Chapter 156 What? Do you want to rebel? (Seeking monthly votes)

Across the Ocean, Chicago
In a simple office, several operators walked into the office lazily.

Among these people, most are Chinese, and there are also some Southeast Asians.

They are the traders that Charter King paired with Li Changhe, and they have been here for almost half a year now.

After a few people came in, they picked up the phone first without a doubt.

"Hello, please tell me today's silver trading price."

This is their daily routine.

Futures trading in 1979 was far less convenient and easy than it is today.

In the era without the Internet, information transmission in futures trading was very cumbersome.

In the exchange, there is a display screen with quotes on it, but these are just displayed prices.

The real quotation needs to be shouted!

That’s right, it’s a circle of sofas, and in the middle stands a quoter who constantly calls out the latest prices.

Then those sitting on the sofas around are usually representatives from major securities companies, who are responsible for recording prices.

After recording the price, the company's business personnel will quickly transmit the price to a landline booth farther away, which has a telephone and reports the price to the securities company at all times.

Traders like those arranged by Bao Yugang keep listening to quotes from securities companies.

Why does the futures market take a fifteen-minute break every two and a half hours in the morning and afternoon sessions? The reason is that the quoters and the people who listen to the prices need to go to the bathroom to take a break.

Of course, in addition to shouting prices, quoters also have special hand gestures to represent prices. After all, just shouting is not enough.

Therefore, futures trading at that time was actually very cumbersome, and was far less convenient than typing on a keyboard in later generations.

This is also the reason why Li Changhe must seek help from a big shot like Bao Yugang.

In addition to the cumbersome trading method of futures, another reason is the flow of funds.

If Li Changhe handled it himself, even if he made money, it would be very troublesome to transfer large sums of money across borders.

Bao Yugang can solve this problem perfectly. His Global Shipping is itself an international freight company. It can be said that it has transfer accounts and offices in important freight countries and cities around the world.

The transfer priority of global freight companies like them is very high, including review standards and loan channels.

Transferring large amounts of funds is not difficult for them.

"I just heard the price, it has risen to 8.2 dollars, it's a big increase, do you want to buy it, boss?"

After hanging up the phone, a Chinese trader said with a smile.

Normally, their work is very busy and they need to make calls constantly to buy or sell.

Because most traders who do futures trading often need futures hedging.

The so-called hedging means buying and selling at the same time. For example, Li Changhe now holds 800 silver futures contracts, but this contract is from November 78. In November 11, this contract will expire. At that time, the contract must be delivered in cash or in kind.

Under normal circumstances, futures traders would sell half of these 800 contracts and purchase 400 new contracts for May 79.

In this way, even if the price of the old contract falls, he will only lose the part of the old contract. The new contract has enough time to bet on a future increase and then offset the loss.

This is the principle of futures hedging, but for some people at the moment, they do not seem to need futures hedging, because the other party has not given any instructions and seems to have been holding on to the full position.

"Potter, this is not something you should be thinking about. Now wait for me to call the boss and wait for instructions."

The head of their team then scolded the trader and continued the call.

Because of the time difference, it is already night in Hong Kong Island.

In Central, the famous Mandarin Hotel will be renamed Mandarin Oriental Hotel in the future.

This hotel, which opened in 1963, was also the first hotel in Hong Kong Island to have direct dial telephones in all rooms.

That is to say, he can make and receive international calls directly from his room without going through the front desk.

At this moment, in a private room, a young man with ordinary face and short stature was resting on the bed.

"Hey!"

"boss"

Hearing the voice on the other end of the phone, the young man opened his eyes and his brain regained clarity.

"speak!"

"Today's latest silver price is $8.2. Do you want to buy it, boss?"

"No need, keep holding on!"

After hanging up the phone, the young man came to the desk, opened his notebook, and solemnly wrote down an 8.2 on it!

The notebook is filled with records of daily silver quotes.

Although the increase has been close to 50%, the price has not yet reached the red line given by that gentleman, and the time has not arrived yet, so it cannot be sold.

Moreover, for this price, there is no need to notify him urgently. You can inform the gentleman during the day.
After finishing the record, he returned to the bed next to him, but this time he was not very sleepy.

He has been living in this hotel for almost half a year, ever since Mr. Bao arranged for him to work here.

As Mr. Bao's personal financial investment advisor, he was actually very curious about who was the person giving the orders behind the scenes.

Because judging from the way he operated, it was obvious that the other party was a novice, a newcomer to the industry.

