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52, poor formalism

Although Yang Feier is kind, she is not stupid and kind. Her kindness is not based on giving back money to others after being sold by Ran, so when she learned from Li Yifan that the ending of Slender Monkey must be tragic, she didn't have much heart.

Qi Qiran's sense of guilt.

"But you are not allowed to go to that kind of place in the future, do you understand?" She looked at him with burning eyes and said.

"I'm not going, I'm not going!" Li Yifan hurriedly waved his hands and said: "Come on, my little troublemaker, give her a kiss on the mouth first!" After saying that, he kissed her soft little mouth, giving her a wolfish kiss.

Yang Feier pinched his arm while kissing him.

Painful and happy.

At noon, after Miss Yang ate, she hid in the bedroom, locked it, and prepared to take a nap. Li Yifan started doing his daily afternoon classes.

"Girl, I suggest that the meditation class be moved to the evening in the future. The effect will be better. Moreover, I need to do a lot of things during the day. If the practice is often interrupted like this, the effect will be very bad." He sat down.

Finally, he said.

"It's okay to think so. Cultivation is something that can be done at any time. You can walk, sit or lie down at any time. But before you get started, you still need to do the basic courses." Xiaoniu said.

"Well, that makes sense! I'm a little too ambitious!" Li Yifan said modestly.

"Huh huh, wasn't that the same person you were in your previous life? With only half a bucket of water, you still thought you were the best in the world!" The little girl ridiculed him.

"Hey, I'm immune to your words now!" Li Yifan laughed.

"Hmph, don't worry, I know where your life gate is!" the girl said with a wicked smile.

Seeing the girl's appearance, Li Yifan felt that if he had the opportunity to go to Korea to meet Jun Ji-hyun in the future, he would definitely have a special and wonderful feeling.

This time, Li Yifan did not find the same feeling as last time, which made him determined to change the meditation class to the evening.

After this thought, he no longer wanted to persist. He stood up and said: "The girl is already trading stocks on the computer. Let me take a look at her great achievements."

After that, I walked out of the gym, came to the computer in the study, sat down, and opened my stock account and real-time software.

In 2000, the home Internet speed was not fast, and people often encountered delays in buying and selling information when trading stocks online at home. Many investors liked to go to the lobby of securities firms where the speed was fast. Therefore, in 2000 or earlier, when the market was good,

The lobby of the brokerage firm was full. In the following years, the Internet speed became faster and everyone speculated at home. This truly verified the principle that technology is the primary productive force.

However, Li Yifan had his aunt, Xiao Niu, who used "unknown technology" to steal telecommunications broadband, so that he could send trading information to securities companies in a timely manner.

When he saw an application to buy or sell automatically appear in his account, he knew that his aunt was already fighting hard.

"You said, if you hold more than a certain amount of a stock, it will trigger a reaction from the banker? Or will it be very inconvenient to operate?" Li Yifan asked.

"Humph, I got some information from the network in this space and time. Some of the bankers have insiders in the exchange. Before they operate a stock, they will get the account information of the stock, so we'd better be careful.

.If it affects the trend of a stock, it will affect the trend of the sector, and the trend of the sector will affect the trend of the market. Therefore, I generally will not hold a shareholding ratio of more than 5%." Xiaoniu said through the speaker.

"With the current scale of China's stock market, how much capital will we need to make it very difficult to operate?"

"Now the average trading volume of the two cities on a trading day is more than 40 billion. When our funds reach 2 billion, it will be more difficult." Xiaoniu said.

"I have forgotten the general trend of star stocks in 2000!" Li Yifan said depressedly.

"Humph!" said the little girl.

"But I remember many star stocks in the big bull market from 2005 to 2007. There were a few ST stocks that had dozens of consecutive daily limits, rising more than ten times in a short period of time. There were also some mining stocks that rose by more than a dozen times within a year.

It has also increased more than ten times. In the big bull market, there are many stocks that have increased 20 times. However, it is normal for them to crash and fall 90% later." Li Yifan recalled the scene of his stock trading in his previous life.

"Humph, you don't have to think about things after 2005. It's still too far away for now." said the girl.

Li Yifan seemed to remember something and said: "Girl, can you control a stock so that its trend is the same as in the previous life?"

"Boss, do you think I am a god?" the girl asked.

Li Yifan scratched his head and remembered that in his previous life, he only cared about the detailed trends of a few star stocks and warrants in the bull market. At that time, he basically checked every day for more than a year and a half.

