The Rise of the Writers of the Republic of China

In early October, the New York Stock Exchange.

Zhou Hexuan watched those traders running around, the trading hall was as noisy as a vegetable market, and everyone stretched their necks to stare at the blackboard. This traditional and primitive way of stock trading aroused his great interest.

Zhang Mouzhi started as a comprador and real estate business, and never played finance. Looking at the rising bull market at this moment, he was already retreating in his heart: "Mingcheng, the US stock market is booming. Is there any sign of a crash? Why don't we go home."

"It's about to collapse." Zhou Hexuan laughed.

Zhang Mouzhi still felt uncomfortable and asked, "Son-in-law, how much money did you bring this time?"

Zhou Hexuan showed four fingers.

"40,000 oceans?" Zhang Mouzhi said.

Zhou Hexuan shook his head with a smile.

"Could it be 40,000 US dollars?" Zhang Mouzhi asked in surprise, 40,000 US dollars converted is close to 100,000 oceans!

Although Zhang Mouzhi had a big business, firstly he didn't trust Zhou Hexuan, and secondly he didn't want to mobilize too much cash. This time he only brought 80,000 silver dollars.

I really didn't expect that my son-in-law could move 100,000 cash freely. Zhang Mouzhi felt a little emotional in his heart, and at the same time he became worried that if he lost money, his daughter's life would be difficult.

Zhang Mouzhi shook his head and smiled wryly. This time he was obsessed with ghosts, so he believed his son-in-law's words and traveled across the ocean to the United States to play stocks.

Can a scholar be trusted?

Zhang Mouzhi decided to be more conservative, and only took out 30,000 silver dollars at most, and resolutely refused to play with his son-in-law no matter whether he made a profit or lost money.

As for Zhou Hexuan, did he really only bring $40,000?

Hehe, multiply this number by ten!

The money snatched from Chu Yupu, the book publishing royalties that have been settled at home and abroad, as well as the profits from selling underwear and newspapers, Zhou Hexuan brought all of them this time, adding up to a total of 870,000 oceans.

The money was first deposited into the international account of Citibank, and after deducting some handling fees, it was automatically converted into U.S. dollars in the United States. The amount was: 404,000 U.S. dollars! (In 1929, the dollar-silver exchange rate was 1 to 2.15)

Weng and his son-in-law came to New York at the end of September. They have been on the stock exchange for a week, and they even took out some small money to buy stocks.

Since the slight decline in July, the US stock market has risen for two consecutive months, and it has soared like a rocket. Zhou Hexuan and Zhang Mouzhi just threw thousands of dollars in and bought stocks with their eyes closed, and now they have made more than $4,000, which is almost a 100% rate of return.

Zhang Mouzhi also couldn't help but sigh with emotion, playing stocks is really profitable, much faster than repairing a house.

If Zhou Hexuan hadn't reminded him, he would have kept buying up and down until he felt that he was about to reach the peak before stopping.

The two came out of the exchange and found a western restaurant for lunch.

At the end of the meal, Zhou Hexuan handed the waiter a $1 tip and said to Zhang Mouzhi, "Dad, I'm going to visit someone this afternoon."

"Who are you visiting?" Zhang Mouzhi asked.

Zhou Hexuan laughed and said, "America's number one speculator."

730 Fifth Avenue, New York, where the famous Lee Fermore works. He runs a small securities company with only a few employees. Although he doesn't have much business, he takes on big orders.

Six years ago, Li Feimore helped others as a trader with a principal of 50 million U.S. dollars.

That was $50 million in the early 1920s, when U.S. tax revenues were less than $4 billion a year.

Zhou Hexuan only understands simple stock trading, and it is a fully electronic trading system in later generations, which is very different from traditional manual operations. If you want to short US stocks during the stock market crash, you must hire a professional trader.

Since you want to invite, of course you must invite the best.

Historically, during the 1929 stock market crash, Lee Fermore made $100 million by shorting U.S. stocks, and even the U.S. government begged him to stop shorting.

When Weng and his son-in-law came to Li Feimore's securities company, the front desk lady looked at them in surprise, because she had never received Asian clients. After being dazed for a few seconds, the front desk lady smiled and asked, "Hi, may I help you?"

Zhou Hexuan said directly: "I want to see Mr. Li Feimore."

The lady at the front desk said: "Sorry, Mr. Lee Fermore is very busy. If you want to hire a trader, I can recommend someone else."

"Please go in and report," Zhou Hexuan said, "Just say that Zhou Hexuan, the author of "The Rise of Great Powers", is here to visit."

The lady at the front desk obviously didn't know Zhou Hexuan's name, she still smiled politely and said, "Sorry, I need to make an appointment to see Mr. Li Fermore."

Zhou Hexuan stared at her with a smile and said, "Are you sure you want to shut out a big client?"

Maybe Zhou Hexuan was too confident and spoke calmly. The lady at the front desk hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "Please wait a moment!"

She dialed the phone number of the office manager and said, "Mr. Fermi, there is an Asian who wants to see Boss. He claims to be the author of "The Rise of Great Powers."

A moment later, Zhou Hexuan was invited into Li Feimore's office.

Li Fermore is quite a gentleman, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, thin and handsome, with all his hair combed back, so that his forehead looks a little bald. He smiled enthusiastically and shook hands with Zhou Hexuan: "Mr. Zhou, I really like reading your works."

"It's a great honor." Zhou Hexuan said.

Li Feimore didn't talk nonsense, and asked directly: "Is there anything Mr. Zhou can do with me?"

Zhou Hexuan said with a smile: "The U.S. stock market is almost over."

"Hmm, I know." Li Fermore nodded.

Zhou Hexuan said with a playful smile: "I'm here to short US stocks this time. Presumably, Mr. Li Feimore is also making preparations?"

"How do you know that?" asked Levi Moore.

"You are the number one speculator in the United States, and I believe in your vision." Zhou Hexuan said.

Li Fermore shrugged: "Well, you are right."

Zhou Hexuan said: "I need a trader."

"I'm expensive," said Lee Fermore.

"How expensive?" Zhou Hexuan asked.

Li Feimore said: "20% profit commission."

"It's too expensive, up to 10%." Zhou Hexuan bargained.

Lee Fermore said with a smile: "It's impossible. The top traders on Wall Street are all 15%. I'm much better than those idiots."

Zhou Hexuan said: "It's different. I don't need you to worry too much about my business, because you have to do the same operation, just by the way. And, maybe I can give you some help."

"What help?" Li Fermore asked with interest.

"For example, I can predict that the U.S. stock market will crash in the second half of this month." Zhou Hexuan said.

Li Feimore laughed and said: "Sir, securities trading is not divination."

Zhou Hexuan crossed his legs, took the coffee brought by the secretary, tilted his head and said to Li Feimore: "Let's make friends, 10% profit commission, friendship price."

Li Fermore asked, "How much capital do you have?"

"US$400,000." Zhou Hexuan replied.

"Okay, friendly price, I only charge you 10%." Li Feimore said indifferently. For him, $400,000 is not enough to fit between his teeth, it is completely dispensable.

Hearing the same words in Zhang Mouzhi's ears, he was so startled that he almost fell down.

400,000 US dollars, that's close to 900,000 oceans!

How much money does my son-in-law have?