Chapter 284: Go trade US stocks
When Lu Yiming finished washing up and walked out of the villa, Zhao Tiezhu had already arranged for Zheng Zhiguang and Wen Jindou to put the gifts they had bought in the yard.
Looking at the pile of large and small packaging boxes in front of him, Lu Yiming almost collapsed.
He walked around the gifts and finally started to tease them, "Is this how you rich people give gifts? Wow, Old Zheng, you are really efficient. It's amazing."
After saying that, he gave a thumbs up.
Zheng Zhiguang took Lu Yiming's words as a compliment and breathed a sigh of relief. He then said modestly, "Mr. Lu, you are too kind. Actually, this is nothing. After all, the financial industry is changing rapidly. Efficiency is life and time is money. As long as we can satisfy the needs of our customers, we will do our best to satisfy them."
It has to be said that as a rich second-generation, Zheng Zhiguang's performance made Lu Yiming look at him with admiration.
After all, if he were in a different position, Lu Yiming felt that he could not achieve the same level as Zheng Zhiguang. After all, he could inherit billions of assets just by lying down, so why should he work hard?
But in this world, there are always some people who are different.
Facing Zheng Zhiguang's evaluation of him, Lu Yiming did not comment. He glanced at the gifts and asked casually, "Okay, how much are these things? I'll transfer the money to you."
Zheng Zhiguang waved his hands quickly: "Boss Lu, what are you talking about? It's my blessing to be able to help Boss Lu share his worries and solve his problems. It's so vulgar to mention money. Jin Dou, don't you agree?"
Wen Jindou was already petrified when he heard this. Zheng Zhiguang's dog-licking behavior directly refreshed his worldview over and over again. It was not until Zheng Zhiguang touched him with his elbow that he woke up from his dream and nodded vigorously: "Ah, right, right, right."
Lu Yiming smiled and teased Zheng Zhiguang, "This is unscientific and irrational. Before, when I asked you to treat me to a meal, you looked so embarrassed. How could you be so generous today? Is this because the sun is rising from the west?"
Zheng Zhiguang said calmly: "It's a different time now."
The reason why he felt pain at the beginning was because Lu Yiming was just a small character, and he was afraid that if he took too much, he wouldn't be able to make back his investment, right?
However, shorting the ruble and defending Hong Kong made Zheng Zhiguang a lot of money twice in a row, and his mentality naturally changed.
It’s a pity that Lu Yiming hasn’t “exploited” him much recently, which makes him feel a little uncomfortable. He even feels vaguely uneasy, fearing that his direct relationship with Lu Yiming will become distant.
You know, right now, in Hong Kong alone, there are countless people who want to invite Lu Yiming to dinner.
If Lu Yiming had never accepted such social banquets, how could it have been Zheng Zhiguang's turn?
Regarding Zheng Zhiguang's performance, Lu Yiming shook his head and sighed: "By the way, I still like your unruly look. Can you please recover for a while?"
Zheng Zhiguang was immediately embarrassed when he heard this, not knowing what to do: "Ah... this..."
Lu Yiming, on the other hand, straightened his face and said business: "Okay, I was just joking, don't take it seriously. But I don't like to owe favors to others, and I'm going to take these gifts to meet my future father-in-law and mother-in-law, so it's not appropriate to take them for free. How about this, I'll give you a piece of news, which should be more than enough as compensation."
Wen Jindou, who was standing next to him, seemed to be disdainful of Lu Yiming's "getting something for nothing" trick, and even complained about it in his heart.
This is a gift worth two hundred thousand dollars. You think you can get it back for just one piece of news? Do you think you are Warren Buffett?
But Zheng Zhiguang doesn't seem to think so.
A look of surprise first appeared on his face, then he straightened his expression, took out a gold-plated pen and a notebook half the size of his palm from the lining pocket of his suit, solemnly opened it to a blank page, and waited expectantly for Lu Yiming to speak: "Mr. Lu, you speak, I'll write it down."
Lu Yiming thought about it briefly. It was now the end of 1998. At that time, the Hong Kong stock market did not have Tencent as its stabilizing force. The most popular stocks were Cheung Kong and HSBC.
This year, Li Chaoren's position in Hong Kong was at its peak. If he sneezed, the entire stock market would be shaken. At this time, Hong Kong people believed that Hong Kong would become a city of wealth in the future. There was even a saying that the end of Hong Kong stocks was coming soon.
