As Zhou Wenyi entered her late pregnancy, she not only suffered from lower limb edema but also from pubic bone pain. Therefore, Gu Wei devoted more energy and time to her and only visited the VIP room every now and then.
However, although Gu Wei rarely appears in public, many people are watching him both openly and secretly.
After all, the move to decisively sell off all shares when the market was still at a high level and everything was red was both amazing and admirable.
Moreover, most people assumed that he would definitely get a share of the profits when the lottery for new share subscriptions in Shenzhen was released.
On this day, Song Daming and Cheng Ranran's son was born.
Gu Wei and his group visited him at the private hospital.
Song Daming, now a father, grinned foolishly as he showed off to them, "Look at my son, he weighed 10.2 pounds at birth, two pounds heavier than your little Xingxing."
Looking at their baby, who was all red and wrinkled and much uglier than their own little star when he was born, Gu Wei and Zhou Wenyi exchanged a knowing glance.
"Indeed, this child is quite old."
"Honey, look how well his hair has grown; it's even past his ears."
What parent doesn't love to hear others praise their child? Song Daming and Cheng Ranran, who was lying in the hospital bed, were both beaming with joy.
Zhou Wenyi was quite far along in her pregnancy, and she got tired after standing for a while. She gently stroked her round belly and slowly walked to the chair next to her best friend's hospital bed to sit down and talk.
"I really envy you, you've finally given birth. I still have to hold on for a while longer."
Cheng Ranran had a C-section and still had a pain pump on her wrist. She glanced at Zhou Wenyi and said, "Don't be envious, you won't be around for long either. I bet by the time I finish my postpartum confinement, your due date will be right?"
Zhou Wenyi nodded. "Pretty much."
Gu Wei and Song Daming stood in front of the portable crib, looking at the baby and chatting.
"I originally thought my family would have a little princess, and we could become in-laws, but that's not going to happen now, it's all boys," Song Daming said with a hint of regret.
"It's not like we're not going to have children anymore, let's see." Gu Wei was actually a little disappointed. He had thought that his wife's second child would be a girl, but it turned out to be another boy.
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Time flew by, and on July 25, 1992, the third lottery for Haicheng stock subscription certificates was held.
The odds of winning the lottery this time are much lower than last time.
However, Gu Wei still has some subscription certificates that have been successfully allocated, which can be used to purchase new shares.
In August, with the release of the Shenzhen Stock Exchange's IPO certification announcement, it announced the issuance of 500 million domestic public shares and the sale of 5 million IPO subscription lottery forms. Subscriptions were conducted with an ID card, with one lottery form per ID card and a maximum of 10 forms per person per transaction.
To control the number of applications, this application form is not free; each form costs 100 yuan.
Then, at an appropriate time, 500,000 valid lottery forms will be drawn at once, with a winning rate of 10%. Each winning form can subscribe for 1,000 shares of the company's newly issued stock.
Shenzhen is in complete turmoil!
It is said that people from Haicheng rented an entire floor of a hotel in the heart of Shenzhen in advance, people from Beijing set up camp at the Emperor Hotel, and people from Northeast China stayed at the Tianchi Hotel, just steps away from the securities company.
People from all over the country flocked to Shenzhen.
These people came together for a common goal, and stocks were a common topic of conversation.
The entire city is so overcrowded that even water consumption has increased dramatically.
Due to insufficient prior preparation, some areas even experienced water shortages or water outages.
Gu Wei didn't join in the fun, but he kept a close eye on the developments in Shenzhen.
Qin Zhiheng, who was directing operations from the hotel, and Chu Baisheng, who was working and living in the area, undoubtedly became his sources of the latest information.
The plan was to start issuing application forms on August 9th, but as early as August 7th, some investors started queuing up at the outlets two days in advance.
Open spaces, green belts, stairwells, restrooms—anywhere people could stand was occupied by stock market investors.
They were lined up chest to back, students, farmers, migrant workers, intellectuals, men and women, young and old, all kinds of people were there.
The short dozen or so steps in the lobby of the business department were stacked one after another, forming a human pyramid of six layers.
Adding to the heat was the muggy weather; it was sweltering, and everyone was drenched in sweat.
Outside the queue, a group of vendors had gathered, selling pancakes, water, herbal tea, soy milk, and toilet paper. Eggs were being fried for two yuan each.
On August 10th, Haicheng held its fourth lottery for subscription certificates, which was also the last one this year.
During the day, Gu Wei once again sold off all the stocks he had.
His action drew attention again to those in the VIP room who hadn't gone to Shenzhen.
Two men, their expressions constantly shifting, eventually beckoned the trader over.
Although the Shanghai stock market seems to be booming, the stock market is ever-changing, and who knows whether it will rise or fall in the future? To be on the safe side, it's better to follow in the footsteps of this genius, Gu Wei.
However, some people remain optimistic, firmly believing that prices will continue to rise, and are reluctant to sell, even buying in large quantities.
There were also people gloating and waiting to see Gu Wei and the others make a scene.
After all, the bold get rich while the timid starve; those who aspire to great things cannot be timid and follow the crowd blindly.
Late at night, in the bedroom of a small villa in Haicheng, a table lamp emitted a warm yellow light.
Gu Wei, who had just fallen asleep in bed, was awakened by a piercing phone ring.
He groggily opened his eyes, glanced at the time, and his heart sank, sensing that what was bound to happen had finally arrived.
After answering the phone, there was some background noise and Qin Zhiheng's slightly hoarse, heavy breathing voice coming through the receiver, "It's insane, really insane. Sold out in just a few hours, and then..."
Gu Wei listened silently to Qin Zhiheng's rapid-fire narration, his feelings extremely complex.
At the outlet where thousands of people lined up, only a little over 300 application forms were actually sold.
As soon as the sell-out announcement was released, resellers with hundreds of application forms immediately began selling them at ten times the price.
Extreme disappointment and anger, coupled with a widespread aversion to backdoor deals, led a large number of stock market investors to take to the streets. The lines of people stretched along the way, with investors from various sales outlets rushing to join in the support.
It can be said that the behavior of the shareholders was undoubtedly irrational, but at the same time, the fact that there was internal fraud is undeniable.
Such a shocking scene exacerbated the conflict.
"Brother, I'm so glad I listened to your advice, otherwise my men would have suffered much worse injuries than just minor ones. From now on, you're my closest brother, so please don't hesitate to ask for my help if you ever need it."
Gu Wei instantly thought of the saying that close brothers should pay extra, and the gloomy atmosphere was swept away.
He suppressed a laugh and said, "Okay, I promise I won't hold back if my brother gets into trouble in the future."
The two chatted for a while longer before ending the call.
Gu Wei put down the phone and stared at the night outside the window for a long time without falling asleep.
In the following days, the events in Shenzhen became a social topic, and were reported by television, radio, newspapers, and other media.
Everyone has truly realized that the saying "the stock market is risky and investment requires caution" is not just empty talk.
Haicheng's stock was also greatly affected, and continued to plummet.
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