The Richest Man Yang Fei

"Yanzhong stock has been suspended!"

"My God! I just bought five thousand shares. What shall I do?"

"What are you afraid of? Immortal Yang didn't even throw it away!"

Yes, just the day before the National Day, Yanzhong stock was suspended!

The word suspension of trading is undoubtedly a nightmare for those who know little about the stock market, thinking that the stocks they hold have become waste paper.

Suspension of trading is also known as "stopping the listing of securities".

In fact, the stock exchange conducts regular or irregular review or review of the securities listed on the exchange.

If it is found that a listed security is not suitable for continued listing, the exchange may issue a "Notice of Cessation of Listing of Securities" to suspend its listing.

There is generally a specified time for the suspension of securities listing.

After the reason for the suspension of the suspended securities is eliminated, the exchange will issue a "Notice of Resumption of Listing" to resume its listing.

Although Yang Fei didn't know if this happened in his previous life, he was not anxious at all.

Because, naturally, there are people who are more anxious than him!

The real behind-the-scenes person, the funder with the most shares, should be the most anxious!

If Yanzhong can't resume trading, then their acquisition plan will only come to naught.

However, until the market closed, no relevant news was heard.

Shareholders can't calm down, just like the eight immortals crossing the sea, each using their magical powers to find out the truth.

Da Jinya and the others became a mess.

In the big family room, there are mourners everywhere.

They all followed Yang Fei to more or less bought Yanzhong stock!

Yang Fei didn't explain. No matter how many questions they asked, they could only reply indifferently: "We'll talk about it after the festival."

Stock trading is a personal behavior, who can you blame? How dare you go find someone to trouble you? Do you earn dividends for others?

Chen Chun was so anxious that he rubbed the corners of his clothes with his hands, saying that he had sensed danger a long time ago, and blamed himself for not persuading Yang Fei.

Only Yang Fei, as if nothing happened, confessed a few words to the anxious Chen Chun, and took the afternoon flight back to the southern province.

This year, the Mid-Autumn Festival and the National Day are together, and the double festivals are celebrated together.

Yang Fei came out of the room in the Royal Garden and knocked on the door of Jiang Ziqiang's house opposite.

Jiang Xiaojia was wearing a white one-piece suit and white pantyhose, her hair was coiled on top of her head, covered with a hairnet, revealing her white neck, her little face wet with sweat, flushed like a ripe apple, under the white socks, The chopstick legs are more slender.

"Xiaojia, are you practicing ballet?" Yang Fei smiled slightly, "Are your parents at home?"

"Well, here! Brother Yang Fei, come in." Jiang Xiaojia shouted happily, "Dad, Mom, it's Brother Yang Fei."

Jiang Ziqiang and Wan Aimin came out and said with a smile: "Yang Fei is here, please sit down."

Yang Fei put the mooncakes on the coffee table and said, "I won't sit down anymore, I have to go home to eat. I wish Brother Jiang and Sister Wan a happy Mid-Autumn Festival!"

Jiang Xiaojia raised his head: "Brother Yang Fei, I wish you a happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

Yang Fei said gently: "Yes, and our little princess Xiaojia, happy Mid-Autumn Festival!"

After Yang Fei left, Jiang Ziqiang unpacked the mooncakes.

"Ziqiang, what are you in such a hurry for?" Wan Aimin smiled, "It's not like there are no mooncakes at home."

"What do you know?" Jiang Ziqiang unwrapped the exquisite packing box and said in confusion, "It's really a moon cake!"

"Puchi! Fresh! It's not moon cakes, but gold cakes?" Wan Aimin couldn't help laughing, "This moon cake is so precious, it's Shang Hai's famous old moon cake, and I only saw it once at the house of Vice President Liu of the Provincial Bank. Come, Xiaojia, eat one."

Jiang Ziqiang also laughed to himself: "I thought he would fill it with banknotes!"

"Where do you want to go? What is he begging you for? He gave you a gift?"

"Don't be so dead, didn't you say that you loaned him 10 million yuan? Isn't this asking you to do something?"

