Chapter 1051 Demon City Base Camp
Li Jiacheng stated: I am willing to be a pioneer!
With this statement, everything was no longer a problem and both sides began to prepare.
It also means that Zeng Wangcai’s days on Wall Street are over and he can return to China.
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In Shanghai, opposite the Shanghai Stock Exchange, there was a restaurant whose doorman once secretly looked down on Zeng Wangcai and his friends.
In this area where every inch of land is valuable, the Western restaurant that once deterred countless ordinary investors has changed its appearance.
The first and second floors of this restaurant are still Western restaurants, but they have been renovated, and an additional floor has been urgently built on top for office use.
This place became Zeng Wangcai's base camp and command center for preparing for a major war.
Zeng Wangcai, who secretly brought Xiaobao back, took a taxi and got off near the Shanghai Stock Exchange. He planned to give his wife a surprise.
"Wow, it's quite impressive!" Xiaobao glanced at the restaurant headquarters across the street, "This is completely different from the last time we came here. From the outside, it looks better than the big hotels on Wall Street."
"You are from another place, right?" a voice sounded behind Zeng Wangcai and the other person.
The two turned their heads and saw that it was a small shop with a very small area and facade, selling cigarettes, alcohol, lighters and so on. There was a lively young man talking inside.
"Brother, you're right. He's from out of town. He just got off the bus." While Xiaobao was paying the fare, Zeng Wangcai talked to the boss.
"I'm a local!" The young boss didn't have the xenophobia of the locals. He leaned over the counter and said enthusiastically, "According to reliable information, the old restaurant has changed its owner, and a big boss has taken over."
"Really?" Zeng Wangcai didn't expect the young boss to be such a chatterbox, and said helplessly, "Take a bag of Asma..."
"Hey, why are you smoking Asma, brother? What are you doing?" A pack of Asma actually revealed the young boss's hometown. The young boss said, "I have to smoke Double Happiness, red Double Happiness, it's a good start."
"No, buddy, do you need a lucky number to invest in stocks these days? As long as you buy, you'll make money, right?" Zeng Wangcai rolled his eyes.
"That's right..." The young boss took out a pack of Asma and took the ten-dollar bill handed over by Zeng Wangcai.
"What? Why are you looking at me?" Zeng Wangcai noticed that the young boss was quiet after taking the money. "This pack of cigarettes seems to be seven yuan, right? Give me the change."
"Uh..." The young boss was probably used to seeing some idiots pretending to be the boss when he opened a shop here. He took out three dollars after hearing Zeng Wangcai asking for money. He stopped pretending and said, "Brother, do you want inside information? I know the leader of the Shanghai Stock Exchange. Does Chen Datong know him? The boss, I can help you buy stocks."
"..."
Haha, so you won’t be satisfied if you don’t make money from me today, right?
Zeng Wangcai opened his cigarette, but before he could take a puff, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Chen Datong coming out of the small door of the stock exchange.
"Old Chen, this way!" Zeng Wangcai waved his hand and then said to the young boss, "Brother, if you need inside information in the future, just go to the restaurant across the street and find me. I'm better than Chen Datong."
The young boss was stunned and shocked. He saw Chen Datong, whom others had been begging to meet, actually jogging towards him with a fawning smile on his face, while the guy to whom he had sold the inside information was the object of Chen Datong's flattery.
"Wow, this is a big shot. Don't judge a person by his appearance..." The young boss took a breath and then regretted not chatting with Zeng Wangcai more just now.
"Why didn't you say hello when you came back? Secretary Fang has blisters at the corners of his mouth..." Chen Datong muttered to Zeng Wangcai.
Zeng Wangcai's plan changed, and the two direct executors, Secretary Fang and Chen Datong, were under the greatest pressure.
In a short period of time, they arranged for more than 100 companies to go public. Part of the list of listed companies was provided by Zhang Xiuzhi at the request of Zeng Wangcai, and part was directly named by superiors.
Although these had nothing to do with them, they were unsure, really unsure.
After the stocks were listed, all the stocks, no matter which company they were from, rose.
Seeing investors' money flowing into the stock market and then into the accounts of those companies, they are worried that if the stock market crashes, those investors will lose all their money...
"Don't worry, this is just the beginning," Zeng Wangcai consoled him. "Don't think that our current scale is large. In fact, it is far from enough. You will know when foreign capital comes in. By the way, what is the daily limit?"
Zeng Wangcai is particularly concerned about this. The daily price limit and daily price limit mechanism are insurance given by his superiors, and Zeng Wangcai cannot stop it.
"The current ratio is 1%!" Chen Datong replied, "But even so, the stock price still rises every day."
"That's not what I'm talking about. I'm talking about letting go," Zeng Wangcai said. "At least 10%, and the ideal is more than 20%."
"Don't scare me!" Chen Datong's face turned pale. "If that happens, a stock will double in a few days. If it really falls, it will kill people. There are plenty of high-rise buildings in Shanghai."
“Didn’t I tell you that foreign capital is going to come in? Besides, even if the stock price falls, we can’t stop investors from jumping off buildings. Since they choose to be leeks... no, they choose to make quick money, so they have to bear the corresponding risks.” Zeng Wangcai said this very seriously.
Chen Datong did not dare to refute the decline, and asked instead: "What about the foreign capital? There is no trace of the foreign capital you mentioned, and there was no money coming into your account at that time."
"Don't worry, it will only take a few days. I will confirm the proportions with Secretary Fang and then the show will begin."
"Okay then, I'll call Secretary Fang!"
"Come over to my place, let's have a meal together later."
"Row!"
Chen Datong followed Zeng Wangcai while talking on the phone.
It turned out that Zeng Wangcai didn't know the way. After the renovation, there was a separate entrance and exit at the back door of the hotel. He wandered around for a long time but couldn't find it. In the end, Zhang Xiuzhi, with a sullen face, came down to pick him up in person.
"Is it fun?" Zhang Xiuzhi, dressed in a professional suit, looked at Zeng Wangcai with her arms folded.
"Xiaobao, you betrayed me!" Zeng Wangcai immediately knew that his whereabouts were exposed.
"Brother, don't blame me. My sister-in-law asked me, and I dare not not tell her."
"Okay, I'll take care of you later." Zeng Wangcai immediately went to his wife's place and said, "I wanted to give you a surprise."
"Hmph!" Zhang Xiuzhi snorted, "Hurry up, there's an email!"
The email was sent from Wall Street, telling Zeng Wangcai that a new foundation had been established, called the Delong Foundation, under the name of a woman named Monica.
In addition to the basic information of the foundation, there is also news about the foundation's itinerary.
"Fuck, he actually came here in person, too damn cautious." Zeng Wangcai complained in his heart, and then said to Chen Datong, "They will be here in three days at most. Let's start preparing. Is Xiao Fang here?"
"Who's coming?"
"Foreigners, foundation, at least 100 billion..."