Chapter 1031: Investor

Cooper was an automotive engineer working in Jinzhou.

His main job was to do what he could around producing cars in the car factory, for example... repairing the machines on the assembly line. He was responsible for assembly line production quality and the maintenance of assembly line machines.

A graduate of an ordinary university, so now he was in the workshop, not in the office.

Only those from prestigious institutions were qualified to sit in the office, and he was not.

He had also longed to change his current situation and be able to work in an office instead of always being on the assembly line. He had tried hard, but later failed.

The lessons of multiple failures told him a truth: the school he graduated from and the potential relationship groups that school had in society were, besides bloodline, the second thing that could determine your future height from the very beginning.

When he competed with engineers from prestigious universities for office positions, the company could always find reasons to keep him in the workshop.

For example...

They said he was very experienced in his work and knew how to correctly handle various emergency situations, and was also very familiar with his colleagues.

The assembly line couldn't do without him, and then they gave him a two-dollar raise, letting him continue to stay here.

Or they told him that the company hoped to give younger people some opportunities to train, and anyway, the opportunity that belonged to him would never be lost; next time there was a suitable position, they would definitely choose him.

After a few times, he gradually understood that the institution he graduated from was too poor, and he had no way to compete with those "alumni" in the office.

From the president to his immediate superior, they roughly all came from certain prestigious institutions; they were all alumni.

So after Cooper gradually recognized reality, he put his energy into other things.

?

Investment.

Living in Jinzhou, it was impossible not to be interested in the miracles constantly happening on the streets of Deruixi in New Jincheng. Everyone would be interested in these miracles, like some ordinary person entering Deruixi Street with five thousand dollars.

After a few days, he left there with one hundred thousand dollars!

Such miracles were staged almost every day. Of course, people subconsciously ignored those who lost this money; they could only see those successful people.

Cooper also hoped that he could become one of those successful investors, but he was not blind; he didn't know much about the things inside.

He bought some books to read, but the more he read, the more confused he became.

For example, the person hailed as the "best trader in the Federation in the last twenty years" published a book titled "Chasing the Rise and Killing the Fall: How I Earned One Million."

Inside, it told the whole process of this legendary trader from one hundred dollars to one million. When he did those operations, whether he experienced some critical moments, he had clear descriptions, and it could also match historical trends.

There was also a "Stock God" who wrote a book titled "How to Calmly Observe the Traps Behind Market Trends," which described in detail that the biggest taboo in the stock market was chasing the rise and killing the fall. He used many cases and historical trends to prove this point as well.

Chasing the rise and killing the fall was often the beginning of falling into the abyss.

Both books were bestsellers and were highly sought after, but he was even more confused.

One told you that you should chase the rise and kill the fall, so the risk was very small.

The other told you that you absolutely must not do this, because when you found that a stock could make money, its money had actually already been earned by others.

So this made Cooper very confused. The more books he read, the more he found that the content of almost most books was contradictory to each other.

Some people told you that volume was a phenomenon of arbitrage, but others told you that volume was a manifestation of institutions entering the market.

The more he read, the more confused he became, and the less he dared to invest, and he showed awe toward those successful people.

Some time ago, he participated in a stock salon. There was a group of people in his community who were very interested in investing in stocks.

Usually, everyone would sit down and discuss each other's gains and insights in investment. Sometimes they could indeed provide some things that made people's eyes light up, and indeed many people made money.

In ordinary communities, people might compare jobs; whoever had a good job was the focus of everyone.

But in middle-class communities, almost everyone had a good job. Comparing jobs in different fields that had no comparability didn't have much significance for them.

So they compared who could get more income outside of work, or who could become a company partner.

In the previous few salons, he heard people talk about a stock called "Hope Mining," a new stock.

The people talking about this stock didn't say how... powerful this stock was, nor did they talk about what crazy returns it could bring, but said that this stock was very stable.

The market value increased by more than ten percent every year, which was much higher than the interest given by the bank.

Then others also talked about this stock, and many of them had bought this stock, which made Cooper interested in it too.

He dialed his stockbroker's phone, and then pretended to mention it casually like chatting, asking about the situation of this stock.

His stockbroker immediately recommended this stock to him and said a lot of things. He didn't understand much, but he knew that everyone was saying this stock was very good.

Very stable, strong anti-risk ability; after all, its main industry was mining minerals.

The mine was right there and wouldn't disappear because of natural disasters or other reasons. With the Federation's current status in the international community, no one dared to mess with Federal assets.

