Chapter Thirty-Seven: Strategic Planning

  This round, Leng Bing Xue won nearly 250,000, adding to his previous winnings, today's total gains exceeded 300,000. For Leng Bing Xue, this was already enough for his first pot of gold, and going further would make him worry about causing trouble, after all, gambling is not a legitimate way to make money, although it's said that those who gamble willingly will accept their losses, but the tall tree in the forest will be blown down by the wind, and it's inevitable that some kind of disaster will occur.

  He then pulled Zhu Jianjun to exchange the chips for cash, deducting a 5% handling fee, and took out more than 290,000 yuan in cash before leaving the casino.

  Carrying a big bag full of money, Zhu Jianjun seemed to still not dare believe this fact. To know that the 290,000 yuan from eight years ago was worth and had purchasing power far exceeding the 5 million yuan of later generations. Zhu Jianjun was dreaming, and hadn't thought that one day he would hold so much money, even if it wasn't his own.

  He clutched the bag containing 290,000 in cash with both hands, feeling his hands trembling involuntarily. His legs were walking in a deep and shallow rhythm, and his eyes were also nervously looking around, as if he was worried that someone would suddenly rush out from the side of the road and snatch the money from his hand.

  Looking at him with a cold face, feeling somewhat amused, shook his head and said to him: "Don't be so nervous, if you're not like this, others won't know there's money inside. The more you're like this, the more attention you'll attract."

  Zhu Jianjun smiled wryly, seemingly also feeling that Leng Binghan's words were reasonable, and relaxed a bit, but still looked very tense, as if even the muscles on his body were stiff.

  Leng Bing Han could only give up, he knew that it was impossible for Zhu Jianjun to be completely relaxed, and if he were in his previous life, carrying so much cash on the road would be even more unbearable than him.

  They found a quiet restaurant and saw the full table of dishes, only then did they feel hungry. From breakfast in the morning to now, seven or eight hours had passed, the tense excitement in the casino didn't make them feel it, but now that they relaxed, they suddenly felt their stomachs growling.

  While eating with big mouthfuls, Zhu Jianjun couldn't help but feel excited and thrilled, his cold eyes gleaming with admiration. He couldn't contain his joy and excitement, muttering in a low voice: "It's done, it's done, Han Shao, you're too awesome, simply the god of gambling! In less than half a day, 200 became almost 300,000, it's incredible! We don't need to do anything else, just do this. Let's come again tomorrow and win some more."

  He ate while watching him with a radiant expression, and smiled: "This kind of sideline is enough to make once, if not for the lack of start-up capital, I wouldn't want to do this either. Today it seems easy, but in fact it's extremely dangerous, full of crises lurking everywhere. You can't have such thoughts, nor can you come up with such ideas again, or you'll get into trouble. There are many ways to make money, why use this method?"

  Zhu Jianjun rubbed his head, heh-heh smiled and said: "How could that be? Han Shao says what I do, Han Shao lets me do it, I'll do it even if I risk my life. What Han Shao doesn't let me touch, no matter how much money, I won't touch."

  Leng Bing Han took the money bag, first taking out more than 1,000 yuan in small change and putting it into his own pocket. He then took out 10,000 yuan and threw it to Zhu Jianjun, saying: "This 10,000 is your pay for today."

  "What? My reward?" Zhu Jianjun stared at the thick stack of money in his hand, seemingly stunned for a moment before reacting, hastily waving his hands to decline. His voice trembled slightly as he said, "No, no, Han Shao, I didn't do anything, winning the money was all your credit, how could I take this...this...one hundred thousand yuan?" As he spoke, he glanced at the money in his hand again and quickly put it on the table, his expression as if the one hundred thousand yuan was burning his hands.

  "Don't be polite." Cold, icy and hungry, he was truly starving now, and it was also the time for growth. While eating, he muttered vaguely: "This ten thousand is what you should get. For those who work with me, I won't treat them unfairly..."

