It's actually time to cut off the book here. There are two things that bother me. One is that this book is actually written about myself, most of the people and things are past experiences, according to the plot should be the end of the current Spring Festival in 2020, and the last scenario should be that I take the new team to short the Dow Jones index in 2020, long the CSI 500, and then hedge with the put options of the SSE 50 ETF.

As a result, yesterday the investor sent a message saying that the funds have been arranged, what to do this year, let me give a sentence, the safety cushion can be added.

But don't let me waste my energy writing novels. Second, my wife finally began to read the articles I wrote, and when I asked her how she wrote, she touched the child in her belly and said leisurely: Let him (her) see how hard his father and mother worked hard to make money and lost money in the future.

I'm dizzy, the conscience of heaven and earth, my book was originally written about the investment experience of stock futures, and the business war workplace story of my making money and losing money over the years!

Alas, upload it, leave it to fate, and just write your own diary. Anyway, there is no purpose, give yourself a mark, a little memory!

The letter to myself in "The Colorful Self of the World" is being typed in my hand, please wait a moment,

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