"Big Brother really disintegrated!"
On the morning of the 27th, Xia Jianhua and Xia Qi were going to have breakfast downstairs and buy some newspapers for the day.
However, as soon as he went out, he saw the streets and alleys. There were newspaper sellers sellers holding newspapers and shouting.
"Quick, come and take a look. Big news, big news. Yesterday, after Big Brother held his last National Council meeting, he announced his official disintegration…"
The voice made Xia Jianhua stop in his tracks.
As a matter of fact, Xia Jianhua had been reading the newspaper every day since he came to Shanghai. He had almost forgotten that his big brother was going to break up in December.
At that time, he had chatted with Xia Qi for quite a while.
Today, he finally heard the news of Big Brother's disintegration.
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"Ah! How could that be?"
"Disintegrate? No way, Big Brother has disintegrated, what should we do?”
"Quick, get a newspaper!"
On the street, many people were stunned by the sound of the newspaper seller, and their reactions were different.
However, it was certain that the young man's newspapers would sell quickly one after another.
"Give me one too!" His father brought Xia Qi over and took out fifty cents to buy a newspaper.
Although Xia Jianhua had already known from Xia Qi that his big brother would definitely disintegrate, he still felt a little dazed at this moment.
To the people of their era, Big Brother was the goal of every person who had a country in their heart and loved their country.
"Of course, this doesn't mean that everyone wants to go to the big brother's side. They want to develop our country to be as powerful as the big brother.
Thinking back, they had grown up listening to their big brother's powerful words, and now, their big brother had suddenly disintegrated.
That kind of difference would definitely make everyone panic.
However, Xia Qi could only sigh at this.
Thirty years later, he had long treated the disintegration of his big brother as a story in history. Now, he was sighing as if he had witnessed history.
After breakfast, Xia Jianhua read the newspaper several times.
"Hey!"
He sighed and glanced at Xia Qi. Seeing that Xia Qi didn't have any reaction, Xia Jianhua smiled helplessly and folded the newspaper.
"Boss, how much is it?"
After paying for breakfast, she brought Xia Qi to the newspaper stand and queued up to buy all the newspapers for the day.
Yes, to buy a newspaper, one had to line up. This was something that usually didn't happen at all.
However, because there was news everywhere about Big Brother's disintegration, the newspapers were selling so well today.
"Basically, it's all about this!”
Returning to the rented house, the father and son flipped through the newspaper.
Good heavens, no matter which newspaper it was, the headline was about the disintegration of this big brother. Some newspapers even had an entire page about this matter.
They analyzed and interpreted it from all aspects, and there were also various experts who talked about the impact it had on us!
Xia Qi looked at two of them and stopped.
This was because he knew more than any so-called expert about the history of our country's development.
These so-called experts wanted to learn from the West and even use their big brother as a mirror to change the national policy. Xia Qi felt a headache when he saw this.
In their eyes, the moon in foreign countries was rounder than in China, and the air was sweeter.
However, Xia Qi, who had grown so much that the world trembled, didn't have the kind of thoughts of worshipping foreign countries.
Therefore, Xia Qi was actually a little annoyed by the fact that all these discussions were about reform, learning, and even change.
Of course, Xia Qi also knew that others did not have his foresight.
As people who lived in the current era, they could not see the future clearly. They were confused about the future. Combined with the current weakness of the country, Xia Qi could barely understand these voices.
After more than an hour, Xia Jianhua finished reading the newspaper and continued to study how to disguise himself.
In the afternoon, after the father-son pair went to work, Xia Qi took the air gun and stayed at home to look after the house.
Xia Jianhua locked the door and went to the trading center quickly.
Half an hour later, Xia Jianhua returned.
As soon as he opened the door, Xia Qi saw the excitement on his father's face.
As expected, Xia Jianhua opened his mouth the moment the door closed.
"Son, there's confirmed news. The new shares will be issued on the 10th of next month. As for the details, they should be announced in the next two days!”
Xia Qi was instantly startled, and his small hands could not help but clench into fists and wave.
"Finally, there's confirmed news!”
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The next day, on the 28th, when Xia Jianhua bought the newspaper again, the news that he had heard yesterday was confirmed.
On the 10th of January, Shanghai would launch a new round of new share certificates.
The method of distribution in the newspaper was exactly the same as what Xia Qi had told Xia Jianhua.
It was a 30-yuan coupon.
After the lottery was over, he could use his number to purchase new shares.
The newspaper also clearly stated that this purchase certificate was not a one-time use.
This certificate was valid for the next year, and Shanghai would be issuing four new shares in the next year.
A number that had been drawn could also be drawn again.
Of course, this statement was similar to what Xia Qi had said before.
When the news spread, the ordinary people who knew about the stocks and had high expectations for the new stocks were cursing.
Even the stock exchange was not as enthusiastic about new shares and stocks as before.
Curses were everywhere.
"I'm going crazy thinking about money. Whoever thinks of this method of distribution, I'll greet their entire family.”
"That's right, 30 yuan per ticket. According to the estimated total number of new shares of the listed company in each round of new shares they said, it's estimated to be a conservative 5 million shares, and they'll strive for a 10 million share purchase ratio.
The winning rate would be so low that it would make one's hair stand on end. Even if only five million copies were sold in the end, the winning rate of each round and the winning rate of a single purchase certificate would not reach 20%.
Isn't this a scam?
After four rounds, there was not even a one-in-five chance. If he bought one card, the last 30 yuan might not even make a sound!”
"Look at how many people have lost their minds in Shanghai's stock market. I have a feeling that it might not be just five million. There are many people who are stupid. When the time comes, if they sell too many of the purchase certificates, if they really sell ten million, there won't even be a 10% chance of winning.
I feel that playing at the gambling table is more reliable than this!”
"I just want to know which wicked guy came up with such a trick. F * ck!”
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