Qi Tongwei at the start: Not relying on Liang Lu, but winning by a single move against Heaven.

Abao led Qi Tongwei to a small restaurant with a nice name: Night Tokyo.

As soon as they pushed open the door and went inside, before they even sat down, Abao started yelling at the kitchen.

"Lingzi! The usual. Two more jugs of strong liquor, please!"

"I know. Ah Bao, you brought your friends here to play again?"

A pleasant woman's voice rang out from the kitchen, her voice tinged with laughter.

Qi Tongwei and A Bao sat down facing each other, and Qi Tongwei offered A Bao a cigarette.

"What's the solution? Tell me."

Abao took the cigarette and raised an eyebrow at Qi Tongwei.

"Don't rush, let's eat and chat..."

The food and drinks were served quickly.

A dish of pickled edamame, a dish of braised gluten with four kinds of delicacies, a plate of braised eel with sizzling oil—all local Shanghai dishes.

As A Bao poured wine for Qi Tongwei, he slowly began to speak.

How much of Yu Garden are you planning to eat?

Qi Tongwei didn't answer, but looked at the hand that was pouring the wine and asked a question instead.

"What exactly is your plan?"

Ah Bao put down the bottle, clinked glasses with him, and spoke with a smile.

"There's definitely a way. I just don't know if you can stomach it..."

His voice was soft, and full of a tentative tone.

After saying that, he tilted his head back and downed the wine in his glass.

Qi Tongwei frowned slightly, touched his lips to the cup, but didn't drink.

He pondered for a moment, then opened his palm and waved it in front of Abao.

Abao looked at Qi Tongwei's actions and suddenly laughed, a very happy laugh.

"Good! That's bold!"

After saying that, he drank the wine in his glass again.

He put down his wine glass, lowered his voice, and became more serious.

"Tomorrow morning at nine o'clock, the penthouse suite at the Peace Hotel."

"I'll introduce you to someone... then you'll see how I do it."

Qi Tongwei frowned slightly, wanting to ask further questions.

Ah Bao smiled and shook his head.

"Don't ask... Trust me, let's talk tomorrow. If you don't believe me, that's fine too..."

Upon hearing this, Qi Tongwei did not press the matter further.

By the time the meal was finished, it was already late at night.

Qi Tongwei didn't let A Bao take him; he found a guesthouse nearby by himself.

Lying on the bed in the guesthouse, Qi Tongwei stared blankly at the ceiling.

He was trying to figure out Ah Bao's identity, wondering if there would be any risks involved in meeting him tomorrow...

Ah Bao is definitely not just a scalper.

Scalpers can't afford custom-made suits, and they certainly won't be called "Boss Bao"...

After pondering for a long time, Qi Tongwei laughed, a laugh tinged with sarcasm.

He thought to himself, "Qi Tongwei, why are you getting more and more cautious as you get older?"

Are you still that anti-drug hero who was shot three times?

Having thought this through, Qi Tongwei no longer hesitated.

They dared to break into a drug den, so why would they be scared by a Peace Hotel?

He absolutely has to go to that date tomorrow!

......

At nine o'clock the next day, Qi Tongwei appeared on time at the door of the top-floor suite of the Peace Hotel.

Standing at the door, Qi Tongwei took a deep breath and raised his hand to knock.

The door opened, and Abao appeared in the doorway with a smile on his face.

"I knew you'd come... Please come in."

Upon entering the suite, Qi Tongwei followed A Bao's directions to the living room.

He finally met the person Ah Bao had been talking about, Uncle!

The old man wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, his eyes gleaming with a sharp light.

Dressed in a gray-black cadre uniform, he exuded a powerful aura and had more style than A Bao.

When he saw Qi Tongwei arrive, he pointed to the sofa, his voice a little hoarse.

"Sit down... Ah Bao, pour tea for the guests..."

Qi Tongwei didn't stand on ceremony and sat down on the sofa opposite him.

He nodded to his uncle as a greeting.

Seeing Qi Tongwei sit down, Uncle slowly began to speak.

"You want to buy up 500 shares of Yuyuan Mall?"

Qi Tongwei nodded and answered softly.

"More would be fine too."

His voice was soft and his tone was flat, making it impossible to discern his true feelings.

Abao placed the teacup in front of Qi Tongwei and spoke with a smile.

"Uncle, I didn't lie to you, did I..."

The uncle nodded, picked up a pen, and wrote down a string of numbers in his notebook.

