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Chapter 023 The big storm begins (1)
The curtain opened, and two good shows were staged at the same time.
Zhou Ningyu and his wife didn't pay much attention to Zhou Nan's stock trading at first, but looking at the current situation, their son really made a lot of noise. After a whole night, they learned that Zhou Ningyu and his wife had returned from their hometown, and the Zhou family
The landline phone number has never stopped, and it has almost become a hotline. There are people who inquire about stock operations, people who pretend to be friendly, and some who even offer to introduce people to Zhou Nan. There is an endless stream of people who come to visit in person.
Absolutely.
Zhou Ningyu had no choice but to steel himself, greeting guests again and again, and seeing off guests again and again. In the end, he couldn't hold on anymore, so he walked into the study and closed the door. He stopped paying attention and allowed Yue Ping and her son to toss around.
It was close to 9 o'clock, and the last person to come to the door was Lin Xia.
Lin Xia chatted with Yue Ping extremely enthusiastically, her eager eyes always falling on Zhou Nan, who was smiling and sitting silently on the sofa. If she didn't know why, Yue Ping might have felt that Lin Xia, a mature woman, was interested in her son.
There are some malicious misunderstandings and illusions.
"Sister Yue, you really gave birth to a genius..." Lin Xia whispered in Yue Ping's ear with some emotion. Yue Ping felt a little uncomfortable with Lin Xia's sudden intimacy.
Lin Xia took out a small bag from her carry-on bag, which contained two thick wads of banknotes, probably 20,000 in cash.
"Nannan, you helped my aunt earn so much money, and she doesn't know how to thank you... This little money is just a small thing for her. Don't dislike it. Use it to buy a motorcycle to ride. It's quite fashionable now."
." Lin Xia handed the small bag to Zhou Nan.
Zhou Nan was startled, then immediately smiled and shook his head and firmly refused, "Aunt Lin, you are out of touch. I just gave you a few suggestions, and you did them all yourself. How can I ask for your money?
Besides, in the stock market, your current book profit is just a fictitious one. As long as you don’t make a profit, it’s not really making money.”
Seeing Lin Xia suddenly taking out so much money to give to her son, Yue Ping was also shocked. She quickly waved her hands and said, "Director Lin, what are you doing? No, he is still a child..."
After a few pushbacks with Zhou Nan's mother and son, seeing that Zhou Nan really refused to accept the money, Lin Xia had no choice but to collect the money and put it in her bag. She smiled bitterly and said, "Nannan, if you meet Auntie like this, Auntie will still do it in the future."
Why am I embarrassed to ask you to help guide stock trading?..."
Zhou Nan chuckled, "Aunt Lin, don't be polite. If you don't dislike me and trust me, you can refer to my operations in the future. Of course, I can't guarantee that I will make money every time?!"
"That's, that's..." Lin Xiaqi said, suddenly seeming to remember something, and suddenly took out a dark thing from her bag. Yue Ping was not very familiar with it, but Zhou Nan could see it at a glance.
This is something that is relatively rare in society at the moment: a mobile phone held in the hands of a few rich people (mostly nouveau riche) to show their identity.
This thing originated in a city in the south in 1987. At that time, the public price of "Big Brother" was around 20,000 yuan, but it usually cost 25,000 yuan to buy it. The black market price was once as high as 50,000 yuan. This not only made ordinary people
It’s prohibitive because even the owners of small and medium-sized enterprises can’t afford much. Even now, the price is as high as more than 10,000 yuan, which is not affordable for ordinary people.
In this day and age, some nouveau riche hold a mobile phone in their hands all day long, eat, drink tea, and negotiate. Putting it on the table is like betting on a wealthy chip and scepter. They will immediately gain more respect, and business negotiations will become more complicated.
Gotta relax.
Some people also put their mobile phone in a polished boss bag, which is tucked under their arm. When appropriate, they take it out, pull out a long antenna, spend one yuan a minute on the phone, and shout one sentence in the crowd:
"Hey! Hey! You can't hear me clearly, please say it again." It attracted countless envious looks.