But such a person issued the highest orders, and all the orders came from Mr. Bao's company.

In other words, in Mr. Bao’s company, the person with the highest command is the one issuing the orders?

But why once a week?

Learning and teaching at the same time?
But the increase has exceeded 50%, why not take action?
Should I continue to hold it?

Do you want to persuade Mr. Bao?

The young man sat there and continued to ponder.

He has been thinking about these things more and more recently.

Of course, he didn't know that Bao Yugang's office was actually just a transit station and the real instructions came from the mainland.

At the same time, Li Changhe, who was far away in the capital, did not know that the fluctuation of silver had already begun.

He is reviewing the manuscript at the moment.

What he reviewed was the manuscript on the rise of great powers, which was not submitted by a single individual but by various groups.

After Li Changhe gave them a sample, the original national teams had a template, and it became naturally easier to write.

One person sees the shortcomings and two people see the strengths. There are often several people in their group, some polish the text, some check the data, and some organize the entry points.

With such dedicated cooperation, the manuscript of "The Rise of Great Powers" will be submitted soon.

Li Changhe has already reviewed the chapters on the Netherlands, Spain and Portugal.

The main reason is that although these three small countries are considered big countries, their economic models and impact cycles are actually relatively weak.

Compared with several other countries, these three countries have all benefited from the dividends of being the first to take the lead in global maritime trade. They are like pigs standing on the wind and have taken off.

Of course, there were some pigs with some abilities, so Li Changhe included them in the count.

For these three countries, Li Changhe gave them a unified title.

[The bloody accumulation of primitive capital]

In addition, Li Changhe also completed the second part of the portrayal of the Soviet Union, which Li Changhe named "Destruction and Rebirth".

In fact, it tells the story of the economic fluctuations of the Soviet Union between World War II.

The word count of the two manuscripts is actually almost the same. Li Changhe is just considering which one to send out first.

Just as Li Changhe was thinking, Wang Jian walked in with a large bag of letters.

"Look, there are letters from students from other schools again. Most of them are addressed to your Rise of Great Powers group."

"Changhe, this [Rise of Great Powers] series you made is really good."

Wang Jian couldn't help but say with emotion at this time.

At first, he just thought that the magazine was popular, and the rise of a great power was also popular, all because of everyone's good work.

But after receiving many letters from classmates from other schools, Wang Jian realized that Jacky Cheung was quite popular, but The Rise of Great Powers was even more popular.

Eight out of ten letters discuss the rise of great powers. Here comes another big batch.

"It's still the same old rule. Let them open the letters and reply if they have something to say."

"Lao Wang, what I'm thinking about now is, which of the two manuscripts I have should be published first?"

Li Changhe was a little hesitant, not knowing whether he should publish the second part about the Soviet Union first, or the part about the Netherlands first.

So, when Wang Jian came, he asked casually.

Wang Jian smiled, then said seriously: "If you ask me, just publish them all."

"Let's just publish a special issue on [The Rise of Great Powers] and finish this series first."

"Don't talk about them. Now all the students in our department are very interested and are waiting for the follow-up."

"Every day there are people from various groups who want to join us and help out. Every day there are people who come to us to sign up."

"Under such circumstances, not many people are willing to write other types of manuscripts. Xiaofeng, Lao Tao, Yi Gang, Haiwen, Liu Wei, Shuanglin, Yingtao, Jingquan, you name it, let's be honest, those diligent and studious people in our department are all working overtime on this [Rise of Great Powers]"

"So if you ask me, just publish this first and talk about it later!"

"Okay, then we'll publish a special issue and publish all the manuscripts that have passed the review."

Li Changhe nodded and agreed with Wang Jian's statement.

"By the way, Changhe, there is one more thing. Listen and see what happens."

"Recently, students from the economics departments of several schools have written to us. Inspired by our Xueyou magazine, they also want to submit articles to us."

"Then vote!"

Li Changhe nodded and said nonchalantly.

"No, no, no, listen to me, if it's just a submission, I won't even ask you!"

"The main thing is that they want to join us and upgrade it further. Several schools jointly launched an initiative to establish a national federation of college students' economic groups and upgrade our magazine to a newspaper called the National College Student Economics Journal, which will be distributed to college students across the country. What do you think?"

"What do I think?"

Li Changhe looked at Wang Jian speechlessly. This guy was flattered by his achievements.

"Dude, I think you want to rebel!"

"Rebellion? Why would I rebel? Changhe, I'm serious."

Wang Jian looked confused but still wanted to have a serious talk with Li Changhe.

