, and it is clear that it will continue to move towards institutionalism.

Hey?

Ye Zhengzheng put down the book, unconsciously picked up a cup of hot tea on the table, and didn't realize how could the tea come out of thin air until it was put into his mouth?

"Second son, I don't know if I want to send a snack?" Steward Chen stood next to him and smiled kindly at him.

"Thanks, no need!" Ye Zhengzheng shook his head.

"The master generally doesn't allow anyone else to enter his study?" Steward Chen smiled again.

"This is the study?" Ye Zhengzheng was stunned for a moment, and looked around, he had the illusion of returning to the school library.

"Yes, but I asked the master just now, you can come in at any time!" Steward Chen still had a kind smile on his face.

"There's no secret I shouldn't know, right?" Ye Zheng asked vigilantly. With his current wealth, he can see all the books, and he feels that there is no need to cause unnecessary misunderstandings in order to read a few books.

"Yes! Right there! Steward Chen smiled and stretched out his hand to look at the desk over there.

Hey?

Ye Zhengzheng looked at Steward Chen, but he didn't expect it to be there!

"Still, I think you should check it out!" Steward Chen nodded earnestly, with an encouragement in his eyes.

Ye Zhengzheng hesitated, immediately put down the teacup, and walked towards the office chair over there.

Under the guidance of Steward Chen, he opened the drawer, and there were eight photo albums side by side, with their names attached: Ye Nantian, Lin Fangwei, Ye Zikang, Ye Zijie, Ye Zihao, Ye Xiong, Ye Zhengzheng, and Ye Hui.

Multiply!

Ye Zhengzheng hesitated for a moment, and pulled out the photo album with his name written on it, and when he opened it, he found that this album was a photo of him from childhood to adulthood, but he didn't expect that his grandfather had already collected it here.

Not only that, but he found a lot more things, and he also synthesized a photo of him with his grandfather, leaving some handwriting.

"I'm sorry, grandpa can't watch you grow up!"

"You're eighteen years old, but we've never met!"

"You were admitted to Nanmen University, and grandpa is proud of you!"

……

At this moment, Ye Zhengzheng's eyes were faintly red, and he found a strong family affection from these words. He had some nostalgia for what happened to his mother back then, but no matter what, it was the blood of the Ye family that flowed on his body.

What's more, now that everything has passed, and my mother has regained her happiness, what can't I let go? (To be continued......)