Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Crooked Strike (6)

"Well, it's time." Father Zhang said as he operated the mouse, ready to buy.

"Father, this stock can't be bought now." Dill stopped with a loud voice.

Father Zhang didn't look at dill, and continued the operation of his subordinates, "You kid don't understand, this stock has been staring at Dad for a week, it has been adjusted for a week, and now it is at the lowest point, which is the buying point." ”

Seeing that Zhang's father was about to click OK, Dill reached out and quickly snatched the mouse.

Father Zhang looked at Dill with some annoyance and said, "Tingting, what are you doing, don't mess around." ”

"Father, it's easy to tell if I'm messing around." Dill put the mouse back on Zhang's father's hand, and stared at him intently with a pair of dark eyes, "You can take a good look at the trend of this stock in the next few days."

"And the stock I asked you to sell earlier, you can take a look at its current share price."

Dill pointed to the screen, looking full of confidence and looking at it.

Zhang's father turned his gaze to the screen suspiciously, clicked on the self-selected section, and zoomed in to the layout of the stock he sold not long ago.

The more he looked at it, the more surprised the expression on Zhang's father's face became. It turned out that the moment when dill told him to sell was at the highest point, and because he was delayed for dozens of seconds talking to his daughter, the stock price fell, but overall it was still at a high point.

And after that, in just a few minutes, the stock plummeted from a 3.28 percent gain this morning to a 2.75 percent decline.

Even if Zhang's father is not proficient in stocks, he knows about such situations. Rushing higher and falling back, this stock will not have the same highs as when he sold them today, at least.

"Yes, Tingting, talented." Father Zhang said with some excitement, "Dad hasn't taught you much, you are really accurate." ”

Dill lowered her head slightly, removing the deep meaning in her eyes.

The talent of stock trading, your Tingting definitely doesn't have it, even if you want to teach, she is no longer there.

In the next hour or so, Zhang's father habitually looked at the dill before the operation, and asked her opinion before making a decision.

Although in Zhang's father's heart, he didn't believe that his daughter really knew how to speculate in stocks, but just like a lottery ticket buyer needs a good omen, he also regarded dill as a mascot.

Mascot Dill: ......

Looking at the error-free operation guidance of dill, the system couldn't help but ask: host, I'm sure you haven't touched stocks before, how did you manage to be so accurate as you are now?

The corners of Dill lips raised slightly: Such a simple thing, can't you just learn it now.

System:...... Such a simple thing, hehehe, learn now.

The system realizes that it was a mistake to ask the host. For a person like the host, she can never live with common sense, in her heart, the world structure in her mind is different from anyone else's, and you can't guess how she deals with things and contradictions.

However, the harmonious mode of communication soon diverged.

"Tingting, Teacher Yang Liu said that this stock must be cut off now, otherwise it will be lost more and more in the future." Father Zhang said helplessly.

Compared with the daughter who may have guessed accurately, Zhang's father obviously believes in the teacher Yang Liu in his mouth more.

Mr. Yang Liu is a resident lecturer at Quaqua Radio, which is the country's largest financial radio station for stock trading.