There was a famous quote in – Marriage is like a fortress, the people outside want to go in, the people inside want to come out. This sentence also applied to the stock market, and it didn't feel out of place.
Five years ago, Zheng Hongjie was just an ordinary taxi driver. Because he was bragging to a customer while driving, he accidentally learned about the food processing industry.
When he heard the drunk passenger patting his chest and bragging about how his food processing factory was making money, he was a bit tempted. He was only in his twenties, so he obviously didn't want to be a driver for the rest of his life. So from then on, he began to learn about this unfamiliar industry.
Later, with his family's savings and some money borrowed from his relatives, he successfully bought a small food processing workshop that was poorly run.
Although he didn't go to university, he relied on his hard-working and hard-working nature. He relied on the half-baked business knowledge he learned on the spot and expanded the small factory into the one he had today.
Orders flew in like snowflakes. The canned food and pancakes produced by his factory were not only of excellent quality, but the price was also much more affordable than his peers. The factory became more and more popular. Land was purchased, production lines were purchased, and more employees were hired. Even Kang Shuaifu placed an order with his factory.
In less than five years, Boss Zheng's reputation spread throughout his hometown. His relatives and fellow villagers used to call him Jie Zi or Er Dan, but now they all called him Boss Zheng or Brother Zheng.
From nothing to starting a factory in Wanghai City, buying a car and a house, returning to his hometown in luxury … From a taxi driver to a boss, his experience in the past five years could be written into a book.
But all of this changed at the end of last year.
The market bottomed out, and rumors of a sword pointing at 6124 spread. At the time, the market was still hovering below 3000. One of his business friends advised him during a drink that the stock market was easy to make money and that he should give it a try if he had spare cash.
Although he was a bit drunk at the time, Zheng Hongjie's mind was still clear. Logic told him that the zero-sum game was not the right way to go. How could a market that didn't produce anything create value?
Zheng Hongjie didn't listen to his friend's temptation. Instead, he advised his friend not to be addicted to the unreliable market. However, his friend only sneered and ignored him.
Four months later, his friend bought two apartments in the city and changed his Dongfang to a BMW. Once, when they were drinking, that friend of his bragged about how he had relied on a million yuan of capital to go on a rampage in the stock market, setting an impressive record of five times his capital.
Seeing that his friend had made a fortune, Zheng Hongjie felt a little regretful. If he had listened to his friend's advice, he would have lived in a villa, not to mention two suites. He had worked hard for four months, but his friend earned less than what he earned in a few days.
After three rounds of drinks, perhaps out of envy, Zheng Hongjie casually asked, "Is it too late to enter now?"
The moment he heard this, his friend immediately became excited. He patted his chest and boasted that "the economic situation is great", "the sword is pointing at ten thousand points", "this is a 'war' that's betting on the fruits of reform and revolution, it's impossible to retreat!"
After a series of impassioned speeches, Zheng Hongjie was moved. If he only relied on his food processing plant, it would take him ten years to become a millionaire, but it would only take a few days in the stock market.
When he got home, he hesitantly opened an account. Listening to his friend's advice, he tentatively put in twenty thousand yuan. He didn't care about it because he was busy with business matters. It wasn't until a month later that he remembered he bought a stock.
At that time, he was just curious and wanted to see how much the twenty thousand yuan had become. It was only twenty thousand yuan, even if he lost all of it, he wouldn't feel bad.
It would have been better if he didn't look, but when he looked, he was shocked. The twenty thousand yuan of stock funds had become fifty thousand yuan!
At that time, he only felt dizzy. His mind wasn't filled with excitement, but regret.
That's right, regret.
If he had bought two million yuan, it would be five million yuan now! If he had borrowed money to buy ten million yuan, he would have become a millionaire now …
Greed was endless. Looking at the dazzling five thousand red words, he thought about the "The bull market is only halfway up the mountain" comment from Everyone Daily a few days ago. He quickly transferred the two million yuan from his bank account to the stock market account. Among the two million yuan, there was a bank loan that was originally used to expand the factory.
"Everyone Daily wouldn't scam the people, right?" "XXXX wouldn't lie, right?" "If the stock market really collapsed, XXXX would be the first to go crazy!"
Hmm, you don't say, so what if I scammed you? Are you going to bite me?
In the beginning, he was excited. He earned forty thousand yuan with two points a day. Just by looking at the red line, he felt his body tremble with excitement. He had already started to dream of becoming a millionaire and completely forgot about his initial caution.
However, in just half a month, he experienced the feeling of falling from heaven to hell.
The index kept going down, thousands of stocks became the norm, and the media kept going long.
"Money can't buy an ox back."
"Short-term pullback is for better upside."
"Long-term bottom, buy boldly."
"The stock market can't go any lower. Mom is discussing interest rate cuts."
"Eighty percent of institutions think the stock market has bottomed out."
"Retirement money entering the market is being discussed."
