When Jia Yapeng saw Chen Liren, this guy was sitting on the window of the hotel smoking. Below him was the endless flow of traffic, which gave Jia Yapeng a fright.
Jia Yapeng was even more shocked by Chen Liren's appearance. He used to be a delicate and fashionable young man, but now he looked like Brother Sharp. His hair was flying in the wind, his face was haggard, and he had two big dark circles under his eyes. He looked like he had been working all night for a week.
"It's gone. I don't even have 18 million yuan … I don't even have 10 million yuan!" As soon as he saw Jia Yapeng, Chen Liren threw himself into Jia Yapeng's arms and began to cry.
Well, since Chen Liren was so miserable, Jia Yapeng did not push this disgusting guy away.
When Jia Yapeng arrived in Shanghai, it was already the third day of the stock market's decline. On the second day, the market value shrank by half. Chen Liren's 18 million yuan was only left with 9 million yuan.
If Chen Liren had lost the money that he had earned previously, then Chen Liren was really starting to lose his own money now.
"Have you sold all the shares?" Jia Yapeng sighed and asked.
"I've only sold less than half of them. The other half is stuck in there. I can't sell it …" This was what made Chen Liren feel the most despair and fear. In fact, Chen Liren had already given up on his fantasy yesterday morning. He started to sell his shares and was ready to run away. However, no one bought his shares at all. Because after a few minutes, the price he sold his shares at was already higher than the current share price.
Chen Liren had no choice but to grit his teeth and sell them at a price several yuan lower than the share price. Although he sold some shares, in turn, it further suppressed the share price, causing the share price to fall even more.
In the end, no one dared to take over the shares. The stock market began to plummet. No matter how many shares Chen Liren had, he couldn't sell them. Chen Liren's shares were all lost in his hands.
"It's a mess. It's all a mess. The stock exchange was now full of people selling stocks like crazy. There was not a single buyer in the entire exchange. What's even scarier is that you don't know when a living person will fall from the sky! "
"I saw it with my own eyes yesterday, it's the 14th floor! I jumped straight down and smashed into the ground. The entire ground turned red. At that time, I felt it. In a few days, I was the piece of meat on the ground! "As Chen Liren spoke, he lowered his head and sobbed. The image of a child had completely collapsed.
"If you're like this, why would I come to Shanghai?" Jia Yapeng pushed Chen Liren onto the bed and said faintly, "Now tell me, do you want to die or not? If you want to die, then jump down now. There are no anti-theft windows here. I guarantee you a quick death! "
"You are ruthless!" Chen Liren sat up from the bed and looked at Jia Yapeng with resentment.
"Alright, tell me, what's the stock index now? How many points did it drop today? Also, how many stocks do you have left? "Jia Yapeng said quickly.
"The stock index is now at 187 points. It dropped by 75 points. I still have 5.74 million stocks in it!" Chen Liren said quickly and looked at Jia Yapeng with expectation.
"So much?" Jia Yapeng touched his nose, "Then wait a little longer. I'm hungry. You go take a shower first. You bastard, have you not taken a shower for three days? You stink. "
"What shower?" Chen Liren shouted, "I called you here to save my life. Let's go to the stock exchange quickly. I'm still waiting for you to save my life!"
"I said, I'm not the god of stocks. I can't change anything even if I go to the stock exchange. The stocks that should fall will still fall. The stocks that shouldn't be sold will still not be sold!"
"Our most important task now is to restore our energy and wait slowly. There will be a turn for the better!" After Jia Yapeng finished speaking, he ignored Chen Liren and ran to the hotel to get a room. He took a bath leisurely! "
In the next few days, Jia Yapeng was busy in Shanghai. However, he was not busy looking at stocks. Instead, he was working as a supervisor in Dynasty Animation. According to the plan, the Four-wheel Drive Brothers would be broadcast on January 10th. He had to supervise the quality of the animation. There could not be any mistakes. This was his next source of income.
However, the atmosphere in Dynasty was not good. Many capable artists were listless. Jia Yapeng sent someone to ask and found out that these artists were poor people who had bought stocks.
That was because Dynasty was very generous when it came to giving out money. Any capable painter could earn more than 500 yuan a month in Dynasty. They would be able to save a few days' worth of money in just a few months.
It was difficult to spend the extra money. Therefore, these artists all exchanged it for stocks. Originally, they were happily watching the stocks rise on the Internet every day. When they were fantasizing that a few thousand yuan would turn into tens of thousands, disaster came unexpectedly.
A few thousand yuan turned into a few hundred yuan in the blink of an eye. It would be strange if they were in the mood to work. Regarding this, Old Dai was very depressed. As soon as Jia Yapeng returned to the company, he came to discuss with Jia Yapeng how to solve this problem.
Old Dai frowned and sighed, "These people have wives and children at home. They have saved a few months of salary and all of it went down the drain. They can't even sell their stocks. Many of them have already asked for a divorce. Some of them even borrowed money to buy stocks. If this goes on, I'm afraid some of them will take it too hard!"
"Xiao Jia, you have a lot of ideas. Do you have any way to save them?"
"Okay, I have a way!" Jia Yapeng nodded.
"Ai, I know you don't have a way. You don't run a stock exchange …" Old Dai was actually complaining to Jia Yapeng. He didn't think that Jia Yapeng had a way to save those unlucky people, so he followed his own thoughts and said.
He only realized halfway that Jia Yapeng's answer seemed to be wrong!
"Do you really have a way?" Old Dai looked at Jia Yapeng with some doubts.
"It's very simple. Let those guys take out their stocks. The company will buy them for the same amount of money they spent to buy them. Isn't this solved everything? Is there a simpler and more effective way in the world?" Jia Yapeng said with a smile.
"Xiao Jia, do you really think so?? If that's the case, you will have to pay a lot of money! " Old Dai looked at Jia Yapeng in shock and doubt. Could it be that his decades of education were all in vain? Was this capitalist also a Child of Wealth?!
But looking at Jia Yapeng's usual appearance of making money, he didn't seem like such a kind guy!
"Okay, Old Dai. They are just a group of small painters. How many stocks can they sell? The company's account should be quite generous. Let the subordinates calculate and report it. I, as the boss, will pay for them. You have to let them paint for us with peace of mind!" Jia Yapeng said with a smile.
"Okay!" Only then did Elder Dai react and immediately gave the order. In a short while, the entire Dynasty company was completely in an uproar. All kinds of sounds and cries could be heard. In less than an hour, Elder Dai was very successful in calculating the statistics.
It wasn't too much. It was only a little more than a hundred thousand yuan in total. It wasn't even a fraction of Jia Yapeng's Mercedes-Benz, but it was indeed the lifetime savings of dozens of families. It was their lifeblood.
"Let's have a meeting!" Jia Yapeng sighed. "There are some things that I need to make clear to everyone."
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