May 17th.

The weather in the magic city is not much better than that in the small county town, and it even has an extra touch of urban magic.

According to the agreement with Wen Meiyu, Gao Mu should have contacted her friends when she arrived in Shanghai yesterday. However, Gao Mu did not do so.

What he needs is time, freedom, and the ability to arrange the next steps by himself.

So, after arriving in Shanghai yesterday, I took a taxi and checked into a hotel listed as a three-star hotel. Although the hardware decoration of Baolong Hotel is a bit old-fashioned, the software and services are in place and I feel safe.

Go to bed early and get up early.

Gao Mu, who got up early, opened the curtains and windows to feel the fresh air with plenty of water vapor, and simply exercised in the room for ten or twenty minutes.

Then I did some simple washing and tidying up my things, mainly checking the huge sum of money in several red plastic bags again.

When you come to the Chinese restaurant on the third floor, you must eat the free breakfast. As usual, Gao Mu was lucky enough to eat his favorite crab roe dumplings.

Puxi was not Gao Mu's destination. After breakfast, checkout and check-out, he got into a Volkswagen taxi again.

As the base camp of Santana, it must be the taxi, and it is also a 2000 model.

In this era when private cars are still very rare, Santana 2000 taxis can be considered luxurious.

Sitting in the spacious back row, touching the familiar white cloth cover that is the first in the country and unique to Shanghai rentals, Gao Mu felt like he was going home.

Six years of living in Shanghai have made him somewhat familiar with this huge modern city, and the memories that are constantly rising in his mind are full of memories.

Unfortunately, things change and people change.

The city is still the same city, and the buildings are still rising, but the people I once knew, the friends and colleagues I associate with in this big city, may never meet again.

We are strangers when we meet!

"The Pudong mama is here, where exactly will my friend drop off?"

When Gao Mu got on the bus, he only said he was going to Pudong, but did not specify where to get off. The driver drove honestly all the way.

Because Gao Mu spoke the local dialect, he didn't dare to take a detour.

"Go to the Securities Building on Pudong South Road!"

Gao Mu gently patted the bag beside him and revealed his true destination.

"Securities Building!?"

The driver repeated his affirmations with a hint of doubt, and his eyes involuntarily glanced at the endoscope, staring at Gao Mu's face again and again.

Gao Mu noticed the driver's gaze, raised his head, looked at him in the interior mirror, and gave him a bright smile.

Seeing Gao Mu discovering his observation, the driver smiled awkwardly: "Did my friend go to the Securities Building to make stocks?"

My brother is always one of the best chatty people. As long as there is a topic, they can talk from South China Sea to Beihai, Shanghai to Beijing.

"Well, do you think I'm going to work?"

Ambiguous!

"I'm telling you, if you want to make stocks, you don't have to go to the Securities Building. You can open an account at any brokerage and trade."

Gao Mu looked too young. He didn't look like he was going to work, nor did he look like someone with money to buy stocks.

However, out of instinctive enthusiasm, he still gave a reasonable suggestion.

"Oh, Master Jiang also trades in stocks?"

There was a driver's work display board on the front passenger's counter, and Gao Mu took a glance at it.

"Have fun occasionally and earn some gas money, haha

hehe……"

Master Jiang's eyes flickered. He didn't know how to trade stocks. He just had a few stock investors ride in his car and chatted with him for a few words.

"That's awesome. So Master Jiang is a master. He can make money just by playing."

Gao Mu suddenly realized that he didn't seem to be so lucky. He could just take a taxi and meet the brothers from the Leek Gang.

The stock market has only been developed for a few years, and there are only a few hundred stocks on the market. It is far from the era of universal stock trading.

"It's not bad, but little brother, it's a bear market now. It's hard to do stocks. Nine out of ten households will lose money. If you do stocks, you have to be careful."

Master Jiang's heart is not ordinary. He just drove a stock investor named Yang a few days ago. During the chat, he heard that it was a bear market and that trading stocks now would be a loss.

"Awesome, Master Jiang really understands stocks. I can't. To be honest, I don't even know what stocks are. I came here today to find someone. I have a relative who works at the Securities Building.

, I am ready to take refuge in him."

