Chapter 26: 025

025 "Breaking the 40-yuan mark is a breeze! Touching 50 yuan on the stock is no dream!"

At this moment Fang Qingye was still at work. Seeing it was a call from Song Qingdong, he didn't pick up right away, but walked out of the office to find a quiet spot before answering.

Song Qingdong's voice came through the receiver at once: "Xiaoye, the loan for my company has gone through—thank you so much."

"You're welcome, Uncle Song. Actually, the main reason this got done was President Xia's effort. She personally made a trip to the municipal branch for it, and then there's your company's good credit. As for me, I just gave President Xia a small suggestion, that's all."

Fang Qingye's tone was very modest.

Song Qingdong laughed heartily on the other end: "A small suggestion? That night when I hosted the dinner, no matter what I said your President Xia wouldn't budge. I don't know what you said to her, but moving her is definitely no easy thing."

"I definitely have to thank President Xia's side, but first I want to thank you, Xiaoye. How should I thank you?"

Song Qingdong thought for a moment, then went on: "You don't seem to have a car yet? How about I buy you one—a newly launched Camry? You saved me several million in interest, after all."

"No, no, absolutely not." Fang Qingye hurried to answer.

"What, you don't think much of the Camry? Then how about a BMW 3 Series? You young people all like driving BMWs."

"Uncle Song, you've got the wrong idea. I can't take your car. Dahai and I are so close, helping out is only natural. Besides, if word got out that you bought me a car, people would think it was a bribe!"

"Heh heh, Xiaoye, you're very cautious... Alright then, I'll remember this favor."

After chatting a few more sentences with Song Qingdong, Fang Qingye finally hung up.

In fact, he wasn't worried about any bribe—his current status was still that of a trainee; who'd think to bribe a trainee? And even if it counted, at most it would be a kickback.

Perhaps Xia He could think of that.

But there really was no need—if he needed a car, he could just buy one himself.

Kairui Company quickly paid off the loan, and immediately, in the shortest time, took out another 24 million. This matter caused a big stir in the Nanxin real estate circle.

Dongfang Bank was the first to respond to the county's call to ease the worries and difficulties of local real estate enterprises!

For this it received commendation from the county leaders—and of course the benefit wasn't just verbal praise!

For a county like Nanxin, by year's end there was generally a fiscal surplus, anywhere from several hundred million to over a billion each year, and these funds were deposited separately at the various major banks in the county.

Spread the wealth evenly, after all.

But Dongfang Bank had actively responded to the county's call, helping real estate enterprises solve their difficulties. The leaders naturally wouldn't forget, so the fiscal surplus deposited at Dongfang Bank by year's end would naturally be more than at other banks. This helped complete the deposit task assigned by the municipal branch.

It also caused a big stir within the Jinghai branch system. Xia He was the first sub-branch president among the seven counties and districts under Jinghai to publicly support real estate.

But it was heard that certain people at the provincial branch had plenty of criticism of Xia He's approach. However, Xia He personally made a trip to the provincial capital to give a detailed report to a certain leader at the branch, and this criticism vanished without a trace.

Of course none of this concerned Fang Qingye. His mind now was mainly focused on stock trading. Entering May, Longping High-Tech continued its triumphant charge, breaking through the 30-yuan mark in one breath!

Just at this moment, a piece of news was revealed: the state had reviewed and in principle approved the major science-and-technology special project for cultivating new genetically modified biological species. Listed companies entering the GMO field would receive major positive benefits in the future, and Longping High-Tech was one of them.

At the same time, Longping High-Tech also announced this year's dividend, payout, and capital-reserve-to-share conversion notice: to all shareholders, 1 bonus share for every 10 shares held, a cash dividend of 1 yuan, and at the same time a capital-reserve conversion of 5 shares for every 10 shares—equivalent to a 6-for-10 transfer!

With the two major positive catalysts, a flood of retail investors poured into this stock. In the stock forums and on TV, various stock commentators were lauding this stock to the skies.

"Breaking the 40-yuan mark is a breeze! Touching 50 yuan on the stock is no dream!"

In the evening, Fang Qingye turned on his computer, logged onto QQ, and clicked open that stock group he had once looked at. A QQ user named "Stock-Trading Whiz" was bragging wildly in the group.

He was even posting screenshots of his holdings in the group.

Holdings of 35,785 lots, floating profit of 2,587,264 yuan.

