Section 223 Continuation of the game

Ji Lingfang lowered her head and was silent, she could see that she was in deep thought, and the two of them didn't want to say anything too much, so it took a long time for Ji Lingfang to say: "Can there be a big market? I heard in the stock review program that this is a wash, and there will be a very big opportunity next year." ”

"At the very least, there should be a move to reduce positions. Yang Jiahui said.

"Hmm!"

"It's starting to fall again, and today I bought it pretty strong, hehe. Zhang Jun sat in his chair and looked at the constantly beating numbers, and he pointed to the plate and said.

Just between their small talk, the stock index fluctuated violently again, Yang Jiahui glanced at it and said, "The stock I just bought is finished again, haha!"

At this time, I heard the noise in the corridor outside, and a few people walked out of the house and looked at the sound, it turned out that those people were besieging Manager Zhou, and at this time Manager Zhou had been beaten to the ground, he kept begging, but those people seemed to be angry, and the people around him really couldn't look at it, one of the older people squeezed in front of him and stopped him with his hand and said: "Don't fight, if someone dies, it will be difficult to do, let him be allowed for a few more days!" Several creditors looked at each other for a while, and they also felt that some of them left in a huff.

Manager Zhou was lying on the ground and kept rolling, his face was already covered with blood, but fortunately, the people around him helped him into the house, Ji Lingfang stuck out his tongue, and then said to the two people: "I'll also go back and take a look, and think about whether to use some of them." ”

The two men smiled and went back into the room, closed the door and squeezed into a chair to look at the stock they had just bought. I saw that these two stocks were adjusting downward without exception, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

There was no one in the room, and Zhang Jun's mind was not on the stock, although his eyes were still looking at the plate, and his ears were still listening to Yang Jiahui's solution, but his hands were engaged in another set of actions.

"Don't touch it, it's annoying!"

Yang Jiahui gently slapped his hand that had reached in, Zhang Jun smiled and said, "I'm a little cold, I just want to be warm!"

"Hmph, I'm not going to be with you!"

After Yang Jiahui finished speaking, she got up and returned to the sofa, looking at her delicate appearance, Zhang Jun was even more anxious in his heart, he sat on the sofa and gently hugged her, and said a numb language .......

Approaching the close of noon, the stock index has fallen by dozens of points, and the individual stocks are also falling more and rising less, and the two of them lingered in the house for a long time and felt a little hungry, Zhang Jun said: "Jiahui, you are waiting here, I'll buy two lunch boxes and come back, okay?"

"Go ahead!"

Every noon, there will always be some vendors selling lunch outside the trading hall, and today is no exception, Zhang Junxing hurriedly came to the door, asked for two boxes of lunches, and just turned around to go back, he heard several hawkers complaining to each other.

"Hey, I used to earn 200 yuan a day, but now I can't even earn 150 yuan. ”

"Mine too, if it doesn't work, I won't come!"

"Your fire is okay, you can continue to sell it tomorrow, my lunch box will be miserable. ”

"Back to the pot, tomorrow will be fresh!"

Zhang Jun couldn't help but stop and look at a few vendors when he heard this, only to see a few people holding their hands and stomping their feet shivering in the cold wind.

He returned to the big room, and saw Yang Jiahui alone looking at today's "Securities Times" with nothing to do.

"Any good news?"

"No, it's all high-line rhetoric. ”

After Yang Jiahui finished speaking, she put down the newspaper in her hand and asked, "Is it cold outside?"

"It's cold!"

Zhang Jun continued: "Eat while it's hot, and I won't buy his boxed lunch tomorrow." ”

"Why?"

Zhang Jun repeated what he heard just now, and Yang Jiahui laughed as she listened to it, "You eat first, I'll go out." ”

"Oh, what?"

"It's okay, I'll be right back. ”

Zhang Jun thought that it was convenient for her to go, so he didn't pay too much attention, and Yang Jiahui ran to the outside of the exchange, she came to the front of several vendors and walked around, and saw a vendor gathering the remaining box lunch and asked, "Master, do you have dumplings with three fresh fillings?"

"Nope. The man shook his head and said.

"It's a bit of a pity. After Yang Jiahui finished speaking, she pouted and turned around and walked back, she smiled secretly as she walked, because she had already thought about having fun.

An afternoon was spent in a muddy nightmare, and the market in the afternoon still made people unable to lift the spirit, because the decline in the afternoon was further expanding, and their losses were further widening.

"Don't look at it, let's go home!"

Yang Jiahui pulled Zhang Jun out of the exchange, the sky outside was sunny, but the northwest wind was still blowing, and the pedestrians on the street were all bowing their heads and huddled tightly into a ball to resist the cold, and the two of them also tightened their clothes and called a taxi home.