"What do you mean asking me to do something? He didn't even know that I was the vice president of that bank.

Before I knew him, he had already opened an account there to save money. Even if he doesn't come to me and applies for a loan according to the normal procedure, 10 million can still be approved. This month, his turnover in my business is tens of millions. "

"So much money? Is it all his?" Jiang Ziqiang just unpacked the mooncake and was about to put it in his mouth to give it away, but he was stunned.

"It's not his? It's under his name. He's in our business, and he's a well-known God of Wealth. He saves 800,000 to 900,000 every day!"

"How old is he? He just graduated from a technical secondary school, and he is not yet twenty years old, right? He has earned tens of millions? This, this person is better than others, so he has to throw it away!" Jiang Ziqiang took a bite of the mooncake, chewed it a few times, um Noisy, "Delicious!"

"That's why I said, don't always look at people with colored glasses! Don't think that you have been a criminal policeman for a few days, and you think there is something wrong with people when you see them!" Wan Aimin shook his head, "To be honest, you don't need him to curry favor I, I have to curry favor with him! If he is such a great God of Wealth, if he leaves, it will be a great loss to me."

Jiang Ziqiang smiled and said, "That's easy. When he comes back at night, you can also take two boxes of mooncakes and send them to him. Reciprocity!"

Yang Fei wanted to take a few days off to rest, but Tie Lianping and others refused, saying that the Mid-Autumn Festival was every year, and there were few opportunities to make money, so at worst, he would go back to have a reunion dinner at night.

Not to mention the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday, even the National Day holiday, they don't want to take it.

Tie Lianping said on behalf of the villagers that we are no different than city workers. We stay at home all year round, except for busy farming seasons! So, what kind of holiday is this, it doesn't apply to us!

The people in the village are short of money!

Who is willing to let go of the opportunity to make money?

Yang Fei was deeply moved and knew their difficulties in making money, so he decided that the Mid-Autumn Festival and the National Day would be three days off, a total of four days, all of which would be paid at three times the overtime wages. It should be the benefit of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

After hearing this, the villagers were very enthusiastic. Calculated in this way, the salary plus overtime pay, and various welfare subsidies, after a month, they can get thousands of yuan!

A real salary of about 1,000 yuan!

In the countryside in 1993, this was something that I dare not even think about!

There is nothing like a lot of money that can make people consciously and desperately try to sell products for you!

Yang Fei came home, and as soon as he entered the door, he shouted happily: "Grandpa! I still want to drive to pick you up!"

Both of Yang Mingyi's eyebrows are gray, coupled with his thin body and full of energy, he looks like a fairy. He pointed at Yang Fei and said with a smile, "I have so many grandchildren, but Xiao Fei is the most filial to me."

In his generation, there are many more children. Yang Mingyi gave birth to three sons and two daughters, and they each branched out. When they get together during the Chinese New Year, they have a big family.

Yang Liyuan was the second child at home, and he had an older sister who was married in another province and was too far away from home, so it was difficult to return home.

There are two younger brothers and a younger sister under him, all of whom have their own families and businesses, some live in the county town, and some live in the provincial capital.

Hearing his father praise Yang Fei, Yang Liyuan also felt that his face was bright, so he smiled and said nothing.

What pleased the Yang family the most was Xiao Yujuan's arrival.

Xiao Yujuan ran to Yang's house when she had nothing to do, and regarded it as her own home.

The Yang family is very satisfied with this beautiful, sensible and diligent daughter-in-law-to-be.

"Yang Fei is back, let's eat some fruit first. Here are your favorite dates." Xiao Yujuan is an only child, and she really treats Yang Fei like a younger brother.

"Hi sister-in-law." Yang Fei smiled and took out a box for her, "This is a Mid-Autumn Festival gift for you."

Xiao Yujuan is a city resident, and she often goes to shopping malls. She recognized the brand on the box and said with a smile, "This is a famous Swiss watch. Thank you, Yang Fei!"

Yang Jun glared at his younger brother: "This is my girlfriend, you gave such an expensive gift, where should I put my face? I can't afford it!"