Transmigrated as the Dead Wife of a Hong Kong Tycoon [1980s]

Fan Qi was deeply fond of a powerful figure from a Hong Kong novel—a man whose turbulent early life had shaped him into someone irresistibly charismatic.

But admiration was one thing. Fan Q...

Chapter 70 (3/3)

He specifically told Fan Qi: "Don't worry about what people say, your talent can amaze everyone."

"I will." To her, Liao Jiqing is her mentor. Without Liao Jiqing, even with her experience in her previous life, it would be difficult for her to enter the industry so quickly in Hong Kong City in this era.

In the past, everyone knew about securities trading, which was a group of stock brokers answering the phone, shouting prices with gestures, and writing transaction prices on the blackboard. When new exchanges were put into use, most people had never seen what a computer-assisted system looked like.

The Hong Kong Stock Exchange also wants to let the public know about the new trading model, which is why Tang Yuanchao planned this competition, with the studio located in the exchange building. This work is provided for online reading by Situ.com

Fan Qi entered the backstage. At this moment, most of the contestants from various brokerage firms had already arrived. Liao Yazhe insisted on taking her to meet their peers.

Fan Qi held him back: "No need, stock trading depends on strength."

“This line of work requires connections.”

Fan Qi never wanted to get close to others. After all, when the Internet is well developed in the future, they would be known as a legendary ID in the forum and a sales department code on the Dragon and Tiger List. They would not need to socialize with others at all.

She said: "You don't need so much. For me, Yaohua has enough information. Keep a low profile."

The staff came to arrange the seats for the performance. In front of them was a door. When they pushed open the door, they were right on the stage. They were waiting to perform. Fan Qi wanted to keep a low profile, but she found that there was no way to do so. She was arranged to sit in the middle seat next to Xu Miaoer. Xu Miaoer glanced at her with an expression as if she was ashamed to see her.

Fan Qi looked straight ahead and listened to the voice of Tang Yuanchao, the host of the program: "Dear viewers, welcome to watch the "Who is the Stock God" real-time trading competition sponsored by the "Super Rich" game. This column is sponsored by the WO brand clothing of "Restore the original WO, pursue the real WO."..."

After reading the advertisement, Tang Yuanchao said, "Now we invite the contestants to enter."

Fan Qi pushed the door open and walked into a seat that looked like an office cubicle. There is an office desk, a computer and two telephones, the same configuration as in the trading hall. The only difference is that each contestant's desk is open only to the audience seats, and contestants cannot see each other.

Is this to prevent being influenced by other people's ideas? In other words, to prevent yourself from spying on other people's thoughts, just buy what they say.

Tang Yuanchao stood in front, with his back to them, and introduced the guests who came today: "We invite..."

He read out the list of professional supervisors, judges and commentators, and began to introduce the contestants. They were asked to walk out of the cubicles and stand in a row in the front.

There are a total of eighteen contestants participating in this real-time trading competition, from ten brokerage firms. Among these ten brokerage firms, Yaohua and Changxing sent three people, while the other brokerage firms sent two or one person.

When he introduced Fan Qi, he also emphasized his recommendation: "Fan Qi is the youngest contestant and has held the license for the shortest time. Fan Qi, how long have you had the license?"

"Two weeks." said Fan Qi.

After introducing the contestants, Tang Yuanchao walked up to an old broker and said, "We still have brokers like Mr. Chen who have been involved in stock trading since the 1950s. Have you ever seen the madness of capital pouring into Hong Kong after the war years?"

"Yes, at that time many tycoons from Shanghai lost their last gold bars in the stock market."

He walked over to another stockbroker and said, "Mr. Wu, you experienced the stock market crash in 1973."

"It's really scary to see wealth disappear in one day."

He walked to Xu Miaoer again and said, "Miaoer hasn't experienced this yet, but you have a family background in learning this."

“My father always said that people who trade stocks should always remember that there is a sword over their heads.”

Tang Yuanchao walked to the middle and said: "I still want to remind the audience in front of the TV: the stock market is in a state of flux, so you need to think twice before investing.