My Realistic Simulation Game

Chapter 99 Stock Recommendations
The next morning, just as Magan was about to go out to buy tickets, there was a knock on the door of his hotel room.

The door opened, and there stood Fang Minghai's beautiful female secretary.

I've seen this guy before, I think his name is Lin Shishan. He was with Fang Minghai when we picked him up at the airport.

"Is Mr. Qin up yet?" Lin Shishan stood at the door with a smile, carrying an exquisite dim sum box.

"Our boss would like to invite Mr. Qin over to discuss the expansion of the 'Jeanswest' brand in the mainland market."

He said that brand building is not something that can be accomplished overnight, but he has confidence in Mr. Qin!

"I believe that Mr. Qin will not only succeed overseas, but will also bring that success back to China!"

"So our boss wants to prepare in advance in China, such as building distribution channels and warming up the market..."

Before she could finish speaking, she saw Qin Yuan and Markov also come out of the room.

They stayed in a suite with several rooms.

"Good morning, Mr. Qin," Lin Shishan said, her eyes lighting up. "I hope I haven't disturbed your rest? Our boss would like to."

"Secretary Lin," Qin Yuan interrupted her, "I'm sorry, please tell Boss Fang that we are about to go to Shenzhen. We can talk about it when we get back."

"Shenzhen?" Secretary Lin's face showed a hint of surprise, but he quickly smiled and said, "Is Mr. Qin also going to the Shenzhen Stock Exchange?"

"Really?" Qin Yuan stopped and looked at her.

Lin Shishan smiled and said, "Our boss was supposed to go to Shenzhen a couple of days ago, but because of Mr. Qin's visit, it has been delayed until now."

"If Mr. Qin is going to Shenzhen, why don't you come back to the company with me first and meet with our boss?"

Qin Yuan looked at her, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded.

Qin Yuan was not at all surprised that Fang Minghai knew this news.

The Yangcheng Evening News even published it. How could a well-informed and financially powerful Hong Kong businessman like Fang Minghai not know about this new hot spot for wealth that is right next door?
After having breakfast, the group went to Fang Minghai's office.

Fang Minghai had obviously learned Qin Yuan's next destination from Lin Shishan.

"I didn't expect Mr. Qin to also be going to Shenzhen to speculate in stocks and make a fortune. Then we're on the same path."

Qin Yuan remained calm and asked in return, "What, is Boss Fang also interested in this emerging stock market?"

"Hahaha!" Fang Minghai laughed loudly, as if his itch had been touched, looking quite smug. "To be honest, brother, stock trading? That's my old profession!"

“I started going to horse races with adults when I was eleven, started studying horse racing at thirteen, opened a Hong Kong stock account with my maid’s ID at sixteen, and earned my first 100,000 through the stock market when I was eighteen!”

He held up four fingers and shook them, then laughed and said, "I'm forty-one years old this year, which means I've been investing in stocks for twenty-five years!"

"Right now, the majority of my funds are still invested in the stock market!"

For him, antiques are a hobby, clothing is his business, but the stock market is his true passion!

At this moment, Fang Minghai had lost some of the composure of a refined businessman and gained more of a chivalrous spirit and an obsession with the game of capital.

But that's not surprising, since people on Hong Kong Island who don't invest in stocks are actually a minority.

Qin Yuan quickly calculated in his mind that Fang Minghai started trading stocks at the age of 16, which must have been in 1975.

Before he transmigrated, he read a lot of novels about being reborn in Hong Kong.

The 1970s and 1980s were the years when time travelers would land!

In 1973, the five real estate giants fell from grace due to stock fraud. In 1974, the global oil crisis caused a global stock market crash, and the Hang Seng Index plummeted from its high.

But 1975 was a turning point.

As the global economy gradually recovers, Hong Kong's economy begins to prosper, and the stock market gradually recovers.

This marked the beginning of Hong Kong Island's golden age.

The Kowloon Wharf battle began in 1978 with Li Ka-shing and ended in June 1980 with Pau Yuk-kong.

It became the largest takeover battle in Hong Kong Island's history, and also caused the stock market to break through 1000 points again that month.

The following year, the Hang Seng Index broke its eight-year-old record with 1810.20 points.

That year, the stock market turnover exceeded HK$1000 billion for the first time.

Fang Minghai was able to enter the market and make money in 1975 not only because of his family background, but also because of his excellent foresight and luck.

"So Mr. Fang is a veteran in the stock market. My apologies for not recognizing him sooner," Qin Yuan said with a smile.

"Not at all, just a little hobby." Fang Minghai waved his hand, as if he had found a kindred spirit, and said enthusiastically, "Since Mr. Qin is going to Shenzhen, why bother buying a train ticket?"

"It takes one or two hours to get there by train, and the train is packed with people and smells terrible!"

"Come ride in my Crown! I'll have my driver take you there quickly and comfortably!"

