After the closing of the evening, Williams invited Bayford to find a place to sit together. He had something to ask Bayford about the so-called second round of market.

He spent more than half a month in the trading bank, and he had some understanding of the things in it. He also knew that some investors who seemed very successful were often not their keen sense of the market or their reasonable analysis, but from the "internal news" that everyone knows.

What is internal message?

In fact, to put it bluntly, it is the plan of a listed company for a period of time. There has not been a plan yet. These plans will only be announced to the public at the moment of implementation, or even not announced. When people discover that the stock price has begun to rise or plummet, causing people to miss out on a market. However, if there are internal members who know about these plans to disclose the news to certain friends at this time, these people will be able to prepare to enter or leave in advance, pursue maximum benefits and avoid huge risks.

This is the origin of internal news. At the same time, the Financial Management Committee also prohibits any form of internal news leaks, affecting the normal financial order.

That's what it means... It's just like the laws of various countries do not allow illegal robbery of other people's wealth, but there are always some people who are forced by society to be desperate, or want to make a fortune, so they don't care what the law says.

Even the law cannot restrict the madness of some people, let alone the request of the Financial Management Committee?

Internal news, whether true or false, is full of the financial market, making it impossible to tell whether it is true or false. Everyone desires to get some internal news, but after getting it, they are afraid that it is fake, especially those internal news that are very easy and do not need to pay anything, which makes people even more overwhelmed.

So Williams wanted to invite Bayford to have a meal and learn more about what happened in the second round of the market.

Bayford is a good guy, young and promising and has a good personality. Williams likes to communicate with him very much. The two agreed to talk about this at a dancer club that specializes in clothes. It was not that Williams had any special hobbies, but that the dancer club that could not afford to wear clothes may be the safest place - there is a separate soundproof box and music playback equipment here. When you close the door, no one knows what happened inside, the people inside said something, and the dim lights protect everyone's privacy to the greatest extent.

The two ordered some wine and fruit trays, and then Williams gave the poor dancer Twenty Federal Shield who could not even afford clothes, and asked her to go outside to change a suitable set of clothes. The dancer knew that he had left the box and closed the door. Williams opened the music, poured some wine for Bayford, paused for a while before he asked, "You said in the afternoon that there was a new round of market... Is there any good news?" After spending half a month in the trading house, Mr. Williams could even master the word "good" skillfully, which was definitely a huge improvement.

Bayford smiled, looked down at the wine glass without saying anything, and Williams suddenly realized something, "If I make money, I will never forget your help to me. I am a grateful person, Bayford."

"William..., can I call you that?"

"Of course, my friends call me William!"

"Okay, William, you know that the most important thing in our business is the source of the news. Only by holding a few important lines in your hand can you get the news in time and make people believe in our abilities unwaveringly. I can't tell you where I got this news, but I can give you some tips, pay attention to reading the newspaper during this time." Bayford took a sip of wine, then looked directly at Williams and said, "The opportunity is always in a moment. When the waves are still only one foot high, you don't notice it. When it turns into a tsunami and sweeps everything, you can no longer touch it."

Williams was still hesitating, and he asked, "Is it reliable?"

Bayford laughed, "William, I think we are very close to each other. Don't you think? I saw you when I went down from the office, and I was also your first stockbroker. I think this is the fate between us. The next words may cause you to be discomfort, but this is the rules of this industry."

"This is the first time internal news. You can do nothing and watch it, but if you still want internal news in the future, it will cost money, a big price!"

"I also hope you don't tell others about this, because for others, they'll need at least two thousand dollars to get this message!"

Williams immediately thought of the hottest marketing campaign in the past two years. A mop company gave away a very practical and sturdy mop pole for free, which cost a lot of money. But as long as you go to their branches in various places and register a social security number, you can get one for free. That thing is indeed easy to use, and free gifts give people more favors. For a time, people were talking about what the company was doing. Such a sturdy mop is not enough to give to everyone. Is their company a gold mine?

However, a month or two later, people found that there were only such mops left in their homes, and the mop head of this mop was somewhat damaged. At this time, they faced two choices: throw away the easy-to-use mop, exchange it for the old and difficult-to-use mop, or find a way to replace it with a mop head for this good mop.

Then they saw a mop head in the store, which was priced at 499 cents. The company, which is known as the silly, completed its listing journey in just nine months. It not only developed a mop product, but also included more daily necessities and household appliances. This case was included in the businessmen's Bible "Federal Classic Marketing".

Williams has read that book, and now Bayford is doing the same thing. He uses the benefits of free one to gain his trust and affirmation. When he has more needs, he will charge fees, not cheap fees.

Two thousand federal shields can now be exchanged for more than 670 star dollars, which is not a small amount.

Soon Williams called back the poor dancer who had just gone out to change clothes for a long time and still had no clothes to wear, and funded her a hundred yuan, allowing her to buy some clothes to spend the upcoming winter. In order to repay Williams' generosity and kindness, the dancer who could not afford to wear did his best to serve the two gentlemen very comfortably.

When Williams returned home at night, he saw her wife in the living room. Her wife was watching TV. The TV produced by the Empire had long been exported to the Federation. Some small factories in the Federation that were not qualified and unauthorized were also secretly producing them. In addition, many tape companies in the Federation also provided content for these or genuine or fake TVs. She was watching a TV series from the Federation, imitating the plot of the Star Empire and plagiarized it nakedly.

But her wife did not smile, and there was still some sadness on her face.

She knows very well what the situation at home is now, even if Williams doesn't say it, she knows it. She doesn't know what to do. She is an office worker of the ordinary class and she doesn't know how to deal with the crisis that has arrived.

Hearing the door opened, she took the initiative to greet him and supported the drunk Williams to sit on the sofa. The two of them remained silent, and only the TV made a harsh line to prevent the place from becoming silent. After a long time, Williams burped and squirted a strong smell of alcohol. His drunken expression was just now alive, "I know... do you know, baby, we are saved."

"Tomorrow, I'll ask your cousin to come. I need to tell him something."

The next day, Williams met his wife's cousin, a guy with greasy face. This guy has never been a good person in Williams' heart. He has close ties with the local gang and is said to have smuggled things for others. In short, in the eyes of businessmen like Williams, this is a bad thing. In addition to gathering together during the New Year, Williams usually doesn't want to see this person.

But today, he must meet this guy he hates because this man has a way to get money.

"William, this is the first time you have invited me to ask me to guess..." He pinched his chin and looked at Williams for a while, and then suddenly said, "You must be in trouble, right? Which guy with no eyes hit you? Tell me his name and I will let you see him floating in the sea on the front page of tomorrow's newspaper!"

Williams pulled the corner of his mouth and squeezed out a smile. He reached out to shake hands with his brother-in-law and pulled him into his study, "It's not that serious, dear...love." After he closed the door of the study, the two sat down separately. He took the initiative to take a paradise imported from the empire and gave it to his brother-in-law, "I heard you know some financial companies?"

After sniffing the fragrance of the paradise, his brother-in-law didn't lit it and put it in his pocket. Such a good paradise is much more valuable to people like him who beg for food on the street than the paradise itself. Faced with Williams's problem, he raised his eyebrows, "Of course, are you in trouble with funds? I still have some money here, and if I can use it, I'll transfer it to you."

It seemed like it was the first time I met my wife and brother. When no one was willing to lend him a helping hand, I didn’t expect that there was someone who was willing to lend him money here. This made him suddenly feel like a bastard, and it also made him understand that family affection is more precious than any false and exaggerated thing!
Chapter completed!