Waiting for others is the most annoying, Zhang Zijian is not far from the school gate, squatting under a tree, smoking cigarettes and looking at passers-by from time to time. The sun was already shining, and the scorching sunlight made Zhang Zijian squint. Seeing that it was noon, the sound of the class bell came from the teaching building of the 13th Middle School, Zhang Zijian breathed a sigh of relief, and Zhang Zijian really didn't have the patience to wait any longer.

After a while, the sharp-eyed Zhang Zijian saw Dong Qian walking out of the school gate with Sun Xiaoli pushing a bicycle, shouted loudly, and waved his hand again, so that Dong Qian could see himself. Seeing that the other party smiled, Zhang Zijian greeted him.

"Go home or find a place to eat!" Zhang Zijian came to Dong Qian and said.

"Go home! Grandma should be cooking? Dong Qian followed Zhang Zijian's right side, saying as she walked?

"Oh, what, I'll go to you in the afternoon? My uncle brought the instruments from Hong Kong, and I went over to pull them after lunch. Have a good afternoon? Wrote you a new song? Zhang Zijian said with a smile, thinking about it for half a month, even if there is any professional equipment, it seems that there is not much time to play, but it is better than nothing! Besides, these professional equipment is cool to play, let's play the realm?

"All of a sudden, there are so many things, there's nowhere to put them. Also, those instruments from last time were very good, they don't have to be too good? As soon as Dong Qian heard Zhang Zijian say, she knew that she would spend more money this time, in fact, it was unnecessary, amateur is amateur, get some professional equipment, and you can't make them become professional singers. Is that the corruption of pure satiation?

People are just very strange, when they don't have it, they really want to have it, and when they really get it, they feel that it is not very useful, and they are a little melancholy.

Zhang Zijian shrugged his shoulders and said, "Hehe, it's okay, let's be crazy when we are young!" ”

After accompanying the two of them for a while, Zhang Zijian took a taxi to his uncle. Zhang Jianjun was not in the office, but fortunately, the secretary and other staff knew Zhang Zijian and asked Zhang Zijian to wait in the office.

Zhang Zijian, who was idle and bored, picked up a People's Daily and looked at it slowly, he didn't care about this kind of political newspaper when he was alive, and now he has to study to read it, Zhang Zijian looked at it casually, and happened to see the international page, which was a manuscript sent by Xinhua News Agency in the Middle East. It is only a few hundred words, but the content attracts Zhang Zijian, and the topic is a big military parade in Iraq. The content is Saddam Hussein, the supreme leader of the Iraqi Arab Baath Party. After the game, the largest military parade since the Iran-Iraq war was held.

Seeing this, Zhang Zijian was stunned, this year is 1989, two years after the armistice of the Iran-Iraq war, Saddam Hussein had to send troops to invade Kuwait due to the national economic downturn, triggering the Gulf War. This is the most classic local battle after World War II. In Zhang Zijian's memory, the United Nations was unable to coordinate and the US-led multinational force intervened in the matter, and many military experts said that the war would be fought for several years, but who knew that the United States had come up with an air-ground coordinated operation to end the Gulf War in only 42 days. Let the world's military experts drop their glasses.

Zhang Zijian unconsciously picked up his hand, looked at his fingers, and waved his fingers with his other hand to do arithmetic, a month, two months, three months, and muttered like this. Thinking of a point, he walked to his uncle's desk and picked up a pen, looking for a blank piece of paper, on which he wrote and drew from time to time.

Zhang Zijian also said: "This year is September, and Iraq seems to have invaded Kuwait and occupied it in August 90, as if it had occupied it for seven months, well, even if it was seven months." End the war at the end of 90? It's 91 years, right? Zhang Zijian muttered, after drawing a few pictures, calculated that the day is exactly a year, as long as by the end of this year, raise a huge amount of money to enter the international futures, it will be a big deal.

Zhang Zijian doesn't know how much money is a barrel of oil now, but he knows that as long as he can catch up with this wave of market, it seems that this wave of market can more than double, if you use the leverage of futures to trade, choose 20 times or 100 times. After thinking about it silently for a while, it is better to choose a hundred times, right? What is the concept of a hundred times the amount of a million dollars in this vote? 100 million! This is the early 90s, 100 million US dollars, should be ranked in the top 10 of Forbes, right? It is estimated that at this time, Bill Gates is desperately struggling for the era?

Huh, it seems that the USSR is also going to collapse, and it was also a matter of 91? So? Another chance to earn wildly? Well, this matter should be planned well, and make a little oil money first. War? I love war, how do you say that, antiques of peace, gold in wartime? Belch...... Gold, do you want to buy some too? It's cheap at this time! As a precious metal for futures, how much gold can be driven by the Gulf War?

Zhang Zijian was still beautiful YY in his heart just now, but when he thought of gold, he frowned a little, gold and oil are linked to each other, oil rises, gold rises, but Zhang Zijian doesn't know the increase, if oil doubles, gold should also double, but he doesn't have this memory in his head, which makes Zhang Zijian a little distressed.

It's not good to eat, so let's get tens of millions to play with first? Thinking of this, Zhang Zijian felt that it was still good to cross over, the money came quickly, in the previous life, he worked hard to earn money, and it was enough to buy a house, but now, it is not a dream to be a billionaire, it turns out that making money is so simple

When Zhang Jianjun returned to the office, it was already past two o'clock, and he was slightly drunk. Seeing that Zhang Zijian was immersed in writing, he thought he was studying the assigned homework, so he opened his mouth and said, "Zijian! I worked so hard at the beginning of school! This sentence is pure ridicule.

"Isn't it?" Zhang Zijian, who quickly wrote the investment report, looked up and said.

"And what do you write?" Zhang Jianjun walked over curiously and looked down at the title. "Strategic Investment in Global Crude Oil"

Drink! What is this kid doing? I thought it was the Minister of Energy and also invested. The baby who came out of the ravine, I really think I know everything, do you know what investment is? Zhang Jianjun knew the nonsense as soon as he saw the title, and he didn't have the heart to read it, so he walked to the desk, and the slender and graceful secretary sent a cup of strong tea.

"I said? Don't get those in my office, put them away quickly, and there will be guests in a while? Zhang Jianjun picked up a cigarette, looked at Zhang Zijian and said.

"Just a while! And a little tail? Zhang Zijian didn't lift his head, and opened his mouth to say.

It took Zhang Zijian half an hour to get out of this investment report, in order to impress his uncle Zhang Jianjun to invest! , who knew that Zhang Jianjun was already houting as he leaned back on the seat.

stepped forward, knocked on the table, woke up Zhang Jianjun and said, "Uncle, can you take a look at the report I wrote?" ”

"Let it go! I'm done with it, and when I have time, will I watch it? Zhang Zijian said listlessly.

"Don't! I think you're free right now! You're going to be late, you don't have time to raise funds, and you can't catch up. Zhang Zijian was a little anxious. The market waits for no one, I convince you that you need to use time, tens of millions of funds are not raised to be raised, you have to calculate the time. You inkblot? Get. Money gone? Am I easy, I, I crossed over, isn't it just to be an official and make a fortune?