Volume 4: The World of Great Conflict Chapter 0449 Great Era
Xiangkeng, at nine o'clock in the morning, Zhao Shixian and Nian Lufu were already sitting in the VIP room of PV Securities. In addition to the two of them, there were several traders in suits and two traders in red vests, also known as market representatives.
In addition, there was a short little girl who was drinking soy milk with a straw in her mouth. She was the most important person in the VIP room. Her scientific name was the Inspector General of Eight Prefectures. The straw was her imperial sword, which could be used to kill her lovers and confidants.
"Gu Changsheng, Cong Budie, the two of you go to the trading hall and prepare now. Eat as much as you can get below 5.4 yuan," Zhao Shixian ordered.
"yes."
The two men in red vests agreed and walked towards the trading hall.
"You guys go out and prepare to collect the news." Zhao Shixian pointed at the traders and said.
Computers had not yet been introduced into stock market trading. Traders did not need to stare at several monitors or type on keyboards. Their main job at the time was to collect information and spread it to every corner of the trading hall. They tried to get the news before the buy and sell orders were written on the blackboard, giving decision makers some time to consider the pros and cons and grab the food in the bowl.
If there is no wind to collect, then go back to the VIP room to participate in discussions and decision making.
After Zhao Shixian sent everyone away, he came to Nan Ruoyin and said, "Rachel, tell Aunt where your unfaithful father is."
Nan Ruoyin pretended to be confused and said, "I don't know. Daddy probably doesn't want me anymore. He doesn't even want to tell me where to go. Woohoo, no one wants me anymore."
"You are so clever, just cover for that enemy." Zhao Shixian poked Nan Ruoyin's forehead with his finger and said with a smile: "Watch Aunt's operation later and learn well."
"Okay."
As soon as Gu Changsheng and Cong Budie stepped into the trading hall, they attracted the attention of other red vests and yellow vests [Hong Kong Stock Exchange staff], and they all started talking about it.
"Why are the two of them here? It looks like something big is going on." said a middle-aged man wearing black-framed glasses and with the number 0188 on his red vest.
The young man next to the middle-aged man glanced at Gu Cong and the other man and said, "Uncle Ming, isn't it 8822? They are from PY Securities. Don't they come here every day?"
"Bo Zai, are you blind? Don't you see who it is? It's Gu Changsheng and Cong Budie. This means Zhao Shixian has come out on her own. Boy, let me tell you, I've been here for so many years, and I've only seen her come to the exchange twice, and each time she came, it was a big move.
Look, last time she came she was in charge of sweeping the incense and electric lamps, I don’t know which one she’s targeting this time, it’s been distributed, just follow suit and buy it later.”
The middle-aged man said excitedly, then picked up the microphone at his seat to test whether the phone was working properly. After the market opens, all trading instructions will be placed through this phone. If there is a problem with the phone, he will be in trouble.
Ring ring ring!
As soon as half past nine arrived, the bell in the trading hall rang, and a red fluorescent screen on the wall lit up. The red fluorescent words on it represented the current Hang Seng Index.
Below the fluorescent screen is a long blackboard. On the blackboard are nameplates with the Chinese and English names of the listed companies written on them. Below the nameplates is a corresponding grid on the blackboard.
The grid is divided into two parts, one side is for buying and the other side is for selling, which are the buying and selling orders of stocks.
Several red vests left their seats and came to the blackboard opposite the trading seats. They picked up a piece of white chalk and wrote a number in the bid box at the top of the corresponding stock buying column. This was the bid price.
Then write the number on your red vest [hereinafter referred to as the transaction code] under the bid box, which means you want to buy the goods. The act of writing numbers on the blackboard is called writing a card.
After writing it, he started shouting: "013, 013, 1.2 yuan."
This is a sweep of stocks. The number in front is the stock code, and the number behind is the bid. If other traders want to sell, they will simply shout out how many shares they want to sell. The sweeping traders will write down the number, and the deal is done.
When the stock market closes, both parties will make the settlement.
Whether the numbers are written on the blackboard or shouted out by the traders, they are all written with a golden pen and a golden mouth. You have to be responsible for what you say or write down. You cannot joke about it, otherwise you will have to go to Stanley for further studies.
Gu Changsheng and Cong Budie stood calmly at the blackboard grid of Kangcheng Yingni without shouting. They wrote down the selling price and transaction code in the column where other traders were selling. As long as Gu Changsheng saw that the bid was not more than 5.4 yuan , he would directly ask: "How much?"
"8,000."
When he heard the number of shares, Gu Changsheng drew a slash through the seller's transaction code with chalk, which meant the deal was done. Then, he erased the selling price and transaction code and waited for the next one to write.
Cong Budie was standing nearby, holding a notebook in his hand, recording how many stocks were bought at what time and which trader sold them.
