"Then I'll go to the Far East to see you next Monday." Liang Xin listened to Gao Xian's opinions very simply, "Mr. Gao, I have to continue to trouble you. First, I'm still unfamiliar with stocks. Second, my working hours are tight recently, and I can't keep staring at stocks." "No problem, we continue to cooperate happily." Gao Xian said tentatively, "Miss Liang, when you come to the Far East meeting the day after tomorrow, can you inform your trusted media friends?" Liang Xin, who understood it, smiled brightly. "Do you advertise for you? You really don't miss any publicity opportunities." Gao Xian smiled and didn't deny it. He didn't advertise for himself, but it's not necessary to explain everything to Liang Xin. After dinner, Gao Xian saw Liang Xin on the bus. When he met the newsstand, he casually asked, "has today's Ming Pao evening news arrived?" "It's fast today." the stall owner pointed to Gao Xian quickly.
When the article with Gao Xian's real name on the economic edition of Ming Pao evening news came into view, Gao Xian couldn't help laughing, then handed it to Liang Xin and said to the stall owner at the same time; "I want two copies of tomorrow evening news." …… Turning around, Gao Xian, who continued to live in the office, was surprised to find that Li Fuzhao didn't come. This phenomenon is too rare. Gao Xian spent this day in the library. He wanted to prepare an industry report that could really touch the leaders of Xiangjiang textile industry.
When the Monday leading the new trading week came, Gao Xian keenly felt that today's stock market might be a little different. One of the evidences is that the brokers in the trading hall are particularly active, and even one of the accomplished stock experts, Xiang Zhiqiu, specializes in finding Gaoxian to chat.