There are many legendary figures emerging in the stock market in Xiangjiang. Li Fuzhao, who founded the Far East Exchange, is naturally among the most important places. Xiang Zhiqiu, the person in front of Gao Xian, is also considered one, but he is not yet generous.

He made huge sums of money to build his own private mansion, "Genesis", and then to reach a more eye-catching level.

Xiang Zhiqiu is indeed a master in the stock industry. When talking to Gao Xian, every sentence is inseparable from the key information.

You should know that at this stage, there is no computer-to-trade mechanism for the stock market. Stock brokers in the trading hall quote on the blackboard, and sometimes it becomes similar to the vegetable market; investors outside the trading hall are not big

The screen can be viewed, let alone the pictures and various auxiliary analysis tools that are within reach.

In this case, investors' ability to mine intelligence almost plays a decisive role in heaven and hell of a thought.

On the other hand, Gao Xian and the data center under the Far East Exchange service department he led will inevitably become more and more "lower and lower" just like the position of Chinese detectives in the Xiangjiang police circle.

What is even more dramatic is that, just like when the British set up the Chinese inspector, they did not expect that the end of the meeting would be too big. Li Fuzhao and Wang Qiming, the founders of the Far East Exchange, would not have thought that Gao Xian would set up and lead the data center.

As a result, Gao Xian will have a growing position in the hearts of stock brokers.

Xiang Zhiqiu complimented: "The article published by Director Gao in the Ming Pao Evening News published on Saturday is truly insightful and makes people suddenly enlightened."

"Mr. Xiang is too awarded." Gao Xian said modestly: "There is no real insight, that is, my opinion on the current situation and prospects of the textile industry in Xiangjiang."

"Director Gao's one-man statement is getting more and more approval and will soon become a widespread awareness." Xiang Zhiqiu said solemnly: "Director Gao's article, I have read it more than ten times in the past two days.

I couldn't help but think of whether the first listed company of Far East Association came from the textile field?"

Gao Xian glanced at Xiang Zhiqiu and said lightly: "Mr. Xiang should verify this issue with Chairman Li."

Xiang Zhiqiu hit him, "It's me who took it easy."

At this time, Zhuo Fengnan, deputy director of the data center, walked over with dissatisfaction, stood beside Xiang Zhiqiu and complained directly: "Director Gao, why do you require transaction volume today, especially the transaction volume of the textile sector?

Report every hour? The transaction volume at the close of the market was an approximate number, and it would take a long time to get completely accurate. Now you require such a high frequency of statistics. Isn’t it useless to do something that will cause you to suffer in vain?”

Gao Xian's face darkened and said, "Just think I am a new official and you're ready to take office. If anyone doesn't get his job done, I'll burn him to ashes!"

He felt that he was asking for his orders for the people, so Zhuo Fengnan was righteous. Unexpectedly, Gao Xian's work style was so domineering. He immediately blushed and wanted to find a crack on the ground to get in.

Xiang Zhiqiu next to him suddenly felt excited and didn't care about the struggle scenes in front of him. He hurriedly interrupted and asked: "Director Gao, will the trading volume of the textile sector stocks be reported every hour today?

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Gao Xian's face became as fast as reading, and immediately replied with a spring breeze blowing on his face, "Our job responsibilities are to provide reference data for members. Because some members have proposed that the trading volume of the textile sector stocks be listed separately.

Come out, so I try my best to do it.”

"Then..." Xiang Zhiqiu was so anxious that he was a little incoherent, "Director Gao, I won't bother you, I'll go back to the trading hall first."

Looking at Xiang Zhiqiu's back as he trotted away, Gao Xian smiled slightly, then glanced at Zhuo Fengnan who was still standing there, and said lightly, "Deputy Director Zhuo, you have a lot of work today, aren't you busy?" Then

With his hands behind his back, he returned to the office first.

...

The "goldfish tank" outside the trading hall of the Far East Exchange has amazing publicity effect.

Through the glass wall, in the trading hall, the every move of the brokers, and even the stock price written on the blackboard, can be seen at once, and the stock that is nearly mysterious will be brought to the ordinary public, and it will no longer be out of reach.

It's right.

Now, at least a dozen people are watching in front of the "goldfish tank" every day, and from time to time, there are so many that the aisles are blocked.

Today is Monday, and on the first trading day of the week, there are a lot more people coming to watch in front of the "Goldfish Tank".

Suddenly, the crowd burst into laughter and said:

"Look, that agent left too fast and fell a dog to grab the shit!"

"You said, did he know which stock is about to rise, and that he is so anxious?"

"Who knows... By the way, have you heard that the stock price of Nanlian Industrial seems to be rising."

"How did I hear that stocks related to the textile industry are about to rise?"

"What is the share price of Nanlian Industrial now?"

"When Nanlian Industrial was listed in November last year, its stock price was one yuan, with rising and falling in the middle. Now it is one yuan and five, and it should be available."

"You are talking in your sleep! Look at the blackboard over there, does it say that the stock price of Nanlian Industrial is one yuan and seven?"

...

Amid the noise, a loud voice came, "Sir, borrow a lot and let us go."

People who were tempted by "wealth" were excited and bent, and looked in the sound and were immediately fascinated by "lust". Some people cheered involuntarily, "Big star Liang Xin!"

The approachable Liang Xin waved her hand repeatedly and exclaimed: "I didn't expect that there were so many people!"

Someone took the opportunity to chat with him and said, "Ms. Liang, are you here to buy stocks too?"

"Yes." Liang Xin nodded kindly, "A friend recommended that the stock price of Nanlian Industrial will rise..."

The assistant next to him quickly interrupted, "Ms. Liang, you shouldn't say this here."

Liang Xin, who woke up, quickly stopped the topic and said apologetically: "Sir, I have a tight time. Can I borrow money and let me pass?"

Looking at Liang Xin's beautiful figure, people started a new round of discussion.

...

After taking Liang Xin's face-to-face commission, Gao Xian put on the vest of the city's unique color and strode to the trading hall.

After communicating with Xiangji Securities for a while, Gao Xian walked straight to the blackboard and wrote an ugly quote that became the logo of Gao's font, "Nanlian Industrial, 1 yuan, 80,000 shares."

Seeing this scene, Xiang Zhiqiu quickly added five thousand shares.
Chapter completed!