Ye Qianwen actually took it upon himself to place an order of five million for him.
"Did you buy the stocks for me with my money or with your money?"
"Is there any difference?"
"Of course there's a difference. If you use my money to buy stocks and lose money, it's my money you have to pay. But if you use your money to buy stocks for me, I won't admit the loss, so the loss is your money."
What kind of person is this! Is this how a boss acts?
"Of course I bought it with your money."
Wan Feng didn't mention a single cent of his share of Qiandong last year and kept it all with Ye Qianwen.
He didn't take tens of millions seriously.
"Have you started building a position?"
"My people are in the stock market."
“How much has been built?”
"The caller said there were dozens of Tibetan Pearls and about 200 Zhongshan Torches."
"So little? What's the point of that? You're just trying to make a living. If you want to buy, do it aggressively. Sweep away as much as you can in the stock market. Remember my words: when Tibet Pearl reaches 24 yuan and Zhongshan Torch reaches 6 yuan, sell them. You must sell at these two prices. Remember?"
Ye Qianwen was dumbfounded. Tibet Pearl could rise to 24 yuan! When he bought it this morning, it was only 10 yuan and 20 cents.
Ye Qianwen took out his phone and called on the spot, yelling on the phone, meaning that he would buy as many of the two stocks as he could get.
The address of the science and technology center has been chosen, and there is no point in standing here any longer, so Wan Feng plans to go see some acquaintances.
Although I don’t have many acquaintances in Shenzhen, there are still a few.
Over the years, Teng Kang has become one of the wealthy people in Shenzhen. Of course, he is not among the richest, but he has considerable assets.
Now he is married and has children. He also has his own business and several stores in Shenzhen.
His business, of course, is selling cars.
He has four stores in Luohu and Futian districts, one of which sells motorcycles, two of which sell pickup trucks and microvans respectively, and now he has added another one selling Panda micro sedans.
Originally, he could have rented a larger place to sell these cars together, but he was ingenious and sold them all in one store, and the effect was surprisingly good.
It’s just that motorcycle sales in Shenzhen seem to be a bit weak recently, especially since some random brands of motorcycles have started to emerge recently.
Teng Kang quickly sensed that the motorcycle industry seemed to have passed its period of huge profits, so he decided to sell all his motorcycle stores, including their qualifications, and only keep the four-wheel store.
He doesn't want to sell it, but there are people outside who want to do it.
It's like a besieged city. People inside want to get out, while people outside are desperately trying to get in.
That morning, he had reached an agreement with someone who was interested in selling his direct sales store, including the cars and store in the store, as well as the direct sales qualification limited to Nanwan Motorcycles, for the price of 800,000 yuan.
After the handover ceremony, Teng Kang returned to his office, feeling a little bored.
Now he no longer goes to the front line to sell cars. He has dozens of employees helping him sell cars and provide after-sales service.
The pickup trucks among these vehicles come from Xiwan and there is a sufficient supply, but the microvans and microcars have to come from the north, and a train can only transport about 180 of them, which makes it difficult to use.
Fortunately, there are ships that can transport thousands of cars.
But now that there is a ship, problems have arisen in the strait. The situation on both sides has become tense. It is not easy for the ship to pass through the strait. Either it has to transfer in Shanghai or it has to go around the open sea.
In the end, the ship had to take a detour to the open sea, which not only prolonged the arrival time but also increased the cost of the goods.
Teng Kang is depressed about this now.
Just when he was feeling depressed, an internal call came in, saying that someone wanted to see him.
Just as Teng Kang was about to say no, another sentence came out of the phone that choked his words back.
"The man said his surname was Wan."
When he heard the last name Wan, Teng Kang became excited.
There are not many people with the surname Wan in this world, and among them, there is only one who is related to him. There is no one else except him.
Teng Kang came out of the office and went downstairs.
Then he saw Wan Feng, Han Guangjia and two others he was not very familiar with in the micro-car sales hall on the first floor.
"I was just saying that my right eye twitched a little while ago. Turns out..."
"That's bullshit. My left eye twitches for good luck, my right eye twitches for disaster. Are you saying I'm the star of disaster?"
Teng Kang was petrified on the spot. Was that what he said? If so, would that be considered flattery?
"Boss Wan! I'm so excited to see you that I can't even talk anymore."
Wan Feng chuckled, "I haven't seen you in years. I came to Shenzhen on business to see if you were still alive and well. Seeing you alive and well makes me feel relieved. I also have an explanation for your sister when I get back."
"Have you eaten yet?"
"I came here after finishing my meal."
"Why don't you come sit in my office?"
"No, I just came to take a look. It's nothing serious. It won't be easy to come here again. I don't know when I'll come next time. One less look is one less."
This guy still speaks without restraint. How come he hasn't been beaten to death in all these years?
“How are the cars selling?”
"Pickup trucks, minivans, and mini sedans are selling well. The best one is the Light of Happiness. The Panda is also doing well now. Motorcycles don't seem to be doing well this year. I sold my motorcycle direct sales store to someone else."
Wan Feng looked at Teng Kang in surprise. This guy is very sensitive to market changes.
You can't help but admit this. Southerners seem to be born to be businessmen. Their quick sense of market changes is unmatched by northerners.
But Teng Kang's agility was a bit too much.
"You're quite perceptive. Last year, some unknown company or individual in Sichuan cracked the 90cc engine, and even released the blueprints onto the market. This led to the emergence of dozens of 90cc engine manufacturers. With so many engines, dozens of complete vehicle manufacturers naturally emerged this year, which is why the market is now flooded with 90cc complete vehicles. Actually, you don't have to close your shop. You can sell fewer 90cc motorcycles, but there's still a strong market for scooters. And our electric-start Feiyue and Huaji motorcycles will be on the market by the end of this month at the latest."
Teng Kang felt regretful when he heard this. Although the sales of Feiyue were affected, the sales of Huaji, or Princess Sissi, directed by Zhang Shiqian, were still quite good.
"Come earlier, even if you come three hours earlier, my shop will stay."
Wan Feng was stunned: "Did you cash it out this morning?"
Teng Kang nodded dejectedly.
"Hahaha! Shabi!" He turned to Han Guangjia and the others and said, "If you haven't seen what Shabi looks like, you can take a picture of Teng Kang now."
Teng Kang was depressed: "Boss Wan, my heart feels like it's been stabbed by a donkey, and you're still laughing at me."
This is a curse word from the north. Who did this guy learn it from?
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