Chapter 1457
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Beneath his carefree exterior was a fragile and insecure heart.
"When I have money …" Wu Poxiong said longingly. He didn't notice that the sink was full and the water was spilling all over the floor. He hurriedly turned off the faucet.
"What do you want when you have money?" Yang Huai picked up the mop and mopped the floor.
"I'll buy a big house with two kitchens, one upstairs and one downstairs," Wu Boxiong said with a yearning look. "Then, I'll be able to cook whenever I want and wash the dishes whenever I want!"
"Brother Xiong …" Yang Huai was stunned for a moment before he said, "You're really ambitious."
"I know you want to laugh at me." Wu Poxiong spat the cigarette butt into the sink, then picked it up and threw it into the trash can. He said angrily, "But that's my only wish."
Yang Huai smiled and didn't say anything else. He said goodbye to Wu Poxiong and left the house for his own place.
He found his phone and saw five or six messages, all from Song Youxi.
He closed the door and called Song Youxi.
"Mr. Yang, did you see the messages I sent you?" Song Youxi asked hurriedly.
"Yes," Yang Huai said calmly. "Why would there be such nonsense in the market?"
He couldn't understand why there was news of the Wanwen Group acquiring Zhongyang Holdings.
"Sigh, I just received the news." Song Youxi hesitated. "Someone said they saw you at the securities company."
"That's true." Yang Huai didn't deny it. He didn't find it strange that someone recognized him. Hong Kong was too small.
"Actually, Zhongyang Holdings' assets aren't bad. It's mainly because of the change in market demand that the company's products aren't selling and production is declining. I've seen their toy factory in the mainland. It's huge." Song Youxi gave his judgment. "We've invested in our own toy factory, but we can't compare to Zhongyang in terms of design ability. Also, the most valuable part of their hands is the brand authorization of Hollywood and Japanese comics. They can sell all kinds of derivative toys. They started off by producing the electronic toys for Terminator."
"Then we'll buy it." Yang Huai made a decision.
"Mr. Yang, I understand." Song Youxi said. "I'll make arrangements as soon as possible."
"Thank you." Yang Huai hung up.
Song Youxi was the assistant minister that his father and uncle had arranged for him. He was fully qualified to criticize his behavior and reject his nonsense. But in fact, Song Youxi did not do so. He did not even overstep his boundaries. Every time he encountered something, he would give his professional advice. As for what decision he made, Song Youxi would do his best to implement it.
This was the reason why he liked Song Youxi.
On the second and third day, Zhongyang Holdings' share price continued to soar. Its share price broke 1.5 yuan, making everyone excited. They continued to listen to Yang Huai's advice and resolutely refused to sell!
However, on the fourth day, Zhongyang Holdings suddenly suspended trading, causing everyone to panic.
Everyone gathered at the chicken farm. Old Man Guan asked anxiously, "Will there be any problems?"
"The reason for the suspension is a major asset restructuring, not an order from the Exchange. Could it be some good news that will skyrocket when trading resumes?" Wu Poxiong's face glowed.
"You're oversimplifying things," Sister Hua explained. "Most companies stop trading for the same reason, which is a major asset restructuring.
You haven't seen it before. Many listed companies have stopped trading for years and still haven't resumed trading. "
"I just want to keep my capital." Sister Zhen was a little distracted after hearing Sister Hua's words.
"If you trust me, go home and enjoy your food and drinks. Don't worry too much." Yang Huai was confident. No one knew the inside story better than he did.
"Brother Huai, are you sure?" Shanji was a little shaky.
"If I say it's fine, then it's fine." Yang Huai waved his hand and ignored them.
After a frightening weekend, it was Monday.
Zhongyang Holdings issued a tender offer. The Wanwen Group, a giant in the Chinese paper industry, planned to purchase no more than 300 million shares of Zhongyang Holdings through its subsidiary, Meinian Toys, which accounted for 30% of the company's total share capital. The tender offer price was 1.8 yuan per share, and the tender offer period was 30 natural days.
The market went crazy. Zhongyang Holdings' share price soared. Its latest share price was 1.93 yuan, which was much higher than the tender offer price of 1.8 yuan.
Guan and the others didn't ask for Yang Huai's opinion this time. They all decided to sell the shares at least three yuan!
"My uncle once told me that it's not because others are too cunning, but because you are too greedy." Yang Huai only said this to Wu Poxiong.
"I will sell now!" Wu Poxiong wasn't stupid. He knew that Yang Huai was being greedy.
As soon as he started to sell, Guan couldn't stay calm. When he was about to ask the others in the hall for their opinions, he found that Sister Zhen and Hua Hua had already sold.
"I'm very content. I've multiplied it by seven times!" Sister Zhen was indescribably happy to have the money in her pocket.
"That's one more cent." Guan stared at the board and didn't want to sell the shares.
"Let's have dinner together!" Shanji was sold in a hurry. He didn't care about Guan at all. He proposed to celebrate. "Don't compete with me for the bill!"
"Let's go." Guan gritted his teeth and tapped on the keyboard. He moved the mouse and finally made a deal.
He hurried to catch up with Yang Huai and the others.
This time, Wu Poxiong made a small profit. He was happy, but not as happy as Yang Huai expected.
"This is still not enough to buy a house!"
"You own the land. You can build a two-story house." Yang Huai suggested.
The land of Hong Kong had always been the private property of the Queen of England. The queen was not an empty shell. The government only allowed people to rent the land, but there was a time limit.
After the joint declaration between the Chinese and British governments, the Sino-British Land Committee was established. The Hong Kong government had to make an agreement with the Land Committee before it could rent the land.
However, no matter how the policy changed, it didn't affect rural areas like New Territories and Yuen Long. Although Yuen Long didn't have a three-story house policy like New Territories, people could still rebuild or renovate their houses on the original site.
"You think I haven't thought about it?" Wu Poxiong sighed. "There are too many people applying. It will take years before we get the building permit. It is not as easy as you think."
"Then let's buy a village house that has already been built." Yang Huai suggested again.
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