I'm back in 1990

Chapter 270: My Goal in This Life

The next day, Huang Xiaochuan went to Wang Deyi's house early in the morning, bringing breakfast with him. It was the most popular set meal among old Shanghainese: fried dough sticks and soy milk.

During Wang Deyi's stay in Yanjing, Huang Xiaochuan would come every few days to open the windows and ventilate Wang Deyi's house, and would have someone clean it inside and out every two weeks, so the house was always kept in good condition.

"Not bad, not bad. I craved this every day when I was in Yanjing." Wang Deyi seemed quite satisfied with the breakfast Huang Xiaochuan brought.

"Grandpa, Yanjing has douzhi (fermented mung bean juice)! And what's that, jiaoquan (deep-fried dough rings), isn't it similar to our local youtiao (fried dough sticks) and dabing (flatbread)?"

"Don't even mention that fermented mung bean juice. Different places have different customs and people, and I just can't stomach that stuff."

Wang Deyi's expression shows that he must have drunk douzhi (fermented mung bean juice), but he just couldn't accept it.

Come to think of it, that stuff is hard to accept for someone who drinks it for the first time. One sip is like drinking a mouthful of rotten soup. Who could swallow that?

Of course, Huang Xiaochuan not only brought breakfast for Wang Deyi, but also brought himself a similar one. The two sat facing each other and ate breakfast together.

After breakfast, Huang Xiaochuan carried his bag while Wang Deyi walked with his hands behind his back. The two of them headed to school together, talking as they walked.

The old man's work in Yanjing is finished. The tax-sharing system plan has been finalized after several revisions. The next step is to prepare for its full implementation. However, there is still a lot of work to be done before the plan is implemented, but this has nothing to do with economists like Wang Deyi.

When the westerly wind blew, the temperature in Shanghai plummeted. Coupled with the high humidity of 85% in the Jiangnan region, the chill penetrated straight to the bone.

People inside and outside the campus were wrapped up tightly in layers of clothing.

This made Wang Deyi, who had just returned from Yanjing, feel a little uncomfortable. Fortunately, Huang Xiaochuan had made preparations in advance and immediately sent two kerosene heaters over. Although they were not as good as the central heating in Yanjing, they were much better than nothing.

Despite the sub-zero temperatures, stock market investors are incredibly enthusiastic, as the market has reversed its recent slump and begun another strong rebound.

However, Huang Xiaochuan and Ding Yi were discussing the stock market situation for next year.

"The government has now made it clear that it wants to put the brakes on the overheated economy and tighten monetary policy, which will definitely affect the stock market next year."

Huang Xiaochuan agreed with Ding Yi's assessment: "Yes, inflation is severe now, and banks need to raise interest rates to bring idle funds back into the banks. As a result, the performance expectations of listed companies will become very poor. Which listed company doesn't have loans? So I agree with your assessment."

What Ding Yi is doing now is similar to the private equity funds of later generations. Huang Xiaochuan, Wu Duo, Zhang Gaolei, and Chen Zhe not only provided Ding Yi with their respective stock accounts, but each of them also lent him a sum of money to circulate in the stock market, with Huang Xiaochuan having the most money.

The money was originally intended to be lent to Ding Yi, but Ding Yi made a killing in the stock market, earning several times his initial investment. He then returned the principal to the investors, but kept the profits with him. He used them to continue trading in the stock market, and now they have tripled or quadrupled in value.

At this time, many people wanted to give money to Ding Yi, hoping to get on board with the stock market god and make a fortune. It should be noted that Ding Yi had never lost a stock since entering the market, which is why he was regarded as a stock market god by a group of big investors.

But no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't get in touch with Ding Yi.

Now that Wu Duo and Zhang Gaolei have gone to the United States, they can't be relied upon. Chen Zhe is focused on his studies and doesn't care about stocks at all, entrusting everything to Ding Yi. Looking for Ding Yi is pointless, so now Ding Yi always consults Huang Xiaochuan for analysis and advice when faced with important matters.

Ding Yi pondered for a moment and said, "I've done some research and analyzed a lot of newspapers and internal reports. It's estimated that this round of monetary tightening will last for two or three years. I predict that once this round of stock market rally is over, the stock market will start to decline."

"Too much money has been printed, leading to massive inflation and skyrocketing prices. And the reservoirs haven't been built yet. We have no choice but to do this!" Huang Xiaochuan lamented.

Ding Yi's eyes flickered a few times: "Xiao Chuan, I'm planning to speculate on Hong Kong stocks."