  He seemed to want to say something else, but he raised his hand to stop him, swallowed the food in his mouth and continued: "Didn't I tell you this morning? After today, it's not a problem if you want to buy any clothes. Ten thousand yuan is not a lot of money, this is just the beginning. In the future, there will be more tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions, and even tens of millions waiting for you to take them. If you don't take them, how can I let you continue to help me do things?

  "But—"

  "Don't pretend anymore, if you want to be with me then take it, otherwise I'll think you're not satisfied."

  "Thank you, thank you, Cold Ice. I'm really grateful." Hearing this, Zhu Jianjun was so moved that his eyes welled up with tears, and he finally accepted the money. Looking at the 10,000 yuan, a thought suddenly arose in his mind: If only he had had this much money back then, perhaps his mother's illness could have been cured, and she wouldn't have left like that. He really regretted not getting to know Cold Ice sooner.

  As he thought about it, his mind was flooded with all sorts of feelings, mixed together, and he couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was. At the time, he accepted Leng Bing Han's offer with a "try or die" attitude, not expecting that Leng Bing Han would be able to give him 10,000 yuan so quickly, which was something he wouldn't have dared to dream of before. Earning 10,000 yuan in one day, where could you find such a good thing? This miracle couldn't be created by anyone else except Leng Bing Han.

  "Hurry up and eat, the food will get cold soon. I still have some tasks for you to do. Let's be gentlemen first and villains later, let's establish the rules first, and in the future, as long as it's money that you help me earn, I'll give you a 5% commission."

  Leng Bing Han continued eating, and casually tossed the money bag to Zhu Jian Jun, saying: "There's still 280,000 yuan in here. You take care of it, and help me make a trip to Shanghai. They just established China's first securities trading center there. Go help me buy 270,000 yuan worth of stocks, any kind will do. And keep 10,000 as your travel expenses for this period. This matter will probably take some time, so find a place to stay in Shanghai and then call my school to give them your contact number, so I can inform you of the next steps in a timely manner."

  Zhu Jianjun held the money bag, his eyes wide with a mixture of surprise and suspicion as he asked Cold Ice: "Hàn Shǎo, you're giving me all this money, aren't you afraid I'll take it and run?"

  He picked up the bowl, took a big sip of the soup, and then carefully wiped his mouth with a tissue before saying: "If you suspect someone, don't use them; if you use someone, don't suspect them. Besides, it's just 2.8 million. If you take it and run away, it will only prove that I'm not good at judging people, and you'll miss the opportunity to earn even more than 2.8 million."

  "I will definitely not betray Mr. Han's trust." Zhu Jianjun said resolutely, with a firm expression on his face that made people feel his unshakeable determination and conviction.

  Leng Bing Han displayed his talent and charm, he felt that this person had ability, following him would have a future; Leng Bing Han was generous and magnanimous, he felt that this person was worth following, wouldn't let himself down. And at this time, Leng Bing Han's complete trust in him made him suddenly have a sense of "a warrior dies for the one who knows him". At this moment, he completely devoted himself to Leng Bing Han, no longer having any hesitation or unease in his heart. Even his way of addressing Leng Bing Han changed from "you" to "You".

  Leng Bing Han seemed to have also noticed this detail, sensing his psychological change. He looked at him deeply, as if he had seen into the depths of his soul. After a moment's hesitation, he still said nothing. But Zhu Jian Jun could sense many things from that one glance, perhaps joy, trust, praise, encouragement, and maybe many more.

  At this moment, even if the cold ice let him die, he believed that he would go without hesitation and regret!

  After finishing dinner, Leng Bingxue accompanied Zhu Jianjun to buy a few clothes. Although the clothes of this period were very rustic in Leng Bingxue's eyes, with his forward-looking vision, he helped Zhu Jianjun plan and strategize, matching and selecting colors. After changing into new clothes, Zhu Jianjun looked refreshed and revitalized, almost unrecognizable to himself as he gazed at his reflection in the mirror. If not for a hint of shyness and lack of confidence, he would have been the epitome of a successful city man. It's likely that people back in Licheng would be shocked by his new appearance.