Li Changhe looked at him as if he were an idiot.

"You are now setting up a student group, creating a newspaper, and connecting college students across the country."

"Think about what you are doing. Did anyone do the same thing 70 years ago?"

"Aren't you using the exact same tactics? I'm telling you, I'm a candidate for D-level membership, wait for me to report you!"

Li Changhe said to Wang Jian seriously.

At this time, Wang Jian's face turned pale.

"Fuck, I really didn't mean that, I..."

He finally reacted at this time.

"You're a Peking University student, but you don't know anything about the origin of this place?"

"Don't mess around with this. Just run a magazine honestly. Why do you want to publish a college student newspaper? Are you dreaming?"

"Go, and honestly print these manuscripts and prepare for distribution. All other requests will be rejected."

Li Changhe threw the manuscript to Wang Jian, who was still a little dazed at that moment.

"Changhe, you won't report me, right?"

"I was just teasing you. I didn't want to report you. I just wanted you to wake up and stop thinking about unnecessary things. You get carried away when people praise you."

"If anyone in the magazine continues to promote this for you, just scare them with the words I just said."

"Everyone is so full that they have no idea what's going on."

"The student union leaders of those schools are also idiots. They dare to form alliances when they are impulsive."

Li Changhe cursed speechlessly.

"Changhe, you should say so. Not only our classmates, but also the literature club seems to be doing this."

"I heard that literary societies from more than a dozen schools, including Sun Yat-sen University, Renmin University, Beijing Normal University, and the Broadcasting Institute, are going to participate. Many clubs from other schools are preparing to gather here."

Wang Jian said cautiously.

Li Changhe was slightly stunned when he heard this: "The Literature Society also organizes this kind of national alliance, how come I don't know about it?"

"You've been busy writing materials for 'The Rise of Great Powers' lately, and you don't participate in any of the literature club's activities. They all assume that you're just a figurehead."

Li Changhe sighed. Yes, he really didn’t participate much in the recent affairs of the literature club.

"Forget it, I'll go find Chen Jiangong!"

Li Changhe then stood up and went to the literature club not far away.

There were not many people in the literature club at that time, including two girls and one boy.

Li Changhe knew two girls, one was Wang Xiaoping and the other was Cha Jianying.

It is said that Wang Xiaoping used to play with another girl, Zhang Yunlan, but since Her Majesty the Queen visited the Weiming Lake Stone Boat, the two girls seemed to rarely play together.

Wang Xiaoping and Cha Jianying have joined forces, and now they are review editors of the fiction group.

"Hey, isn't this our President Changhe? I hope you have time to come and visit us today."

Cha Jianying is a pretty girl, but she has a very sharp tongue.

Li Changhe was too lazy to pay attention to her and asked Wang Xiaoping, "Where is Chen Jiangong?"

"Jiangong went to Dongsishitiao today to attend the poetry reading of Today magazine. What happened? Do you have something to talk to him about?"

"I heard that our literary club is going to jointly publish a national publication with more than a dozen schools?"

Li Changhe continued to ask Wang Xiaoping at this time.

"Yes, we are planning to publish a magazine for college students nationwide. The literary clubs of thirteen schools are jointly organizing it."

“Does the school know?”

Li Changhe asked curiously.

"Of course they know. Some of them are very supportive. For example, the president of Wuhan University promised to approve a sum of money for our initial funding."

"Why else do you think their representatives could come to the capital?"

Wang Xiaoping said this with a smile, and seemed very proud of this matter.

Li Changhe sighed when he heard this.

Are these principals really talented? Are they so fond of the literary club?

With this level of support, it would probably be useless for him to oppose it.

These people really have no sensitivity at all!

"It's okay, let's go!"

Li Changhe waved his hand and left in disinterest.

"What's wrong with him? He seems a little unhappy?"

Wang Xiaoping asked hesitantly.

Cha Jianying curled her lips: "Who knows? Maybe it's because his opinion was not sought, or maybe he feels that he has no say in this group? I'm too lazy to care about him."

"Come on, Liu Zhenyun, I think you need to make some more changes to this part of your novel."

At this time, Cha Jianying continued to talk to his junior brother Liu Zhenyun from Class 78 about the problems with this submission.

Liu Zhenyun was looking at Li Changhe's back, thoughtfully.

It turns out that was the famous Li Changhe!

(I'm too lazy to wait until the evening, so I'll post it right after I finish writing it. Please give me a monthly vote. I think we can move up a notch.)
(End of this chapter)