After a few hours

The passenger ship steadily down the river in the darkness. From the cabin door, it was rich and untouched. The wind at night also became louder, making it look cold and impatient.

Notes on the radio on the passenger ship over and over again, so that passengers can return to the cabin and do not stay on the deck at night to avoid accidents such as falling into the water.

Most of the passengers returned to the cabin, and there were very few who were still staying on the deck.

In the third-class cabin

Lu Hang put on his coat and leaned against the bed, and continued reading in the dim light. There were three guests in the cabin, two men and one woman, both middle-aged people in their 30s.

The middle-aged man sitting on the lower bunk may be a supply and salesman from an unit in southern Jiangsu. He has been trying to chat with the middle-aged woman on the lower bunk opposite him, but unfortunately he was pushed back coldly.

The middle-aged man on the upper bunk opposite Luhang was already asleep, making loud snoring from time to time, making it difficult to read quietly.

The supply and salesman failed to get a chat and went out alone to smoke.

Lu Hang estimated the time. It was around 10:00 pm. He put the book under his pillow, wrapped his coat tightly, and lay down to take a nap.

At this time, the hatch door opened with a cold wind. The middle-aged supply and salesman walked in from outside, carrying a strong smell of smoke on his body.

He looked at the woman on the lower bunk and snorted coldly, "We are all out, so why should we keep people from thousands of miles away? Since that's the case, I'll change the place and wish you good luck!"

After saying that, he took his luggage and bag and went out.

Immediately, another middle-aged man walked out of the door with a visible black mole on his face. He stood at the cabin door and sneered at Lu Hang, saying, "Hehe, we're meeting again."

Seeing this, Lu Hang was not vague. He quickly lay down from the top and walked out of the room with his bag, leaving only a faint sentence: "I go to the first-class cabin for you to open. Even if you are cruel, you don't need to take the money and goods in your pocket to serve with both hands."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the scream of the female passenger: "What, are you a thief?"

Such a question will definitely not have an answer, but it is enough for men with black moles to have a headache.

Because the middle-aged man on the upper bunk was also woken up, he heard the woman shouting for a thief when he opened his eyes, and he suddenly roared and the situation was already in chaos.

All of this is nothing to do with Luhang.

He left the cabin and found the passenger flight attendant, and made up 35 yuan to exchange for a first-class cabin. The flight attendant was a fat middle-aged woman with her surname Tian, ​​so he happily opened a room for him.

As for 35 yuan, I just put it in my pocket.

When Lu Hang opened the separate cabin door, he saw the dim light not far away. The black mole man looked at him with a resentful look on his face. Lu Hang sneered indifferently, and after entering, he closed the cabin door with his backhand.

Everything finally became quiet, the cabin door was simple and rough, and the big iron bar was directly inserted into death from the inside, and the ancestors of the thief who had great skills could not do anything about it.

Lying on the shampooed bed, you could smell the fresh soap at the end of your nose. After Lu Hang lie down, he quickly fell asleep with confidence.

This time he had made up his mind to book a first-class cabin back and forth for a long time in the future. He would not save anything if he said that he had such a small amount of money.

The next morning

After getting up and washing up, Lu Hang was surprised to find that there was a free breakfast in the first class cabin, porridge and flower rolls in sufficient quantity, two fried dough sticks, two eggs, and a dish of sauce-sauce carrot side dishes.

Although it cannot be said that it is so sumptuous, it is indeed a very good memory to enjoy a peaceful breakfast in Jianglun Small Restaurant on this late summer and early autumn.

There were indeed not many first-class guests. In addition to the leaders of the army, there were also two older intellectuals. They looked at Lu Hang with surprise and enjoyed their own breakfast.

Lu Hang saw a man with black mole at the entrance of the small restaurant, and seemed to have not given up.

Before he could come over, he was scolded by the waiter: "Stop, which cabin is your guest?"

"Oh, I'm a passenger in the third class cabin below..."

"Go and go, go quickly... don't look at it. Is this the place you should come?"

"I……"

"What am I? Let's go quickly and don't be annoying here. I don't know how many such unopsy guests are encountered every day. They run around like headless flies, and they are so annoyed."

The waiter said that, the man with black mole almost spurted out an old blood and left in shame.