  Originally, Leng Bing Han wanted Zhu Jian Jun to settle the family matters before going to Shanghai. However, Zhu Jian Jun was very anxious and had just received a payment of 10,000 yuan, he completely devoted himself to Leng Bing Han. His heart was burning with a strong fighting spirit and desire, his expression also became excited, he couldn't wait to set off immediately under Leng Bing Han's guidance to create new miracles in Shanghai. Moreover, his mother had passed away at home, and there was only a dilapidated house that wasn't worth staying for.

  Even the cold and icy ones saw this, so they simply followed his wishes and sent him to the train station. The place Xichang left for him was only temporary pain and unpleasant memories, or wait until the situation improved and let him return home in glory.

  Xichang is a small place, there are no direct trains to Shanghai, only first arrive in Chengdu and then transfer from Chengdu to take the train to Shanghai.

  Just before arriving at the station, Zhu Jianjun suddenly felt a bit embarrassed, walked in front of Leng Bingxue, blushed and stammered for half a day, and then hesitantly asked: "You told me to go buy stocks, I thought about it for a long time but didn't understand what that stock thing is. So much money, don't make a mistake."

  It was a close call, almost fainted from the cold. It's really a case of "a single slip can cause a great fall". I actually overlooked this new thing called stocks. Currently, the vast majority of people in China don't know about it. Let alone Zhu Jianjun, who is from a small place like Lizi and has limited cultural knowledge, even ordinary people in big cities can't figure out what stocks are or what they're used for.

  While the train was still approaching, Leng Bingxue took Zhu Jianjun aside and gave him a rough introduction to stock knowledge, as well as reminding him of things to pay attention to when going out. After all, Zhu Jianjun had to take nearly 300,000 yuan to Shanghai, such a distant place, for the first time, and many things were unclear, so it was inevitable that he would worry about what might happen. If Leng Bingxue weren't too young, he would have liked to go himself.

  Fortunately, Zhu Jianjun was relatively smart and had a good memory. He remembered everything after a while. If he wasn't smart enough, Leng Binghan wouldn't have chosen him either. In his past life, he had built a fortune from scratch. As for why Leng Binghan, a child of only a few years old, could understand so many things he had never heard of before, Zhu Jianjun no longer thought about it. After two days of interaction, his nerves had been tempered by Leng Binghan to be extremely resilient. Even if Leng Binghan said he was a god now, Zhu Jianjun wouldn't be surprised and would still respond calmly.

  Watching Zhu Jianjun wave goodbye and walk into the ticket gate, he quickly disappeared from view. With a cold and desolate heart, he let out a sigh. In fact, he himself was also very perplexed, not knowing whether what he did was right or wrong.

  It's impossible for me to give nearly 300,000 yuan to Zhu Jianjun, whom I've just met recently, without feeling uneasy.

  No matter how calm and confident you appear in front of Zhu Jianjun, it's all just a show for him. You have to understand that this is tens of millions we're talking about. Although I was also known as a millionaire in my past life, most of it was real estate and other fixed assets. Let's not even mention the fact that the value of money back then can't compare to 100,000 yuan today. And where did I ever have so much cash?

  Doing so is also a helpless move, who let oneself be just a little kid now? No other choice, can only make a big gamble once, betting on the understanding and recognition of Zhu Jianjun in the previous life, betting on the charm shown by oneself, able to conquer Zhu Jianjun, making him really willing to follow oneself without any mistakes.

  Of course, there is always a slim chance of something going wrong. If Zhu Jianjun were to betray himself and abscond with the money, he would have no choice but to regret his poor judgment and lament the loss of tens of thousands of dollars, thus missing out on this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

  In my previous life, I was also a stock investor. After graduating from university in 2000, I rushed into the stock market without hesitation. Until I met with disaster in an earthquake, I followed the ups and downs of China's stock market for eight years. I experienced the heartbreak of being trapped in a bear market, as well as the fervor of everyone speculating in stocks during a bull run. Overall, I still made some small gains.