Therefore, the most popular value investment in Hong Kong right now is to sell the house and immigrate to the Maple Leaf Country, while the only stocks that can be held are Cheung Kong Holdings and HSBC.
Unfortunately, both of these stocks are big pitfalls. The owner of the former, Li Chaoren, will run away in ten years, while the increase in the latter cannot even outpace the domestic inflation. Anyone who buys them will be in vain.
As for the domestic stock market, Lu Yiming was too lazy to comment on it. Ninety-nine percent of people were there to make money from it, and the way they were being made was quite rough and barbaric, with absolutely no gaming experience at all.
On the contrary, the stock market of the United States can still be played with a little bit, at least for now it is still abiding by the rules on the surface.
So, Lu Yiming said to Zheng Zhiguang: "If you are interested, you can try the US stock market now. The concept of the Internet is very popular now, so you should focus on the most popular stocks and buy them. You will make money before October next year. But when it comes to stock trading, it's just like passing the parcel. When it's time to run, run. Don't have any expectations, just like you shouldn't expect your cheating girlfriend to tell you that she will change."
Zheng Zhiguang was writing when he suddenly looked up and said to Lu Yiming with a wry smile, "But I don't have a girlfriend."
Lu Yiming was stunned. He really didn't expect that Zheng Zhiguang, a wealthy second-generation, was so busy that he didn't even find a girlfriend. He immediately patted his shoulder with deep sympathy: "Then accept my condolences."
Zheng Zhiguang couldn't help feeling sad when he thought about the fact that this client who was still in high school was about to meet his mother-in-law.
Which is sadder, being cheated on or not even having the chance to be cheated on?
Although his eyes were a little wet, Zheng Zhiguang still felt a little comforted. After all, Lu Yiming said that if he entered the US stock market and worked in the Internet industry, he could still make money for a year or two. So he could use the money to dilute the sadness of his feelings. At least when the money fell into his pocket, his daily life would not be so empty.
Zheng Zhiguang wrote down the information provided by Lu Yiming in a notebook, then calmed down and said contentedly: "I have written it down. Thank you, Mr. Lu, for reminding me. I will not bother you anymore. Goodbye."
"goodbye."
After leaving the Lu family's gate, Wen Jindou was very puzzled and asked, "Brother Guang, is this one sentence worth two hundred thousand? If I were in your place, I would also say that the A-share market would soar by two thousand points tomorrow!"
Zheng Zhiguang first put away his notebook, and then criticized Wen Jindou with a serious face: "Life can be science fiction, but yours is magical. Did you know that no one is allowed to become a spirit after the founding of the People's Republic of China? Besides, do you think everyone can make money from the stock market? According to the latest data released by the Shanghai Stock Exchange on the cumulative income attribution breakdown of different types of investors: retail investors with account funds below 10 million are almost wiped out, and all are losing money. This means that 99.78 % of retail investors have finally made 9% of the money in the market, but in the end, this money is basically earned by the top 0.4% of the big guys, and the remaining 99.6% of small and medium-sized retail investors have lost money on average. Moreover, from the relevant data, it can be calculated that even large retail investors with more than 10 million will lose money on average once averaged. And the retail investors who can really make money in this market are only a small number of people at the top of the group with an account market value of 10 million. Now tell me again, is Mr. Lu's words worth 200,000?"
Faced with such detailed data, Wen Jindou opened his mouth wide, extremely surprised, but then frowned: "No, that's not right, my teacher didn't say that when I was in school."
Zheng Zhiguang was disdainful of this: "Books tell you what K-lines and trends to look at when investing in stocks, but in reality, most people who make money in stocks rely on insider trading and related transactions. The real means of making money are all written in the criminal law. As for ordinary people wanting to make money from the stock market with their abilities and vision? How old are you, and you are still daydreaming?"
Wen Jindou seemed to have caught the loophole in Zheng Zhiguang's words and said unconvincedly: "If others can't do it, can this guy named Lu do it?"
Zheng Zhiguang squinted at him and said, "You have to admit that there are geniuses in this world. Ordinary people like us can only look up to them, and Mr. Lu is such a person. Among all the people I have met, no one's knowledge and vision can surpass his. Aren't his deeds all written in the newspaper? Didn't you read it?"
