Chapter 127

May 17.

The weather in the magic capital is not much better than that in the small county, and there is even a magic of the urban situation.

According to the agreement with Wen Meiyu, Gao Mu should have contacted her friends when he arrived in Shanghai yesterday. However, Gao Mu did not do so.

What he needs is time, freedom and arranging the next thing by himself.

Therefore, after arriving in Shanghai yesterday, I took a taxi and stayed in a Samsung hotel. Although the hardware decoration of Baolong hotel is a little old-fashioned, it is important that the software service is in place and has a sense of security.

Go to bed early and get up early.

Gao mu, who got up early, opened the curtains, opened the windows, felt the fresh air with plenty of water vapor, and simply exercised in the room for more than ten or twenty minutes.

Then I simply washed it and sorted out my things. I mainly checked it again. It was a huge sum of money with several red plastic bags.

When he came to the Chinese restaurant on the third floor, he had to eat a free breakfast. Fortunately, Gao Mu was lucky to eat his favorite crab roe cage.

Puxi is not Gao Mu's destination. After breakfast and checking out, he took a Volkswagen Taxi again.

As the base of Santana, the taxi must be it, and it is still type 2000.

In this era when private cars are still very rare, Santana 2000 taxis are luxurious.

Sitting in the spacious back row, touching the familiar and the first in China, Gao Mu has the feeling of going home by renting a unique white cloth cover in Shanghai.

After six years of living in Shanghai, he was more or less familiar with the modern city of this super big Mac, and his mind was full of memories.

Unfortunately, things change.

The city is still that city, and the buildings are still rising tall and straight, but people who used to know, those friends and colleagues who communicate in this big city, may never meet again.

Meeting is also a stranger!

"Pudong hemp will arrive soon. Where will my friends go?"

When Gao Mu got on the bus, he only said to go to Pudong, but didn't say where to get off. The driver was also honest and violent all the way.

Because Gao Mu spoke the local dialect, he didn't dare to detour casually.

"Go to the Securities Building on Pudong South Road!"

Gao Mu gently patted the bag around him and said his real destination.

"Securities Building!?"

In the repeated affirmation, the driver, with a sense of doubt, involuntarily aimed at the endoscope and stared at Gao Mu's face.

Gao Mu noticed the driver's eyes, raised his head, looked at him in the endoscope and gave him an incomparably brilliant smile.

Seeing that Gao Mu found his observation, the driver smiled awkwardly: "do friends want to be stocks when they go to the securities building?"

Taxi brothers are always the most talkative people. As long as a topic comes out, they can talk from the South China Sea to the North Sea, Shanghai to Beijing.

"Well, do you think I go to work?"

ready to accept either course!

"I tell you, if you want to be a stock, you don't have to go to the securities building. You can open an account with a securities firm."

Gao Mu looks too young to go to work or buy stocks.

But out of instinctive enthusiasm, he gave a reasonable suggestion.

"Oh, master Jiang also invests in stocks?"

Gao Mu glanced at the driver's work display board on the co pilot's desk.

"Play occasionally and earn some gas money, ha ha..."

Master Jiang's eyes twinkle. Where can he make stocks? It's just that some investors have sat in his car and talked a few words.

"Awesome, so master Jiang is a master. You can make money by playing casually."

Gao Mu suddenly realized that he didn't seem to have such good luck. He could meet the brother of the leek Gang if he took a taxi.

The stock market has only developed for a few years, and there are only a few hundred stocks on the market, which is far from the era of stock speculation by the whole people.

"It's OK, but little brother, it's a bear market now. It's hard to do stocks. Ten households lose nine. If you do stocks, you have to be careful."

Master Jiang's heart is not generally hot. He just carried a shareholder surnamed Yang a few days ago. When chatting, he knew that he had heard that it was a bear market. Now being a stock is a word loss.

"Awesome. Master Jiang really knows stocks, but I can't. to be honest, I don't even know what stocks are. I came here today to find someone. I have a relative who works in the securities building. I'm going to take refuge in him."

Knowing the taxi driver's chat skills, Gao Mu didn't dare to have in-depth communication with him on the topic, so he quickly picked himself out.

"Oh, yes, I think you are really young. How dare you still wonder how you can do stocks when you are so young? You came here to find friends! But your friends can work in the securities building. It's also very good. Do you study finance?"

Master Jiang smiled and said that Gao Mu didn't work as a stock, but came to find someone, which made him feel much more comfortable.