Huang Xiaochuan wasn't surprised at all, and simply asked, "You're not going to school anymore?"

No one knows Ding Yi better than Huang Xiaochuan. His family would never allow him to drop out of school or take a leave of absence. It might be possible for others to do that, but for him? There was absolutely no chance. Even if he went to Hong Kong alone, someone would bring him back.

Ding Yi scoffed, "Tch! You can trade Hong Kong stocks by phone. I'll just find a place to set up an office and hire a few people to answer the phone for me."

"Then you'll have to go to Hong Kong too, as you have to handle the account opening procedures in person."

Ding Yi affectionately put his arm around Huang Xiaochuan's shoulder: "Will you come with me during winter break?"

Damn it, Huang Xiaochuan only realized the kid's true intentions at this moment.

Even if Ding Yi hadn't invited him, Huang Xiaochuan had already planned to go anyway. His business in Hong Kong was growing bigger and bigger, and he had authorized HSBC to manage the money he had originally kept in the bank. Min Huifen had just sent him the documents last week, and the money was now almost 20 million US dollars.

There's also Baijiali Clothing, a subsidiary of Dadao Trading. This company is now a cash cow, generating substantial revenue for Dadao Trading, and Huang Boyi has also made a fortune.

After the two had discussed their plans, Huang Xiaochuan prepared to leave.

"If you're free tonight, how about bringing your spouse and we grab some time for dinner?" Ding Yi invited both families to get together.

But Huang Xiaochuan has other things to do tonight.

"Let's do it another day! Tonight, you and Qi Huan should go have some alone time!"

Knowing that Huang Xiaochuan was busy, Ding Yi didn't insist, but only made one condition: "Okay! But you decide the time next time, and you pay for the meal!"

Huang Xiaochuan laughed and cursed, "Get lost! Get lost!"

Jiang Bixing has returned after nearly half a year of studying abroad, and Huang Xiaochuan has arranged to host a welcome dinner for him tonight.

After parting ways with Ding Yi, Huang Xiaochuan asked Zhou Wei to drive him to a noodle shop near the school.

Jiang Bixing had arrived first, and the two shook hands warmly upon meeting.

Huang Xiaochuan joked, "Old Jiang, you seem a bit different after this trip?"

"Thanks to you, I've seen a lot of the world and learned a lot. This time, I'm determined to make a big splash."

Jiang Bixing is now full of fighting spirit, as if he's been injected with chicken blood.

Huang Xiaochuan chuckled and invited Jiang Bixing to sit down.

"Senior, sit down and let's eat and chat."

Jiang Bixing then talked a lot with Huang Xiaochuan. In fact, Huang Xiaochuan knew more about these things than Jiang Bixing himself. For example, he is now a reserve cadre and this time he came back to participate in the entire pre-opening preparation of Times Supermarket No. 1 Store, and he will also participate in the entire operation for a period of time afterward.

Furthermore, he also needs to learn and communicate with the Chinese executives from various departments of supermarkets recruited from Singapore, Thailand, and Hong Kong, in order to take up the position of general manager as soon as possible, at which time he will be responsible for all the operations of Times Supermarket.

The noodle shop owner had a good memory; he still remembered Huang Xiaochuan and Jiang Bixing.

"Oh? It's you two! Haven't had noodles here in ages, have you?"

The two greeted the noodle shop owner with smiles.

"Boss, could you please prepare a few side dishes for us? Just make them as you see fit."

"No problem, I've got it covered." The boss immediately went back to the kitchen to cook.

"Senior, do you know why I invited you to have dinner here?"

Jiang Bixing smiled and took two pairs of chopsticks from the chopstick holder, placing one pair in front of Huang Xiaochuan.

"How could I not know that? I understand what you mean. Moreover, our Chairman Cao has also requested that the salaries of the employees we recruit in the future must be one-third higher than the average monthly salary in Shanghai."

Huang Xiaochuan smiled and nodded: "I'll give you two pieces of advice: Bear the burden and move forward, for the journey is long and arduous."

Just then, the owner brought out two cold dishes and wine. Jiang Bixing filled Huang Xiaochuan's and his own glasses with wine and picked them up.

"More than half a year ago, you told me here that although this world is imperfect, there will always be people who stand up to fix it. I will never forget that. My goal in this life is to do my job well and create a high-income, dignified job for the majority of ordinary people!"

Huang Xiaochuan smiled and clinked glasses with Jiang Bixing: "Cheers!"