Chapter Eighty-Five: Give a Thumbs Up
As a research monk, Ma Lin's few pleasures are visiting forums, and his mentor is Liu Dechuan, a professor at the Securities and Futures Research Center of the Institute of Finance and Economics of Shanghai University of Finance and Economics.
Ma Lin has access to more information and data than ordinary people, and can also get some subjectively analyzed figures from professors, so he often has a slightly arrogant attitude when he reads posts or research reports from ordinary research institutes.
"These data are not far from what the professor gave. After seeing Wang Nuo's "touching porcelain" report, Ma Lin was not calm.
Laymen look at the bustle, insiders look at the doorway, whether the financial report is professional, as long as there is a certain level of people can see it.
After determining whether you are professional or not, it is your turn to be phased, and whether your data and arguments coincide with me often represent whether you are on the same level as me.
The data listed by Wang Nuo is very close to the real data that has not yet been released, so Ma Lin immediately lowered his posture and read the research report carefully.
The more he read "This ......", the more frightened Ma Lin became, as if he had discovered something unbelievable.
At dawn, before the sun rises in the east, it begins to wash the darkness of the sky with sunlight, and when the sky is bright enough, it slowly reveals half of its face, peeking at the sleeping earth.
Liu Dechuan has the habit of getting up early, he got up at six o'clock to wash his face and brush his teeth, and then opened the notebook given by the institute, while watching the changes in the international financial market, while waiting for his wife to make breakfast for him.
Taking advantage of the free time before dinner, after reading some news news, Liu Dechuan opened his mailbox, and at first glance saw the letter from student Ma Lin that used several exclamation points in a row.
"Young man, it's still a little frizzy. Liu Dechuan read the document, opened the link while scolding the student, and then looked at Wang Nuo's document.
"It's clear that this isn't a data breach. ”
"The author's view of the weighting effect is slightly different from mine. ”
And the authors of this report...... I'm very confident. ”
Liu Dechuan was originally in an indifferent mood, but after looking deeper, his face showed a trace of solemnity.
After decades of financial research and study, Liu Dechuan is not the stunned young man of Ma Lin, in the same report, Ma Lin looks at the surface, but Liu Dechuan can see the author's mentality between the lines.
Wang Nuo writes a report with only one mentality, and that is self-confidence.
I think that if a weighted stock has to contribute more than 50% to the index, it must be 50%, and the content of the next report, I don't just take this as a variable, I think it is a certainty.
In the same way, Wang Nuo's research report uses tough words, and in the eyes of experienced industry insiders, it just doesn't leave much room for himself to turn around.
However, Wang Nuo's data is very close to Liu Dechuan's opinion, and Liu Dechuan is a person who can know a lot of insiders, and he is also a financial professor with outstanding professional ability, does he think that Wang Nuo, who is "of a similar level", is arrogant?
No, that's called self-confidence.
"Someone is helping me?" Liu Dechuan was very curious, looked at the author's name, and three black lines suddenly hung down in his head.
"Wang Xiaoming 2168?"
How can you guess this?
"The gentleman is frank!" Liu Dechuan was happy to see the hunting, and he had a little competitive mentality towards this "similar level" peer, he shook his hand and gave a thumbs up to the Weibo of "Wang Xiaoming 2168", expressing the old man's opinion that he also saw it this way.
"If you can list these data, I guess there will be no fewer sources than me. Liu Dechuan showed a smile on his face and did not delve into the ins and outs of this matter.
Wanli Institute of Finance.
Wang Nuo was sleeping on the sofa in Zhou Minghai's office, and the sound of even breathing showed that he was sleeping deeply, and it could also be seen that he must have been busy for a long time last night.
After a long time, the office door was pushed open, and as soon as Zhou Minghai walked in, he couldn't help but fan his hand, and said with a gloomy face: "What a big smell of smoke...... How does Arnold sleep on the couch?"
Zhou Minghai still likes Wang Nuo very much, and after finding that he was sleeping, he hurriedly lowered his voice, looked at the documents scattered on the coffee table, and smiled bitterly with great relief, "This kid." ”
After opening the doors and windows, Zhou Minghai walked to the coffee table, leaned down to pack up the documents, and then sat down and flipped through the materials.
"Brother Hai, you want breakfast. After a short while, Yao Shuliang walked into the office with a bag containing some crab roe buns, fried dough sticks, soy milk and other breakfasts.
Before he put his things down, Yao Shuliang saw Wang Nuo sleeping on the sofa, and suddenly his big mouth couldn't be closed, "Young man, I actually lay in my brother Hai's office for a night, I strongly condemn it." ”
"Okay, you and Arnold made this thing?" Zhou Minghai raised the document in his hand and asked Yao Shuliang.
"Don't, I'm just a handyman, Brother Hai, you hurry up and take this kid Arnold, he asked me to give him a hand." Yao Shuliang said "pitifully": "I am an analyst, doing information collection and data screening for interns, and I want to die." ”
"Well done. Zhou Minghai ignored Yao Shuliang's exaggerated words, but nodded: "It's very personal, it's very good." ”
"Personal color?" Yao Shuliang was a little confused, and then couldn't wait to look at it, and suddenly had an urge to scold his mother.
In Wang Nuo's analysis report, several data have been modified, and the numbers have completely broken through the elastic range given by Yao Shuliang, in other words, Yao Shuliang is really used as a miscellaneous trick.
"This kid is going to heaven. Yao Shuliang showed a depressed expression.
It's almost time to go to work, the two of them didn't lower the volume of the conversation anymore, Wang Nuo, who was sleeping, felt a little noisy in a daze, wiped his eyes, and was finally woken up.
"Brother Hai, Brother Liang, early. As soon as he opened his eyes, Wang Nuo saw Zhou Minghai and Yao Shuliang, and subconsciously greeted him, but the results of last night's work came to mind, and blurted out: "I have some guesses." ”
After using an honest pen to deduce the data, Wang Nuo saw a completely different market trend from some time ago through those determined figures, perhaps the overall situation remains the same, but the detailed cognition is more accurate.
"Don't worry, I have toothbrushes and towels in my office, you go to the bathroom to wash up, and then talk about it after eating." When Zhou Minghai looked at Wang Nuo, there was some love in his eyes, and then looked at Yao Shuliang's appearance, his face immediately turned from sunny to cloudy, and he glared at Yao Shuliang fiercely.
Yao Shuliang said that he was inexplicable, he silently bowed his head, turned on his mobile phone, and began to see if there was a chance to blow water in the circle of friends.
"Damn! Arnold's research report has hundreds of replies!" Yao Shuliang quietly paid attention to Wang Nuo's trumpet before going home last night, originally waiting for Wang Nuo's dismal grades to be used for education, but he didn't expect that the party who seemed to be educated was actually him: "Professor Liu Dechuan of the Securities and Futures Research Center of the Institute of Finance and Economics of Shanghai University of Finance and Economics! Damn, Arnold, you are awesome!"
"What reply?" Zhou Minghai asked strangely.
Wang Nuo's heart moved, and after opening his mobile phone and seeing this information, the market of the entire pharmaceutical sector was like a living data pattern, which began to jump, distort, and change in his mind.