Chapter 127 The Osmanthus Flower on the Table Chen Zhuo and Song Shiwei returned to school one after another. It was around 8 o'clock in the evening. At this time, CUHK was still very lively, with students walking and chatting everywhere. Song Shiwei is very famous on campus, and classmates would often look at Chen Zhe who is beside her. Ever since Jiang Bian invited Song Shiwei to join the entrepreneurial team, Chen Zhuo had anticipated this situation. However, the mouth is on other people's bodies, and as long as he is innocent and open-minded, some rumors are not a big problem. A gentleman is open and honest, while a villain hides his secrets. In addition, after experiencing the misunderstanding last time, Yu Xian probably wouldn't believe those rumors so easily. If there were any hearsay, she would verify it with herself first. “Are you not optimistic about the financial market next year?” Song Shiwei thought for a while, and finally asked Chen. She didn't seem to care at all about the possible scandals, just like she did in high school. I'm too lazy to explain, and I don't want to explain.
"Forehead……" Chen paused for a moment: "Should we talk while we eat?" The two have been busy until now and indeed have not had any meals, but Chen Zhuo bringing this up at this time seems to be saying, "Do you want to know my opinion on this issue? Then treat me to a meal first." Song Shiwei glanced at Chen Zhe. She also had the same suspicion. After all, Chen Zhe was a pauper now. Chen spread his hands and said, "It's okay not to eat. I think everything has its limits. The stock market seems to be rising steadily, but in fact the risks are not small..." "What do you want to eat?" Song Shi interrupted in a faint voice, still planning to treat Chen Zhe to this meal. "Whatever. It seems the cafeteria only has noodles at this time." Chen made a joke: "If Mr. Song can take me to the city to see the world, that's not impossible." The South Campus of Sun Yat-sen University is actually very close to downtown Guangzhou, and even the University Town Campus in Panyu is not far away. In addition, Guangzhou’s transportation system is very developed, and the subway and bus are very convenient. But some universities are outrageous. They are tens of thousands miles away from the city. Studying there is like practicing Taoism in the mountains. There is often no signal when making phone calls. If there were children from the mountains, they would definitely be very puzzled. Isn't it said that you can leave the mountains if you get into college? Why did I end up going back to the mountains? Song Shiwei ignored Chen Zhuo's teasing and walked towards the Kangleyuan canteen along the path beside East Lake. The moon broke through the night sky, the stars lit up, leaving a frosty shadow on the winding path, and the sound of frogs croaking under the roots and leaves of the East Lake lotus came to my ears, giving me a feeling that "life should be so cheerful". After arriving at the cafeteria, Chen Zhuo ate beef noodles while talking about his views on the stock market. He certainly couldn't say that he was reborn. Since 2008, the stock market has been plummeting, and it has been falling to the point where it will never rise again. Chen Zhuo explained the reasons for his pessimism about the financial market from other perspectives: The first point is the philosophical theory that "water overflows when it is full, and the moon wanes when it is full". Everything in the world is constantly changing, some things grow while others decline, and when things flourish, they decline. This is actually a law of development. The second point is that the current stock market is not very healthy. A healthy stock market trend should have ups and downs, but generally show a steady growth trend. It is impossible to see a crazy surge of several times in a month like it is now. It’s just that because the Olympics were held at home, everyone found an excuse that they thought was reasonable.
The third point is that the US financial crisis has already broken out, but it has not yet spread to China. Even many elites on Wall Street have not estimated that the impact will be so great, not to mention some half-baked financial experts in China. There are some truly great professors who have put forward some correct views, but stock trading is sometimes like gambling, especially during times of sharp rises like this, and these gamblers will not listen to any unpleasant advice. “Financial crisis?” Song Shiwei wasn't very hungry, she just bought a bottle of yogurt to keep with her meal. "Didn't Uncle Song tell you?" Chen asked. He doesn't trust companies like CITIC, and no one can fail to see the financial crisis. "mentioned." Song Shiwei took a sip of yogurt, and there was a little white milk mark on the edge of her lips. Chen was waiting for her to stick out her tongue to lick the milk stain clean, but Song Shiwei took out a wet tissue from her bag and wiped it elegantly. "If you don't lick your yogurt, you have no soul." Chen thought to himself. "But..." Song Shiwei said: "The conclusion their company finally came to is that the domestic economic structure is very stable and can withstand the impact of this financial crisis. Moreover, rashly spreading the news will easily cause market shocks, which will affect the current booming economic situation and will also have a certain impact on the Olympics..." Song Shiwei is worthy of being in the finance class. When she talked about these topics, she threw out professional terms one after another. But Chen knew that this conclusion was wrong. Moreover, Chen Zhuo also knew that sometimes wrong conclusions were drawn within the system, which might not be due to the leadership's ability, but rather a reflection of the "will" of higher-level departments. In other words, even if Song Zuoming realizes the seriousness of the problem, even if he is the executive director of CITIC Securities, he has no right to change the current established financial market operation model. There are too many bosses above him, and each boss has a different level and perspective on the issue. After all, we have always dealt with problems with the principle of "seeking stability". Even if we do nothing, we cannot do anything wrong. With the Olympics approaching and the domestic economy booming, some decisive actions that could recover losses may be seen as heretical, unorganized and undisciplined behavior. Chen has been in the system for ten years, and he has also seen some brave people who disregard their own interests and dare to challenge these rules. In the end, the collective interests were preserved, but individuals were transferred to some sinecure positions. So this society is very complicated. There is no clear right or wrong. Many times, we are crawling in the gray area of right and wrong, white and black. Chen finished his noodles in silence and stretched out his hand towards Song Shiwei. "what?" Song Shi was stunned for a moment, not knowing what Chen wanted. "Hey~" Chen sighed. It was obvious that School Belle Song had never been in a relationship. She didn't even know to wipe her mouth after eating.
So Chen pointed to the wet wipes next to her. Song Shiwei finally reacted, and instead of taking out a card and putting it in Chen's palm, he handed over the whole pack. Chen finished wiping, but his butt didn't move. Song Shiwei felt that Chen Zhe might have something to say, so he waited quietly. "I have a suggestion. Of course, I don't fully understand it within CITIC. It's up to Uncle Song to decide whether to adopt it or not." Chen Zhe was in a state of thought, with deep eyes and gentle voice, exuding a fascinating yet calm temperament. "Write a report on the potential risks of the stock market as soon as possible after returning, and submit it to your superiors through OA or official channels, so that a trace is left." "In the report, you only need to clearly explain the possible risks. Don't write other specific implementation opinions, so as not to cause disgust among leaders." "If the situation really starts to deteriorate next year and their company's decision-making is slow again, with this report, at least Uncle Song will not be affected too much." …… After Chen finished speaking, he found that Song Shiwei's eyes were always on his face. "what happened?" Chen thought there was some oil stain that had not been wiped clean. "nothing." Song Shiwei lowered her long eyelashes, picked up her bag and said, "I'll go back first." "okay." It was still early, and Chen Zhuo did not offer to see him off. After returning to the dormitory, Song Shiwei turned on his computer and began to search for all the news about the "US financial crisis". When roommate Cong Ni saw Song Shiwei come in, she said nothing and looked serious, and was about to walk over to ask something. By chance, I saw a transparent plastic box on Song Shiwei's desk, which contained a sweet-scented osmanthus specimen. The osmanthus flowers are very small and white. Placed in the middle of the box, they look like the bright moon in the vast sky. ······ (One more chapter tonight.) (End of this chapter)