Gao Mu knew the taxi driver's chat skills, but he didn't dare to communicate with him in depth on the topic, so he quickly removed himself.

"Oh, that's right. I see that you are indeed relatively young. Dare you still wondering how you can do stocks at such a young age? It turns out that you came here to find friends! But if your friend can work in the Securities Building, that's great.

You’re awesome, majoring in finance, right?”

Master Jiang smiled and said that Gao Mu was not trading stocks but looking for people, which made him feel a lot more comfortable.

In the eyes of the general public, people who have money to buy stocks and make money from the stock market in this era are considered to be truly powerful rich people.

Although there are losses and gains, most people only remember the topic of making money, and losing money will not bring any memory enhancement to them.

Therefore, they think that those who trade in stocks are masters of making money by turning their hands into clouds and rain.

"Uh-huh, um, he's not studying finance, and he doesn't work in the securities building. He's moving bricks on the construction site next door."

Gao Mu handed the fare to Master Jiang and told him a new story before getting off the bus.

"Moving bricks at the construction site, bah, I thought he was a white-collar worker, but he turned out to be a migrant worker."

Master Jiang was very depressed. A person who has been watching eagles all year round actually lost his eyesight today and was blinded by the eagle.

I actually regarded a young boy working part-time as an elite in finance, and the brick-moving guy at the construction site next door as an intellectual who graduated with a major in finance.

It’s really a disgrace to the family!

He kicked the accelerator and left from the gate of the Securities Building. He glanced at a construction site nearby where work was going on in full swing.

Without realizing it at all, how could Gao Mu, a little kid who came to Shanghai to work, be willing to be beaten?

Why would you give him a brand-new hundred-yuan ticket to pay for the ride?

How can you speak the dialect of Modu?

Gao Mu shook his head, smiled as the taxi drove away, and walked into the Securities Building with his bag in hand.

Master Jiang is right about one thing. Most of the people working in the securities building are not simple, and they are basically related to the financial major.

However, he also made a mistake. You don’t have to go outside to find a brokerage firm. There is one inside the building.

In the twenty-seven-story building, the ninth floor and lower floors are occupied by the exchange, while the tenth floor and above are smart high-end office buildings, where many securities companies have settled.

However, Gao Mu knows that there is a securities company, but he is not sure whether the office here is open to the public and whether there is a window for opening an account?

In the end, he chose to go to the floor of Modu Securities. On the company distribution nameplate downstairs, other securities firms all had company names, and only he had the sales department.

He felt that this title was safer, so he entered the elevator under the attention of the security guard and pressed the floor button.

Facts cannot prove whether his guess is right or wrong, but it can prove that his decision is right and it is indeed possible to open an account here.

No need for the salesman to worry, Gao Mu skillfully took out all the required information, took the form and started filling it out.

"Can my account be opened today?"

"Are you in a hurry?"

"A bit, you also know that I am from out of town."

Not only was the age on the foreign ID card almost not up to standard, but fortunately when Gao Jianguo applied for his ID card, the salesman was careless and got his year of birth wrong, making him one year older for no reason.

"Well, not tomorrow?"

The salesperson is actually a little confused. Isn’t it enough for those from other places to open accounts in other places?

Why do you have to go to Shanghai to open an account, and it is their business office? Do you think that the closer you are to the exchange, the more money you can make?

"Tomorrow is the 18th, can't I do it tomorrow? Is there any way you can give me a green express lane?"

Gao Mu knew that he came a little late. He had opened the account last week, so he would be very calm.

Time is tight. He opened an account today and will trade today. Those are all money, not water.

"Is this a bit difficult?"

The salesman was a little hesitant.

The stock market is now in a bear market, and they usually rarely have account opening business come to their door. Today, not only did he encounter one, but he also came here from other places.

There was hope. Gao Mu could hear a glimmer of hope in the other party's words.

"Classmate, please help me. Look at me coming all the way here. You can't let me down with this little request, right?"

The salesman was young, and Gao Mu talked to his classmate and wanted to build a relationship.

The effect was good. The salesman was indeed a graduate who had just graduated from school. This sound made his classmates feel very comfortable. "Well, in this case, I want to know how much money you are going to spend at one time?"

"Six hundred thousand!"
To be continued...