Chapter 101: The Birth of the Stock God 3

kept returning to the small hotel, and Yang Chunhe didn't come back to his senses. He didn't understand why Yang An said this, the god of stocks? He didn't even know what stocks were before.

Looking at Yang Chunhe's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, Yang An smiled and said, "Uncle, don't think too much, I'll just say it casually." However, maybe in two days, you'll really be a god, hahaha. ”

Of course Yang Chunhe didn't know, this was actually a little bad taste of Yang An, he just wanted to create a god, a god.

Not to mention Yang Chunhe, Sun Jianbo also looked like he was not giving up when he returned home. I have been working for more than a year, and working in a securities company sounds good, and I am not tired from work, but I can't make any money. Sun Jianbo himself also speculated in stocks, although the technology is good, even in such a large-market environment, he can still make a slight profit, and he is content.

It's just that Yang An's words today made grass grow in his heart.

Could it be that Yang Chunhe really has any inside story? Through Sun Jianbo's observation for more than a month, Yang Chunhe really doesn't understand stocks at all, and he doesn't look like a stock god. However, why did Yang Chunhe firmly buy those two specific stocks, and once he bought them, it was 20 million!

This is a lot of money, obviously, Yang Chunhe is very confident in his stock, otherwise it would not be possible.

No, the more Sun Jianbo thought about it, the more wrong it became, he found out all kinds of information about Yang Chunhe's shares, and planned to take a good look and study what he found.

"Ahh There is no suspicious sign at all, and there is nothing special about these stocks.

Sun Jianbo stared at his reddened eyes, let his stomach growl, he didn't even eat dinner. Poor Sun Jianbo was tricked by Yang Andi's prank.

Sun Jianbo looked at the various table data on the table, threw down the pen tiredly, and supported his head with both hands, very distressed.

The next day, Wang Taili was still waiting at the door, but today he did not look for Yang Chunhe, but walked to another person with a smiling face, and it is estimated that he has given up Yang Chunhe.

When Yang An saw Sun Jianbo, he was jumped. Sun Jianbo had dark circles under his eyes and red eyes, like a seriously ill patient.

"Oh, what's wrong with you, Brother Sun?"

Sun Jianbo squinted his eyes, rubbed his face, and said, "It's nothing, I didn't sleep well last night." ”

As the two were talking, Yang Chunhe had already logged into the account, and he stood up and motioned to Sun Jianbo: "It's the same today, 4 million." ”

Sun Jianbo began to get busy with red eyes, while Yang An and Yang Chunhe were making tea on the sofa. In the past, at the beginning, Yang Chunhe stood by and watched, studying on the one hand, and supervising on the other, afraid that Sun Jianbo would buy something wrong.

Both of them actually noticed that something was wrong with Sun Jianbo, but no one said anything, and who hadn't ordered their own private affairs. And Sun Jianbo also secretly glanced at Yang Chunhe and Yang An a few times when he was operating, and the two of them were talking and laughing, calm and relaxed. It looks like it's in the chest.

This is the last straw that crushed Sun Jianbo's psychological defense, a ruthless heart, Sun Jianbo logged into his account, which contains all the belongings he transferred into today, a full 200,000, this is the marriage fund prepared by his family for him, he has been reluctant to east, this is the savings of the old parents in the family for a lifetime.

Sun Jianbo looked at his shareholdings, the total profit was five percent, and the total capital was 50,000 yuan, which was all his salary income for more than a year.

In this way, Sun Jianbo is still quite confident.

With a crackling operation, Sun Jianbo emptied all the stocks, and together with all his net worth of 200,000, he bought all the two stocks in Yang Chunhe's account. After buying it, Sun Jianbo collapsed on the chair like a deflated ball.

"Brother Sun, are you uncomfortable, why don't you take a rest first, there is still a whole day, don't worry. Yang An didn't know when he stood behind Sun Jianbo, looked at Sun Jianbo as if he was going to die, and hurriedly persuaded him to rest for a while.

Sun Jianbo thought about it and stood up, and went to the rest area with Yang An to make tea, his current state is indeed not suitable for continuing to operate. Sun Jianbo drank tea, glanced at Yang Chunhe, couldn't help it, and asked: "Mr. Yang, I shouldn't ask this question, but why are you holding a heavy position in these stocks?"

Yang Chunhe was stunned for a moment, glanced at Yang An, and his face was very entangled.

Sun Jianbo thought that Yang Chunhe didn't want to say it, so he hurriedly said: "It's okay if Mr. Yang doesn't say it, but are you really so confident, this stock will definitely rise?" Although there is gossip every day, and some people say that the stock is going to rise every day, many bigwigs in our industry are not very optimistic. ”

When Yang An heard this, he probably knew why Sun Jianbo's state was so bad today, and it seemed that yesterday's spirit gave him a lot of stimulation.

Yang Chunhe also sighed and said, "To be honest, I don't understand at all, alas, let it be fate." ”

"Ah! How can this be, aren't you a stock god? How can you not know, but you have already bought more than 20 million, how can you resign yourself to fate? Mr. Yang, you must be joking, right? "Sun Jianbo is in a hurry, you Yang Chunhe is a big boss, it doesn't matter if you take 20 million, his 250,000 is really all his net worth.

In fact, Sun Jianbo misunderstood Yang Chunhe, Yang Chunhe really didn't understand at all, all of this was said by Yang An.

Yang Chunhe didn't know how to explain, so he had to bow his head and drink tea. Sun Jianbo couldn't sit still, and even wanted to rush to the computer to sell all the stocks, but halfway through, he remembered that he couldn't sell it today.

Sun Jianbo had no choice but to sit on the sofa decadently, and kept muttering: "What to do, what to do." ”

Yang An scratched his hair very embarrassed, this was all something he had done, and hurriedly said to Sun Jianbo: "Oh, Brother Sun." What are you anxious about, it's not your money. My uncle has a good fate, and the fortune teller said that he will definitely make a lot of money this year. "Yang An has already started talking nonsense.

Sun Jianbo shook his head and said, "Alas, I also bought all my net worth of those two stocks just now, do you think I can not be in a hurry?"

"Well, Brother Sun. This ......"

"Forget it, Yang An, don't say it, just like Mr. Yang said, let it be fate. Mr. Yang, I really hope that you are the god of stocks now, if the stock rises tomorrow, no, as long as it does not fall, as long as it does not fall much, I am willing to bow to you. Sun Jianbo's eyes were red, this was really scary.

Yang An looked at Yang Chunhe, he just lowered his head, and said again: "Brother Sun, you are not in a good state today, go back and rest." ”

"No, four million haven't been bought yet. ”

"How much is missing?"

"More than 1 million. ”

"That's okay, that's it, you better go back and have a good rest, get a good night's sleep, maybe there will be a surprise tomorrow!"

Sun Jianbo rubbed his eyes, he really didn't want to go to work, so he pushed the boat down the river and said, "It's okay, I also want to be quiet." As he spoke, he stood up and walked to the door, he suddenly turned around again, bowed to Yang Chunhe, and said, "God of stocks, please!" and then ran quickly,

"Hey, what's the matter!" Yang Chunhe was also at a loss by Sun Jianbo, and he was very embarrassed.