Chapter 648
In the midst of the busyness, it was late May, and the date for stock liquidation that Su Miao had mentioned was very close.
Brother Xiaopang called and said that he would go to Shenzhen in two days and sell his shares depending on the situation.
He has been keeping a close eye on the stock market for the past three months, and the stock market saw a slow increase in the month he first bought the stock.
After mid-March, the stock price began to rise sharply, allowing him to wake up with a smile every day.
He regretted that he had bought conservatively at the beginning, as he only spent 100,000 yuan.
So in mid-March, after the stock price doubled, he went to Shenzhen again and added another 50,000 yuan to his holdings. This was all the liquid funds he could mobilize, and he was scolded by the company's accountant.
After increasing his holdings, he stayed in Shenzhen for a week in a state of anxiety, because he might end up getting stuck in the market if he chased high prices.
What excited him was that the stock price continued to rise and did not experience the collapse he had worried about.
If Su Miao hadn't instructed him to clear out all his inventory by mid-to-late May, he really wouldn't have been willing to do so.
It was May 25th when we arrived in Shenzhen. The hot wind, accompanied by the noisy sounds from the stock exchange, made the whole city restless.
Brother Xiaopang stood in the sales department, looking at today's stock price. There were only two days left before the last selling day that Su Miao mentioned.
But in the past few days, the stock price has been rising as if it had been injected with chicken blood. It has been climbing at the opening every day and can go up even more at the closing.
"How about waiting another day?" The little fat brother muttered to himself, his throat seemed to be blocked by a ball of cotton.
His original capital of 150,000 yuan has now tripled! Who could be willing to give up such a wealth myth so easily?
Recalling the time he increased his holdings in March, he lay awake all night in a small hotel in Shenzhen, staring at the fragmentary stock market news on TV, his heart beating violently with every seemingly plausible piece of news.
Now that he was about to pocket the doubled wealth, he suddenly felt as if his legs were filled with lead and he couldn't take a step towards the trading window.
"Hey! Didn't we already agree on this? Why are you changing your mind at the last minute?"
"What's wrong with me changing my mind? The price has gone up another three dollars today! If I sell it to you, I'll lose a fortune! I'm not selling it! I'm not selling it!"
The sound of arguing came to Little Fatty's ears.
There is still a lack of a strict stock trading system, and buying and selling are often conducted based on mutual credibility.
After the transaction is completed, the buyer and seller will write down each other's ID numbers and then complete the transaction. If it cannot be completed on the same day, it will be postponed to the next day.
However, the stock price rose very quickly at this time, and there was no price limit system, so the next day, when the seller saw that the price had risen so much, he wanted to change his mind.
Disputes and fights often occur for this reason.
Brother Xiaopang decided to go back to the hotel first and come back tomorrow. He would earn as much as he could.
What he didn't know was that a dynamic draft specifically submitted to provincial, ministerial and central leaders for review had already attracted the attention of the leadership.
It was a misunderstanding. The author originally wanted to reflect that the Shenzhen stock market was booming and there were many chaotic situations, and Shenzhen has subsequently taken some necessary measures.
But unexpectedly, something went wrong during typesetting and editing, and the measures section was deleted.
Therefore, what is presented to the leaders are only those "fanaticism" phenomena that have been given as examples.
For example, in Shenzhen, men, women, young and old are all studying stock trading. Government officials, the general public and students are all uninterested in work or study and are all crowding into the sales department.
The stock price has risen so much that even Hong Kong's madams have turned over a new leaf, using their retirement savings to invest in the stock market in Shenzhen...
When the central leadership saw this, they were like, "How can this be allowed? It's already affecting normal social production."
Originally, the new things produced by reform and opening up should be taken seriously and strictly monitored. Immediately, some bigwigs proposed to cancel the stock pilot program in Shenzhen.
However, some leaders felt that further investigation and understanding were needed, so they decided to form an investigation team from the National Audit Office and the People's Bank of China to investigate first.
This is also the reason for the frequent introduction of new policies in the second half of the year.
These days, Little Fatty runs to the exchange before dawn every day, guarding the temple in his heart like a devout believer, but he just can't bear to sell it.
He looked at those stock investors who had red eyes like him, some of whom beat their chests and stamped their feet when selling, while others shouted wildly when chasing the rising prices.
There was a white-haired old man holding up a list tremblingly, muttering "quit while you're ahead", but just as he sold the stocks, the price went up again. The old man collapsed on the ground, crying loudly.
This scene made Little Fatty feel frightened, but he felt more lucky because his stocks were still rising. If he just waited a little longer, he might be able to make tens of thousands more.
As night fell, the fat boy lay on the hard bed in the hotel, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
The neon lights outside the window shine through the mottled curtains, casting strange patterns on the wall.
Su Miao was extremely busy in the capital and did not follow up in real time due to his trust in him. By the time he realized what was happening, it was already May 29th.
Looking at the red circle on the calendar, Su Miao shuddered and suddenly realized that there had been no news since he received a call from Brother Xiaopang a few days ago.
Logically speaking, after the stocks were sold, Brother Xiaopang would definitely call her. Could something unexpected have happened?
Su Miao immediately left a message on Xiaopang Ge's pager and received a call back from him 5 minutes later.
"Miao Miao!" There was some noise in the background of the phone, and the fat guy's voice was a little flustered.
"Brother Xiaopang, what's going on? Have you sold all the stocks?" Su Miao's voice was filled with rare anxiety.
The little fat man's hand was shaking as he held the receiver. "I... haven't yet. After I got here, I saw the stock price kept rising, so I thought I'd wait a little longer..."
Su Miao's head made a "Duang" sound. It hadn't been sold yet, but today...
After receiving the answer from Little Fatty, Su Miao took a few deep breaths and calmed down. He asked:
“Are there any new policies announced today?”
"Today... I heard from the front desk that starting today, the stock price will be subject to a price limit system, with a range of ±10%..."
The fat boy, feeling that he had gotten into trouble because of his greed, spoke in a lower and lower voice, but finally added loudly:
"But the stock price is still rising! It hasn't fallen. From what I heard, it won't rise as much in a single day as before. Miaomiao, should I sell all my stocks today?"
Su Miao on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, then said, "Since the policy has already been released, it's too late to make a move before then. Let's put it aside for now and keep a close eye on the stock price.
Let me think about it carefully, but you must follow my instructions from now on!"
"Okay, okay! Miaomiao! I'll keep an eye on it all the time!"
The sound of electricity coming from the receiver hurt the fat boy's eardrum. He suddenly remembered that three months ago, he told Su Miao very open-mindedly that how much he could earn was up to fate and he would be satisfied with any amount.
But now I have been blinded by greed. Money is really the devil.
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