"Breaking 3000 points shouldn't be viewed as a reversal in the short term."
…
One way to buy, one way to buy. The friend who promised him that the stock wouldn't fall below 4000 points had disappeared. Apparently, he borrowed money that he shouldn't have, abandoned his wife, and fled to the south.
Zheng Hongjie wanted to die, but he couldn't. He had a wife who loved him, and a daughter who idolized her father.
There was no need to think about expanding the factory.
Because he used the loan for other purposes, in order to avoid legal liability and being forced by the bank to sell the mortgage, Zheng Hongjie chose to rob Peter to pay Paul. He borrowed money from his business friend, used part of it to pay off the bank loan, and then invested the rest of the money into the factory, hoping to slowly pay off the debt.
But unfortunately, something unfortunate happened again.
Within a month, the price of pork skyrocketed, driving up the price of other foods. This directly caused the production cost of canned food to soar, which hit the food processing industry hard. But in order to pay off this debt, he accepted almost all the orders that came his way, and then relied on the deposit he received to barely maintain production and pay off the debt.
The orders he placed last month, based on the soaring cost of production, meant that for every canned food that left the factory, he lost one dollar. But if he didn't produce, he had to pay the penalty.
If it was before, he could rely on sufficient funds to deal with this crisis, but now …
After weighing the pros and cons, he chose to breach the contract. He lost the last dollar and lost the opportunity to make a comeback. The bank wouldn't lend him money anymore, and he couldn't pay the workers anymore. He had to fire all of his employees.
The past five years were like a dream.
Because of a legal Ponzi scheme, he went from the clouds to hell.
"Stock trading is like Inception. People outside are afraid, but the people inside are unable to extricate themselves."
Zheng Hongjie exhaled the last smoke ring, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and stamped it out.
If he knew this would happen, why did he do it? To be honest, Jiang Chen used to pay attention to the stock market, but until July, he didn't have any spare cash in his pocket. Fortunately, he was an "outsider" from beginning to end.
Jiang Chen quietly listened to his words and let out a sigh.
"Hehe, your experience could be written into a book. Do you have any plans for the future? "
"Let's go. I'll sell the factory and use the money to pay off the debt. Then I'll make up for the unpaid wages. Although I'm not a big boss anymore, I still have to keep my promises." Zheng Hongjie laughed at himself as he shook his head.
Honesty was a good point. Jiang Chen nodded in his mind. He didn't know how to run a company. Rather than hiring an unfamiliar manager, it was better to hire this expert.
"I asked you about your future plans, not your plans for tomorrow." Jiang Chen smiled as he looked at the old face that didn't match his age.
Hearing this, Zheng Hongjie was stunned.
"Me? Maybe drive- "
"That's a waste. I appreciate talented people." Jiang Chen waved his hand and interrupted him. "What do you think? Are you interested in working at my factory? Xinlong Food Processing Plant will still be called Xinlong, and you will still be the director. "
Jiang Chen extended his right hand and looked at him with a smile.
While he was in a daze, his old face suddenly regained some spirit. From the initial shock to the final excitement, Zheng Hongjie's trembling hand shook as he held Jiang Chen's hand.
He never thought the new owner of the factory would be so unlucky as to hire a failure like him. Since no matter what, the factory went bankrupt in his hands.
"The factory didn't close because of your management mistakes. I think Xinlong Food Processing Plant can only be maximized in your hands. I know you don't want to let go of your years of hard work. What do you think? What do you think? "
"I'm willing!"
An answer without hesitation.
Zheng Hongjie put down Jiang Chen's hand and bent down to pick up the cigarette butt he just extinguished.
"What are you doing?" Jiang Chen chuckled.
"Hehe, the hygiene of the food processing plant can't be sloppy. When I was the director, it's not an exaggeration to say that there wasn't a single cigarette butt in the entire plant!" It was as if a spring breeze had brushed past him. In an instant, his face, which was full of wrinkles, had regained its former luster.
Jiang Chen shrugged and extinguished the cigarette butt. He followed him to the trash can and threw the cigarette butt into the bucket.
"Since the company was acquired by me, I will inject one million. I want you to resume production in half a month. I only have one question for you, do you have confidence?"
"Yes!"
Seeing Zheng Hongjie yell at the top of his lungs, Jiang Chen laughed and patted him on the shoulder.
"You have confidence! I have faith in you. Come with me to the industrial and commercial bureau to complete the paperwork. "
"Hehe, boss, after the paperwork is done, can I invite you to my house for a meal? I'm a bit short on cash and can't afford a restaurant … "The man in his thirties said with a forced smile.
Regardless, he wanted to treat his benefactor to a meal to express his gratitude. It was the tradition of his hometown, and it was what he had always insisted on.
Jiang Chen paused for a moment before he laughed.
"No problem!"
At this moment, he suddenly noticed that the abject man's back had straightened again.
It was like he was reborn.
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