Mixed in 1980

Chapter 81 Qiu Er: My Home Was Stolen
After carefully reading the creative copy, Wang Peishan confirmed her previous idea.

Chen Fan had predicted it.

Those who can use tricks like this are basically veterans in the business world, but how old is Chen Fan? He is just an eighteen-year-old boy.

This guy should go into business!

These thoughts flashed through Wang Peishan's mind, and she put them behind her. These things had nothing to do with her.

"Teacher Chen, it's still the same process. If everything goes well, I'll send you the reward the day after tomorrow."

"Thank you so much, Sister Wang!"

Chen Fan was not worried about this.

The creative copy used this time is also from a series of advertisements for Hua Xia Jewelry.

The Jewelry Box of Life!
It is also a creative and artistic advertising video.

After seeing Wang Peishan off, Chen Fan had some free time again and took Xu Jinqiu on a tour, including to Ocean Park, Hung Hom Stadium, Man Mo Temple and other places.

Occasionally, when I get tired of playing, I will stop and write manuscripts, mainly for the People's Literature column.

By the time I finish my work here and go back, it will probably be early August. Wang Wei must be getting anxious and angry. Chen Fan can foresee that when they meet again, Wang Wei will inevitably scold him.

When I submitted the manuscript last time, he also said that I could write a few more when I had time so that he could keep them.

It’s time to release the eagle again!
It's not that I haven't been busy during this period. The editorial about "Third Brother" has been submitted, but it won't be published in this issue of the weekly magazine. It will probably take a week to be published.

At that moment, everyone returned to the capital.

Huang Zhengli also came several times and helped Chen Fan revise the script several times. Finally, the story was completely adapted and achieved the effect Chen Fan wanted.

Li Hongying was extremely efficient. She invited several investors for a drink and the filming deal was finalized. She also secured a salary of 10 Hong Kong dollars for Chen Fan.

In this day and age, it is not low.

This is because the editorials written by Chen Fan have accumulated a great reputation in Hong Kong. If it were an ordinary new screenwriter, he could only get 3 to 4 yuan in royalties at most, and might even be owed wages by investors or directors.

The status of screenwriters in Hong Kong is really low!
Xu Jinqiu counted the checks and felt a little dizzy: "10 for the script, 30 for three commercials, and the previous royalties, I earned more than 40 Hong Kong dollars this time?"

Chen Fan smiled and hugged his wife: "How is it, your man is awesome, right?"

Xu Jinqiu spat at him and said, "It was only with Sister Ying's help that I was able to earn this money. You have to remember this favor."

Chen Fan nodded.

Xu Jinqiu is right. Many times, you can’t make money just because you have the ability.

Circles are very important!

Just like those advertising ideas, if it weren’t for Li Hongying, Chen Fan would have no way to monetize them. Even if he went to an advertising company, the best he could get was a salary as a “copywriter”.

I don’t even earn as much as a salesperson.

For example, if Li Hongying had not fought for the script, he would not have been able to get so much money with his status as a new screenwriter, even if he had become famous for writing editorials.

Chen Fan took the check and said, "I'll go to the bank later and cash the check. I'll remit 20 Hong Kong dollars back to buy the yard, and I'll use the remaining 20 for investment."

"You decide!"

"Why don't you ask?" Chen Fan wondered.

"You earn your own money, so you should make your own decisions. I don't know anything about investment. Even if you tell me, I may not understand." Xu Jinqiu frowned.

"Aren't you afraid of losing money?"

Chen Fan originally just wanted to make more money and buy a bigger courtyard house. He didn't have any investment plans, but this time, he made a little more money.

After returning to the mainland, I will not go into business for a short time. The money I bring back is actually not of much use. I will either deposit it in the bank to earn interest or use it to buy a house.

All of it will become “dead money”, so it is better to find a channel to invest it. After you graduate from university, when the environment is suitable for business, you will have more start-up capital.

"If you lose, you lose. You can make money and want to have more attempts. Isn't that good? There is no rule that you must succeed." Xu Jinqiu kissed him on the lips.

"Your mentality is better than mine."

"It's not that I have a good attitude, it's that we have a way out. You can still write books to make money, and when you go to college, I will also have subsidies, and I will also have a job after graduation. You won't find many better conditions than us in the whole city, so if you want to make trouble, it's up to you."