  With his character, doing something is either not done or done to the best, after entering the stock market he has conducted in-depth research on the development and changes of China's and even global stock markets. Foreign stock markets are more regular, mostly following the principle of value investing, people buy stocks mainly not for high throwing and low absorbing, earning price differences, but more for investment to get dividends. The term "stock speculation" is probably a Chinese characteristic, the stock market itself is not sound, small news spreads everywhere, regardless of whether the stock itself is good or not, as long as there are manipulators, creating some topics, everyone will rush in, in short, it's speculative and wants to earn price differences, of course, Leng Bing Xuan is one of them.

  Actually, as early as two years ago, Beijing had established the country's first securities research institute to study and debate the establishment of a stock exchange in China and the issuance of stocks. However, due to major differences and ongoing debates, there was no breakthrough, and Shanghai seized the opportunity instead, establishing the first stock exchange in new China on December 25, 1985.

  The stocks issued in the early days were very few and were all paper-based, similar to national debt, and trading was also more troublesome.

  As everyone was watching this new thing, at the beginning of a period of time, the trading volume of issued stocks was not optimistic, and the stock price did not rise but fell. The vast majority even fell below the issue price and net value. However, Comrade Deng, the first leader in the central government, personally bought the first share to show his strong support for this work.

  It's still vividly remembered that two or three months later, as policies became increasingly clear, these stocks gradually gained popularity among many far-sighted people. At that time, there were no limits on price fluctuations, and the stock prices began to soar. As a result, more and more people bought in, and the influx of funds grew larger and larger. It's a Chinese habit to buy when prices are rising but not when they're falling, regardless of whether one understands the market or knows what stocks are. People even brought bundles of cash to buy at high prices.

  In such a situation, some stocks have risen by hundreds of times compared to the initial issue price, and some have even risen by over a thousand times. This has led to a situation where there is no market for these stocks, and they are extremely difficult to buy. Those who managed to purchase the stocks at the beginning made a huge profit.

  I thought I was too young at the time and didn't have start-up capital, so I could only watch this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity slip away with a heavy heart. But now that Zhu Jianjun is helping me, how can Cold Ice let go of this great chance to make a fortune?

  If all goes well, in three months, these tens of millions can turn into hundreds of millions or even billions of funds and wealth. At that time, whether it's starting a business, conducting high-tech research, or even acquiring domestic and foreign mainstream companies with unlimited potential in the next few years or decades, it will be effortless.

  Of course, as a native Xichang person, with his own father being the district committee secretary and godfather being the mayor, investing in his hometown, building his hometown, leading his fellow villagers to become rich and having a good life, while helping his father and godfather create more political achievements, is also what he wishes for.

  As for the river embankment that has been out of repair for many years, and the places where landslides may occur after heavy rain, with money, what can't be done? At worst, all these places can be bought out, fruit trees can be planted, and greening can be done. It's not about making a profit, but seeking peace of mind, isn't it?

  The plan was very detailed, but if Zhu Jianjun really donated and escaped, or originally had no such intention, but three months later could not resist the temptation of billions of wealth, and took all the money for himself, he would be helpless. First, the world is so big, even if you want to find him, it's like finding a needle in the ocean, let alone even if you find him, killing him to vent your anger would be useless.

  So this is a gamble, betting on one's own vision, judgment and Zhu Jianjun's character.

  Of course, Leng Bing Xue dared to make such a big gamble not only because he had no other choice and his understanding of Zhu Jian Jun from their past life, but also because even if he lost this bet, apart from the heartache and regret, there wouldn't be any significant loss. At most, it would just be a lesson learned. With his own abilities and the perspective gained from rebirth, such opportunities would arise again in the future, and being able to seize one of them would already be enough for him to make a fortune in life.

  The only regret of losing the gamble is that I want to solve the hidden danger of that disaster, but I have to ask for help from my godfather, which is something I am very reluctant to do. However, if it really comes to that point, I won't care about so much anymore.

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