Chapter 478 The Shanghai Stock Exchange Officially Opens
Chapter 478 The Shanghai Stock Exchange Officially Opens
Upon arriving in Kyoto, the three went straight to Zhuang Chaoying's courtyard house in Nanluoguxiang.
During his summer vacation, Lin Wufeng went on a business trip with Factory Director An and bought two courtyard houses. However, those houses were so dilapidated that they were uninhabitable. He bought the houses more than a year later, and the property prices had already risen considerably. The two courtyard houses cost him 230,000 yuan.
Zhuang Chaoying was very efficient; the very next day, she helped introduce him to Director Wang of Kyoto Television.
The competition for midnight advertising slots during the Spring Festival Gala is so fierce that it's practically a battle of money; whoever bids the highest gets the advertising space.
The newly established factory was determined to win the bid and ultimately surpassed the 600,000 yuan sponsorship fee offered by Shandong Combas Watches, successfully securing the title at a high price of 700,000 yuan.
This decision will undoubtedly inject strong momentum into the brand promotion of Xinsheng Factory, and Xinsheng Factory will gain unprecedented exposure on the upcoming Spring Festival Gala stage.
After finishing her work, Zhuang Chaoying was finally able to devote herself fully to her graduation thesis defense.
In the dormitory of Kyoto Academy of Letters, it was still the same familiar dormitory, and the same familiar people—it was still him and Yu Hua.
The two sat in the dormitory, eating barbecue and drinking beer.
Yu Hua drank his wine while reminiscing.
"Anhe, I really didn't expect this. I thought that after finishing my master's degree and getting a diploma from Kyoto Normal University, everything would be fine. Who knew that, damn it, the degree certificate would be even more important."
Professor Wang called me to ask if I had prepared for my graduation thesis defense. I told him I didn't need that degree; a graduate diploma was enough. Professor Wang then scolded me, saying I didn't understand and that they only recognized a master's degree.
He was genuinely confused; was his graduation certificate really no longer valid?
Zhuang Chaoying nodded in agreement as she ate her lamb skewers. "I had forgotten about it too. Uncle Wang even reminded me about it before."
Yu Hua raised his bottle and clinked it against Zhuang Chaoying's, a look of helplessness mixed with nonchalance. "Forget about the defense, it's good that I came to Kyoto. It's a good way to relax and get together with you all. Let's call Tie Sheng out tomorrow. I've never spent a winter in Kyoto before. Let's have a snowball fight, Anhe!"
Zhuang Chaoying placed the bamboo skewers on the table. "It all depends on our luck; it would be best if it snowed."
Soon, the day of the graduation defense arrived.
Zhuang Chaoying's thesis topic revolves around his first novel to win the Mao Dun Literature Prize, "2030," and his in-depth exploration of the future development trend of novels.
The teachers sitting in the audience were deeply attracted by his novel ideas.
At the time, science fiction was not widely valued, but Zhuang Chaoying's insights contained many unique perspectives and imaginative ideas that they had not considered.
Perhaps his winning of the Mao Dun Prize was related to his yearning for a better future as depicted in his novels.
During the defense, Zhuang Chaoying answered questions confidently and fluently.
Ultimately, both he and Yu Hua successfully passed their graduation defenses and obtained their master's degrees.
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On November 26, an incident occurred in the Jiaotong University cafeteria.
Pengfei and Xiao Zhou were sitting side by side on chairs, with boxed lunches in front of them.
Pengfei picked up an egg and put it in Xiao Zhou's lunchbox. "Yaqin, eat more eggs to nourish your brain."
Xiao Zhou was a little embarrassed, since there were people watching. "Don't just focus on me, you should eat too."
Just then, the familiar opening music of "News Broadcast" came from the television set on the table in front of the cafeteria, instantly attracting Pengfei's attention.
He subconsciously looked up, his eyes glued to the television screen.
"On November 26th, this newspaper reported that, authorized by the State Council and approved by the People's Bank of China, the Shanghai Stock Exchange was officially established. This will be the first stock exchange in China since its founding. It is expected to open for business on December 19th, one month later, and will provide a centralized trading venue for securities..."
Pengfei's eyes were wide open, staring intently at the news content on the television.
My thoughts involuntarily drifted back to a few months ago.
In September, he and Dongzhe decisively sold their 660 shares of vacuum electronics.
I remember buying it for 91 yuan, and when I sold it, the stock price had risen to 783 yuan.
When making the decision to sell, Pengfei thought to himself that one should know how to be content and know when to stop.
This buy-and-sell operation was a stroke of genius, allowing the three of them to transform their initial capital of 20,000 yuan into their first pot of gold of over 170,000 yuan.
This is no small sum; for them, it truly represents their first pot of gold in life.
Less than forty days after they sold their shares, the stock price plummeted like a kite with a broken string.
Last Sunday, Pengfei made a special trip to check the stock price and found that it had dropped to 459 yuan.
Thinking back on all this, Pengfei felt grateful for the wisdom of his initial decision and was also fortunate to have met Mr. Yang, a benefactor who gave him seemingly casual advice.
This success gave them a taste of the sweetness of the stock market.
Lin Dongzhe and Zhuang Tunan admired Pengfei from the bottom of their hearts. In just five months, the funds had increased more than eightfold, which is something that not everyone can do.
They immediately decided to follow Pengfei into the stock market from then on.
Lin Dongzhe said with a grin, "Boss, from now on, I'll follow you on your adventures."
"As long as you treat Xiaoting well, this is all a piece of cake."
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Seeing Pengfei staring blankly at the TV, Zhou Yaqin gently nudged him.
"What are you thinking about? Hurry up and eat, it's getting cold."
Pengfei then came to his senses. "The Shanghai Stock Exchange is about to open for business."
Xiao Zhou was taken aback for a moment, then asked after realizing what he meant, "You still want to buy stocks?"
Pengfei, realizing his thoughts had been read, nodded vigorously. "If I want to buy, I'll buy Vacuum Electronics."
December 18th was a very lively day in Shanghai.
Finance is the core of the modern economy, and securities trading is a very important part of the financial market.
The Shanghai Stock Exchange officially opened, and the "Old Eight Stocks" were officially listed. Early in the morning, Pengfei, Lin Dongzhe, and Tu Nan arrived at the exchange. The scene was packed with people, as bustling as a boiling pot of water. Everyone harbored dreams of wealth, their eyes filled with excitement and anticipation.
Vacuum Electronics' first-day listing price was 356 yuan per share.
The three of them struggled through the crowd, finally managing to squeeze to the reception desk. Tensely and excitedly, they filled out the order form, opened an account, and received a purchase number. After much effort, they successfully purchased 842 shares for 300,000 yuan.
When the group of people, covered in sweat and clutching their stocks, squeezed out of the room, they encountered Mr. Yang again.
Mr. Yang, dressed in a sharp suit, looked exceptionally smart and greeted them with a smile.
"Xiao Xiang, I'm here to buy stocks."
"Mr. Yang, are you here to buy stocks too?"
The two smiled at each other, as if they were two close friends despite their age difference.
Because of his previous successful operation of buying low and selling high in vacuum electronics, Mr. Yang became famous in Shanghai and was given a resounding nickname - Yang the Millionaire. Now he is a prominent figure with a net worth of millions.
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