In this era where some people are allowed to get rich first, ordinary people never hide their admiration for the rich. For a time, they combed their hair like Ponyboy style, put on hair gel, wore a long black windbreaker and a white scarf,
Holding a mobile phone has become the ideal image of a rich man for many people. The arms of the windbreaker must be open, the scarf must flow in the wind, and the mobile phone must be held in the hand. Only in this way can you be considered classy, chic and majestic.
People probably didn't expect that in ten years' time at most, even the rag collectors on the street would have a small and exquisite mobile phone in their hands. I don't know how many times more advanced it is than its big brother.
Things in the world are changing, and this is the case.
Zhou Nan was sighing slightly, but Lin Xia smiled and said, "Nannan, this is the big brother Zhang Dongsheng asked me to hand over to you... We have both made a lot of money with you. You can take this thing so that we can look for it at any time."
You... this is an old one, it fell down from Zhang Dongsheng, it’s not worth much. If you don’t even accept this, Auntie will be really angry."
Zhou Nan hesitated for a moment and then took it. Although Lin Xia said it was old, this thing looked brand new. Zhang Dongsheng must have just bought it. He also understood the true thoughts of these people as a gift to his big brother.
However, this was exactly what he wanted. Therefore, he no longer refused to accept it. It seemed that Zhang Dongsheng finally bought 0518 and made a lot of money. After helping them make so much money, he accepted it.
Big, but not too big.
"But, Auntie, the phone bill for this thing is too high. I can't afford the phone bill." Zhou Nan half-joked.
Lin Xia smiled and winked at Zhou Nan, "This thing is in Zhang Dongsheng's name. Of course he will pay the phone bill. How many calls can you make? Don't worry about that, just use it."
"By the way, Nan Nan, are you going to the stock market tomorrow? A few of us have discussed it and want to ask you to give us a lesson, which can be regarded as literacy. It may seem that we have been speculating in stocks for several years, but in fact we are all
I'm so confused..." Lin Xia solemnly sent out an invitation and took out an invitation card, "Everyone invites you to dinner tomorrow night, you must give auntie a face..."
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Lin Xia left happily. Zhou Ningyu walked out of the study with a frown and asked in a deep voice, "Nannan, when did you get involved with Lin Xia and others again? Also, what's going on with your stock trading? Why?
Suddenly...helped her earn more than 200,000 yuan? What on earth are you doing? Don't fool around, if you make someone lose money, it's not a joke..."
Zhou Ningyu couldn't accept it for a while. His son suddenly became a celebrity in the government compound... a stock god? What a joke. What kind of stock god did a kid who just graduated become a stock god?
"Yes, Nannan, you can't act recklessly. We are all leaders of the city. If you want to cause trouble and make people lose money, your father can't bear it." Yue Ping supported.
"Dad, Mom, you can rest assured. What could happen? I didn't help them trade stocks. I just gave them some suggestions. Whether to buy, whether to sell, and how to operate is all their own business. Follow me.
It doesn't matter." Zhou Nan chuckled, and while preparing to hide in his room, he added, "Dad, Mom, I earned the money in the stock market openly and cleanly, there is nothing shameful about it."
With that said, Zhou Nan hid in his bedroom, leaving Zhou Ningyu and his wife looking at each other and exchanging glances. They both saw a hint of surprise and suspicion in each other's eyes, and of course more of a joy.
The couple did not understand Zhou Nan's complicated mentality at this moment. He was not only gradually changing the economic destiny of the Zhou family, but also preventing unpredictable life risks in the future: even if Zhou Ningyu failed in officialdom, his family was well off, and he had enough food and clothing to live in dignity.
It's okay to let the family live out the rest of their lives.
The future and destiny of the family are all in the hands of him, a reborn person, and he cannot help but be cautious and thoughtful.