Zhong Wei was a little dumbfounded as he looked at the orders that were constantly being filled.
What's going on here?
Are the people in Sakura Country crazy?
It has already hit the limit, are you still buying heavily?
They were also buying when the limit was raised just now, but now that the limit is down, they are still buying? www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm
Are they prepared to hold a large amount of Huangxing Paper's stock regardless of cost? Are they not afraid of losing money if they play this excessively?
Zhong Wei couldn't figure it out, so he called Su Jiang to confirm.
See if you let the stock go back to the daily limit under their heavy buying, or if you continue to place orders.
After the call is connected.
Su Jiang was also stunned.
The way this puppy from Sakura Country plays is a bit naughty!
He quickly took a look at Huangxing Paper.
The trading volume was found to be astonishing.
"Zhong Wei, you immediately cancel our selling orders and ask them to buy at a higher price. We will sell again tomorrow."
"We are not in a hurry to buy. We will open at the limit tomorrow."
Su Jiang said calmly.
He is not in a hurry. If you want to play with the daily limit today, just go to the daily limit. Since you want to buy, buy at the higher limit price. The price will be higher for you.
Anyway, Su Jiang knows what the cost price of those guys in Sakura Country is, and only by opening higher tomorrow can they get their money back.
So if you give up today, the market will open tomorrow and directly push the limit down.
They can also lock up their money.
After Zhong Wei received Su Jiang's order, he directly ordered the withdrawal of the order.
As a result, all traders canceled their orders.
All of a sudden, the original limit-down orders of hundreds of thousands were reduced to tens of thousands.
Then it quickly became thousands.
Under the purchase of Jiro Nakajima's fund, the limit was directly broken.
Then lift it straight up, just like a telephone pole, and pull it up directly from the ground.
The price limit was closed on the spot.
For a time, Huangxing Paper became an oddity in the entire stock market.
From the upper limit to the lower limit and then to the higher limit.
No roller coaster is that exciting.
Of course, many retail investors with a keen sense of smell have also noticed that at this time, institutions are competing with each other. If they take action, they will be accidentally injured.
Therefore, in places where the daily limit is reached, many people choose to place orders to sell directly.
For such a stock, one extra day is a daily risk. It is enough to make a small amount of money. It is better not to touch such a dangerous thing for the time being. If the stock falls several times in a row, no one will even have a chance to get out.
Therefore, many of Nakajima Jiro's purchase orders were filled by orders placed by these retail investors.
By the time the market closed, Nakajima Jiro and the others had already purchased another nearly 100 million worth of Yellow Star Paper.
That night, Nakajima Jiro didn't wake up until after ten o'clock in the evening.
He opened his eyes drowsily and saw that he was lying in a hotel.
Some confusion: "Why am I here?"
Nakajima Jiro stood up and asked curiously.
Sitting next to him, Komura Ueshima, who was taking care of him, had already fallen asleep.
He was startled when he heard Jiro Nakajima's voice: "Mr. Nakajima, are you awake?"
"Huh? Why are you here?" Nakajima Jiro was stunned when he saw Komura coming to the island.
What did you do? Why are you in the hotel? And what happened to this small village on the island?
Seeing the fatigue and resentment on Komura Ueshima's face, as well as his messy clothes, Nakajima Jiro felt a little doubtful about life.
No, is it possible that I just went to the island with Xiao Cun?
"Mr. Nakajima, you are sober, but you don't know that you just drank too much liquor."
"I told you that this wine is very strong, but you didn't believe it, and you drank it as hard as you could, and then you fell asleep and passed out. I have been with you every step of the way."
Komura Shangjima has already concealed a lot of things.
For example, just now Jiro Nakajima wanted to do a striptease on the bed, and he couldn't stop him no matter what.
For example, Nakajima Jiro stripped naked and stood on the balcony facing the tatami mat outside for a long time, mistaking the tatami mat for a woman.
For another example, after peeing, you hold a spoonful in the toilet and drink it.
Xiaocun Shangdao was tidied up and blocked at the same time, making him very tired.
"Thank you for taking care of me. What time is it now?" Nakajima Jiro shook his head, feeling like he had lost his memory and had no idea what just happened.
I just feel like the taste in my mouth is a little weird.
Why do I have an indescribable feeling?
"It is now 10:25 in the evening." Komura Kamijima took out his mobile phone, looked at it, and said to Jiro Nakajima.
At this time, Nakajima Jiro heard the sound of someone in the next room using the toilet.
He seemed to have thought about the taste in his mouth.
"Why does my mouth smell like piss?"
Jiro Nakajima asked curiously.
As he spoke, he took a breath again and felt it.
It was indeed the smell of urine, and Nakajima Jiro felt very curious.
"Ahem, Mr. Nakajima, you don't know. In fact, Chinese people also call white wine horse urine, which means that after drinking this wine, it will smell like urine, especially if you drink it for the first time. You will drink it again in the future.
Drink and you will feel better."
How can Xiao Cun Shang Dao dare to say that you just drank your own urine?
He could only think of such an excuse.
After hearing Komura Ueshima's explanation, Nakajima Jiro nodded and rubbed his mouth with his tongue. It felt like what Komura Ueshima said, after drinking this wine, his mouth was filled with the smell of urine.
At this time, Xiao Cun Shangdao's cell phone lit up with a message.
Komura Shangdao picked up his mobile phone and looked at it.
When Jiro Nakajima saw Komura going to the island to get his mobile phone, he also thought of his own mobile phone.
"Hey, it's been so long. I wonder if there's anything going on with our fund?"
"Where's my cell phone? Did anyone call me when I was asleep just now?"
He looked around and looked for his cell phone.
"cell phone?"
"I have been with you until now, and I haven't heard the sound of the mobile phone."
Komura Ueshima looked at Nakajima Jiro blankly, with an innocent look on his face.
"Impossible, I always carry this mobile phone with me! And I have many phone calls, how come there is no sound?"
Nakajima Jiro said in disbelief as he lifted up the quilt.
But there was no cell phone under the quilt, so he had to fumble around on his body again, but there was still no cell phone.
Suddenly, Nakajima Jiro felt his stomach churning and wanted to vomit.
I pulled the trash can and was about to vomit in it when I saw the cell phone inside that was already stained with a lot of vomit fluid.
"cell phone!"
He quickly took out his cell phone from the trash can.
After wiping away the vomit on it, I pressed the screen.
Finding that the screen was off, he looked around and found that his hand was actually turned off.
"Who threw this in here, and who turned it off?"
Nakajima Jiro looked at Komura Kamijiro with a questioning tone.
Because just now Xiao Cun went to the island and said that he would stay with her here every step of the way.
I have been sleeping, so who turned off the phone? Who threw it in the trash can?
Komura Ueshima looked confused, he knew the ball!
Until now, I have never seen a trace of a mobile phone.
"Could it be that the power is out?"
he guessed.
Only halfway through what he said, the phone in Nakajima Jiro's hand lit up.
Started.
Then, Nakajima Jiro saw many missed calls on the screen.
Click in again.
The previous two call records were both made by his own subordinates.
In my own impression, I didn’t answer the phone, so who would answer the phone?
Nakajima Jiro's sharp gaze immediately focused on the small village of Kamijima on the side.
