Since ancient times, showing off has been a basic need of mankind.

Some people can become famous in history and become legends after being successful in show off.

But more people were slapped in the face as soon as they pretended to be pussy.

Like today, He Jun changed from the former to the latter, and experienced the most embarrassing scene in his life.

He originally thought that this million cash would be enough to smash the negotiating opponent.

Unexpectedly, the other party actually took it, and it was him who made a fool of himself.

It turns out that Ning Weimin has more than 14,000 versions of the rat ticket alone!

Even if it is calculated based on the price He Jun himself quoted, it will cost 1.3 million to buy it.

However, He Jun really had no reserved food.

Because in stamp business, it is bigger than in any industry when it comes to capital occupies.

All his funds are occupied by stamps, and the million he received today is his greatest energy to cash out in the market in the short term.

So what does the truth reveal bring to He Jun?

It was really a snap, dizzy, tinnitus, and golden eyes.

But what is even more embarrassing is still there.

Because for He Jun, although he had already eaten shit, he wanted to maintain his usual majesty in front of his hands.

But he had to continue pretending, as if he had eaten the most delicious cake!

What does it mean to suffer if you want to be faced?

This is a feeling of being forced to perform and deliberately act, which is difficult to describe.

For this reason, He Jun, who had experienced the old and new society in just a few minutes, not only regretted his intestines, but also missed his grandfather Mr. He very much.

For nothing else, he just hated himself. Why did he just focus on learning from his grandfather to smash people with cash, but forgot to ask more questions, what if he didn't hit someone down?

But then again, no matter what, this million is still one million.

That can build a building, but it’s a whole of four boxes of banknotes!

In the mainland and mainland China these days, let alone private ones, even public institutions, how many of them can make up such a large amount of cash?

Just placed in front of Ning Weimin, the visual impact was also very attractive to him.

The most important thing is to pick it up and leave. This is so important and it is in line with Ning Weimin's eagerness to cash out.

So in the end, the business was negotiated.

After thinking about it, Ning Weimin decided to accept He Jun's offer.

I agreed to sell most of the Year of the Rat zodiac signs for him at a market price of 60 yuan, which is 90 yuan per edition.

As for the remaining 3,000 editions of the Year of the Rat tickets in Ning Weimin’s hands, what should He Jun do if he wants it but is unable to buy it?

This is easy to deal with. Since both parties are big players who play stamps, it is impossible to have only this type of stamp.

They had a compromise method, just use votes to change votes.

After negotiations, Ning Weimin exchanged 67 Meilanfang small sheets from He Jun for nearly 3,000 versions of rat tickets, 150 sets of Meilanfang sets, 200 sets of Meilanfang sets, 200 sets of Huangshan, 200 sets of butterflies, 200 sets of goldfish, 5 sets of big dragon tickets, two red prints and a couplet with big red.

In addition, Ning Weimin also agreed to He Jun that within three years, he would never get involved in the additional conditions for the Shanghai Post Market...

This is the final transaction result.

To be honest, just by market prices, Ning Weimin still suffered a loss in the final transaction of using tickets and making money.

Because his stamps were exchanged for other people's stamps, the price was 60% off.

These days, Mei Lanfang’s small box is less than 300 yuan, Mei Lanfang’s package tickets are only 180 yuan, and Dalong’s package is only 2,500 yuan.

Not to mention there is another additional clause, which is considered to be a "destroying power and humiliating the country".

But the problem is that the varieties he likes are all rare and rare stamps that are more rare than rat tickets.

Especially the red prints and the couplet are all rare treasures. They are lucky enough to see them, so let alone buy them.

If this were not the case, He Jun would not let go.

They both know this in their hearts, so only they themselves know whether it is really cost-effective or not.

In fact, as soon as the transaction was completed, He Jun's secretary, the girl who was responsible for knocking on the door and hiring people today, felt distressed for her boss.

"Boss, do we really need the last three thousand editions? Why did you exchange such precious stamps for him? Those stamps are hard to get. Didn't you say that? Such a good stamp is in a hurry, and there is no one in the national market. If you can't buy it back in the future, what..."

However, unlike Xie Ling's conspiracy, He Jun stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the blue sky from afar, but he seemed open-minded and full of courage.

"One time and another time. Think carefully, how did everything I came about today? Isn't it achieved through trading arbitrage? If I were like a rich man who was guarding silver honeydew melon, I wouldn't be willing to buy or sell, could I have such a wealth today?"

