Chapter 14: Stock Account Opening
Just as Chen Pingan was feeling relieved that he didn't have to worry about studying, a familiar figure appeared at the classroom door.
Zhang Lei had arrived.
Zhang Lei appeared at the classroom entrance with a dark expression, his gaze venomous as he looked at Chen Pingan. When Chen Pingan looked back, Zhang Lei made a throat-slitting gesture at him.
Chen Pingan suddenly smiled, lightly uttering two words: "Idiot."
Although he couldn't hear Chen Pingan speak, Zhang Lei clearly guessed what Chen Pingan was saying, and his expression immediately grew even darker.
The class bell rang, and Zhang Lei left with a furious expression.
He would not let Chen Pingan off the hook.
He was going to kill Chen Pingan.
"Is Zhang Lei going to look for trouble with you?" Zhang Yong leaned over and asked.
"Yeah, Zhang Lei is planning to cause trouble for me. Tell me, you're both named Zhang, so how can the difference be so huge?" Chen Pingan said jokingly.
"Of course, there must be a difference. People like Zhang Lei are simply an insult to the Zhang surname," Zhang Yong said, chuckling.
The rest of the day's classes were uneventful, but Chen Pingan found it a bit painful. What he feared most was the teacher calling his name in class and asking him to answer a question.
There were many questions he genuinely didn't know the answer to.
Fortunately, it was already the final sprint stage of the third year of high school, so teachers rarely asked questions, usually just assigning practice problems.
But even the practice problems were difficult.
His memories of high school were from his previous life; how could he remember high school knowledge?
He could only endure the suffering, and finally, he managed to make it to lunch dismissal.
His school was quite humane; students were allowed to go out for lunch during the break.
Without a word, Chen Pingan rode his bicycle out of the school.
Yesterday, he had finalized the decision with Zou Wanhao to borrow money today.
Once the two million loan was deposited, he could start trading stocks.
At that point, he would have his first startup capital.
"Young Brother, you're here."
At Wanhao Cement Factory, Zou Wanhao smiled and greeted the sweating Chen Pingan.
"Big Brother Zou, your place is really hard to find. I even went to the wrong place just now," Chen Pingan said breathlessly, showing no sign of restraint.
Zou Wanhao found Chen Pingan increasingly pleasing to the eye. He felt that the young man in front of him didn't seem like a high school student, but rather someone his own age.
But in reality, Zou Wanhao had already investigated Chen Pingan's identity and confirmed that Chen Pingan was genuinely a third-year high school student.
"I can't help it. I run a cement factory, so I can't exactly be in the city center. Should I arrange a car to take you back later?" Zou Wanhao asked with a smile.
"Let's forget it. I rode my bike here, and it would be inconvenient to take a car back."
"Big Brother Zou, how about we take care of the main business first?" Chen Pingan said with a hint of shyness.
"Alright, I'll listen to you," Zou Wanhao said, laughing heartily.
Zou Wanhao led the way directly to the accountant's office and had the accountant complete the relevant procedures.
Even among close brothers, accounts must be clear, let alone a relationship like theirs.
The fact that Zou Wanhao was willing to lend the money already demonstrated his generosity.
If it were anyone else, would they agree to lend the money?
Moreover, Chen Pingan hadn't expected Zou Wanhao to actually lend him the money in the first place.
Chen Pingan was just trying his luck. If he was willing to lend the money, that was naturally the best outcome; if not, there was nothing he could do.
He would then have to use the 300,000 yuan reward money as startup capital.
But now that he had an extra two million, the speed of making money would be much faster.
With Zou Wanhao's instructions, the accountant quickly completed the procedures.
Chen Pingan received a two-million yuan check, and Zou Wanhao received an IOU personally written by Chen Pingan.
"Big Brother Zou, thank you. I will definitely pay you back in a month," Chen Pingan stated assuredly.
"No need to thank me. I haven't lost anything anyway. After all, with twenty percent interest per month, I'm already making a profit."
"Ping'an, I won't ask what you plan to do with this money, but you must be careful."
"If you can't pay the money back when the time comes, you can't blame me," Zou Wanhao said seriously.
"Don't worry, Big Brother Zou, I have one hundred percent confidence that nothing will go wrong," Chen Pingan said confidently.
"That's good."
"You haven't eaten lunch yet, have you? Want to eat together?" Zou Wanhao asked with a smile.
Chen Pingan glanced at his watch and shook his head, saying, "Let's skip it. I'm in a hurry. If I'm too late, I'll miss it."
"Once this business is done, I'll treat you to a meal—no, I'll treat your whole family to a meal," Chen Pingan said with a laugh.
"No problem, I'll be waiting for you," Zou Wanhao nodded in agreement.
Chen Pingan left the cement factory, feeling extremely excited. His first bucket of capital had finally arrived.
The total was 2.3 million yuan.
2.3 million yuan was certainly nothing to the wealthy, but for Chen Pingan, it was precious first-stage capital.
Holding the check, Chen Pingan immediately headed to Donghai Securities Company.
There were several local securities companies, but he ultimately chose Donghai Securities.
The main reason was that Donghai Securities offered the best service. Other securities companies existed, but their service wasn't as good as Donghai Securities'.
It was already closing time. When Chen Pingan arrived at Donghai Securities, he saw that the Donghai Securities Company office was empty, with only a Young Miss working at the front desk.
"Hello, I'm here to open an account. Can I open one now?" Chen Pingan jogged over and asked.
"I'm sorry, but we can't open accounts now. As you can see, our staff have all gone home. You can come back after 2 PM," the Young Miss at the front desk said with a smile.
"Sister, look, I'm a student, a third-year high school student. When you're working, I'm at school, and when I finish school, you've already finished work."
"If this is the case, I won't be able to open an account at all. So, could you please help me out and find a staff member to process my application?"
"They won't lose anything by processing the account; they even get commission. The more I invest, the higher their income will be."
Chen Pingan said with a flattering expression.
Flattering such a young Young Miss wouldn't hurt.
Qian Xiaoyuan indeed recognized that Chen Pingan was a student, as he was still wearing his school uniform.
But it was the first time she had encountered a student coming to trade stocks.
Qian Xiaoyuan quickly said, "Classmate, stock trading is a high-risk investment, and you are still a student. It would be better not to engage in this kind of investment; the risk is too high."
Chen Pingan calmly took out his ID card and the two-million yuan check.
Then he said, "This is my ID card. I am eighteen years old. Also, this is the investment principal my family prepared for me."
"My parents are also business people, and they plan to cultivate my investment abilities, so they gave me a sum of startup capital."
"Since I'm still attending school, other investments are inconvenient to manage, so I can only practice on the stock market first."
Chen Pingan spoke calmly.
Chen Pingan spoke very calmly, but Qian Xiaoyuan was no longer calm.
She was over twenty years old, and her savings hadn't even reached 20,000 yuan.
Yet, the eighteen-year-old Young Brother in front of her casually pulled out a two-million yuan check.
And it was given to him by his family for investment purposes.
Truly, comparison is the thief of joy, enough to make one die of envy!