Chapter 763
Little Fatty took out a stack of documents from the drawer and pushed them in front of Wang Dachui:
"Mr. Wang, I'm not asking for too much, but we need to see the valuation of professionals."
He paused, his tone hinting at subtle temptation:
"From now on, I will focus on Nancheng, and you can go to Zhucheng to make your own way. The competition won't be big. You know my connections, so I can help you make some connections. It's still a bit of a face."
Wang Dachui's eyes swept over the valuation report, his heart pounding like a rabbit.
He was convinced from the bottom of his heart that by following the momentum of the Southern Tour and engaging in real estate in Zhucheng, he would definitely make a fortune.
But Mr. Pan's attitude clearly shows that he is unwilling to contribute to the Zhucheng project. Wouldn't it be a huge loss if he were to receive 30% of the dividends for nothing?
It’s better to grit your teeth and go it alone, so that whatever you earn will go into your own pocket.
However, the price really put him in a difficult position. If he wanted to buy it, he would have to invest all his capital, and he would not have any left.
He swallowed hard and softened his tone, "Boss Pan... can we discuss the price?"
The fat boy picked up the teacup, the steamy heat blurred his expression:
"Mr. Wang, the price is non-negotiable. You always said that time waits for no one, and that's true. In my opinion, you'd better go back and raise the money quickly, otherwise if I change my mind in a few days, this deal will be ruined."
Wang Dachui stared at the calm face of the fat boy, feeling torn between his conscience and his desires.
In the end, the desire for the "fat meat" of Zhucheng overwhelmed the hesitation.
He slapped his thigh and said, "Okay! I'll go back and get the money!"
That night, the office of Shunfa Real Estate was brightly lit.
Wang Dachui called a few of his confidants together, and they smoked one cigarette after another, with the ashtray piled up like a small mountain.
The funds he withdrew from the stock market plus the dividends from Shunan and the leather factory in one year totaled 100,000.
What should I do with the remaining 100,000?
"Lao Zhang, how much do you think I can get from selling the leather factory?"
"This... the leather factory hasn't been doing well in recent years and isn't very large. Boss, your shares can probably be sold for around 50,000. However, you don't own the leather factory alone. You still need to discuss it with your cousin. It would be best if he's willing to buy it."
"Then I'll go ask him tomorrow. I'm still short of 50,000... I have a storefront in Jiangnan that can probably be sold for 40,000, and I also have a vacant house that can be sold for 20,000. That should be enough."
Lao Zhang pushed up his glasses and wrote quickly on his notebook:
"Boss, the leather factory's production lines were just renovated last year. Logically, they should be worth more, but the market is not good right now. If my cousin tries to lower the price..."
"He dares!" Wang Dachui glared and slapped the table with his fat palms.
"If I hadn't recruited him, he'd still be cooking in Ning County! How can he sit in such a comfortable office? It's only 50,000, not a penny less."
Although he spoke toughly, he scratched the edge of the table with his fingertips. The factory has been managed by his cousin for the past two years. He should also want to buy it out and own it himself, right?
Never mind, the situation is urgent right now and I can’t care about so many things. If he doesn’t buy it, I’ll sell it to someone else!
Xiao Li next to him suddenly interrupted:
"Boss, why don't you hold off on selling that storefront in Jiangnan? I heard they're going to build a commercial street there. Maybe it'll double in value in two years."
Wang Dachui spat a mouthful of tobacco. "Double it? Can we afford to wait? Land in Zhucheng is like cabbage right now. If you miss this opportunity, you'll never get it again!"
He walked to the window and looked out at the dark street. The dim light from the street lamp stretched his shadow very long. "The storefront and the house will be listed tomorrow. Keep an eye on them and sell them as soon as possible!"
While he was desperately selling his properties to raise money, Su Miao and Little Fatty's money in the stock market was like dough with yeast, expanding! Expanding!
After the speech at the Shenzhen Stock Exchange in January, the threshold of the stock exchange was almost broken down.
Twenty million in off-market funds poured in in a single week. The trading hall was crowded with people, and the men in red vests were shouting out prices at the top of their lungs. The numbers on the blackboard were scribbled over and over again with chalk, leaving layer upon layer of ink marks.
Following the speech's front-page coverage in daily newspapers, a pilot program for T+0 trading began in February, spurring an influx of short-term funds and directly triggering a 161% surge. Even the black market premium reached 120 times its face value, and those holding shares walked with a sense of swagger.
In mid-March, Wang Dachui finally raised enough money and bought all of Shunfa shares from Xiaopangge.
At this time, Yuyuan's stock price had soared to 7,000, more than double the 3,000 in January. The red line on the trend chart was like an arrow shot from a bow, making people dizzy just by looking at it.
In Shanghai, Yuyuan employees have become popular in the marriage market, and the original shares they hold are worth more than gold bars.
In June, the Yuyuan board of directors held a shareholders' meeting in Shanghai and passed a resolution to restructure the company.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see how huge the business opportunities are behind this, and everyone is eager to invest their money immediately.
In May, Yuyuan's stock price soared like a rocket and was about to reach the 10,000 yuan mark.
Su Miao pondered the stock market quotes in the newspaper for a long time. She didn't really remember the exact time of the peak, but she remembered that the peak was around 10,500. After Yuyuan's stock price reached its peak, it was split into smaller parts, and the gameplay became complicated afterwards.
Therefore, she wanted to stop here, clear out the money, and then slowly observe the market trends.
In mid-May, she asked her father and little fat brother to go to the Shanghai Stock Exchange and told them to sell out their stocks immediately after the expected stock price was reached.
If Brother Xiaopang still wants to participate in the subsequent stock market, he can decide how much to liquidate by himself, but the part belonging to Su Miao must be sold in full.
In late May, Su Miao received calls from his father and little fat brother at school.
The little fat brother's voice was very excited:
"Miao Miao little rich lady, Yuyuan's share price has really exceeded ten thousand! Oh my god, one share is equivalent to the price of a pound of gold!
My godfather has already cleared out his holdings, and I've also cleared out your share, leaving only 10% for myself.
We! We really made a fortune! "
After the money from selling the stocks arrived, Brother Xiaopang gave Su Miao's share to Su Yuanzheng.
A day later, Su Miao was lying on the small terrace on the second floor of the western courtyard, eating dessert and counting the last few zeros.
Wonderful! Wonderful!
When she just came back, she imagined this scene: owning a courtyard house at the foot of the imperial city, having a property with positive income, and a considerable amount of savings.
Now this deposit far exceeds her expectations at that time.
This stock market miracle allowed the first batch of investors who entered the stock market to gain huge wealth. Among them, the famous "Yang Baiwan" became famous by investing in the "Old Eight Stocks".
She earns more than one million, but she doesn't want to be on TV or be famous. She is content to make a fortune quietly.
She had told Little Fatty before that “Secrecy leads to success, while disclosure leads to failure”, so they let others take the spotlight while they just focused on making a killing.
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