After finishing writing, he tore off the page and handed it to Qi Tongwei.

"At this price, I'll give you 500 shares... so you can hitch a ride..."

Qi Tongwei didn't say anything, but took the note.

The note only had one number written on it: 400.

Qi Tongwei glanced at it once, and his heart tightened involuntarily.

400 yuan? That's a 25% premium!

Qi Tongwei instantly realized that he had encountered a fleet, and the other party wanted him to carry their sedan chair.

The stock market in the 90s was still in its infancy, with black markets and overseas exchanges...

It is not uncommon for large investors to form a fleet, collude to manipulate stock prices, and engage in speculative trading.

The situation did not improve until 93 when the government strengthened its supervision.

Uncle and Abao are clearly setting a trap.

After a long silence, Qi Tongwei slowly tore the note into pieces and began to speak.

"When are you getting off?"

Ah Bao looked at his uncle, who nodded to him.

Abao smiled and nodded to Qi Tongwei.

"You seem to know your stuff..."

He paused slightly, opened his palm, and waved it at Qi Tongwei.

It was exactly the same action Qi Tongwei took yesterday.

Five hundred yuan! Get on board at four hundred yuan, get off at five hundred yuan... 500 shares, net profit of fifty thousand yuan.

Qi Tongwei couldn't help but chuckle to himself.

Trying to get someone to carry them in a sedan chair for just 50,000 yuan? This father and son are really good at scheming.

I wonder what they would think if they knew that the price of Yuyuan Mall could rise to 10,000.

Qi Tongwei thought to himself, but his face remained expressionless.

He pondered for a moment and looked at the two people in front of him.

How can I trust you?

He knew that the price of Yu Garden would definitely rise, but he couldn't agree too readily, for fear that the other party would become suspicious.

The old man didn't answer.

He smiled and waved to Qi Tongwei, his tone indifferent.

"Believe it or not... If you agree, it's a deal; if you don't, forget it..."

"Whether you get on the train or not, Yu Garden will still be at its destination. If you get on, the price will just rise a little faster..."

Qi Tongwei glanced at his uncle and knew that the other party was seeing the guest off.

He didn't say anything more, got up, said goodbye, and left.

After leaving the Peace Hotel, Qi Tongwei walked along the Bund for a long time.

The wind was strong, and it stung my face.

He carefully analyzed the motives of Uncle and Abao.

Are the two of them simply trying to ship the goods?

Or do they want to maintain long-term control over Yuyuan Mall?

After pondering for a long time, he couldn't help but slowly shake his head.

Why think so much?

Anyway, the price of Yuyuan Mall will rise to 10,000 yuan.

According to his plan, his site wasn't worth 500 yuan, but 10,000 yuan in 1992!

With that thought in mind, Qi Tongwei stopped worrying.

He found a coffee shop, sat down, and deliberately dawdled until 3 p.m. before arriving at the Wanguo branch.

As soon as I arrived at the entrance of the Wanguo sales office, Abao came to greet me.

The two shook hands but neither spoke.

Abao directly parted the crowd and led Qi Tongwei to the front of the line.

The service center remained extremely busy.

Ah Bao walked straight to the transfer counter.

He pulled a stock certificate from his pocket and slapped it on the counter.

"transfer!"

After saying that, he reached out his hand to Qi Tongwei.

Give me your ID card.

Qi Tongwei was taken aback and frowned slightly.

"Transfer ownership first?"

Abao nodded, his eyes calm.

"Complete the property transfer first, then go to the bank, and then you can transfer the money to me."

Qi Tongwei nodded and said nothing more.

He took out his ID card and handed it over.

But I knew perfectly well what was going on in my heart.

If Abao dares to transfer the stocks to him first, he has the ability to make him unable to leave Shanghai.

Shanghai is A Bao's territory, so he has the confidence to do so.

With the completion of the transfer procedures between the two.

In Shanghai's black market, Yuyuan Mall also had a new price: four hundred yuan per share.

After completing the transfer of ownership, Qi Tongwei went to the bank with A Bao to transfer the money.

Two hundred thousand yuan in cash was transferred from Qi Tongwei's bankbook to the account designated by A Bao.

After the transfer was completed, the two walked out of the business hall together.

Abao extended his hand to Qi Tongwei and smiled nonchalantly.

"It's a pleasure working with you!"

Qi Tongwei smiled and shook hands with him.

"I remember, you owe me thirty yuan."

Abao was taken aback at first, then his smile widened.