After the market opened in the afternoon, as usual, Moutai's share price rose again, from 225 to 226, and the remaining 150 million Moutai shares were quickly digested by the market.

"Thank you, Manager Huang, thank you, Teacher Yin."

When he saw the 467 million funds in his account and the trading price that showed an average of 225.5, Wang Yongren shook hands with Manager Huang and the excellent trader with a smile, and gave two big red envelopes prepared by the way.

Although Manager Huang said before that there was no need for additional costs, Wang Yongren couldn't help but be a man.

"Thank you, Mr. Wang!"

"Thank you, Mr. Wang!

"You're welcome!"

At noon, Wang Yongren asked someone to help take out 200,000 yuan in cash and gave Manager Huang and the trader 20,000 each.

The remaining 160,000 yuan was divided into 80 red envelopes, each of which was 2,000 yuan, and Wang Yongren did not come forward, but asked Manager Huang to distribute it to the rest of the staff of the Hangcheng branch of the securities company.

There is no doubt that today is a festive day.

Not only did his heavy account get out safely, but it was also nearly 2 million more than the total market value of the initial opening of 225 yuan in the morning, and the 200,000 red envelopes were also considered a celebration.

As for the leakage, as long as Manager Huang and the trader do not leak the secret, the rest of the people can't guess who sold more than 400 million Moutai shares in one day in this Hangcheng branch.

Comparatively speaking, stock trading is more secluded and secure than those that hit the jackpot.

I didn't see that the elders of those institutions who have hundreds of millions of transactions in their hands every day have not broken any news of being kidnapped for many years.

Well, it seems that no one who won the jackpot had an accident, and it was difficult for those who won the lottery to wear masks and overalls when they went to claim the prize, for fear of being discovered.

"Hoo ......"

When he walked out of the gate of the securities company, Wang Yongren looked at the cloudy sky outside, then looked at the royal oak tree on his left wrist, and sat on the Porsche Cayenne with a smile.

made a call to Sister Han, and Wang Yongren, who was just about to put away his mobile phone, received a text message from an overseas number, showing that 18.65 million euros had been received in the bank account applied by HSBC in Hong Kong City.

Hachette's books received last month's royalties, and the after-tax amount was more than 100,000 euros more than Wang Yongren expected.

In recent years, it is not easy to exchange foreign exchange, so Wang Yongren simply deposited last month's royalties in the account of Hong Kong City.

Anyway, with a normal proof of income and expenditure, you can change it to Huayuan at any time, it's just a matter of time.

"I'm in a good mood!"

Poured a glass of water for the little handsome brother on the sofa, Han Xiaozhu, who was wearing a blue lace pajama dress, sat elegantly on the side, and the purple Balenciaga on her beautiful legs exuded a charming light.

"I just got rid of 460 million Moutai stocks, which is tens of millions higher than I originally expected."

After taking a sip of warm water, Wang Yongren hugged Sister Han's thin waist, the texture of the smooth pajamas and the lace design above the heart made his eyes glow.

Wanting to cover up always attracts a man's heart more than being honest.

"When I asked people to sell stocks in the morning, I also heard from the manager that Moutai's share price fluctuated for several days last week, and it is likely to rise for another week according to today's momentum."

Without stopping the other party's troubled hand, Han Xiaozhu whispered about the morning's events.

"No one can predict what will happen tomorrow. Those of us who are long-term value investors must abide by one element, that is, don't be greedy to make the last penny. ”

Speaking of this, when Wang Yongren sold stocks, he also listened to Manager Huang's analysis.

Admittedly, looking at this trend, the institutions behind the scenes are likely to pull another wave to attract more retail investors to enter the market, so as to get out of the storm before the storm.

Based on the market value of Moutai stocks in Wang Yongren's securities account, every 1 yuan of the stock price rises is a profit of more than 2 million, so you can wait a little longer.

It's just that in my memory, the bear market that will start in mid-to-late January, Wang Yongren, who can't remember which day, will definitely not think about making the last penny.

In his previous life, as a small retail investor, he had seen a lot of this kind of example on the forum.

Retail investors with a market value of more than 100,000 stocks in their accounts may want to make a few thousand more, but the stock price falls unexpectedly, and one is reluctant to get rid of it, so he smashes it in his hands.

The more it falls, the more it makes up, and in the end, not only does it lose its profit, but it may also lose all the principal.

What you want to earn is a few cigarettes, but others are aiming at your savings to buy a house.

"If the retail investors in the stock market are like you, it is estimated that the heads of those institutions and grapefruit will go to drink the northwest wind."

After smiling, Han Xiaozhu smoothly held Sun Monkey's weapon, and his voice was charming: "However, others may not have seen such a big retail investor." ”

“......”

When Wang Yongren, a big retail investor, got out of the 'stock market', it was already more than 5 o'clock in the afternoon, and he remembered that it was only 2:15 p.m. when he just walked out of the gate of the securities company.

During this period, Wang Yongren also received a call from the person in charge of the ICBC branch, who warmly invited him to the VIP reception room for tea and talked about the deposit interest rate of nearly 500 million funds in the account.

"What, the bank is eyeing your money?"

Leaning on the arms of the handsome little brother, Han Xiaozhu habitually drew circles in the other party's heart.

"They're pretty fast."

Smiling, Wang Yongren also said one of his thoughts: "If I use this deposit as a guarantee, how many dollars can I borrow from the Gangcheng branch?" ”

This year has been a period of recession in various industries in China except real estate, and the stock market must not be able to invest, so it is necessary to consider the 'opportunity' in October in the long run.

"When do you want it?"

Without asking the other party's purpose, Han Xiaozhu asked.

"After about August and September, the impact of the current financial crisis is gradually expanding, and I am waiting for an opportunity to make a fortune from Wall Street."

Speaking of his own ideas, Wang Yongren described it as a more ambiguous lake.

He can't say that after the Fed announced the bailout, the Nasdaq index did not rise but fell.

"If you want to use the North American stock market, it is a good way to borrow through the port city channel. Let me help you ask, it shouldn't be difficult to borrow seventy or eighty million dollars from that side at your worth. ”

In this kind of investment, Han Xiaozhu did not question the other party, nor did he remind the other party of the risk.

If the other party loses, isn't there still her!

"Then it's troublesome for Sister Xiaozhu."

"No trouble."

"Little... Bamboo... Sister. ”

"Huh?!

“......”

For dinner, Sister Han is a treat, and she is still a private chef by the West Lake, and the ingredients and taste are nostalgic.

"It's snowing."

After dinner, Wang Yongren heard the shouts outside, got up and came to the window, and saw goose feathers and heavy snow falling from the sky.

In the past few days, the temperature in Jiang Province has dropped a lot, and snow has begun to fall in many places, but there has been no snow in Hangzhou.

Unexpectedly, it looked a little big when I got up.

"It's beautiful."

got up and came to the side of the little handsome brother, Han Xiaozhu leaned on the other party and muttered softly.

"Yes, indeed."

Looking at the fluttering snow, Wang Yongren's eyes were a little dignified.

At first, everyone thought it was just a beautiful snowfall......