This stock was very stable.

His stockbroker also said that some banks had the idea of acquiring this stock.

He said a lot, and then Cooper, who had never invested in stocks but was very interested in it, yet was very confused and ignorant, decided to take Hope Mining as his first stock to invest in.

He bought five thousand dollars worth of stock, and in less than a month, the five thousand dollars became more than six thousand dollars. This speed made him feel shocked, and then he bought more.

The most attractive thing about stocks was that the more you invested, the more output you got. Unknowingly, it could make people bet everything!

Under the constant good news and the constantly rising trend, he invested all the funds he had into it. The total amount had exceeded one hundred thousand dollars, which was almost all of his family's savings.

He might still have one or two thousand dollars as liquid funds in his account; after all, middle-class families were not only richer than ordinary people, but also had more bills.

He needed to clear these bills in time and also needed to deal with various situations that might come suddenly, so he left a little money.

Before the year ended, his stockbroker called him, asking him to keep his phone open at all times, saying there was good news recently.

He had been waiting, and he was also curious about what the good news was, until this morning.

On the way here, he habitually bought a copy of the "Trader" newspaper, which mentioned that Hope Mining would announce the dividend situation of circulating shares in the near future.

It was time to distribute money!

"Cooper, come over for a moment, there's a call for you." The young man in the office shouted at him from the door.

That young man, who was more than ten years younger than him and had only been in society for three or four years after graduating from university, could be said to have almost no management or practical work experience, yet had become his superior, made him come back to his senses slightly.

He was stunned for a moment, then quickly said "Okay" and walked over.

There was a public phone in the workshop that could only receive calls, not make them. He came to the outside of the office, and a light on the phone on the wall was on.

He picked up the phone. "I am Cooper."

"Mr. Cooper?"

"I am your stockbroker. The dividend situation for Hope Mining's circulating shares has just come out. You can get about three thousand dollars."

"So little?", Cooper's expression was a bit unnatural. "I thought there would be five thousand or more."

The stockbroker immediately said, "Originally it was indeed like that, but they plan to sign a larger contract with the local government, so now they have temporarily lowered the dividends."

"Not just dividends for circulating shares, dividends for non-circulating shares have also been lowered. They promise that next year's profit will double."

"And do you know?"

"Your stock is now worth one hundred and sixty thousand."

When he heard this number, Cooper's breathing became rapid. When he turned around, he saw his immediate superior staring at him through the glass window in the office.

Facing that young, cold face, the anger he had suppressed in his heart on weekdays began to run wild uncontrollably!

He had long wanted to walk over and give this idiot a hard punch in the face, and then let this idiot understand that he could sit in this position not because he had great ability or excellent technology, but only because he graduated from a good school and had a group of board member alumni!

He took a deep breath, suppressed this impulse, turned around and didn't look at the young man. "Then should I dispose of this batch of stocks now?"

"Dispose?"

"No!"

"My opinion is to continue to keep them. I have an inside tip that they will soon announce a very shocking fact, which may cause its stock price to increase significantly."

"Maybe twenty percent, or even thirty percent, on the current basis!"

When he heard this number, Cooper already had a feeling of... thirst.

On the current basis, rising another twenty or thirty percent, how much money was that?

He was an engineer, a college student. Although his math was not the best, it was not too bad.

Soon he calculated a result: thirty-two thousand dollars to forty-eight thousand dollars, plus this three thousand dollar dividend, his assets were about to break through two hundred thousand!

He had used the most important twenty years of his life to make himself have one hundred thousand dollars in savings.

But now he only used two or three months, and he had doubled his twenty years of savings.

This was the charm of finance!

His body trembled slightly. "What should I do now?"

The stockbroker was not surprised to hear his trembling voice. Many people were like this after hearing that they had made a lot of money. Of course, the stockbroker was also very happy, which meant he had a better reputation, would have more clients, and earn more service fees from transactions.

"My suggestion is, if you still have money now, you can completely enter the market."

"I am absolutely not exaggerating when I say that I have already mortgaged my house and bought all of this stock."

"I have a premonition, Mr. Cooper, we will make a fortune!"

His words made Cooper's heartbeat faster. He walked back and forth a few steps. "You are right, we will make a fortune!"

The young man in the office saw the flying expression on Cooper's face, and he frowned.

Recently, many people in the workshop had been saying strange things behind his back. Some things he could accept, for example, some people said he had a relationship with the company's senior management, and he defeated Cooper through the recommendation of these people to become the workshop supervisor.

