Rebirth of the Evil Life

However, because the stock market is so hot, Lin Feng is still obsolete by his relatives. There is no other reason. Although they have been chasing Yi'an Technology, they have not been able to buy the goods. Finally, they watched Yi'an Technology all the way to 105 yuan before eating all the goods, which made relatives who wanted to make a fortune. How not to be annoyed.

Especially after the relatives knew that Lin Feng had been holding 25 hands of Yi'an Technology in his hand and did not sell it, it made them bitter towards Lin Feng, thinking that this nephew was too unkind. He made a fortune in a muffled voice, but didn't tell them these relatives.

This also directly led to Lin Feng being besieged by the elders when he was eating the New Year dinner on the twenty-ninth lunar month. If he hadn't been dragged by his father, Lin Feng would almost leave.

I do know that Yi'an Technology will skyrocket and didn't tell them the exact news, but can you blame me? ——Lin Feng's heart was about to explode. If it weren't for these relatives to spread the news after they heard the news, it would make the city full of storms in a short time, would he change his mouth? Otherwise, if it is allowed to continue, the black hand behind Yi'an Technology will definitely have a "high-level diving" and another "catch-up", which can strike out most retail investors in three or two, and their losses will be even more miserable at that time.

What's more, they are also making money now. Although they all went in at 105 yuan, as long as they sold it at 126 yuan, the profit was still a lot this time, but they were still not satisfied. ——The human heart is not enough to swallow an elephant.

All in all, the reunion dinner on the 29th of the twelfth lunar month was the most depressing reunion dinner that Lin Feng had ever eaten.

The next day is the 30th of the twelfth lunar month. Lin Feng closed the door early and accompanies his father at home to prepare New Year's Eve dinner.

In the evening, after a burst of firecrackers, the New Year’s Eve feast officially began.

"Knock, knock, knock" suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Lin Feng was taken aback, wondering who would knock on the door at this time.

"Big Brother Lin, the younger sister and the girl-girl are here for a New Year dinner." After opening the door, the mother and daughter Huang Shuqi stood outside. Aunt Huang holds a plate of steaming dumplings and a few delicate dishes.

"Haha, please come in quickly, please come in quickly. Xiaofeng and I were too deserted during the Chinese New Year, and you just came to lively and lively." Lin Qixiong laughed and invited Huang Shuqi's mother and daughter in. In previous years, due to the close relationship between the two families, Lin Qixiong would invite Aunt Huang's family to his home on the 30th of the twelfth lunar month to have fun. But after Lin Feng failed the college entrance examination last year, Aunt Huang refused Lin Qixiong's invitation during the Chinese New Year. Therefore, Lin Qixiong did not invite Aunt Huang and his family this year.

"Brother Xiaofeng, happy New Year's Eve!" Huang Shuqi happily jumped in holding a bottle of orange juice. The happiest person today is Huang Shuqi. Last year, because Aunt Huang was banned from coming up, Huang Shuqi had a very dull New Year.

Amidst the deafening sound of firecrackers, the New Year's Eve dinner of the Lin family and the Huang family began.

"Xiaofeng, this cup is from your Aunt Huang to respect you. Thank you for showing your Aunt Huang a way of making money. Otherwise, Aunt Huang doesn't know that Shuqi child will be admitted to college next year. Where can my mother raise money for her? The tuition to go to college." Aunt Huang drank the wine in her hand in one sip.

"You are too polite, Aunt Huang, everyone earns money if you have money!" Lin Feng just smiled and drank the wine in his hand.

"Brother Xiaofeng, this is my respect to you. May your business be prosperous in the new year." Huang Shuqi used orange juice instead of wine and toasted Lin Feng.

"Haha, I also wish you a good university in July next year." Lin Feng drank it.

On New Year's Eve, the two families spent the night happily and warmly. Compared with the reunion dinner on the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, Lin Feng felt that it was a reunion dinner tonight.

The next day, the first day of the new year, Lin Feng didn't want to go door to door to pay a New Year's greetings and suffer because of his relatives burying himself. It's the New Year's Day, which is also the best time for Internet cafes, and they are ready to open their doors early in the morning.

"Congratulations on getting rich, bring the red envelope!"

As soon as the door was opened, a shadow jumped in.

Lin Feng was taken aback for a moment, then he was happy.

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"You are not allowed to laugh. People come to visit Xiaofeng Ge early in the morning. If you don't have a red envelope, you are not allowed to go out!" Huang Shuqi scowled and raised her fist, but after a few seconds, she chuckled.

