The Richest Man Yang Fei

Yang Fei came here this time, just to follow suit and make some money.

He is not manipulating the stock of Yanzhong Industrial, he is following behind the hype group and picking up some snacks.

The hype and merger of listed companies' stocks is not a simple process.

Especially dancing under the rules can only be done quietly, which requires more scheming and time.

Yanzhong Industrial is a very special stock. It is one of the earliest old stereotypes in Shanghai. It belongs to the "three noes" concept stock and has a small plate.

Baoan Group from Shennan City did not know much about Yanzhong Industry before launching the merger and acquisition war.

The executives of Bao'an Group feel that Yanzhong Industrial is located on Yanzhong Road in Shanghai City. Many companies on this road bear the word Yanzhong, so the companies on this road are all owned by Yanzhong Industrial.

Therefore, they thought that as long as they bought Yanzhong Industry, even if it was demolished and used as real estate in the future, they would be able to make a fortune.

Yanzhong Industrial has only 30 million shares, all of which are in circulation in the market.

As the big investors said, this stock is now a junk stock and a dead stock.

When Yang Fei read Li Yining's article, he thought of the catfish effect in economics.

Yanzhong stocks are sardines packed in containers. If there are no catfish, this is a group of fish waiting to die.

Bao'an Group is that catfish. When it comes, Yanzhong stock will be stirred up!

Meals have to be eaten bite by bite, and stocks have to be swept with one hand.

If you use all your strength, it will alarm Yanzhong Industrial Company, and they will not stand still. If you buy it at a low price, you will definitely fight back. When the stock price soars, the money spent on the acquisition will double.

Therefore, Bao'an Group's desire to control Yanzhong did not happen overnight.

It will take some time for Yang Fei to follow him to eat meat.

Therefore, if Yang Fei wants to study the recent stock market, he should consider it as a study and practice! .

It only took him more than an hour to get a clear understanding of the stocks that everyone in the big family room bought.

Comparing the recent box lunch sales, he had an idea in his mind.

On September 13th, besides Yang Fei who bought Yanzhong Industrial, there were several other companies that were quietly buying. These companies belonged to Shennan Baoan Group.

All purchases are made quietly into the village, and those who shoot are not required.

On this day, until the market closed, Yanzhong's stock did not fluctuate much.

Because this stock is too rubbish, too rubbish to attract everyone's attention.

The large family room is well-equipped, and Yang Fei has a phone on his desk, but he is not in a hurry to call Su Tong.

At night, when he returned to the hotel, after dinner, he guessed that Su Tong had already collected the money, so he called her.

Su Tong quickly called back. In fact, she had been waiting for the boss to call her.

"Boss! Have you arrived at Shanghai safely?" Su Tong tried his best to suppress the excitement in his heart, but his tone was still fluctuating, and his speech was much faster than usual.

"I've been there a long time ago." Yang Fei heard her concern and smiled slightly, "Is everything okay at home?"

"Very good! Today's goods are all sold out, and there is still not enough to sell! Boss, I have already urged the daily chemical factory to ask them to step up production."

Yang Fei asked about the situation and hung up the phone.

He didn't say what he was doing in Shanghai, and Su Tong didn't dare to ask.

It was still early, Yang Fei watched the TV commercials for a while, and felt really bored, so he went downstairs for a walk to see the night view of Shang Hai.

Before I knew it, I walked near the stock exchange.

"Sixi Baked Bran! Noodles with scallion oil! Oily snail stuffed with meat! Brother, do you want supper?" A crisp female voice greeted the hurried passers-by loudly.

Yang Fei took a look and smiled: "Chen Chun, is that you? Make boxed lunches during the day and sell midnight snacks at night? Where's your mother?"

"Dead!" Chen Chun stood behind the supper stand,

Holding a spoon in his hand, he stirred the soup pot and asked, "Do you want to eat supper?"

Yang Fei was startled, thinking, didn't your mother just take your pocket money? As for cursing her to death?

"Here is a bowl of Yangchun noodles." Yang Fei sat down, he ate dinner at the hotel, the food was expensive and not tasty, he was not full at all.

"Such a big boss has already entered the big family room. What kind of Yangchun noodles do you eat? Or, a little of the same? They are all cheap, and you can't eat much. If you spend twenty yuan, I will give you a bowl of bean curd for free. .”

"I really haven't eaten Shang Hai's snacks, okay, I'll have an appetizer and try your craft."

"Okay, boss, come right away." Chen Chun laughed.

Soon, Yang Fei's table was full of large plates and small dishes.

Yang Fei didn't think it was too much, and he wiped out all the delicious food on the table.

The bowl of bean curd that Chen Chun sent is really unique. After eating other greasy food, when you eat bean curd, you will feel even more delicious, like a young woman dancing on the tip of your tongue, stretching every taste bud of yours.

Yang Fei put down his chopsticks, and Chen Chun sat beside him with a smile on his face, and stretched out his small hand like a green onion: "Boss, Chenghui, ninety-eight yuan."

"So expensive? Aren't these snacks all worth a few yuan?" Yang Fei didn't think the money was too much. In Shanghai's words, the dozens of yuan was just a drizzle to him.

"There are so many servings!" Chen Chun quickly lit the dishes with his hands on the table, and kept quoting the prices in his mouth.

It is said that Shanghai people are smart, as expected.

"Boss, you are a person who sits in a big family room, ninety-eight, long hair! What an auspicious number?"

Yang Fei reluctantly took out a hundred yuan and slapped it on the table: "You don't need to look for it."

"What we are looking for, we Shanghai people, never take advantage of small things. Moreover, getting rich for a long time, this number is too auspicious!"

"I'm trying to make it perfect!" Yang Fei burped, loosened his belt, and asked, "Do you also make breakfast?"

"Do it!" Chen Chun said with a grin while checking the authenticity of the banknotes, "Boss, I can see that you like my snacks very much, how about this? Tell me the hotel number, three meals a day , I will send you to the hotel, so that you can eat comfortably and satisfactorily!"

"It's right that you didn't go to university. You are born to do business."

"Who said I didn't get into college? I did!"

After hearing her say this for the second time, Yang Fei couldn't help but take it seriously, and asked, "You really passed the exam? Why didn't you read it?"

"My father was laid off, and my mother died. Who will pay for me?" Chen Chun sighed helplessly.

"Is your mother really dead? I saw it during the day, could it be a ghost? Don't scare me!"

As soon as he said it, seeing the tears welling up in the corner of her eyes, he instantly understood what was going on, and quickly said, "I'm sorry, I didn't know she was your queen..."

Yang Fei didn't say that mother word, because she had already gritted her teeth.

Chen Chun got up, took out a bottle of white wine from the back of the stall, opened the bottle cap, poured two glasses, and pushed one to Yang Fei: "Come with me."

Yang Fei looked at the wine bottle, which was written with two brush characters of immortals. He knew that this was the most famous high-grade liquor in Shanghai. When eating in the restaurant, the waiter recommended this kind of wine, so he asked, "Can you drink it?" ?”

"Nonsense! Do you want to accompany me?" Chen Chun picked up the wine glass and held it in front of Yang Fei's nose.

Yang Fei raised his glass, and the two clinked the glasses vigorously. He hadn't drunk yet, but she had already drunk the wine.

"Wine, that's not how you drink it. You'll get drunk!" Yang Fei hurried to grab her cup.

Chen Chun threw himself on the table, shrugged his shoulders, and burst into tears.

Yang Fei patted her on the shoulder, not knowing what to say.