Zhao Qing sometimes thinks back to the whole process of Fulong’s founding, as if it were a lifetime ago.
He still remembers the days when he was studying at Shanhai University of Finance and Economics. At that time, he always had big dreams and could imagine the future freely. Even if he had nothing, what in this world could hold back the wings of his daydreams
At that time, a group of buddies were arm in arm, taking turns to drink from a bottle of beer bought for two cents, passing a cigarette back and forth to share, and they were all eager to try, thinking that as college students majoring in finance and trade, they would definitely have a chance to show their talents in the future.
College students at that time were really idle. They didn't even have to worry about finding a job as all the local jobs were taken up. Zhao Qing was assigned to the state-owned enterprise Huatong Company right after graduation. Other classmates also had opportunities. Zhao Qing even found out that several of them were children of high-ranking officials in Chengdu. After graduating, they were transferred to the provincial capital through their families' connections.
After that, the classmates had reunions every year, and those from Chengdu would also return to Shanhai. After all, they had been friends for many years during the revolution, and everyone was happy in the first few years. Those who were doing well would talk about what they had seen in the provincial capital, the city's development and the ever-changing situation. At that time, everyone didn't feel much difference, and Zhao Qing didn't feel inferior among them. This farmer's family finally got a stable job through his own efforts and became a member of the public sector, not to mention that he married a girl from the unit. He would be proud of that no matter where he went.
That was when Huatong Company was doing well. As an employee there, he was told that the average income was around a thousand yuan. Although he did not feel complacent about it, he could still gain some vanity from the envious looks of many of his classmates.
But then a wave of state-owned enterprises went bankrupt, Huatong Company's system became rigid and it was unable to transform in time. It relied solely on agency and had no products of its own. It was abandoned by the market and could not pay wages for several months in a row. Its internal structure was in tatters. Zhao Qing suddenly realized that the self who once thought he could accomplish anything in school, suddenly seemed to have lost his courage.
What are lofty ambitions? How can they overcome the hardships of life
The child needs tutoring fees and tuition, and the company needs to raise funds to build a house, so she must take out the money for the construction. She can't drag her family to pay rent for a rented house for the rest of their lives? So she gritted her teeth, took out her savings, and borrowed money from relatives and friends to pay the house payment. Although she still owed money, she finally had a down-to-earth home, and she could finally give her troublesome child a stable home. She felt at ease with a goal in mind, but after paying for the house, she needed to pay for the renovation. She had not yet paid off the previous debt, so she could only bite the bullet and borrow money from her father-in-law and mother-in-law who were already dissatisfied with their daughter finding a rural man.
Fortunately, although the father-in-law and mother-in-law did not look at me well, they still took out the money for the sake of their daughter and grandson. Although he was treated coldly, as a grown man, he raised his head and did not let the tears fall. In front of him, there are hungry children to feed, and a wife who followed him despite the advice of her parents. In the back are projects and performance that are closely related to the monthly salary? Where do you have a way out
It's funny that when I had nothing, I could imagine the future as I wanted. But now that I have a family and a career, I suddenly find that the wings of my imagination are tied.
My dreams used to be infinite, but now I have discovered where the "limitations" are.
The limitations are there. Things that used to make me excited and look forward to them, now seem like a basin of cold water poured onto reality, chilling my heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys.
All those high spirits and ambitions, all those daring to change the world, in the end, I felt that my biggest wish was to spend most of my life supporting a family.
That's why he clearly realized what Fulong, founded by Cheng Feiyang, meant. And what the 200,000 yuan Cheng Ran gave to his son Xiao Shitou when he had a heart attack and rushed to Rongcheng for surgery meant.
The responsibility and warmth in this made Zhao Qing not disappointed with the world.
From a macro perspective, what Zhao Qing saw in Cheng Ran's operations in the stock market this time was that he was following the market maker's rise and fall lines, constantly making up for the declines and chasing the rises, eating up one gain after another. His understanding and mastery of the market even made him feel a kind of mysterious power.
It seemed that the boy had mastered the code of wealth, understood the securities market that presented economic laws, and became a transcendent existence. If Cheng Ran had enough money, Zhao Qing couldn't imagine how much he could stir up from this. I'm afraid he would not be inferior to these large-scale fund main forces that led the stock price.
He almost subconsciously thought of the boss classmate who was so good at making money at the class reunion, always talking about the current trend of making money, the thinking of rich people, how to get along with people and make friends. He even talked about his "anecdotes" of getting into some boss circles and spending hundreds of thousands of dollars on golf equipment.
In recent years, the reunion of classmates is no longer as simple as it was in the past. When we reunited in Chengdu this year, the atmosphere has also changed. Some people have become extreme, some are arrogant, some are stabbing, and some have become very irritable. People began to flatter those who are doing well, while those who paid the bill with a big hand were criticized behind their backs, "You are so great! Why are you showing off in front of us!" In private small circle gatherings, those classmates who were born with a silver spoon in their mouths and are now doing a lot, or have risen to become a certain CEO, now also began to act superior.
Thinking of their awe-inspiring money-making methods and their extraordinary deeds, Zhao Qing could now laugh them off compared to that young man.
And he himself, without knowing when, seemed calm in the face of all this. He was not like the others who were jealous and envious, but rather had a bit of flattery and servility.
I guess this is also the reason why he is not welcome in that circle nowadays.
But there is no way.
When you have seen how hawks fly across the sky.
Then you will no longer be surprised by the flapping of a sparrow's wings.
The battle in the Shanghai and Shenzhen securities markets is still going on.
In the few trading days in June, when Zhao Qing sold Hushan Real Estate, which he had bought at 18.8 yuan, at around 24 yuan, he made a net profit of more than 3 million yuan on this stock that he had bought for 12 million yuan. The total market value of Cheng Ran's stocks and cash on hand had reached 50 million yuan.
