Chapter 1226 Front page headlines (seeking monthly pass)
At the beginning of May, spring is gradually passing, and the tentacles of summer have already touched the world.
The air was still cool and pleasant in the morning, but by noon it was getting a bit hot.
Fortunately, Nai An is a coastal port city, so no matter how hot it is in summer, it won’t be unbearable.
As the sun's direct point gradually moves northward, the sun rises very early.
Every day when the sun is just shining, the city has woken up and become noisy and lively.
Especially in front of the stall selling breakfast, a large group of office workers often gather around. Most of them are government clerks, ordinary employees of the company, store clerks, salespersons and other ordinary people.
With the rapid economic development of Naider City and the large population gathering, land prices have also begun to soar.
With the wages and salaries of these ordinary people, they cannot afford to buy luxury houses in the city. They can only live in places with lower housing prices and relatively remote places.
This also caused their commuting time to be greatly extended. Although the Nai'an authorities were also keenly aware of this situation and increased a large number of various shuttle buses. But...
However, firstly, there is a relative lag in policy. Secondly, with Nai’an’s ever-increasing immigrant population, their work is only a drop in the bucket.
For this reason, those ordinary people often scolded Angus, that super idiot, behind his back. But in order to get to the company in time for work, while scolding them, they also had to get up extremely early.
Because they get up early and don't want to disturb their families, they often don't have breakfast at home when they go out, but rather have breakfast at roadside vendors.
Take out a few coins, buy a meat pie or bread with ham, and then eat while walking, ignoring the faint choking fog and rising dust on the street.
The smoke comes from the chimneys of factories outside the city.
As a symbol of industrial civilization, those tall chimneys emit billowing smoke day and night, spilling polluted air with pm2.5 that seriously exceeds the standard into the city of Naider.
Fortunately, the city of Nidel is located towards the sea, and the sea breeze is strong and constant all year round. Before the choking exhaust gas turns Nidel into a foggy city that makes breathing difficult, the smoke will be blown away.
However, once the sea breeze stops, the whole city will be shrouded in a white mist.
As the sun gradually rose, the city gradually became noisy.
The noisy voices, the sparkling wheels, the high-pitched shouts, the rumble of the whistle as the train passes by, the dense flow of people on the streets, the shops lined up on both sides of the streets, and the brightly colored signs and advertisements. Let the past
The quiet and plain Nieder has a vague appearance of a metropolis.
By about seven o'clock, a large group of teenagers appeared on every street corner.
They were all in their teens, wearing coarse clothes and carrying a large cloth bag as big as themselves slung across their bodies. They were sitting or standing in front of a house on the corner of the street, looking eagerly at the intersection.
Just when they were looking forward to it, a two-wheeled carriage appeared at the intersection. The carriage was piled high with goods, carefully and tightly wrapped with waterproof and fire-resistant cloth.
"Coming. Coming~!"
"Finally here."
"Thank God...the young men suddenly became energetic, jumped up from the ground, patted the dust on their buttocks, chirped and ran up to the carriage.
When they arrived, they cheered, grabbed the cables that tied the goods, and ran with the carriage. One of the teenagers wearing a blue hat shouted to the coachman loudly as he ran: "Old Jani, what's the big news today?"
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The driver had to pull up the reins to prevent the vehicle from hitting them. Hearing this, he smiled heartily and said loudly: "Today is great. There is great news. It is guaranteed to sell well."
"Oh~!" The teenagers cheered and simply pushed the carriage behind to speed up.
Each person’s daily newspaper sales can be directly linked to their salary. The more they sell, the more money they get. With money, you can naturally subsidize your family, buy some new things, and even have more on your plate at dinner.
Serve some delicious pieces of meat.
The carriage stopped in front of a certain door. The driver jumped out of the carriage and was busy untying the ropes.
The teenagers also rushed forward to help. Some even climbed on the roof of the car and lifted up the oilcloth covering it, revealing neatly stacked newspapers underneath, smelling of fresh ink.
At this time, an old man with white hair and beard walked into the house.
Wearing an apron stained black by ink, he clapped his hands at the children and shouted loudly: "Don't make any noise, don't make any noise, you little bastards, go and line up. Whoever makes trouble will not be given."
The teenagers were suddenly frightened, jumped out of the carriage in a hurry, and then lined up in a long line behind the old man, looking eagerly at the slightly gray newspapers on the carriage.
The driver grinned and handed the unwrapped newspapers to the old man. Each pile contained fifty copies, which had been sorted by workers before leaving the factory.
The old man glanced down, then picked up the newspaper and stuffed it into the satchel of the boy with the blue hat in front of him, and said: "Ego, it's yours."
"Give me a few more copies, Grandpa House." The young man looked at the old man pitifully and begged: "I can sell it. Last time I sold a hundred copies by myself."
"Eighty-seven copies, don't think that I can't remember it when I'm old." The old man House who distributed the newspapers glared at him, grabbed a pile of more than a dozen newspapers from the side and stuffed them into his bag, saying: "Okay
Come on, get out of here, next one."