"Of course, good stamps are not afraid of being under pressure. The more you press, the more you increase, but it is better to take the initiative to attack. After all, we do not manipulate the market to make profits faster."

"Think about it again, when I just decided to be a banker and sell the Year of the Rat stamps, who would think that they could reach the high price today? But what happened? It increased by twenty-five times in just two years. This is the power of human intervention."

"If you look at the stamps I just bought to suppress the position, the price will rise. If it doubles or triples in the past two years, it will end. Even if it is a monkey stamp, the best variety recognized by the market, is only five or six times. This is the gap."

"Don't worry, when we push the price of the Year of the Mouse zodiac ticket, and finish this ticket well, we will have millions of funds. At that time, as long as we have money and are willing to pay a high price, are we still afraid that we can't buy good stamps? How many people who buy stamps nowadays are really collecting stamps?"

"What's more, our He family's way of making a fortune is three words - circle, raise, and kill. If you are sure that stamps will rise and fall, especially if the price reaches a certain level, once the funds cannot keep up, there will be a big drop. That means one will rise and the other will fall."

"You might as well imagine that if we hold a lot of money and slaughter those who only lose underwear at will. What kind of situation would it be? Maybe a few months later, a set of big dragons, worth 2,500 yuan, can be bought for 1,500 yuan. Mei Lanfang's small box, I sold it for 300 yuan, and maybe I will buy it for 1,500 yuan. What else can I bear to bear?"...

He Junkang's passionate speech impressed Xie Ling.

Not only did she feel that He Jun is extraordinary, she even applauded for it.

"Boss, you said so well. I understand that apart from us, there are few people in the stamp market that smell the cold and cold. If people are too anxious, they won't care too much about the price. As long as we rush to release the goods in front of others and wait for the market to fall and buy, it is equivalent to making a profit inside and outside. This is the real benefit of being a dealer."

I just admire it, but I don’t have any worries.

Xie Ling thought about it again, but still did not forget to remind He Jun with kindness.

"However, I still think these people in the capital are not ordinary people. Since they are trying to sell goods, will they also be the dealers in the capital? Like us, they specialize in frying rats. In that case, should we also speed up the exit? Are stamp prices in Shanghai affected by the capital from time to time? Besides, I always feel that it is hard to believe them. I heard from my uncle that on the surface, people in the north seem to drink big bowls, eat big pieces of meat, and eat generously. They speak loudly, looking generous and generous. And their mouths are sweet, and their intimacy makes us southerners ashamed. Especially when people in the capital are happy, they will say, 'Your business is mine'. But when they turn around, or wake up, they will be like strangers, and say, 'Because I never take my business seriously'.

So what if we do the market in Shanghai and they break their promises in a few days and come back again?”

However, He Jun did not have much worry.

"Stay calm, don't hurry. Shanghai is Shanghai, and Beijing is Beijing. Lingling, you may not understand. The place in Beijing has many rules, bureaucratic habits, and is very rigid in doing things. The banknotes are far less effective than human feelings. I have been to the post market in Beijing several times. People there are sometimes so stupid. Just because they hear a few good words, they are willing to give you money for nothing. Sometimes, they are pitifully stupid. Many people dare not take them with a lot of money."

"You will never believe that when people in the capital cannot see money, they dare to say anything big. But when they see money, they become timid, at most they are willing to eat and drink, and receive a little insignificant gift. Are you ridiculous? Such a place will be destroyed by people from all over the country who come to support them. Who is still hardworking?"

"So, at most, the capital can only be a political center or a cultural center, which will definitely not be in line with the economy. If it weren't for the capital or the convenience of stamp issuance rights, how could the markets formed by outsiders in the capital affect the price of the Shanghai postal market? This time, I would have to turn around and let the rats in Shanghai make a fuss and affect the Beijing market."

"As for these people in Beijing, you don't have to worry about them. Although they may not be trustworthy, no matter how many big players in the world are selling stamps, they will not have a bigger net worth than mine, right? They brought 20,000 versions, and almost caught up with the goods I ate. You see, not only did they buy thousands of versions in Shanghai, but they also sold more than 10,000 more versions this time. Where did these goods come from? Don't think too much, you must be in Beijing. I don't believe anyone who says they have spare goods in their hands. And since their goods have been digested in Shanghai, what other waves can they make?"...

