Rebirth 1994: Starting from laid-off workers

"How much goods have been sucked, and how much funds are left?"

Zhang Jiaqiang asked straight to the point.

Gao Shou showed a wry smile and showed Zhang Jiaqiang a look at the backend of the account.

The two accounts add up to 160 million.

I still have so much money left after several days. If I add the 50 I just saved, I’m afraid I won’t be able to complete my plan by the end of the month!

Originally, Zhang Jiaqiang wanted to attract at least 500 million in goods. Even if it only doubled, it would still be more than 1000 million.

But now we only have 300 million of the goods after we have fully purchased them, which is still a long way from the goal. What will we do with the remaining funds?

Gao Shou pointed to the time-sharing chart on the screen and said, "The lower the stock price, the less and less bulk goods. If this continues, we will absorb all the bulk goods on the plate. Now I am following the dealer to steal the goods secretly. , if you make a big move, you will definitely be discovered!"

Neon stocks have dropped to [-] yuan. Judging from the market, no matter how the market makers shake up their positions, there are very few large transactions.

Zhang Jiaqiang also frowned for a while. Did he let the 200 million become redundant funds and take it back to the factory?

If you don't want to give in, you can buy other stocks. When the big market breaks out in August, you can make a lot of money along with it.

It's a pity that apart from remembering the sharp rise of leading neon stocks, he doesn't remember the other increases at all. If he buys a junk stock, it's better not to buy it.

Suddenly Zhang Jiaqiang remembered that some large investors held a lot of neon stocks in their hands, but they just held back because they thought the price was low.

If you can contact those people, increase the price, and go through the transfer procedures directly without going through the market transaction, it should be possible.

But how to contact those people?

From the corner of his eye, Zhang Jiaqiang glanced at Qian Lao, who was engrossed in watching the market.

He quickly wrote a line on the paper - Has Mr. Qian asked you anything recently?

Gao Shou took a look and wrote on the paper - I asked about the original stock several times, but I ignored him.

It seems that this old money fan is about to take the bait. Zhang Jiaqiang wrote on the paper - If he asks you again, ask him to call me!

After writing, he deliberately raised his voice and said.

"Don't touch the remaining funds, I will be of great use in a few days!"

After that, he patted Gao Shou on the shoulder and walked out the door. He left the main room without even saying hello to Mr. Qian.

Watching Zhang Jiaqiang go out, after waiting for a moment, Qian Lao walked to Gao Shou with a smile.

"Xiao Gao, it's fate that we are the only ones staying in the big house. If you want to eat something for lunch, Uncle Qian will treat you!"

Anyone who thinks Gao Shou is a fool is a real fool.

Gao Shou smiled naively and said, "Uncle Qian, I don't have any fat in my stomach anymore. You just have to do whatever you want. I don't care about steamed buns and pickles. I can also eat abalone, ginseng, wings and tripe!"

Mr. Qian has been having no income lately, and money is tight. Hearing this, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of pain, but in order to get the news, he just gritted his teeth and called the waiter and asked her to help him go to the restaurant downstairs. He ordered a bunch of hard dishes and asked for them specially. A few cold beers.

Just after closing, the restaurant sent someone with food boxes to deliver seven or eight hot dishes, filling the table.

Qian Lao paid the bill distressedly, pretending not to care, and enthusiastically asked Gao Shou to come over for dinner.

He also opened the beer with his own hands and filled a cup for Gao Shou. He planned to drink Gao Shou unconscious so that he could ask more questions.

"Xiao Gao, it's a hot day, let's have a drink to cool down!"

However, Gao Shou was not fooled at all. He picked up a piece of roasted sea cucumber with green onions and stuffed it into his mouth with his chopsticks, "No, no, I'm not drinking. I'm still reading the market this afternoon!"

After saying that, you can eat whatever you like without any hesitation. It was like a storm, and you ate it happily.

Mr. Qian was so angry that he almost pulled off his beard, so he had no choice but to drink by himself and watch Gao Shou enjoy the meal.

After Gao Shou had finished eating, Mr. Qian finally took the opportunity and asked.

"Xiao Gao, how is the food? Is it enough? How about ordering a few more?"

Gao Shou said, leaning on the sofa while burping.

"That's enough. I'm full. Do you want to inquire about something? Just tell me!"

Mr. Qian said, "Actually, it's not something important. I'm just bored. Let me talk to you to relieve my boredom!"

"Oh..." Gao Shou yawned, slowly closed his eyes, snored in the blink of an eye, and fell asleep!

Mr. Qian's old face suddenly turned red with anger, he stood up and was about to leave.

Gao Shou suddenly opened his eyes and grinned, "I'm sorry, I feel sleepy after eating. If you want to ask anything, just call the boss directly. He told me before he left!"

"You didn't tell me earlier..." Qian Lao rolled his sleeves, returned to his seat and touched the phone.

At this moment, Zhang Jiaqiang was sitting in a Shandong cuisine tavern, drinking wine with Pu Zhenhuai and flirting with each other. A strong smell of ambiguity filled the small tavern.

The business in the tavern was already light at noon. Xu Dahai felt goosebumps on his body when he saw the two of them. Finally, he went directly to the kitchen out of sight and out of mind.

This couple was the only one left in the tavern lobby.

Pu Zhenhuai asked in a tired voice while Zhang Jiaqiang was drunk and in a state of intoxication.

"Director Zhang, why did I hear recently that Dongfanghong Commercial Building is going to issue original shares? Is this happening?"

Zhang Jiaqiang deliberately pretended to be sultry and said, "You are naughty and call me Factory Director Zhang. Do you believe I will spank you?"

Pu Zhenhuai looked shy and shook his arm gently.

"Oh, you are evil and bully others. Tell them first to see if the news is accurate!"

Zhang Jiaqiang's drunken eyes showed a trace of clarity, "You and Mr. Wang have such a good relationship, why do you still need to ask me about this?"

Pu Zhenhuai wanted to scold you, but she asked you because she couldn't find any words in that bastard's mouth. These men all look lustful and impatient, but at the critical moment, they are smarter than monkeys and don't reveal the truth at all. Bottom.

Just when Pu Zhenhuai was racking his brains to think of a way to pry Zhang Jiaqiang's mouth open, the big brother on the table rang.

Zhang Jiaqiang took one look, immediately picked up the phone and walked outside the door.

Pu Zhenhuai followed quietly, standing behind the door and eavesdropping.

The call was from Mr. Qian, and he asked straight to the point.

"Jiaqiang, the old man wants to ask you something. If you can tell the truth, I owe you a favor!"

Zhang Jiaqiang guessed that Pu Zhenhuai must be eavesdropping, and deliberately raised his voice, "It's about the original stock, right?"

"Mingren won't tell secrets. Just this matter. I heard that I have a subscription share in my hand. I don't know if I can share it. Don't worry, you will never suffer a loss in terms of price!"

Zhang Jiaqiang lowered his voice to a very low voice again, "The share issue is too far away. I can only tell you now that the matter has some clues. When it is implemented, I won't be able to share it with you, but now you have to give me some news!"

Lao Qian's voice on the phone was obviously excited, "Okay, okay, Jia Qiang, just ask whatever you want to know, and I'll tell you everything I know!"

Zhang Jiaqiang said, "Tell me, who still has a lot of neon stocks in their hands?"