The young man smiled with his white teeth exposed, took out a newspaper, glanced at it, held it in his hand and ran happily down the street.
At the same time, at every major intersection, there were such newsboys taking to the streets, shouting and selling.
"Selling newspapers, selling newspapers. The latest Nai An Daily News."
"Except, headline news, the world's first railway is about to be launched~! "Nai An Post" first-hand news."
"Shocking insider information, first-hand information from senior management, why the railway company has assets of over 100 million, why does it still need to raise funds from its superiors, Nai An Daily News exclusively interprets it."
"Mr. Clark Kent, a senior investigative reporter for the world's largest newspaper, the Daily Planet, reported in depth on the great significance of the railway company's listing."
"With huge benefits, the stock market is about to skyrocket. The Beni River Economic Times will explain to you the stock market in the post-railway era."
"You only have this opportunity once, miss today. Regret for three generations, "Naidel Focus" high-end interpretation... Newsboys waved freshly baked newspapers with a strong smell of ink and shouted along the street. The clear and loud children's voices flew into Naidel's morning
in busy and crowded streets.
In addition to them, there are also newspaper deliverers who go door-to-door to deliver newspapers ordered throughout the year. They use their loud voices, like singing, to shout out the name of the newspaper to remind the household heads to come out and pick up the newspaper.
Their voices immediately attracted the attention of passers-by.
Pedestrians passing by did not hesitate to surround the newsboys selling newspapers, or crowd at the newsstands on the street, just like housewives fighting on a supermarket discount day, snatching today's latest newspapers.
Although these people are simple, they are not stupid. They all know that information is money.
As long as you can know the news before others, you can make a fortune from it. (P.S., the Rothschild family relied on this to make a fortune back then.)
Therefore, they hurriedly threw down the copper plates or silver coins, grabbed a newspaper and ran away without even waiting for the newsstand owner to change the money.
Even the hurried carriages were parked in the street. The wealthy people on the carriages also joined in grabbing newspapers.
Stalled vehicles caused traffic congestion and the entire city's roads were paralyzed within minutes.
But today no one will complain loudly from behind, and there will be no city guards to control traffic to drive them away.
Everyone is rushing to see the content of today's newspaper as soon as possible.
The last time there was such a rush to buy newspapers on the streets of Nedel was when the Ruman Empire Expeditionary Force wiped out Haddu and the whole country celebrated.
Even the bosses selling meat pies and baking bread nearby could not help but abandon their business and rush into the army fighting for the newspaper.
"Don't grab, don't grab, there are more to come, and more printing will be done today~!" The owner of the newsstand did not expect that today's business would be so good. Before he could maintain order, he was immediately overwhelmed by the swarming crowd.
In the end, he could only crawl on the ground and crawled out from among the dense crowd of people's legs. When he got up and leaned against the wall, breathing heavily, he immediately saw the crowd dispersing like an ebbing tide, and there was only one person on the newsstand.
There were only bare wooden boards and a pile of copper plates left.
In Nadel City, all the newly launched newspapers were sold out in less than five minutes. The rush was like a Chinese people grabbing train tickets for Spring Festival travel.
The person who got the newspaper didn't care whether he would be late for his carriage or work, so he unfolded the thin newspaper and stood on the street and read it.
There was a group of people in the back who had not bought the newspaper and could only look eagerly at the person who got the newspaper. Some guys even shamelessly came up to take a peek.
The person who spent money to buy the newspaper certainly didn't want anyone to take advantage of him, so he immediately turned around and left his back to the prying eyes.
"There might be a newsstand next, go, go, go." Someone suddenly remembered that there was a newsstand at the intersection, shouted, and ran away.
The others woke up from a dream and followed closely.
With the publication of the newspaper, the already chaotic and noisy morning in Nadel immediately became even more chaotic.
Everyone is talking about the same thing, the listing plan of Eagle Railway.
Everyone seemed excited, as if they were the chairman of the Flying Eagle Group, expressing their opinions on the development of the Flying Eagle Railway, and arguing with their colleagues or neighbors.
The number of migrant workers currently living in and around Naider City is conservatively estimated to exceed half a million, and it is difficult to calculate the detailed number.
The printing volume of each newspaper in Naider City is not large. After all, these days there are not many people who can read and have money to buy newspapers. Some of them are funded by public funds from government agencies.
Each newspaper seems to have more than 10,000 copies, but even if more copies are printed, the total will not exceed 80,000.
It turns out that people from the newspaper discovery agency believed that this number should be enough. With the circulation volume, more than half of the people in Nai'an would be able to see it.
But the fact is that all newspapers are sold out as soon as they appear. The people of Nadel have long realized that the stock market is a magical place, and they will not let go of any news related to the stock market.
The shortage of newspapers has even spawned temporary scalpers. These astute scoundrels add several times the price after getting the newspaper, and then sell it to those who are anxious to buy the newspaper, making huge profits from it.
Angus walked into the gate of the front yard of the Governor's Palace and sighed when he got off the carriage, secretly wondering: Everything seemed to be in chaos for Nadel today.