Luhang felt as comfortable as eating ginseng fruit. The first time I felt that the service attitude was not good is also an advantage. Well, continue to maintain and carry forward.

The Magic City

This is a European-style building located in the downtown area of ​​Jing'an. The colors are dull and old. There are wires that are stretched out from the telephone poles at the door.

Lu Hang, wearing a pure wool suit, got off the yellow face and saw this small stock exchange, and there were not many people at the door.

He walked in, and mottled traces of time were revealed on the high wooden counter, and long benches were placed along the wall.

The oncoming trading hall is long and dim, and can be as big as eighty or ninety square meters, and is divided into two parts:

Some are trading halls, some are long benches, and there are newspaper reading columns along the wall. In addition to the central newspaper, there are also local evening newspapers, authoritative media and other publications in the Magic City.

There were five or six staff members at the counter pounding their abacus, and there were more than a dozen people sitting or standing around. They were probably one of the earliest group of investors in China.

On the blackboard newspaper at the counter, a few lines of transaction information are simply written:

Feile Audio Co., Ltd. bought 55.6 yuan and sold 55.6 yuan.

Yanzhong Industrial bought 54 and sold 54.

In 1985, treasury bills bought 111 and sold 111.

In 1986, the Treasury bonds bought 109 and sold 109.

In 1987, the Treasury bonds bought 107 and sold 107.

In 1988, treasury bills bought 105 and sold 105.

...

All of them are less than ten lines of words, and they are just written on the blackboard. It is estimated that they will not be modified in ten days or half a month, which shows the dismal transaction.

Is the purchase price of this Treasury bill high?

It is not high at all. You should know that the principal of the treasury bond is 100 yuan. Now it is 15% of the interest on bank deposits per year. It is easy to imagine how much depreciation will be in the future.

The 100 yuan in 1985 was more than half of the purchase power shrank in 1988. No wonder no one was willing to ask for it!

The old god Lu Hang sat on the bench, looking at the price on the blackboard and was secretly happy. Now he made a lot of money.

In Jinling, the treasury bills in 1985 were sold at 111 yuan, and the net profit of 8 yuan for every 100 yuan was 100 yuan.

Add two yuan for every 100 yuan. Excluding the 105 yuan paid to the Treasury bill holder, you can net out 6 yuan.

Other years are very similar. Some make five yuan, and some make six yuan. The more than 55,000 treasury bills I brought this time, I finally earned more than 3,000 yuan. The business of borrowing chickens and laying eggs was really awesome.

Wait for a while

There were not many people handling business at the counter. Lu Airlines walked over and received the transaction form to fill in it. He filled in a treasury bill for each year. He quickly filled out a stack of documents and handed it to the counter with neatly stacked treasury bills.

This moment shocked all the sales staff.

How many of these thick stacks of treasury bills do you add up?

At this time, a sales department director wearing glasses came over. He was about 40 years old and looked elegant like a scholar. He smiled and said to Lu Hang with a faint smile: "Comrade, are these treasury bills yours?"

“Yes, is there any problem?”

"Haha, of course there is no problem. The state encourages residents to buy and sell treasury bills and encourages the circulation of precipitated securities. There are policies on it. Our stock exchange is not afraid that you can get more, and you can digest as much as you have."

"That's good."

"After finishing the business later, can you go to my office to chat? Oh! Let me introduce myself. My surname is Wu, Wu Yanqing, and I am the director of the stock exchange."

"Okay, if you have the opportunity to ask for advice from you, just call me Luhang."

"Then it's decided."

"good."

Lu Hang is very happy to know more powerful figures. Don’t look at this small stock exchange, he is a pioneer in the domestic capital market in China. Those who can work here must be the financial figures that are concerned about.

He didn't have the chance to meet such a high-end big shot in his previous life. Lu Hang's social attributes of making friends were once again inspired and he readily agreed to the other party's request.

Treasury bond transactions are very simple, and the year and authenticity are verified correctly. Just count the money according to the exchange price.

Stacks of money were put into the bag, and they fell into the mysterious space after they were turned on. Lu Hang was skillful and natural, and no one could see any strangeness.

The kind salesperson reminded him: "Young man, be careful when you bring so much money out! Hurry up and deposit it in the bank, don't run around."
Chapter completed!