In the eyes of the general public, those who have money to buy stocks and will make money from the stock market in this era are really powerful rich people.

Although there are losses and gains, most people remember only the topic of making money. Losing money will not bring them any memory enhancement.

Therefore, they think that those who do stocks are money makers who turn their hands for the cloud and cover their hands for the rain.

"Well, he doesn't study finance or work in a securities building. He moves bricks on the construction site next door."

Gao Mu handed the fare to master Jiang and told him a new story before getting off the bus.

"I bah! I thought I was a white-collar worker. I turned out to be a migrant worker."

Master Jiang is very depressed. People who watch Eagles all year round will go astray today and be blinded by Eagles.

He even regarded a working hairy boy as an elite engaged in finance, and thought of the brick moving guy on the construction site next door as a big intellectual graduated from finance.

It's really a shame to leave it at home!

With a roar of accelerator, he left the gate of the Securities Building and took a look at a construction site in full swing.

I didn't realize that Gao mu, a little boy who came to Shanghai to work, would be willing to fight?

How can you give him a brand-new 100 yuan ticket to pay for the car?

How can you speak modu dialect?

Gao Mu shook his head, smiled and watched the taxi go away, carrying his bag into the securities building.

Master Jiang is right. Most of those who work in the securities building are not simple. They are basically related to the major of finance.

However, he also said something wrong. He may not have to go outside to find a brokerage. There are in the building.

The 27 storey building, below the ninth floor, belongs to the site of the exchange, and above the tenth floor is an intelligent high-end office building. Many securities companies have settled here.

However, Gao Mu knows that there are securities companies, but he is not sure whether the office here is open to the public or whether there is a window for opening an account?

Finally, he chose to go to the floor of mordu securities. Without him, on the company distribution nameplate downstairs, other securities companies marked the company name, and only he marked the business department.

He felt that the title was safer, so he entered the elevator and pressed the floor under the attention of the security guard.

Facts can't prove that his guess is right or wrong, but it can prove that his decision is right. We can open an account here.

There was no need for the salesman to worry. Gao Mu skillfully took out all the required information, took over the form and began to fill in.

"Can my account open today?"

"Are you in a hurry?"

"A little, you know I'm from other places."

More than that, the age on the foreign ID card almost failed to meet the standard. Fortunately, when Gao Jianguo applied for his ID card, the salesman was careless and mistook his birth year, inexplicably one year older.

"Well, not tomorrow?"

In fact, the salesman is a little confused. Isn't it OK to open an account in other places?

Why do they have to open an account in Shanghai, and it's their business hall. Can't they think that the closer they are to the exchange, the more money they can make?

"Tomorrow is the 18th, not tomorrow? Can you give me a green fast track?"

Gao Mu knew that he was a little late. He had opened his account last week. He would be very calm.

Time is pressing. He opened an account today and will trade today. It's all money, not water.

"This is a little difficult?"

The salesman hesitated.

The stock market is now in a bear market stage. They rarely open an account. Today, he not only met one, but also came from other places.

There is hope. Gao Mu hears a glimmer of hope from each other's words.

"Classmate, help me. You see I've come all the way. This little request can't disappoint me?"

The salesman is not old. Gao Mu is a talkative classmate and wants to get in touch.

The effect is good. The salesman is really a graduate who has just graduated from school. He is very comfortable to hear this. "Well, I wonder how much money you are going to spend at one time?"

"Six hundred thousand!"

Gao Mu pricked and opened the bag, took out the big red bag and hit it heavily on the counter.

Sixty bales are not very large, but the weight is really not light. The straps of Gaomu backpack have been off-line.

"Six hundred thousand?"

When the salesman was excited, the pens in his hand fell down.

He knows how much 600000 is. Now the market is not good. They have more than 100000 retail investors here, even VIP customers. 600000 exceeds the vast majority of investors.

One of his men felt it consciously. Across several layers of plastic bags, he could feel the authenticity of banknotes and smell the ink smell of RMB.

It's just that the owner of the money is too young, isn't it?

Is it the second generation who has a mine at home? This money is for his elders to practice his skills?

Thinking about it, we can only put Gao mu on the identity of the rich second generation, and only this idea can have a realistic possibility.

Three times five divided by two, untied the plastic bag and revealed 60 bundles of cash tied together neatly.

"If you can trade today, the money will be saved immediately."

"No problem. Just a moment. I'll call the manager and ask him to help you apply for quick opening."

When you see money, efficiency comes.