The next day, just after dawn, Li Muchen hurriedly set out for the Agricultural Bank of China branch on Dongchang Road.
He was a bit thin, with messy hair fluttering gently in the breeze, and beads of sweat on his forehead gleaming in the rising sun. His steps were quick and powerful, as if he was carrying out some urgent mission.
Finally arriving at the bank, he eagerly entered the sales department, his eyes gleaming with eagerness. Arriving at the counter, he took a deep breath, trying to calm his rapid breathing, and politely asked the staff, "Hello, when can I trade bonds?"
When the female staff member heard his question, a look of confusion suddenly appeared on her face, and her eyes were full of doubt. She answered uncertainly: "Bonds cannot be traded."
When Li Muchen heard this answer, his heart was startled at first, as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer. However, just a moment later, a surge of joy like a surging torrent suddenly surged in his heart.
He tried his best to control his expression, not letting his inner joy show, but the slightly raised corners of his mouth and the spark of excitement in his eyes were difficult to completely conceal. That momentary radiance, like a brilliant meteor suddenly streaking across the dark night, illuminated the deepest desire in his heart.
He thought to himself, "This is a golden opportunity gifted to me by God! Look at this employee's face, completely clueless, like a lone boat lost in the vast ocean, clearly unaware of the possibilities of bond trading. Most people must still be wandering and sleeping outside the gates of wealth, like docile lambs yet to awaken. This is like a mysterious island of treasure, uncultivated, and I am about to be the first fearless pioneer."
Although his heart was surging with joy, Li Muchen's face remained calm, like a deep pool of water, unperturbed. He thought calmly, this meant that his competitors might be very few, and his chances of success would be even greater.
Li Muchen suppressed the excitement in his heart and remained polite. He smiled and thanked the female staff member, then turned and left the bank.
As he stepped out of the bank, Li Muchen's excitement grew, as if he was running on air. Filled with joy, he couldn't wait to run to the nearby newsstand and bought a thick stack of newspapers in one go.
When he got home, he didn't even bother to drink a sip of water before diving headfirst into the pile of newspapers. He sat at the slightly worn but neat desk, leaning forward, his elbows firmly planted on the table, his hands tightly gripping the edges of the newspapers, his knuckles turning slightly white from the effort.
His eyes swept across every line of the newspaper quickly and intently like a scanner, his gaze fiery and determined. Every time he scanned a line, his pupils would contract unconsciously, as if he wanted to deeply engrave the precious information in his mind.
His lips moved slightly as he whispered the key data and terms. Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, but he didn't bother to raise his hand to wipe them away.
Sometimes, he would excitedly slap the table with a "bang" sound when he saw a valuable piece of news, a surprised smile on his face, and excitement flashing in his eyes, as if he had discovered a new world; sometimes, he would frown because of some uncertain factors and fall into deep thought, and the newspaper in his hand would be crumpled up, just like his tangled and complicated mood at the moment.
At that time, many ordinary people had very limited knowledge about bonds and were eager to cash in their bonds. In their eyes, bonds seemed like a heavy burden that was weighing them down, so much so that they were willing to sell them to banks at a 20% discount.
To them, bonds seemed like a hot potato, eager to get rid of them immediately. However, they never anticipated that these seemingly insignificant bonds, so eager to get rid of them, could become the key to wealth in the future. However, at the time, they were constrained by their current difficulties and short-sightedness, and missed the potential opportunity for huge wealth.
Shanghai, on the other hand, has always adhered to the strictest standards and regulations regarding bond trading, and has never seen a bond traded below par. This strict environment provides Li Muchen with unique opportunities and guarantees.
Li Muchen firmly believed that this unique situation would become a solid guarantee for his prosperity. He seemed to see the dazzling light of wealth ahead. He firmly believed that in the strict economic environment of Shanghai, his carefully planned path to wealth would be unimpeded, leading him to the success and wealth he dreamed of.
Li Muchen's mind was like a clear and flawless mirror hanging high in the sky. He knew clearly that currently bond trading could only be conducted within the Shanghai Securities Exchange, and that major banks had not yet accepted this business.
This restriction is like a towering, invisible, and solid fortress, ruthlessly blocking many participants who are eager to try and have high expectations. The small number of participants makes this field, which was originally full of potential, seem quite deserted.
However, would Li Muchen have considered this an insurmountable chasm? Quite the contrary, he discerningly saw it as a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He deeply understood that in fields with numerous restrictions and few participants, the rewards of successfully breaking through with fearless courage and extraordinary wisdom are often astonishingly rich.
It's like a vast, yet unexplored, mysterious land of treasure. Countless people can only linger on the edge, sighing in despair. Only those brave individuals with fearless courage and extraordinary wisdom can, with keen insight and resolute action, successfully pierce the fog and discover the invaluable treasure hidden in the depths. However, such insight is only accessible to a select few.
This month marks the first month that individual bond trading is permitted in the city. However, upon entering this specific area on the first floor, the counters of trust management companies and other related businesses, which everyone had been looking forward to, were met with a rather disappointing scene.
I had imagined this place would be bustling with people and brisk business, but the reality was a cold and deserted scene, a stark contrast to my expectations, leaving me with a chilling feeling. The counter was deserted, with few people around, as if forgotten in a corner.
The neat rows of counters seemed especially desolate at this moment, so quiet that one could almost hear the dust falling. The occasional breeze couldn't dispel the heavy, desolate atmosphere. Passersby mostly took a quick glance before leaving without a care in the world. Few were willing to linger. The entire scene resembled a frozen, desolate scene, devoid of any life or energy.
Li Muchen watched all this unfold without a trace of discouragement. He knew that beneath this seemingly deserted surface lay a vast business opportunity. While others saw desolation and hopelessness, he saw untapped treasures and limitless possibilities.
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