Xie Ling was successfully appeased by He Jun and couldn't help but make a joke.

"Yes. What's wrong with the people in the capital? How can we compare stamps with us? They are the same as 'Xiawuning' (countryman). Boss, after we fry the rat stamps, should we sell some stamps back to the capital? I'm so angry with the people in the capital."

He Jun continued.

"You are so childish, and you're selling it back to the capital? Didn't I just say that the capital is not a place for business. If I ask me to analyze it, those people in the capital are afraid that they are pitiful. Perhaps it is because the administrative orders in the capital are too unfree. They really can't get so much goods in the capital, so they will seek far away from us."

"So I think that people in Beijing do business, and they also have the characteristics of the city of Beijing. They are big but improper, and the proportions are unbalanced. Everything is square, but they won't turn around. You see, I was frightened by a few words, and I didn't even dare to go to Guangdong. I gave up so much profit and gave us up in vain. But for us, if we get Huacheng, we can turn somersaults immediately. When we talk about doing business, we have to be from the southerners."

"Hey, I almost forgot when I talk about this. Lingling, go and find Manager Qiu of Jinjiang Hotel to book air tickets. I'll make arrangements and strive to go to Huacheng the day after tomorrow. We don't have enough funds, so we have to go to another place to collect some and sell a few thousand versions of rats to continue to swell. Also, you performed well today. In a while, Piercaton downstairs, I will reward you with a new outfit."

So Xie Ling agreed happily and went out like a butterfly.

What is very interesting is that almost at the same time, Ning Weimin and his gang were also thinking about their own business paths.

And he also complained about the urban winds of Shanghai.

"Are there any tickets to go back to Beijing today? Have you booked the ticket? If you booked it, let's leave quickly..."

Ning Weimin was tidying up his salute in the room, and asked Luo Guangliang who was calling to book tickets.

Because there was too much money for one million, he and Xiao Tao were busy stuffing the money He Jun left to them into the two large suitcases they brought.

As a result, many things were not taken away, and Ning Weimin threw them all on the bed, not planning to ask for them.

"Brother Ning, why are we so anxious to leave? Haven't we all taken the stamps? I don't have to go to Guangdong anymore, why are we still anxious to return to Beijing? You are really afraid of them. It's not me that people in Shanghai can't play with their arms. Don't look at them with many people, but those few tied together are not enough for me to beat them alone. Don't forget that this young man can't even eat a whole steamed bun, and he's just a 'Butt' (half steamed bun), and his appetite is not as good as our Beijing girls. A girl named Yingzi in our yard is only ten years old, and he has to eat a half steamed bun for a meal."

While looking at Ning Weimin's "despite" at all costs, Xiao Tao expressed contempt for the people of Shanghai.

At this time, Luo Guangliang covered his phone microphone and replied to him at a time. "Don't be so useless. Why do you say so much? Hurry up and help clean up. If the tickets are really booked at 12:30 noon, we don't have much time."

So Ning Weimin comforted and praised Xiao Tao's movements became much faster...

But this kid just asked He Jun’s secretary to be despised today.

I still hold grudges against the girls in Shanghai, so I naturally cannot help but take my anger on the men in Shanghai.

“宁哥,我可真不是瞎说,您要留意下咱吃饭的餐厅您就知道了沪海男的都什么样了.最逗的一件事是什么,您知道吗?嘿,就昨儿,我下去吃饭的时候,赶上四个沪海小伙子在餐厅吃饭,四个人啊,您听清楚了,就买了一瓶黄酒.关键他们四个人还振振有词的齐声说,‘来,干!一醉方休’.好嘛,一瓶酒四个男的还一醉方休?这他妈要喝白的,那不二两就趴下了?这也算男人?要我说,沪海姑娘的臭脾气,大概就是这一点老爷们样没有的男人给惯出来的.我要娶个沪海娘们,绝不能这样.三天一小揍,五天一大揍,不听话就打,保准给丫收拾服帖了.”

Ning Weimin became less and less as he heard him talking, and couldn't help but stop him.

"Okay, you, what's the glory of hitting a woman? You're still promising..."

Luo Guangliang had already completely quit the phone at this time and scolded him.

"The tickets are all booked. You kid are still poor! What did you say when you forgot to come out? Obey orders and follow commands. Let you not ask anything. Wei Min must have a reason for him when he is anxious."
To be continued...