Chapter 25 Zhuangkou seizes food, violent harvest of 200 million chips - "Rebirth 2000: I broke the agreement and became rich"
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Futian CBD, 35th floor, Excellence Century Center.
The elevator door opened, and the four brushed characters "Jiuzhou Venture Capital" were embedded in the dark gray background wall.With the spotlights turned down, there is an undeniable air of coldness and high-classness.
Only eight days have passed since I signed the contract for this 600-square-meter office building.
On the day he rented this place, Ye Zhiqiu called three decoration companies to come in at the same time.
Working in shifts 24 hours a day, smashing walls, wiring, and laying carpets.The money was tripled, and the contractor put his wife's notebook in to buy materials overnight.
eight days.
The originally estimated construction period of one and a half months was shortened to eight days.
No shuffling around, no haggling.
As long as you give enough money, Shenzhen's speed can shut anyone up.
Ye Zhiqiu stood next to the front desk, holding a list of personnel in his hand.
There are three investment departments, two legal departments, and three operations departments, plus administration and finance. The start-up team of twelve people is already sitting at the open desks.
In front of everyone is the latest IBM desktop computer.
In this era when even Internet cafes are still using large head-mounted monitors, this configuration itself is a silent show off.
Zhou Mingyuan was holding a coffee cup, standing between the tea and looking outside.
He graduated from Fudan University with a master's degree in finance, worked at Shenwan, and saw the array of large institutions.But in the past few days at Jiuzhou Venture Capital, he only felt two words: barbaric.
The boss rarely shows up.
All matters are pushed by special assistant Ye Zhiqiu.
But in the entire company, no one dares to neglect.Because everyone is staring at one thing.
Something that could shatter their outlook on life.
Han Song came over, took a glass of water, and lowered his voice.
"Did you see it?"
Zhou Mingyuan didn't look back, staring at the traffic outside the glass curtain wall.
"I saw it. The market was opened and closed again."
Han Song took a breath.
After working as an investor in IDG for four years, he has seen countless entrepreneurs who took a few million and floated to the sky.
But now, he feels that those people are nothing.
The entire company knew that the boss, Lin Chuan, had used his personal account to place a heavy position in a stock.
Yian Technology.
30 million principal, all positions invested.
After entering the venue, this ticket was like crazy, racing all the way.
"Old Zhou, tell me everything. Can this ticket rise like this under normal logic?" Han Song asked.
Zhou Mingyuan shook his head.
"No. This is a pure capital market, and the bankers are making all kinds of changes in it. It stands to reason that if retail investors enter this kind of trading, they will die. But the boss... not only did he enter, but he also got the fattest part of it."
"Isn't he afraid of the dealer washing the market?"
"This is the scariest part." Zhou Mingyuan turned his head and stared into Han Song's eyes. "There were three violent market washes in the middle, and the bottom limit was hit. If it were any other institution, it would have been washed out long ago. But he didn't move. 30 million was pressed inside, and he didn't even look at it."
"This kind of concentration is not that of ordinary people." Zhou Mingyuan added.
Han Song's hand shook, and water splashed on the back of his hand, but he felt nothing.
An account was quickly made in his mind.
From entering the market to now, the floating profit has exceeded 530%.
The principal of 30 million is multiplied by the profit of 5.3.
Net profit of 159 million.
Including the principal, it is close to 190 million.
This is the cash that a young man in his early twenties got from the stock market in just a few months.
It’s not valuation, it’s not paper wealth, it’s real money that can be cashed out at any time.
Han Song suddenly felt his throat tightening.
If this money is pocketed, the amount of funds from Jiuzhou Venture Capital will instantly expand to an extremely terrifying level.
In this day and age, a venture capital institution with 200 million in cash can buy half of Shenzhen’s sky.
In the legal office.
Xu Jianing is looking at a template of an investment letter of intent.
She doesn’t trade in stocks and doesn’t understand K-line.
But she understands human nature.
She could feel that the atmosphere in the entire company was wrong today.
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