laughing proudly

I really don’t know if I don’t say it, I’m startled when I say it.

The thin monkey-like Huang Shiren Huang made Jia Kongtao and Xiong Erbi feel ashamed. Just now he was boastful and looked down on Yang Wei who was facing him with half his eyes. Now it seems that he is a little obsessed.

"We have something to do, you are busy!" Jia Kongtao stood up and left.

Xiong Erbi at the side tugged at him, pouted at Yang Wei, and whispered, "Written documents?"

Jia Kongtao understood that when he got excited just now, he made a two-five-sighted written statement that it would be impossible for this thing not to come back.

"Brother Yang, can you take a look at the evidence?"

Yang Wei smiled, stretched out his hand, and was about to return the paper to him. At this moment, Mi Lier jumped over, reached out and grabbed the paper in his hand, and then stuffed it into the satchel, saying unforgivingly : "Both managers, thank you... If you have nothing to do, can you send it away?"

Yes, close the door!

Jia Kongtao and Xiong Erbi walked away with Huang Shiren's support like roosters who had lost their fight.

"Lily, I'll go to the retail store to have a look." Yang Wei said after kissing the little boo.

"Get out!" Millie responded eagerly.

......

The retail investor hall is extremely lively, because the market has been good during this period, and the government has lowered interest rates and stamp duties in the first few days. Therefore, the stock market rebounded quite vigorously. In just a few days, the stock index has been a series of big positive lines, and it has broken through the suppression of the half-year line from a technical point of view.

Anyone who speculates in stocks knows that the half-year line has always been called the lifeline or the bull-bear line. The support or suppression of this line is the only criterion for a bull market or a bear market.

As soon as Yang Wei arrived at the lobby on the first floor, he heard a person talking and laughing at the top of his voice. He didn't need to ask to know that it was Fan Jianqiang.

"Everyone, let me tell you that stock trading is a science. Some people are young but have profound knowledge. Most of them spend their entire lives in a daze and can't make a name for themselves. Don't believe me..." Fan The strong and big eyeballs rattled and looked around. He knew that there were some dissatisfaction, but it didn't affect his interest in continuing to blow. Who would let Bate Biological continue to raise the limit? There was no way.

"That old comrade, why aren't you unhappy?" Fan Jianqiang pointed to an older investor and said, "Let's just say that you have a Sichuan Changhong for several years, and I told you to cut it out immediately. If you don’t listen, it’s better now, the stock index has risen like this, your Changhong is not red, it’s still so green!”

"In my opinion, this Changhong River flows eastward, and it will not turn back if it is less than five yuan!" Fan Jianqiang added.

The old man who was said to have been tortured by the stock market was short of energy and blood, and his face was pale. When Fan Qiangqiang said it in front of so many people, he was angry and ashamed, and he choked up, and his body fell to the ground. Then lean up.

"what!"

With a scream, the old man's body was firmly pressed against Song Guang's body. Song Guang was originally a little condensed. Although the old man lacked energy and blood, he was a big skeleton, and he weighed more than 150 catties.

It was also thanks to Song Guang playing by ear, otherwise the old man would have hit the back of his head on the concrete floor, which would have killed him, and Fan Jianqiang was also in a cold sweat.

"How?" Everyone asked.

"I have Suxiao Jiuxin Pill!" Fan Qiangqiang rushed over and said.

"Quick, pick up your mouth, and feed the Suxiao Jiuxin Pill!"

After a while of people's busy work, the old man finally let out a long breath, slowly opened his eyes, looked at Fan Qiangqiang in front of him with a faint peripheral vision, raised his hand and grumbled, and squeezed out a few words for a long time. large characters.

"You kid can't give birth by mouth?"

Fan Qiangqiang nodded, supported the old man with his hands, and comforted him, "I said, we must prepare quick-acting heart-rescuing pills in our stock pockets, it's really useful!"

The old man tilted his head slowly, just in time to see Yang Wei approaching, and immediately became energetic. A carp jumped up from Song Guang's body, stepped forward and grabbed Yang Wei's hand, shaking it vigorously, "Brother Stock God, what do you say about my Sichuan Changhong? I am determined to listen to you now."

Yang Wei was nervous, and quickly said: "Grandpa, Sichuan Changhong can also rise, just wait patiently."

"Can it be raised to 60 yuan?"

joke!Yang Wei was so angry, what was he thinking?I still want to return 60 yuan for this stock. Isn't this daydreaming?

"Grandpa, 60 yuan is definitely out of reach."

"What about 50 yuan?"

"I can't see you!"

"40 yuan?"

"It's a great face to get to 15 yuan!" Yang Wei replied.

The old man doubled his eyelids, looked at the quotation on the big screen, and saw that the price of Sichuan Changhong was only 11 yuan, just kidding, can it be 15 yuan?

The old man persisted and said: "I will sell this ticket now, you tell me a ticket, and I will keep it for the rest of my life!"

Yang Wei looked at it, and said in his heart, can you spend a lifetime with a body like yours?But when people asked, I couldn't help but say it.

"You should buy Kweichow Moutai!" Yang Wei said.

"Hiss~~~" The old man hesitated for a moment, obviously, this ticket is a bit expensive, a bit beyond the price in his heart.

Yang Wei said: "Grandpa, in fact, the stock price is not a problem. You can buy less expensive tickets. The market value is the same, and the ratio of rise and fall is also the same."

The old man scratched the back of his head, seemingly thoughtful.

At this time, Fan Jianqiang understood again, and said as if he understood: "Let me tell you, it doesn't matter how high or low the stock price is, what matters is the percentage increase, as long as your percentage is the same, it's fine, do you understand?"

"I know!" The old man stared at him, and Fan Jianqiang gasped in fright and dared not speak. The old man continued to look at Yang Wei, trying to find the answer from the stock god.

Yang Wei said: "I think Moutai is still a very good variety, which is very suitable for investors like you. As long as you hold it for a long time, it will be difficult to make money. Grandpa, buy it!"

"it is good!"

To be honest, Sichuan Changhong suffered a lot of losses, and it is really difficult to cut the meat out of the game, but if you don’t sell, you can only watch the losses, and the losses are endless. With the support of Yang Wei, the old man finally came to the trading machine A few days ago, he took out his trading card and opened his account with a "Zhila". Yang Wei looked at it, good guy, the old man's loss was not at 01:30, but a full 20 yuan.

No way, the stock market has always been sympathetic, let alone an old man?

"Brother Stock God, can I sell it?" The old man turned around and asked unwillingly.

"Hey," Yang Wei sighed for a long time, nodded and said, "Sell it, before Moutai's price rises."