Siheyuan: Banggeng and I are classmates

Chapter 355: The old people in the compound gradually die, the subscription certificate

Time goes by day by day——

Sha Zhu and Xu Damao's life remained unchanged. Winter and summer passed, Sha Zhu was still in good spirits, which largely satisfied Xu Damao's desire to see him suffer.

Yi Zhonghai lived in fear of waiting for death every day. Ever since he last proposed the idea of ​​selling the house and driving Sha Zhu out of the compound, the neighbors looked at him strangely, thinking that he was too cruel and few people talked to him.

Occasionally, when someone was a little friendly to him, Yi Zhonghai was worried that the other person was thinking about his pension money or house, so he didn't dare to get close to the neighbors.

Guang Tian Guangfu moved out of the compound just like in the TV series, leaving only Lao Liu and his wife to live.

Time is like a carving knife. By the winter of 91, Yi Zhonghai's health had gradually deteriorated. It was difficult for him to get up, move around, and cook. The neighbors scrambled to bring him food and urine, hoping to eat him out.

Seeing that everyone in the courtyard was trying to figure out this matter, Yan Bugui simply held a meeting of the entire courtyard and decided to take turns to take care of Yi Zhonghai.

Li Muhua has done a great business in recent years, ranging from small items like colored steel tiles, steel spoons, washbasins, and clothes to large items like televisions and refrigerators.

The factory in Sijiucheng is as big as a small town. It is an advanced enterprise that is often reported in newspapers, and leaders have visited it several times.

Li Muhua has several factories in places like Tianjin and Bao'an, and these are the ones they can see and buy.

Li Muhua also speculated in stocks while buying land and building buildings. He could often be seen in newspapers.

No one knows how much money Li Muhua has. They only know that he spent more than 6 million to buy land in Bao'an to build a high-rise building two years ago, saying that he wanted to build a global enterprise.

Six million—this number is too much for these neighbors to even think about.

Yan Bugui was able to convey his message to the Li family, so no one in Compound No. 95 dared to refute his words.

Yan Bugui said that the neighbors should take care of Yi Zhonghai together, so let’s take care of Yi Zhonghai together.

But only ten days later, before the neighbors in the courtyard had time to take care of him, Yi Zhonghai passed away in the middle of the night.

No one investigated the matter further and just focused on arranging Yi Zhonghai's funeral.

The funeral was handled very properly. Although no one kept vigil over Yi Zhonghai's body, the body was given new clothes and a coffin for burial.

The whole courtyard feasted and drank lavishly for a week at the funeral, and then Yi Zhonghai's house was sold. In the end, each of the 25 households in the courtyard received more than 900 yuan.

More than 900 yuan is not as valuable as it was in previous years, but it is not a small amount, and it is unexpected money. People in the compound are happier than during the Chinese New Year.

After the funeral, Liu Haizhong's health suddenly deteriorated and he became bedridden.

When the two sons heard the news, they rushed back to show their filial piety, and even fought at home, trying to drive each other out of the yard.

Old Liu's wife tried to stop the fight, but was accidentally injured and sent to the hospital.

Yan Bugui didn't find it easy to manage such family affairs. Instead, he felt a little proud of it. After all, his four children were all very filial.

Before Aunt Liu was discharged from the hospital, Liu Haizhong also died on a quiet night.

There were all kinds of rumors in the courtyard. Some said Liu Haizhong was angered to death by his two sons. Some even went further, saying that he was killed by the two sons for money or revenge because Liu Haizhong often beat them when they were young.

Aunt Liu, who had just returned, saw the shabby mourning hall at home. She didn't even wear a mourning hat and just lay down on the coffin and cried. She also died.

This saved the trouble of setting up a mourning shed, so the two brothers let Aunt Liu lie down next to Liu Haizhong.

Even at this time Liu Guangqi didn't come back to take a look.

Some neighbors scolded him for being unfilial, while others said he was filial and did not even want Liu Haizhong's property. They were truly heartbroken by Liu Haizhong.

Say anything.

Yan Bugui felt extremely heavy-hearted when he participated in Liu Haizhong.

Thinking back to the time when they were the first, second, and third uncles, now the old friends have gradually died.

Yan Bugui felt lonely, but had no one to talk to, so he just went back home and drank alone.

Li Muhua didn't know about these things. He was in Bao'an during the Chinese New Year and rushed to Shanghai right after the New Year, waiting for a new historical opportunity - subscription certificates.

This is an opportunity to make money. Li Muhua has prepared funds for nearly two years and even transferred his account registration in advance. But now that the time has come, he is very hesitant about how much to buy.

Not only does it cost money to buy warrants, but you also need to have sufficient funds to purchase stocks, otherwise you can only resell the warrants.

In a luxurious European-style study, Li Muhua sat at the desk with his hands folded, frowning as he looked at the documents in front of him.

This business was a loss no matter how you looked at it, but Li Muhua remembered that it was an opportunity to make money. Many people in Shanghai became millionaires by doing this, and they were just ordinary people with good luck.

Yang Liu quietly pushed the door open and walked in, seeing Li Muhua still deep in thought with some displeasure in his eyes.

"Mu Hua, this business is a loss no matter how you calculate it. It's not just me who says so, everyone else says so."

"There are only a dozen stocks in four draws, and the probability of winning is about 1/10. You still need to spend money to buy the stocks. This is not a business, but a handling fee."

"Banks are promoting the product, and factories are forcing employees to buy it by deducting their bonuses. Sales in the past few days are still very bleak. People are saying that this is a scam."

Yang Liu wanted to scold Li Muhua to wake her up.

As soon as I made a little money from stocks, I forgot what I said at the beginning. In the past two years, the money in the company's account has only come in and not gone out. It is only used to maintain the normal operation of the factory and basic market promotion, without any research and development or business expansion.

The question is, he is waiting for an opportunity. When the news of the subscription certificates came out two months ago, he was like a chicken with its blood pumped up, and he was ready to do a big thing.

When Li Muhua saw that it was Yang Liu, he rubbed his head with a headache.

"That's what the data shows, but I don't think it's right."

Li Muhua had no words to persuade Yang Liu.

Yang Liu sat opposite Li Muhua and leaned over to persuade him: "Stocks can make people rich overnight, but they can also make people return to the pre-liberation era in one day."

"It's better to make money with skills than with luck. You said that back then."

Yang Liu looked at Li Muhua and reminded him not to forget what he said.

"I know."

Li Muhua nodded, put the information aside and said, "I have been playing around for the past two years. I invested two or three million to get into the industry. I just made some money by relying on the good times. I never expected to make money from stocks."

"Besides, my own company has no intention of going public, so how can I be optimistic about the securities market?"

After hearing this, Yang Liu didn't understand what Li Muhua meant, as he was obviously still very sober.

But why do we still have illusions about securities?

Even at the cost of delaying the healthy development of the factory?

"Ah~~"

Seeing Yang Liu's confusion, Li Muhua sighed and said, "Our factory's net profit is less than 15%, which is already a very high profit."

"The normal development is too slow, so I have to take a risky approach."

Yang Liu opened her mouth to persuade him again, but Li Muhua stood up and decided, "It's settled."

"150 million warrants, purchased by the manager of HSBC Bank days later."

100 million subscription certificates, 4500 million, this is almost all the money their company can withdraw from the account without affecting the business.

This was a big gamble for Li Muhua.

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