"Brother Xiaofeng, this is my New Year gift for you." Huang Shuqi took out a piece of paper from behind.

Lin Feng opened it and saw it was a sketch painted with watercolor brushes. In the painting is a brightly lit room, and four people sit warmly and eat dinner together. In the lower right corner of the drawing paper, there is also a pen written with the word "home". If you look closely, you can clearly recognize that the four people in the painting are themselves and their father, as well as Huang Shuqi and Aunt Huang.

"Did you paint this?" Lin Feng exclaimed, "Shuqi, you paint so vividly, I think you can become a painter in the future."

"Hehe!" Huang Shuqi put her hands on her back, sticking out her tongue, and smiled shyly.

Alas, it seems that it is really just as simple as family. ――Lin Feng felt a little bit lost in his heart.

"By the way, come, Shuqi, this is the red envelope from your Xiaofeng brother." Lin Feng put away the painting and took out a red envelope from his arms.

"No, Brother Xiaofeng, this is too much." Huang Shuqi looked at the bulging red envelope and immediately pushed it back.

"Next, you are going to take the college entrance examination in a few months. You can use this money to buy some nutritious food." Lin Feng couldn't allow Huang Shuqi to argue, and forcibly stuffed the red envelope into Huang Shuqi's pocket.

"Okay, I'm going to open a store, study hard!" Lin Feng waved his hand and left.

On the seventh day of the first month, Internet cafes adjusted their prices unanimously, rising from 3 yuan to 4 yuan per hour. However, the price increase can not resist the enthusiasm of the Chinese New Year students to play games. Not long after the door was opened, the Internet cafe was full.

During the Chinese New Year, the students have money in their hands (the New Year's money), and as a result, they occupy the daytime game time. It is not until the overnight and night time that it is the turn of the restless game masters who are waiting early. While these game masters urged the students to go home and sleep quickly, they also made Lin Feng and other Internet cafe owners earn a lot of money.

The New Year's time always passed quickly. Lin Feng stayed at the Internet cafe every day, eating rice cakes and other snacks bought during the Chinese New Year, drinking beverages, and counting banknotes. This life is extremely pleasant. Huang Shuqi also occasionally comes to the Internet cafe to help in her spare time. When she is there, she always laughs constantly, and time flies quickly. Of course, people who are addicted to games often unconsciously gameover.

When the national holiday ended on the seventh day of the first lunar month, Lin Feng settled the accounts. From the New Year to the present, in 42 days, the gross income of seven computers in Linfeng Internet cafes totaled 13,780 yuan. Excluding various taxes, rent, electricity and other expenses of 2,200 yuan, a net profit of 11,580 yuan.

Aunt Huang has five computers in the Internet cafe. The 45-day gross income is 10,180 yuan. Excluding all the expenses of 2,130 yuan, the net profit is 8,050 yuan. Seeing this astonishing number, Aunt Huang was so excited that she was secretly grateful to Lin Feng, and she was more kind to Lin Feng.

However, at this time, the Computer City in Chu City has not yet opened, and Lin Feng and Aunt Huang have not added computers for the time being. Aunt Huang also decided not to repay Lin Feng's 1,000 yuan, but to add a computer first. After all, every additional computer now earns more than 50 yuan in income every day.

However, at this time, Lin Feng's attention has not been placed on the Internet cafes, but has turned to the stock market.

When the market opened on the first day of the new year, Yi'an Technology set its daily limit, and the stock price reached a high price of 115.5 yuan. It's not far from the highest price in Lin Feng's memory.

The daily limit was set on the first day of the new year, which made investors who had hesitated to sell Yi'an Technology stocks become crazy again. There are more people chasing. At this time, there is no reason in the minds of investors, and some are just the rising sun line of Yi'an Technology.

That night, countless stock commentators on TV changed their tone of the previous year, and their wild words on TV also added a catalyst to this madness. This expert predicted that it would rise to 150 yuan, the veteran threatened to exceed 200 yuan, and some so-called financial scholars even boasted that Yi'an Technology would become the world's most expensive stock.

Lin Feng has only two words to describe their behavior-running dogs. These so-called stock review experts must have received the black money from Yi'an Technology, and misled the national investors on TV without conscience.

The stockholders randomly interviewed by the TV station in the stock exchange found that those who bought Yi'an Technology were excited, and those who did not buy it were stomped and annoyed, and threatened to buy Yi'an Technology tomorrow.

Lin Feng shook his head helplessly-don't you know that the stock will not rise forever.