Wen Jindou curled his lips and said, "I saw it, but the content is too outrageous. Even the screenwriters wouldn't dare to write it like that. I thought it was just a Hong Kong media reporter who made it up to attract attention."
Zheng Zhiguang immediately became proud. After all, he was one of the people who experienced it firsthand. "What do you know? Those are all true. In fact, many things may not be known by the media. I was in contact with Mr. Lu at the beginning, so I know more than them."
Speaking of this, even now, Zheng Zhiguang still feels sad.
At first, he had suspected that Lu Yiming was the illegitimate son of some big shot, but after getting to know him more and more, he found out that he was just too young.
This guy is not the illegitimate son of some big shot, he is simply the biological son of God!
The speed of making money is even faster than a money printing machine!
At this time, in the villa, Lu Yiming was counting the gifts bought by Zheng Zhiguang.
There is no doubt that they are all high-end products, and almost none of them can be bought in the mainland.
Although the mainland has been reforming and opening up for 20 years, the policies have been repeated during this process, which has caused people to take a long time to adapt to this new change. This is the case for our own people, let alone the connection with foreign countries. Hong Kong has been a bridgehead for the Western camp for hundreds of years, and naturally cannot be compared with the mainland in terms of business.
"Wow, this kid is quite capable and has a bright future." Lu Yiming smiled slightly and was looking forward to tonight's arrival.
After counting the gifts, it was already past ten o'clock. Lu Yiming bought some vegetables when he passed by the vegetable market and then returned to his parents' home.
The reason why he lives in Bihailongting now is because there are many things to deal with, and it is more convenient to live here and deal with people. But as for meals, he doesn't like to cook, and it is impossible for him to hire a nanny or confinement nanny to take care of it now, so he will naturally go home to eat.
It was not yet ten o'clock when he got home. Ning Xuehua was still watching TV in the living room. Lu Yiming put the freshly bought boiled chicken and roast meat into the kitchen and started looking for snacks.
Ning Xuehua put down the remote control, rolled her eyes at Lu Yiming, and casually expressed her concern for her son: "You didn't have breakfast again, did you? I'll go make dinner now, don't eat too many snacks."
Everyone already knew that Lu Yiming lived in Bi Hai Long Ting. Lu Yiming had also suggested that Ning Xuehua and the others move there as well. Although Ning Xuehua had complained several times that the house was a bit cramped, she felt reluctant to leave the house where she had lived for decades empty, so she had not moved yet.
At the beginning, Lu Yiming asked Lin Shuyi for three villas. Now he lives in one, one is for Zhao Tiezhu and his comrades, and the other one is vacant. So he actually doesn't quite understand Ning Xuehua and the others' idea - in order to prevent the decades-old house from being vacant, so to let a brand new villa idle, is this reasonable?
After a while, the meal was ready, but Lu Ding did not come back as usual, so the mother and son had to eat first.
After eating a few bites, Lu Yiming said, "Mom, I won't be back for dinner tonight. I have something to do."
Now Lu Ding is working day and night to develop his hobbies in the company. Three meals a day are basically eaten by Lu Yiming and Ning Xuehua. After hearing what Lu Yiming said, Ning Xuehua was immediately unhappy: "Your father is away from home all day, and you move out now, but you don't even eat at home. Are you still my son? I raised you for more than ten years, and it's in vain!"
After listening to Ning Xuehua's complaints, Lu Yiming was suddenly at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
"Okay, Mom, this is a big deal today, we have to go. I know you're not happy eating at home alone, so call me tonight and give a strict order that Dad must be at home to eat with you!"
Ning Xuehua was still unhappy, and pouted and said, "What big deal can you have?"
Lu Yiming did not hide anything and immediately reported the truth: "My classmate's mother asked me to come over for dinner tonight."
In Ning Xuehua's opinion, Lu Yiming was a poor student who didn't have many friends. He hung out with Li Quanwang all day. If he went to a classmate's house for dinner, he would most likely go to see Li Quanwang. But given their relationship, this wasn't a big deal, so there was no need to mention it.
Ning Xuehua immediately couldn't help but ask curiously, "Son, what kind of classmate is this? Male or female?"
Lu Yiming: "...female."
