Rebirth of the Financial Overlord

　　Shen Jiannan is certainly not neurotic.

　　 He just took it for granted.

　　 He would be very polite if he needed Lu Shu's help before leaving the country, but now in his eyes it would be very polite if Lu Shu needed his help.

　　 The situation is stronger than people, and I am going crazy. This is the reason.

　　 Of course.

　　 March 5th.

　　 Hong Kong Securities Exchange Center.

　　 A huge integrated LCD screen was hung in the center of the trading center, and hundreds of traders in red vests sat on the trading seats.

　　 "Ring Ling Ling."

　　 "Introduce new technology and make 500 shares."

　　 "Pop, papa!"

　　 "00231, sell one thousand shares."

　　 "Pop, papa!"

　　 "Anda, sell three hundred shares."

　　 "......"

　　 "......"

　　 Amidst the sound of telephone calls, shouts, loud noises, and the crackling of the keyboard, one after another small white papers flew around in the sky.

　　 is a bit like a vegetable market, or more chaotic than a vegetable market.

　　If you don’t see it with your own eyes, no one will believe that the securities trading center, known as the wealth center, looks like this.

　　 The face of the trader does not have the huge coldness in the legend, and all of them have uncontrollable madness, excitement, or depression.

　　 Because they are playing games with demons that everyone in the world can't resist.

　　 This devil is money.

　　 "Rise, rise, rise..."

　　 "Fall, fall, fall..."

　　 "Haha, I really got up."

　　 "Hongjiachang!"

　　 "......"

　　 Outside the isolation area of ​​the trading center, countless people screamed frantically at the large central screen.

　　 Some people shouted up, others shouted down.

　　 Whenever the numbers on the big screen change, some people laugh uncontrollably on their faces, while others scold their mothers unbearably.

　　The rise and fall means that a huge profit or loss has been made in just a few seconds.

　　 3645, 3655, 3648...

　　 The whole hall is filled with a frenzy of excitement. Driven by the devil of money, people's adrenal glands are swaying excitement and tension without money.

　　 is more exciting than taking drugs, and there is never a period of decline in efficacy.

　　 Emotions are very contagious, so Lu Shu is also very nervous. When he sees the people around him constantly yelling, when he sees the crazy changes of numbers on the big screen, he becomes nervous beyond his control.

　　Because he didn't know whether Shen Jiannan asked him to go long or sell short, because he didn't know whether to lose or gain after opening a position.

　　 trying to conceal his nervousness, Lu Shu spoke to Shen Jiannan who was looking at a piece of paper.

　　 "Mr. Shen, let's buy or sell short."

　　 Long or short?

　　 This is nothing to consider.

　　In the history of the Hang Seng Index, there has been a constant upward trend, so that its peak has risen to more than 34,000 points.

　　 Can you make more money?

　　 can't.

　　Although the Hang Seng Index will rise all the way to more than 30,000 points in the future, there will inevitably be countless repetitions in it. If you rush to go long, it is no different from gambling.

　　 Putting down the historical trend chart printed out in his hand, Shen Jiannan asked with a smile.

　　 "Brother Lu, have you ever been to Boran Street in Hong Kong for so long."

　　 "......"

　　 Lu Shu looked speechless.

　　 Bolan Street, of course, he has been to play. Two days ago, taking Shen Jiannan and Peng San for a stroll was subconsciously choosing the most familiar place.

　　 But what time is it now to talk about it inexplicably, Lu Shu feels that Shen Jiannan is insane.

　　 Shen Jiannan knew very well what Lu Shu thought.

　　 So he sympathizes with Lu Shu, the stock that has been playing for a year is still a green wheat seedling state vegetable.

　　 "Brother Lu, let me send you a word, if you want to make money here, you can't be a lady."

　　 After thinking about it, Shen Jiannan said again.

　　 "It's not right. If you want to make money here, you can be a lady, but you can't be the young ladies who stand on Borlan Street."

　　 "Because here, the more you do, the more you earn."

　　 Lu Shu's eyes moved.

　　 He discovered that Shen Jiannan's words were rough but not rough.

　　 "I have money to make money, so don't worry."

　　 After finishing speaking, Shen Jiannan didn't bother to pay attention to the boss he should be holding carefully and studied the trend chart in his hand.

　　 Within three trading days, the highest point of the Hang Seng Index has been fluctuating at 10 points at 3670, while the lowest point has been around 3600. This means that if you buy, you can either buy near 3600 or buy above 3670.

　　 "Rise, rise, rise..."

　　 "Fall, fall, fall..."

　　 In the crazy shouts, Lu Shu didn't realize that his tension was gone.

　　 He has an unspeakable illusion.

　　 It was like, it was like Shen Jiannan in front of him was incompatible with this world.

　　 Why do you feel this way?

　　 Soon, Lu Shu realized why he felt this way.

　　 There is a mess around, whether it is onlookers, traders or traders on the floor, whether they are dressed rich or poor, the expressions on everyone's face are different. There is excitement, excitement, madness, and depression. Almost everyone's emotions are written on their faces.

　　 This is very abnormal.

　　If it were in normal times, everyone's emotions would not be so obvious. And here, the emotions in people's hearts seem to be infinitely amplified.

　　 amplified emotions.

　　 Lu Shu didn't realize this. He didn't realize that people are being infinitely released under the stimulation of the devil of money, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com. But he realized another point, and realized why he felt that Shen Jiannan was different from this world.

　　 Shen Jiannan’s smile was too weak, and his eyes were too calm.

　　 can't see his indifferent smile and calmness on anyone around.

　　 "Because here, the more you do, the more you earn."

　　 Lu Shu seems to understand something, and it seems to understand everything.

　　 It is naturally impossible for Shen Jiannan to know the thoughts in Lu Shu's mind. He had only one thought in his mind when he looked at the chaotic crowd around him.

　　 Lots of fresh leeks!

There have been many trading masters in the financial history of the United States for more than one hundred years, but no matter the few that passed by like a meteor or the two that Enron to the last, no one has ever reached the peak by high-frequency trading. .

　　 History cannot be wrong.

　　 The reasons for failure are different, but the reasons for success are the same.

　　 But it is obvious that the people screaming frantically in the arena are high-frequency speculators.

　　 From the final result of history, none of the high-frequency speculators has finally reached the pinnacle.

　　 The market is a sword.

　　 If it fails, it becomes a leek.

　　 "Haha, I have risen. I have risen...!"

　　 Suddenly, the atmosphere in the trading center became crazy, and even the red vest of the trading center stood up and shouted.

　　 On the big screen, the Hang Seng Index suddenly soared, rising by 30 points in one second.

　　 Shen Jiannan feels a little regretful. If the Hang Seng Index reaches its lowest point in three days is the best chance, but now, he still has to enter the market.

　　 "Brother Lu. 3670 Zhato five hands."