But there were also rumors that made him somewhat unable to accept. They actually said that he got this position because someone had buggered him, and he didn't understand anything, and couldn't do anything.

He didn't know where these rumors came from, who said it first, but he knew that the root of everything was with this engineer, Cooper.

They felt that he was the one suitable to sit in the office, not him now, a young man with no work experience in the industry, and not an expert scholar in academic theory.

He didn't say it, didn't show it on his face, but in his heart, he was very dissatisfied with Cooper because Cooper was the most suspicious.

He had been looking for an opportunity to embarrass Cooper, but he could never find such an opportunity.

Cooper had worked here for more than ten years, and he was too familiar with everything here, so the possibility of wanting him to make a mistake was very low.

His job was not to create mistakes, but to repair mistakes.

Seeing Cooper become happy, he became unhappy.

After Cooper hung up the phone, he took the initiative to walk to the door, opened the door, and signaled Cooper to come in for a moment.

After Cooper looked at him twice, he still followed him into the supervisor's office.

The moment he went in, the supervisor completely closed the blinds. He closed the door and walked to the chair behind his desk and sat down. "A call from family?"

Cooper sat opposite him and shook his head.

He didn't intend to share the joy of making money with this annoying supervisor. "No, it's not."

The supervisor nodded slightly, the range was small. "You know, our workshop production work is very heavy, and the entire department is also very important in the company."

"When I went to the head office for a meeting a few days ago, they mentioned that we should put more attention on work, not anything else."

"Although they didn't explicitly state anything, I just know that they are very dissatisfied with some slack work attitudes."

"I won't talk about you this time, but I hope you don't bring your private matters into work."

"Just like this phone call, if you produce defective products because you answered the phone, can you be responsible?"

Cooper stared at him, his gaze not very friendly. "What do you want to say?"

The young supervisor smiled and shook his head. "No, I don't have any other meaning, just reminding you that this is a workshop, a place to work."

"This is not your living room at home, where you can stand there with the phone and do your private things when you have nothing to do."

"This is the last time."

"If there is a next time, I will report it to the top and give you a certain punishment."

If it were in the past, Cooper would silently endure it, for example, apologizing to him, saying that he would never be like this again in the future.

In fact, he knew very well what this young supervisor wanted. What he wanted was his bowing his head, or making a scene with him.

The former represented obedience, being dominated, and no threat.

And the latter represented that he had a way to kick Cooper out of here.

He didn't dare to mess around before because he didn't know what would happen in the future, but now, he knew.

He would have more than two hundred thousand in cash assets or even more. His money would continue to increase as the market continued to rise, increasing to a point that was unimaginable to him.

He had endured for so many years, and at this moment, at this moment when he had more wealth, he didn't want to endure it anymore.

He suddenly stood up. The young supervisor hadn't reacted yet, and Cooper pointed at his nose and said, "Don't fucking think that just because you sold your ass and climbed onto my head, I must look at your face!"

"You are nothing, you are just a villain!"

"Villain, understand?"

"Anyone here, even just a worker, is more upright and clean than you. Seeing you like this makes me feel disgusted!"

"Are you like this when they bugger you?"

The young supervisor was so stunned by his words that he couldn't react. After waiting for two seconds, he screamed and slapped the table and stood up. "Fuck, what are you going crazy about?"

Since Cooper decided not to endure it, he wouldn't continue to wrong himself. "What am I going crazy about?"

"I'm not going crazy, the one going crazy is you, you son of a bitch. You've been looking for trouble with me since you came here. Do you think I don't know what you want?"

"You are trash, understand?"

"No one here looks up to you, you are not even as good as those whores on the side of the road."

"Those whores will tell you how much they are worth, and you, you only know how to pretend!"

The young supervisor had been driven crazy by anger. He pointed directly at his office door and shouted, "Get out, get out of my office, I will report what you said to me and what you did to me to the company, you are suspended now!"

Cooper directly took off his work badge and slapped it hard on the table. He looked at the supervisor seriously. "I fucking quit!"

After saying this, he opened the door and walked out, not forgetting to turn back and give him a middle finger.

The sound of the quarrel in the room had long ago alarmed some people outside. Cooper had many good friends. Those who could leave their posts immediately surrounded him, asking him what happened and if he needed help.

He was very moved by the concern of these good friends. He said he didn't need help; he just decided to change his way of life!

An idealized, free life where everything could be done as he pleased! ===== CHAPTER 1032 =====