Chen Fan hugged the girl tightly, he really made the right choice in choosing this wife.

"Then pack your things. Sister Ying and I are going to go out for a while. We'll be back tomorrow."

Li Hongying enjoyed VIP treatment in many banks. When she took us to Bank of East Asia, we were greeted by an account manager and provided with a VIP reception room. The account manager's surname was Yu, Yu Jing!
He looked to be about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, wearing a neat and clean business suit.

According to Chen Fan's request, a pile of documents were given to Chen Fan to sign. 20 Hong Kong dollars were transferred to the mainland, and the remaining 20 were deposited into the account here.

"Mr. Chen, do you need any other services? Our bank also engages in a variety of financial businesses such as securities, trusts, loans, and investments."

Yu Jing was packing up documents and asked casually, purely out of professional habit.

As a key account manager, she serves big clients. Clients like this one, worth only a few hundred thousand, are not eligible to enter the VIP meeting room unless they are accompanied by Li Hongying.

“Can you buy futures here?”

"Of course, our bank has cooperation with major exchanges and can directly provide you with futures trading. What futures do you plan to buy?"

“Gold futures!”

Chen Fan had played with futures in his previous life and lost a lot of money in it. It was precisely because he lost so much money that he spent more time studying it and wrote down a lot of useful information.

"No problem, do you need a lever?"

“How many times leverage can be used?”

Archimedes once said, give me a lever, and I can move the earth. The fun of futures also lies in the use of leverage.

Many people think that if you give me enough leverage, I can become rich overnight.

But this is also the most unethical part of futures trading. Once leverage is used, it is equivalent to doing things beyond your ability, and you become a speculator.

Either the returns are magnified several times or dozens of times, or the risks are magnified several times or dozens of times. If the market fluctuates slightly, you will lose everything.

"The normal leverage is 5x or 10x. If you have higher demands, our bank can even provide you with 50x leverage. However, such funds will not enter the futures trading market, which is equivalent to betting against our bank."

Upon hearing this, Chen Fan curled his lips.

Even if you dare to give me a leverage of 50 times, I wouldn’t dare to use it. If the market fluctuates by two points, your position will be liquidated directly, and then the bank will take all the money away, leaving you with nothing.

Chen Fan finally chose a 10x leverage for short-term operations. He entered the market to go long now, sold the long positions on September 9, and then switched to short positions.

On the bank side, there will be traders following up.

But this operation was so difficult that not only Yu Jing but even Li Hongying couldn’t understand it.

Everyone can understand being long. In early 1980, gold crashed and is now in a recovery phase, with prices continuing to rise.

Go short?
You even gave a time limit. Are you so sure that gold will fall by mid-September?
Is there any basis for this judgment?

Chen Fan smiled and didn't explain. He said he had played with futures in his previous life and read some information about it, that was all.

Gold experienced a collapse at the beginning of the year and seemed to be recovering, but it was just an illusion. By September this year, it will usher in a new round of collapse and begin a 20-year price drop.

Yu Jing brought over another stack of documents. After Chen Fan signed his name, he would no longer be concerned with these matters unless there were major changes in the course of history.

After dealing with these matters, Chen Fan had finished all his work in Hong Kong.

After staying for another night, the two of them were ready to go home.

There are just a lot of things!

Two large suitcases and two large packages cost a lot for shipping alone. The journey from getting off the plane to leaving the airport almost exhausted Chen Fan.

When they took a taxi back to Maoer Hutong, it was already a little after four o'clock. As soon as they got off the car, they ran into Zhao Yuanyuan who had just got off work.

Chen Fan was still thinking about how to hire more people to carry the luggage.

When Zhao Yuanyuan saw Xu Jinqiu, the two sisters hugged each other happily, turned around and walked inside, leaving Chen Fan with two boxes and two packages.

"Mom, Qiu'er is back."

As soon as they arrived at the middle courtyard, Zhao Yuanyuan called out, which stunned Xu Jinqiu: "Wait a minute, Yuanyuan, what's your name?"

"Call me mom!"

"Whose mom?"

Xu Jinqiu scratched his head. Isn’t this right?

I let Chen Fan go to sleep, and he hasn't even started calling me mom yet, but you started calling me mom first?

So my house was robbed when I went to Hong Kong?

PS: Thanks to the book friend with the last number “……56695” for the reward and support! Thanks to all the friends for their support!
(End of this chapter)