The streets are filled with groups of passers-by reading newspapers.
When Angus walked in, he was surprised to find that even the officers and soldiers of the Imperial Guard who were not on duty were huddled together to read the newspaper. They were also talking loudly about things like the increase and the increase.
"Crazy, all crazy," Angus muttered. He casually tucked the newspaper under his arm and staggered into the office building.
After walking into the gate, Angus suddenly realized that something was wrong here.
In the past, when he entered, the officials passing by would stop and salute him respectfully.
But today everyone in the office building seemed to be in a hurry. Most people spread out a newspaper with both hands and walked around without raising their heads. They didn't even notice him, the great butler.
Even those who didn't have newspapers in their hands crowded around others, looked around, and asked with concern: "What did it say? What did it say..."
“When will the market open to the public~!”
"It would have been a terrible day... Angus was extremely annoyed when he heard this. He said "Hmm, um, um, um, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh," and deliberately coughed heavily in the hall.
The civil servants who were busy passing by were awakened and stopped. They looked up from the newspapers and looked at the direction of the sound in surprise. They found that the administrative officer who was under the governor and among the tens of thousands of people was looking gloomy.
He looked at them with a sophisticated and unkind expression.
People passing by hurriedly put away their newspapers and lowered their heads, not daring to look at the political officer.
"Work hard during office hours." Angus scolded them with a straight face, then turned and walked up the stairs.
The civil servants in the hall looked at each other in silence and hurriedly walked to their respective offices.
Angus walked into his office and said to the secretary who was sorting documents outside: "Susan, give me a cup of tea."
Then he fell heavily on his desk and chair, took a slow breath, and said to himself: "I'm getting old, and I'm almost useless."
The secretary put a cup of hot tea in Angus's hand. Only then did Angus have time to unfold the newspaper and read the article carefully.
Seeing the city-wide news about the listing of the Eagle Railway above, even Angus couldn't help but sink in slowly and read every word carefully.
As Lorraine's assistant, he knew that the articles in these newspapers might have been written by the proprietresses. Now the world's most knowledgeable about the stock market are of course Lorraine and Leo, followed by Lorraine's daughter.
Friends.
If you want to discuss the stock market in detail, you can only write it yourself.
Many of the profound articles in the newspaper were actually written by Governor Lorraine's family, but they used pseudonyms. Angus even knew which pseudonym belonged to the girl.
One of the articles, which detailed the plan and scale of the railway group's IPO, particularly caught Angus's attention. The article was signed by Sanopac.
Angus knew that this unique name belonged to Mr. Leo, the chairman of the Flying Eagle Group. It was said that the name came from a company that was said to be very awesome. It was so awesome that it was unparalleled in the world and treated its consumers like big Ukrainian pigs.
No matter how messed up you are, you will never lose money.
Therefore, he was regarded as an idol by Chairman Leo. His Flying Eagle Group also had to provide good after-sales service, and this was paid for every year.
Angus didn't even notice someone walking into his office and sitting down opposite him.
After finally reading the newspaper, Angus put it down, shook his head and sighed.
"What's wrong?" asked a voice next to him.
Angus said without thinking, "The plate is too big, one Naian can't eat it."
Then he suddenly woke up, jumped up and said nervously: "Sir, why didn't you call me when you came?"
Lorraine waved to him to sit down and said: "You have also seen the article, and the methods have been written down. I want to hear your opinions."
Angus sat down slightly uneasily, hesitated for a moment, and said carefully: "Sir, how many shares are you planning to issue?"
"We plan to issue bonds and stocks together. If you don't know about stocks, you can buy corporate bonds first. They are divided into one-year, three-year, five-year and ten-year periods. The interest rates are different. The first period is two million and look at the market.
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Angus nodded and said: "This is not a big problem. With the reputation of the Flying Eagle Group, they will rush to subscribe."
Lorraine also nodded in agreement. The Flying Eagle Group has excellent profitability and good reputation. There are many people who are willing to lend money to the Flying Eagle Group. Although the interest rate given by Lorraine is not high, it is for safety.
"Stocks..." Lorraine said: "After consultation with the Holy See, we agreed that the publicly issued shares should not exceed 20%."
"That's 20 million." Angus said with a serious expression: "Sir, with all due respect, we Naian people don't have that much money. Now Naian is extremely hungry for funds, and those who have spare money have already invested in factories and
On the farm, in fact, we in Naian are already running out of money."
Lorraine smiled confidently and said: "I understand your worries. The first batch is only 3 to 5%. We will see the effect of the market and then gradually increase the issuance. Moreover, our target is the entire continent."
"That's three to five million," Angus nodded and said, "It's not difficult, even retail investors can almost make it."
Lorraine smiled, spread her hands, and said: "Our goal is the stars and the sea. It's not interesting to just deceive Nai'an for more money. Come on, follow me to the stock market."
Lorraine and Angus walked out of the office building. Leo was impatient on the carriage. He lined up the carriage impatiently with his chubby little hands and shouted to Lorraine: "Hurry up, hurry up, I can already smell the smell of money~!"
(To be continued)!~!
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