He extended a warm invitation, and Qin Yuan hesitated for a moment before nodding in agreement: "Then I'll have to trouble you, Mr. Fang."

Having Fang Minghai, a local bigwig, as a colleague certainly saved a lot of trouble.

Soon, the two cars drove out of the factory area. Qin Yuan and Fang Minghai sat in the back seat of the Crown, while Markov sat in the passenger seat, cautiously observing the road conditions.

Ma Gan'er and one of Fang Minghai's bodyguards got into a Santana that was following behind.

The car drove smoothly toward the special economic zone.

Fang Minghai pointed to the special black license plate affixed to the corner of the Crown's windshield and laughed, "Mr. Qin, see this? This is a 'black plate,' a privileged vehicle that only Hong Kong businessmen who invest more than US$500 million can apply for."

"Entry into the Special Economic Zone is now free of inspection and unimpeded!"

Qin Yuan nodded; he did know that.

In 1990, entering the Shenzhen Special Economic Zone required a special "Border Management Area Pass," and the management was very strict.

Newspapers frequently report on people being caught illegally crossing borders, and even on people spending half a year's salary to buy fake documents; such incidents are commonplace.

These "black plate" cars are undoubtedly a symbol of status and a convenient pass for travel.

With Fang Minghai around, they didn't need to worry about the documents at all.

The car sped along and soon approached the special economic zone checkpoint.

Sure enough, upon seeing Fang Minghai's Crown license plate, the armed police on duty simply glanced inside the car before waving him away without him even getting out.

The Santana followed closely behind and also passed smoothly.

Upon entering the special economic zone, the roads became noticeably wider and cleaner, with numerous high-rise buildings and factories under construction along the way, creating a bustling construction scene.

“Mr. Qin,” Fang Minghai turned his head, a questioning smile on his face, “how big of a spree are you planning to go to Shenzhen this time?”

He was referring to funds invested in the stock market.

Qin Yuan said calmly, "A few million, to test the waters."

"Pfft..." The driver couldn't help but let out a soft gasp.

A few million?

He spoke as if it were just a few hundred yuan!

He glanced quickly through the rearview mirror at the calm-looking young man in the back seat, and secretly clicked his tongue in amazement.

After exchanging the rubles Qin Yuan brought back from the Soviet Union and deducting various expenses and payments to Fang Minghai, there were still more than three million RMB in funds deposited in domestic banks under the name of the Far East Trade Import and Export Company.

This is even after taxes have been deducted; otherwise, Qin Yuan would have at least four million in his hands.

However, this amount of money is enough for him to have some fun on the Shenzhen Stock Exchange.

Fang Minghai didn't react much to the figure of "a few million," since he himself deals with large sums of money.

He was more interested in Qin Yuan's target: "Mr. Qin, do you have any stocks you like? Would you like me to recommend a few? I've been studying these 'old five stocks' for quite a while."

Qin Yuan smiled and asked in return, "Oh? Which ones does Mr. Fang favor?"

Fang Minghai stated bluntly: "I have the highest hopes for Vanke, the real estate company!"

"With the construction of the special economic zone in full swing, there is great potential in the real estate market, and I plan to invest heavily in it!"

His tone was full of confidence.

Qin Yuan nodded: "Vanke is indeed good. But I'm a conservative person and prefer to buy more stable stocks, like bank stocks."

"Bank stocks?" Fang Minghai was taken aback. "Shenzhen Development Bank? Mr. Qin, if I may be frank, it's a local bank. Its size is too small, its deposits are limited, and its business is restricted by region. There's not much room for growth."

In his view, Shenzhen Development Bank is far less promising than Vanke.

Qin Yuan simply smiled faintly: "It's just a personal preference."

He didn't explain much.

Seeing that Qin Yuan's attitude was clear, Fang Minghai did not insist on making a recommendation.

Anyone who trades stocks knows that recommending stocks is a major taboo.

Even among relatives and friends, you should only recommend stocks in passing. If you make money, others may not appreciate it, and if you lose money, you may get into trouble.

So he turned to talk about the customs and culture of the Soviet Union, his experiences in Yenching, and business opportunities in Hong Kong and Guangdong.

The conversation inside the car was relaxed and wide-ranging. Fang Minghai was witty and knowledgeable, while Qin Yuan, with his experience from two lifetimes, responded appropriately.

time flies.

Not long after, the car entered the urban area of ​​Shenzhen.

The streets are newer and more orderly than those in Guangzhou, exuding the vibrant energy unique to the special economic zone.

Fang Minghai pointed to a place ahead where there was a large crowd and an exceptionally lively atmosphere: "Mr. Qin, look, that's the Shenzhen Stock Exchange!"

"Here we are!"

(There will be more at 10 PM)
　(PS: I changed Pengcheng and Shenzhen to Shencheng because it was difficult to change the name of Shenzhen Development Bank to Pengcheng.)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)