I'm back in 1990

Chapter 111: It Fell

Since the start of this semester, Hao Zhidu hasn't gone back to the dormitory. No one knows how he managed it. The other students in dormitory 222 only see him during class and meals. He doesn't go back to the dormitory at night anymore. However, his bed is fully furnished, and he didn't take any of his bedding with him.

Dorm 222, though missing one person, was still lively. Chen Zhe was no longer as reserved as he had been last semester and gradually became more active in the dorm.

The group went to the stamp market together to check out the post-New Year's market. For the other four, the stamps they currently held had increased in value by twenty or thirty times, especially Ding Yi and Wu Duo, who, according to their accounts, were already millionaires.

Zhang Gaolei and Chen Zhe also made a profit, and the group was extremely excited, discussing whether to sell the stamps they had.

Huang Xiaochuan knew that the price of Japanese adult films had clearly fallen. Before the Lunar New Year, the price was close to 40 yuan per film, but after the Lunar New Year, it fell back to around 30 yuan. Moreover, judging from today's market reaction, the price of Japanese adult films may continue to fall for a few more days.

This is the work of market manipulators. They use market fluctuations to force retail investors to sell some of their stock, while they take the opportunity to buy more. Before long, they will quickly drive up the price of Japanese adult films and then gradually sell off their own stock. If they have a large amount of stock, they will repeat this operation two or three times.

This is similar to the strange phenomenon in the stock market in later generations: chasing highs and selling lows. When prices rise, everyone holds on tightly, hoping for even higher prices. But once prices fall, everyone rushes to sell, afraid of being too late.

Huang Xiaochuan planned to sell off all his JP stamps gradually when the dealers drove up the price, and slowly sell off the remaining stamps and miniature sheets, as well as the 80 Monkey stamps. With money in his pocket, he felt more confident.

Ding Yi had done the research, and among the four, he stood against the majority and insisted on not selling, suggesting that they wait a while before making a decision.

His exact words were: "Anyway, we bought them at a very low cost. Look at the market now, I don't think it's the right time yet. Let's wait a bit longer! But I won't stop you if you want to sell them. The stamps are your own, so you can make your own decisions."

The group quickly reached a consensus: they would not sell for the time being. Huang Xiaochuan played a decisive role, as Wu Duo asked him, "Xiaochuan, are you selling or not?"

"I'm waiting to sell it with Lao Ding." Huang Xiaochuan's words indicated that he also agreed with Ding Yi's suggestion.

Hao Zhidu, who had stockpiled 400 JP stamps at 39 each before the Lunar New Year, was devastated. He had expected the price of JP stamps to rise to at least 40 or 50 after the New Year. However, the first day he returned from his hometown and entered the stamp market, he was dealt a heavy blow when the price of JP stamps plummeted to 31.

He lost 3200 yuan over the Chinese New Year, which hurt him terribly! He was torn between selling and not selling, and finally decided to wait and see for a few more days. In the following days, he went to Lu Gong's place every day, but the gradually declining market made his heart ache every time he went.

People like that! When they make money, they want the whole world to know, but when they lose money, they absolutely won't shout it from the rooftops. So Hao Zhidu would never go to his roommates in room 222 to discuss this matter. If they found out that he, Hao Zhidu, had lost money, he couldn't bear the shame.

Before Huang Xiaochuan could even go to find Sang Weihong, this senior student Sang took the initiative to come to him and blocked Huang Xiaochuan, who had just finished class, at the classroom door.

"Hey Huang Xiaochuan, it's been three days since school started, and you haven't come to see me yet? Are you trying to renege on your promise?"

"I was just about to look for you, but I didn't expect you to come in person, senior." Huang Xiaochuan wasn't in a hurry about the data, and after the start of the semester, he was busy contacting his driving school to take the driving test, so he didn't have time to contact Sang Weihong right away.

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Seeing that Sang Weihong had come to him on her own initiative, Huang Xiaochuan should hurry up and smooth things over!

Sang Weihong was both annoyed and amused. This little rascal was not only cunning, but also had a silver tongue.

"I have to come in person! Some people just won't come to me in person!"

Huang Xiaochuan had no intention of arguing with Sang Weihong at the classroom door. He smiled and asked, "Senior, is everything done? How many copies?"

"I contacted nine people, but only got four sets of data. Do you think they're okay?" As she spoke, Sang Weihong handed several stacks of documents to Huang Xiaochuan.

Huang Xiaochuan quickly took it: "I trust you to handle things, senior. Wait a moment, I'll get you the money."

Huang Xiaochuan tucked the documents under his arm and took out his wallet from his bag. This wallet was made by Yu Xiang using calendar paper for him during the Chinese New Year. It was purely handmade, and he had just received it from Yu Xiang a few days ago.

Huang Xiaochuan took out six hundred-yuan bills from the wallet and handed them to Sang Weihong, but Sang Weihong saw all the money in the wallet.

Sang Weihong took the money and clicked his tongue, saying, "Junior, you just casually carry so much money around like that?"

Huang Xiaochuan had about three or four thousand yuan in cash in his wallet. In 1991, unless you were a self-employed person or a business owner, you wouldn't usually carry that much cash on you. Think about it! Huang Xiaochuan's father only earned a little over three hundred yuan a month, and he would only receive three hundred-yuan bills plus some loose change.

Moreover, this is a school, not a place like the postal or stock market where money isn't valued.

Huang Xiaochuan so blatantly pulled out so much money, which naturally shocked Sang Weihong and confirmed his reputation as a rich tycoon.

Huang Xiaochuan chuckled and made up a random excuse: "I have a lot of relatives at home, and I haven't had time to deposit the New Year's money I received into the bank yet. I'll deposit it later."

"That's right. What if you lose so much money? You're a grown man, shouldn't you be more careful?"

Upon hearing this, Huang Xiaochuan thought, "Why does this sound so awkward? What's our relationship?"

However, Sang Weihong didn't intend to lecture Huang Xiaochuan today, nor did she plan to extort him. She needed to quickly deliver the money to others, because she had to keep her promise. She did this to Huang Xiaochuan, and she would do the same to everyone else.

Having obtained the data, Huang Xiaochuan went into seclusion again, spending his days either in class or at the library. At least the library was warmer than the dormitory, so his hands and feet wouldn't get cold while reading and writing.

After a few days, Huang Xiaochuan will sort, classify, compare and summarize the relevant data obtained from Wu Duoding, Yi, and Sang Weihong, extract some key data and make a data model. At this time, Huang Xiaochuan misses PPT and office software. Now he draws all the diagrams by hand!

Drawing with colored pencils, and having to pay attention to the scale, was incredibly slow. It took him two and a half days to draw the data model, during which he wasted countless sheets of paper and pens. The main problem was that there was no way to erase or correct anything; if he made a mistake, he had to start the whole drawing from scratch.

If we had PowerPoint, it would only take two hours, and it would look beautiful and be easy for anyone to understand. But now? We can only dream about it!

Damn, photocopiers were a precious commodity during that period. Huang Xiaochuan knew where to get copies of contracts because he had printed them before, so he made a special trip to the West Suburbs Hotel to make two copies of all the manuscripts and data models.

That's damn expensive! Just over forty sheets of paper, and they charged a full two hundred dollars and wouldn't even let us bargain. Huang Xiaochuan reluctantly accepted it, since it was a hotel catering to foreign guests and their copying fees were charged in US dollars.

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