This trend is still going on, and the stock market is changing rapidly every trading day...
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In addition to paying attention to the stock market, Cheng Ran began to work hard for the upcoming final exams.
An unexpected incident happened at the beginning of June. As it was the "Civility and Courtesy Month" of No. 10 Middle School, there were students on duty who were responsible for the bulletin board wall of their respective classes. In order to facilitate storage and rest, some classes moved a few stools there. The one in charge of Class 5 was Hao Di and another girl. They had agreed that one would do it in the afternoon and the other would do it at noon the next day. But after Hao Di finished the bulletin board at noon that day, she thought the stools had not been put away, and ended up moving the stools of Class 12 next door by mistake. Who knew that this would stir up a hornet's nest? The people in charge of Class 12 took the stools back. The next day, a group of men and women called Hao Di out and verbally abused her in the corridor outside Class 5.
In fact, the feud between Hao Di and Class 12 has existed for a long time. The reason is that he likes a celebrity in Class 12, who used to play the piano very well in cultural performances. He is usually introverted and doesn't talk much. He has a very "melancholy temperament". Boys like this are usually very popular with many girls, but most of them don't dare to say it out loud.
But Hao Di happened to be a cheerful, outgoing and talkative person. He often liked to approach the other party with his friends and tease him in various ways. As a result, the girls in Class 12 were very disgusted and hated him.
Seeing this opportunity, Class 12 quickly criticized the students. Even Hao Di, who was wearing a big belt, was just standing in the corridor and was besieged by a dozen boys and girls. They all called him a "thief! A thief! Shameless..." and all kinds of excuses.
Hao Di seemed to be stunned by the insults and stood there in a daze. Many onlookers nearby had puzzled or half-smiley expressions.
After the Class 12 group had vented their anger and dispersed, Hao Di returned to the classroom in a daze.
Cheng Ran was concentrating on doing his homework at the table. He only felt that it was very noisy outside. Then he heard the messages coming in one after another. When Zhang Ping walked in from the back door, the things happening at the front door had just ended. He put some things he had just bought downstairs in front of Cheng Ran, and then looked at Hao Di coming in from the door, with a confused look on his face, "What's wrong?"
After Hao Di sat back in the seat in front of them with a flushed face, he suddenly buried his head in his elbows and burst into tears.
After learning what happened from the people around her who patted her on the shoulder to persuade her, Zhang Ping suddenly exploded, "This is too much bullying!"
Then he rushed out of the classroom without saying a word. It was time for the class preparation bell to ring. Zhang Ping went upstairs to Class 12 and kicked the closed back door of Class 12. A huge echoing sound was heard on several floors, and the entire thin iron door was dented.
After the head teacher of Class 12 rushed out, Zhang Ping ran back without looking back and bumped into Zhang Yu at the door.
When Zhang Ping sat back in his seat, Zhang Yu gave him a deep look.
When Zhang Ping was telling Cheng Ran what happened, countless people were looking at them.
After class, news spread to Class 5 that the door of Class 12 was broken by someone who kicked it. Class 12 knew it was someone from Class 5, but they didn't know who it was. It was said that the head teacher of Class 12 went directly to the dean of studies, and I'm afraid he will come to attack us soon.
Everyone thought of a possibility at the same time and said to Zhang Ping, "It's over, the octopus knows it's you!"
As expected, the news of this incident became quite bad after it spread among the grade. The furious head teacher of Class 12 came over with the dean of studies not long after, went into Class 5 to identify the person, and directly interrupted Zhang Yu who was giving two consecutive classes.
The dean explained what happened again and asked the person who kicked the door to come out.
Zhang Ping was a little scared at this time, so when the head teacher and the dean of studies of Class 12 shouted at him, he did not move.
The Dean of Studies looked at Zhang Yu at this time, "Teacher Zhang, the last class was yours, right? Who went out when the bell rang? You know, right? This student is so bad."
Zhang Yu nodded and looked in the direction of Cheng Ran and Zhang Ping.
At this moment, Jiang Hongshao on the left suddenly stood up and said, "I did it."
There was an uproar in Class 5.
The dean was also stunned. He didn't expect it to be Jiang Hongshao.
The head teacher of Class 12 thought of the kick that scared him in the last class, and the figure he vaguely saw when he rushed out of the classroom, and said, "It's not you! It's someone else."
The dean looked at Zhang Yu again, "Teacher Zhang, is it her?"
At a moment when the whole class almost held their breath, Zhang Yu nodded.
The director looked at Jiang Hongshao sternly, "Why did you kick someone else's classroom door?"
Jiang Hongshao turned to look at Hao Di, who was already shocked and bewildered at this time, and then turned to look at the other class teacher, "Because you moved the wrong stool, your class came to our class and insulted our classmates... It's too bullying!"
The head teacher surnamed Zhao was stunned. He never expected that Jiang Hongshao would be so confident.
“Nonsense!”
The dean frowned, "Come to my office after class to explain the situation!" He turned to the head teacher of Class 12 and said, "Old Zhao, you should also take care of your students!"
The head teacher surnamed Zhao choked. He was already in the teaching office. He knew that this girl had always been ranked first in the grade. What else could he do now? Hearing the director's sudden change of tone and the attitude of making a big thing small, he had to insist on arguing without understanding the situation. No one would be able to save face after that.
For the moment, he could only put on his usual dignified look and nodded heavily, then turned and walked away with an expression of "I have caused you some trouble, you should digest it well."
After the dean gave a few instructions and left, the entire Class 5 was not looking at Jiang Hongshao who was standing in front of them, but at the "octopus" with a pale, sickly face.
Zhang Yu had a blank expression on his face, as if nothing had happened. "Let's continue."
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