The group erupted in amazement, and all kinds of flattery began rolling in.

A shill.

In his previous life, when Fang Qingye had first entered this business, he had been fired up by these people's words. Only later did he learn that was a shill.

Once a big batch of leeks got on board, they'd raise the sickle and reap hard. On the surface he took a loss, but swore solemnly to advance and retreat together with you, share blessings and hardships. In reality, behind him was a group, and other accounts had long since raked in a fortune.

50 yuan, my ass.....

Breaking through 40 yuan was possible, but hitting 50 was pure fantasy.

Once the good news is fully priced in, it becomes bad news.

Fang Qingye opened Tonghuashun again, put all 13,900 shares of Longping High-Tech he had bought up for sale at 40 yuan, ready to clear out in one go.

Time to go, time to buy other stocks. Fang Qingye had long since spotted them, but he'd have to wait a while.

After finishing the operation, he glanced at the stock group again and suddenly noticed that Dongguan Girl and Jiang Chen were both in this group too. Why were they both silent today?

Ever since Jiang Chen lost the bet, it was said he'd been much more well-behaved lately, rarely discussing the stock market in front of friends and classmates.

Once very active in this group, he had also become a lurker. Fang Qingye wouldn't take the initiative to chat with him either—everyone could just stay underwater.

Fang Qingye browsed a while longer, felt bored, and was about to close QQ, when a message popped up in the group, publicly @-ing "Stock-Market Whiz": "You're nothing but a shill!"

It was Dongguan Girl.

The Dongguan Girl's avatar kept flickering: "You tricked these small retail investors—does your conscience bother you at all?"

This Dongguan Girl really had a sense of justice.

Fang Qingye sighed inwardly.

The other party naturally wasn't going to take that lying down. "You understand? If you've got the guts, post a screenshot of your holdings, and your trading record!"

"I never trade stocks."

Once Dongguan Girl sent this message, she immediately drew group mockery.

"You don't trade stocks, so what's the point of you talking?"

"She's nothing but a shit-stirrer. Group owner, kick her out!"

Of course there were also some clearer-headed folks.

"Have you forgotten? It was this 'Youthful Beauty' who said earlier she used modeling to calculate that Longping would surge big—and she was right!"

"That's a blind cat catching a dead mouse! Who uses mathematical models to trade stocks? Do you?" someone immediately retorted; from the look of it the two were fairly familiar.

"I don't even know what a math model is."

"Exactly—so how many people here understand it? She's just bluffing blindly."

"Oh, oh, I get it now."

Fang Qingye watched curiously as the two chatted on the public screen, finding it amusing inside.

What kind of damn logic is this?

Serves them right for being harvested like leeks.

Fang Qingye shook his head.

Miss Dongguan didn't seem as fired up today as that day; mocked by the crowd, she didn't retort. Fang Qingye guessed she had gone offline, but then noticed her little penguin icon starting to wiggle again—this time it was a private message sent to him.

"Husband, I was bored just now and looked at the group member list, and I actually discovered you're in this group too!"

Huh?

No wonder this person wasn't talking—they'd actually gone off to do that.

Seeing the other party speaking normally today, Fang Qingye replied: "I'm here, what's up?"

"You trade stocks? Then follow me from now on." The other party's tone was very bold.

"You just said in the group that you don't trade stocks at all." Fang Qingye typed back.

"Never eaten pork but haven't seen a pig run? Let me tell you, this Miss is a born king of stock trading! The day I descend upon the stock market, the whole world shall celebrate!"

Just a few sentences in, the chuunibyou talk came back again.

Fang Qingye couldn't be bothered with her.

Seeing Fang Qingye say nothing, the other party kept typing. "Husband, did you also buy Longping High-Tech?"

"Yeah, bought it not long ago, put up a sell order today."

"Ahhh... Husband, you really listen to me, your wife is very gratified."

What an incredibly narcissistic guy.

Fang Qingye shook his head.

I bought Longping High-Tech, what's it got to do with you?

Fang Qingye was about to log off when the other party sent another string of words.

"Husband, let me recommend another stock to you, guaranteed to make you a killing!"

"What stock?"

Fang Qingye's curiosity was piqued, and he typed out the question.

"Yanjing Tourism"

Seeing those four characters typed out, Fang Qingye was secretly startled inside.

Just as I thought.