The taxi first came to the door of Yang Jiahui's house, and Zhang Jun said: "Jiahui, I'll go home, it's cold!"

"Okay. ”

Zhang Jun pointed to his right cheek, Yang Jiahui smiled and gave a quick kiss, "Bye!"

Zhang Jun watched her run into the community, and then turned around, he suddenly found that the driver in front of him was grinning, and couldn't help blushing a little, "Hehe, the young man is not timid!"

"Huh!"

Zhang Jun smiled and didn't say anything.

Winter evenings always come very early, only more than 6 o'clock look, the sky is already pitch dark, every house is brightly lit, Zhang Jun sat in front of the desk after dinner and practiced calligraphy, this is a long time without practice, he studied "Lanting Preface" on the rough-edged paper, originally wrote well, but now he is a lot of rusty, he has practiced for more than half an hour and threw the brush in his hand angrily, and said to himself: "I can't write, sleep!"

The next day, Zhang Jun got up late, he simply ate a bite of food and left the house, just arrived at the gate of the community, he heard someone calling his name, "Dajun, you come!"

Zhang Jun followed the voice and looked, it turned out that the boss Gao, who was selling fritters, was standing at the door with melancholy eyes waving to him, and he knew in his heart that this boss Gao must have been trapped in the stock, otherwise he would not have such an expression.

"Brother Gao, what's the matter?"

"Come into the house, army. ”

Zhang Jun followed Boss Gao into the shop, although it was very cold outside, but the inside of the shop was warm like spring, he just sat down, he saw the proprietress walk out of the room, she opened her mouth and asked: "Dajun, do you still have stocks?"

"It's been a long time since then, and now it's just a few thousand dollars to play games, what's wrong?"

Boss Gao's expression was more solemn, and the proprietress was even more uneasy, she said: "I didn't listen to you that day, my sister said that the stock would rise, so I chased some money in, last night, when my sister came, she said that she had lost a lot, I want to ask what should I do?"

"Wait for a rebound next week or a few days, or sell!"

"Well, no matter how much money you lose, listen to the army this time. Boss Gao said to his wife, the boss lady nodded, she has nothing to say now.

Zhang Jun gossiped with them for a while, saw that the time was not early, got up to say goodbye, just turned the corner and saw Yang Jiahui walking out of the community, she pointed to the grocery store opposite as if she was saying something, Zhang Jun understood that this was going to her master's house, so he walked straight over.

The grocery store is still the same, and the chubby boss "Miller" is still the same, and when Boss Gao saw them come in, he smiled and said, "Jiahui, thank you for carrying gifts to me from far away." ”

"You should honor your master," she said, "Master, how much do you think this adjustment will take?"

"Below 2000 points, the end of 2011 is a very good buying point, and the big market or the big bull market will continue for many years"

"Reason?" Yang Jiahui asked.

Boss Gao shook his fat body, walked back and forth in the house twice, and then said: "I heard that there is a housing crisis in the United States, and the speed of the development of the crisis is unsettling, and now it is a linkage effect, and the fire in the city has affected the pond fish!" He thought for a while and then said: "To deal with the crisis, we need to inject a lot of money, which is the root cause of inflation, so I think it will take more than three years to control inflation, what do you say?"

"I also saw the news last night that there was a housing crisis in the United States, by the way, it was called the subprime mortgage crisis, can it be so powerful?"

Boss Gao smiled, he was obviously not satisfied with Yang Jiahui's answer, so he said: "When you think about it, you must remember to come here, and now I won't answer you." ”

Zhang Jun, who walked out of the grocery store, asked quietly: "Jiahui, can it reach 2,000 points? In that case, the stock will not fall by two-thirds!"

"I don't know, I'm not doing anything now anyway!"

The two of them came to the exchange while chatting, only to see that there were still a lot of people in the hall who were already sitting there early waiting for the opening moment, although there were a lot of people, but the hall was quiet, it could be seen that everyone looked solemn and no one was in the mood to speak, and the two people seemed to go upstairs at a glance.

Today's trading is very stable, the stock index is also a flat open, in the case of many stocks over-falling stock index launched a wave of strong upward attack, whether it is large-cap stocks or small and medium-cap stocks, are rising, Zhang Jun saw that the stocks he bought yesterday are also at the top of the list of gainers, he can't help but be very proud, he quickly sold the stock in accordance with the rules, and then said to Yang Jiahui: "I sold the stocks I bought yesterday, and made a net profit of more than 6 points, how are you?"

"I've made a few points too, so I'll sell it right away!"

"Today, the stock index has risen, and we are also selling stocks!"

As he spoke, Zhang Rong and Lao Cao walked in from outside.