"And boss, as our funds become larger and larger, more and more stocks will be dispersed, and the daily rate of return will gradually decrease in the future." Xiaoniu said again.

"Approximately at what time does it become slower?" Li Yifan was very concerned about this issue.

"Humph, it's not fixed, usually after 500 million. But we won't keep so much money in China now. Let's go to the United States first. Not only the stock pool, but also the stock index futures and commodity futures are large in scale. I can operate it better.

It is convenient and easy to obtain relatively high returns. When the funds reach a certain level, we will transfer part of it back, or go to Europe, Japan and other stock markets." The little girl analyzed it for him, and then said: "You should go to Wang Zixuan

Well, before you go to the United States, find her. Judging from the last time and space deviation, the success rate is very high, but the process depends on your own control."

As soon as he heard this, Li Yifan's old hooligan nature broke out again and he became excited. If he was allowed to find Wang Zixuan, he would definitely go up to pick her up and take good care of her. Although he didn't have any plans for her in his previous life, it doesn't mean that

The old gangster never thought that if he had this opportunity in this life, could he still miss it?

At this time, there was a knock on the study door: "Are you in?"

He was shocked: It’s better to care for the people around you first!

"Here it is!" he shouted, then stood up and went to open the door.

"Baby, you're up, come on, give me a hug first!" After saying that, he picked up her small waist and walked towards the computer.

"Put me down!" Yang Feier shouted crisply.

Miss Yang is 1.72cm tall and is taller than him when wearing high heels, so she started wearing flat shoes these days, which somewhat moved the old gangster.

"Come, sit down!" The old gangster put her on his lap, feeling her round and erect body, and his lower body immediately stood up, pressing against her buttocks.

In fact, the old gangster wanted to move it again and push it into the ditch, but he thought the risk was relatively high, and Beauty Yang would definitely struggle immediately.

Don't think too much about it before the time comes, otherwise you won't even get the share you deserve.

This is the summary of the old gangster's 10 years in his previous life.

"Let me go!" Miss Yang blushed and said.

"Don't move, don't move. The more you move, the stronger my reaction will be! We will always be husband and wife in the future, what are you afraid of!" the old gangster said shamelessly.

Beauty Yang was so embarrassed that she lowered her head and said softly: "You haven't passed my test yet!"

The old gangster thought to himself, what kind of test is it? It's just that the heat is not enough. "Hey, baby, let me show you my net worth!" The old gangster circled her small waist with his left hand and clicked the mouse with his right hand.

When Miss Yang heard this, she opened her eyes.

"No!" The old gangster put the basic information of the account on the screen and said.

Yang Da looked at the series of numbers and opened his mouth.

The old gangster just likes to watch this kind of scene, just like when he whistles to tease his female classmates.

"Are you really speculating in stocks?" Beauty Yang stared at the screen and counted the digits of the numbers and asked.

"I never lied to you!" The old gangster moved his hand to her belly.

Beauty Yang turned her head and said with surprise: "Why do you want to show it to me?"

"I want you to know that my husband is still poor now, so he can save money in the future!" the old gangster said shamelessly.

"You're so annoying!" Miss Yang became violent again and said angrily.

The old gangster climbed along the pole, moved his hand higher, and gently rubbed the lower edge.

Beauty Yang reacted immediately, her whole body trembled and felt numb, and she pulled down his strange hand: "No, it can't be done there!"

The voice was trembling a little.

The old gangster was a little confused, why were the chests pressed against each other tightly? She didn't object, but she couldn't do it with her hands.

People are always prone to formalism!

I care about formalism very much!

Miss Yang opened his strange hand and jumped down.

"Hehe!" The old gangster smiled awkwardly.

Seeing him like this, Miss Yang was even more ashamed and angry, and ran out of the study like a deer: "I'm going to school!"

The old gangster walked out of the study and stood in the living room, watching her pick up the computer bag on the table, put it on her back, and run to the security door, so he asked: "Baby, are you coming back tonight?"

Miss Yang didn't even turn her head, turned away from the door, got out, and said: "Not coming!"

The old gangster followed her to the door and saw her getting into the elevator, and said again: "I'll see you off!"

"don't want!"

In the elevator, Miss Yang covered her red face and said, "It's too fast! We can't let him succeed like this!"

Poor formalism.


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