In this way, one transaction after another was completed. As the number of purchases increased, the buying and selling became vigorous, the turnover rate increased, and the stock price began to slowly climb.
Hong Kong stocks at this time were more affected by buy and sell orders than in later generations, because they were all face-to-face transactions. Although it was usually traders who came forward, in theory, the rise and fall of stocks and the profits and losses of the bosses behind them had little to do with them.
But in reality, traders often involve their own money in the operations, which puts themselves in the game, and the expressions on their faces will more or less reveal their true colors.
If a trader shows fear on his face, his opponents will pursue him relentlessly; if he appears too excited, his opponents may retreat.
Therefore, in addition to professional financial knowledge, it is best for traders to also understand performance.
Gu Changsheng and Cong Budie are both very talented in acting. They remain calm and never reveal a single bit of their true emotions.
Of course, the reason they can do so well is that PY Securities has always been smooth sailing. They have never been under the pressure of life and death, so they can naturally do better.
Seeing Gu Changsheng buying up stocks, the traders with numbers 8866 and 8888 on their red vests quickly called their behind-the-scenes figures to report.
The person behind trader 8866 is Li Tongban, and trader 8888 is from HSBC, with Wu Zhenlin suspected to be behind the scenes.
Li Tongban put down the phone, lit a cigar, took two puffs and fell into deep thought.
Kangcheng Yingni has been planning for a long time. Since he acquired Qingzhou Yingni in 1979, he acquired Huaguo Cement. After the merger of the two companies, Qingzhou Yingni has further grown and further consolidated its position as the number one cement company in the country.
The acquisition of the two cement companies not only allowed him to expand into the building materials sector, but also allowed him to acquire the prime land held by the two cement companies.
By taking over Hong Kong Yingni, he could not only monopolize the cement supply in Hong Kong, but also get the land in Hung Hom, which was a win-win situation.
But who knew that Cheng Yaojin would show up unexpectedly, and there were two of them at once, which made him a little depressed.
As for the previous Cheng Yaojin, Li Tongban had already found out through his connections at HSBC that the company that came forward was a company called Qilin. Although he had not yet found out who the boss was, he had already been targeted by him.
Now this Cheng Yaojin...
Zhao family?
It’s not the Zhao family. They don’t invest in real estate. It should be a client commission accepted by this girl Zhao Shixian.
Thinking of this, Li Tongban picked up the phone and called Zhao Shixian.
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"How much did you collect?" Zhao Shixian asked.
Nian Lufu replied: "90,000 shares, average cost 5.35."
"Call and buy another 20,000 shares. When it reaches 110,000 shares, we will stop today. Don't push the stock price too high."
"good."
Nian Lufu agreed and called the trading hall.
Nan Ruoyin stood in front of the French window, looking at the trading hall through the blinds, listening to the conversation between Zhao Shixian and the other person. Just as Nan Yi had told her, she only brought her ears and eyes, leaving her mouth at her home in Repulse Bay.
"Hello, who is this?"
Zhao Shixian's phone rang and she picked it up.
"Uncle Li, what do you want from me?"
"My dear niece, I heard that you are buying shares of Kangcheng Yingni?"
"Yes, Uncle Li, you know it."
"Of course I know. I have always been paying attention to Kangcheng Yingni. My dear niece, it shouldn't be you who wants to acquire it. Would you mind telling me who it is? I want to have a chat with the other party."
"I'm sorry, Uncle Li, I'm not in a position to tell you this. I have my professional ethics."
"It's inconvenient. It's okay. Then you can tell your client that I want to talk to him." Li Tongban had a superficial relationship with the Zhao family, and he knew it was not that easy to ask, so he settled for the next best thing.
"Okay, I'll tell my client." Zhao Shixian hung up the phone and said to Nan Ruoyin, "Call your father. Li Tongban wants to talk ."
"oh."
Nan Ruoyin responded, took off her backpack, took out a pink brick weighing nearly two kilograms, pressed it with her fingers, and put the brick to her ear.
"President, the second lady is calling."
It was already 3:30 in the morning, and Nan Yi was feeling a little sleepy. He made himself a cup of espresso, took a sip, and frowned.
Putting the coffee cup aside, he took the phone from Ueto Masami, "What's wrong, little girl?"
"Dad, Aunt said Li Tongban wants to talk to you."
"I understand. Someone will go to see him. Be good there and don't make any trouble." Nan Yi instructed.
"Hey, Dad, I'm very good. Wait, Aunt wants to talk to you."
After waiting for a few seconds, Zhao Shixian's voice came from the phone, "Li Tongban attaches great importance to Kangcheng Yingni, are you sure you want to meet him?"
"In business, you need to be friendly to make money. This time, it's not a matter of whether to fight or not. I will exchange interests with him."
"It's enough for you to know. I won't tell you yet because I'm still busy here. Also, you'd better come back as soon as possible and explain to me that you're married." Zhao Shixian said resentfully.
