A very handsome young man in his twenties, as soon as he made a move, it was five million, and he bought an unpopular stock that everyone looked down on!

This kind of thing, even in a large household, is not common.

While everyone was amazed, they couldn't help but speculate.

Could it be that this kid has a mine at home?

Even if you have a mine at home, don't burn money to play!

"Fool!"

"Little Red Guy!"

"Loser!"

Seeing that they couldn't persuade Yang Fei, the big families scolded them in private, thinking that this person was simply wasting money!

Millions, what stock are you bad to buy?

Just buy a few stocks, there are ups and downs, and you won't lose everything, so you have to jump off the building at a loss, right?

This guy is good, as soon as he enters the big house, he will bet more than 5 million on a garbage stock!

The big golden tooth shook his head and said with a regretful face: "It's a pity, a good offspring is just like that." This junk stock has been falling for a few months, and who is still buying it?"

Someone laughed and said, "Maybe, people want to save this garbage stock by themselves?"

"Rescue?" the Great Golden Tooth sneered, "unless he's a living immortal!"

"Hahaha, let's see how long he can hold on, and whether he will jump off the building in the future!" everyone made up their minds.

After Yang Fei entered the big house, the first transaction shocked other big households.

This multi-million transaction made Yang Fei instantly a "celebrity" in a big household.

Big investors will discuss the stock market with each other.

Most of the people who can enter the big room are the bigwigs of one party, or the owners of the business, and the discussion is discussed, and in the end they still have their own opinions, and no one can convince anyone.

Although they have people who buy any stock, there is one thing that surprisingly agrees, that is, Yanzhong stock is not worth buying.

Everyone saw that this new young man, who has no big brother and no BB machine, wears an ordinary white T-shirt, and does not look like a multimillionaire, let alone those senior stockholders in suits and leather shoes.

In this era, what is crazier than qigong fever is stock speculation fever.

In society, in addition to qigong masters, there are also crazy, epilepsy, and stock demons.

Of course, there is also an occasional stock god.

After the initial strong reaction, there were big discussions that there was someone behind Yang Fei, perhaps a wealthy man's trader.

Yang Fei finished trading and looked at the analysis curve on the computer.

At this time, near noon, a middle-aged woman with a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old came in with many boxed lunches.

"Boxed lunches, boxed lunches. The woman shouted loudly.

The big ones didn't go back at noon, so they ate inside and continued to study stocks.

Yang Fei asked, "How do you sell boxed lunches?"

"Good three yuan, a little worse, only two yuan. Little brother, how many dollars do you want?" the woman Shang Haihai had a strong accent and a hint of teasing.

"Hey, Li Jiao'e, how do you know that someone else's is a little brother?

"Big Golden Tooth, you don't have to talk to me, you haven't settled the food for me these days! ”

"Hey, who is my big gold tooth? Starting from the three major securities dealers, I am the old man of the big family! Wanguo, Shenyin, Haitong, which company doesn't know my big gold tooth? Up to now, some big families have jumped off the building, some have gone to the street to sell newspapers, and only my big gold tooth is still strong! I will send you money for a box lunch? Funny!"

Yang Fei bought a three-yuan boxed lunch and asked casually, "How many boxed lunches did you sell today?" Which one sells more than three-yuan or two-yuan?"

"What? Do you want to rob me of my business?" Li Jiao'e chuckled, "I think back then, I also mixed up in a big house! If it weren't for the loss, I wouldn't have sold boxed lunches!"

Yang Fei said lightly: "Don't worry, I don't have this mind." I just want to see the stock market from the lunch box you sell. ”

"You little brother, it's really interesting, a boxed lunch is a boxed lunch, how can you see the market of stocks?" Li Jiao'e took the money and handed over a boxed lunch, "Little brother, eat your boxed lunch, look at your computer!"

"When people in the stock market make money, they will buy your three-yuan boxed lunches to eat, and if they lose, they can only buy two-yuan boxed lunches to eat. From the sales of your daily box lunches, you can see the weather in the stock market. ”

Li Jiao'e stopped laughing, and looked at Yang Fei with very strange eyes, she felt that this person was either crazy or stupid.

The girl behind her took out a small notebook with the word "composition" written on the cover, handed it to Yang Fei, and said, "The boxed lunches we sell every day are all counted on it." ”

Yang Fei reached out to take it, but she retracted her hand.

"It's okay to show you, but you're going to give me money. The girl's good-looking eyes flashed with shrewdness.

"Well, how much do you want?" Yang Fei asked with a smile.

"Ten pieces!" the girl boldly held out a finger.

Now many factories are laying off workers, and the workers who have not been laid off will only have a monthly salary of 250 or 60 yuan, and she will ask for 10 yuan when she opens her mouth, which is indeed not low.

"Yes. Yang Fei took out thirteen yuan and handed it to her, "This is the money for the lunch box and the money for this small book." Little sister, aren't you going to school?"

"I'm graduating from high school!"

Yang Fei was stunned and said with a smile: "You have a baby face! ”

"I'm only seventeen and a half years old, isn't I a little girl?"

"You didn't get into college?"

"Who said I didn't get in? I just don't want to study!"

Yang Fei smiled and looked through her small notebook.

While eating, Da Jinya smiled and said, "Li Jiao'e, your daughter Chen Chun is more business-friendly than you." Helped you earn ten bucks again. ”

Chen Chun pouted: "She is her, I am me, and the money I earn is my pocket money." ”

Yang Fei looked at the notebook, drawing curves on the white paper, and said with a smile: "Your name is Chen Chun? Do you want to make money? In the future, you give me the number of lunch boxes sold by your mother every day, and I will give you ten yuan a day." ”

"Really?" Chen Chun's eyes lit up, and he counted Xiao Jiujiu in his heart, ten yuan a day, three hundred yuan a month, which is equivalent to a worker's salary, and it is so easy and easy.

Yang Fei snorted.

"That's a hook!" Chen Chun said, really stretching out the little finger of his right hand.

Yang Fei smiled, shook his head, and pulled his fingers with her.

Chen Chun sang seriously: "Pull the hook, hang yourself, for a hundred years, you must not change!"

"I'm going to die!" Li Jiao'e patted her daughter on the back of the neck, "Give me the money." ”

"Why did I give you the money I earned by my ability?" Chen Chun naughtily shook off his hand, turned around and ran.

"This girl, I'm really looking for death!" Li Jiao'e picked up the unsold lunch box and chased after her.

Yang Fei looked at the curves drawn and pondered slightly.

A smell of the boss's smoke rushed to my nose.

Yang Fei raised his head and saw the yellow and clear front teeth of the big gold tooth.

"Hey, little brother, where are you researching stocks?"

"The lunch box index, you can watch it if you want. Yang Fei said generously.

"What can you see from a few box lunches?" said Big Golden Tooth with a disapproving expression.

Yang Fei smiled indifferently, thinking to himself that you are a big old man with a mining background, and you won't understand the secret of the lunch index.