My 1979

Although the Wu family are factory owners and bloody capitalists, they are not necessarily inhumane. No, they specially gave him a day to rest.

After breakfast, Wu Poxiong and his sister drove him around in the car to get familiar with the environment.

The countryside is not as prosperous as Hong Kong Island. The villages here are backed by mountains. Although they seem a bit remote, the living environment is very good. There are ancestral halls and temples in the villages. It is common to burn incense and worship Buddha. There are restaurants, mahjong parlors, shops, etc.

A group of people were sitting in the stall, some were picking their teeth, some were drinking, some were studying horse racing, and some were studying the Mark Six Lottery.

"Boy, I think you are very pleasing to the eye!" A young man with blond earrings and yellow hair put his arm around his shoulders and said, "Fuck with me from now on, and I will protect you."

"Thank you Brother Pheasant." This was the second person who said he would protect him after arriving at the chicken farm.

"Then what number do you think I should buy today?" Pheasant handed Yang Huai a horse book. Seeing his hesitation, he immediately took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket, "Take this first. To be honest, yesterday's I made a small bet, so I really didn’t win much. Don’t worry, I’ll listen to you in this game, and I’ll definitely bet a lot of money. If I win more, I’ll share the money with you.”

"Brother Pheasant, it was luck last time, I just said it casually," Yang Huai blamed himself for talking too much, "You can't take it seriously."

"You can win if you just talk nonsense, but what if you are serious?" said an old man next to him, "Ah Huai, you can analyze it for us. Don't worry, we won't blame you for good or bad, just say it."

"I really don't know how." Yang Huai wanted to slap himself, why is his mouth so mean? So many people have expectations for themselves these days!

It would be fine if he was right, but if he was wrong, he didn't believe that these people wouldn't blame him!

"Yes, Ah Huai, just say whatever you want." Yang Huai received so many people's attention that Wu Poxiong felt proud, and he also encouraged Yang Huai to talk about it.

"Brother." Wu Bojun poked Wu Boxiong to prevent him from talking.

"Ah Huai, tell me, you don't have to worry about losing money. If you win money, I'll follow you," a gray-haired old man said in a loud voice, "Just say it boldly!"

"I'll follow you Qi San too!"

"Seventy-three."

Others echoed.

Everyone seems to have great confidence in him.

It would be fine if he guessed correctly once, but the key is that Yang Huai guessed correctly three times in a row, how terrifying!

"Hey," Yang Huai himself often buys horses. He loses more than he wins. He is right in these few games. It's all luck! But now that everyone regards him as the God of Gamblers, he is a bit dumbfounded, "Whether you are betting on the favorite, the underdog, or the dark horse, in order to reduce the risk, the 100 bets should be spread over many different horses.

Even if a horse is worth buying, you don’t have to go all-in on it. What I want to say is that a simple split seems blind, and the best strategy is to allocate funds according to Kelly’s conditions.”

"Ah Huai, you know we are all rough guys and we don't understand what you are saying. Just tell me which horse it is!" An old man couldn't help but interrupt.

"yes."

"Just say it."

The old man's words struck a chord with everyone.

"But let's make an agreement first," Yang Huai hesitated, "This is really the last time, and I won't tell anyone who asks me about it in the future!"

"no problem!"

"Okay!"

"Do not worry!"

"."

Irresponsible promises are the easiest for everyone to agree to, and they may be forgotten in a few days.

"Then let's go with No. 6 and No. 3." Yang Huai chose the two safest horses. "As I said before, don't blame me if you lose."

After saying this, I realized that it was all in vain. Everyone was busy calling to place bets, so who had time to talk to him?

"Hey, Ah Huai, do you understand stocks?" An old lady came up to Yang Huai holding a financial newspaper.

"Sister Hua, I don't play stocks."

As a young man who was born in a new society, grew up in capitalism, is still unmarried, and has some experience in making friends, no matter how old the other person is, calling him "sister" is the most foolproof thing to do.

"Sanyuan Garden looks good to me. Its performance is growing steadily. Everyone says this stock is good. Look at the newspaper," the old lady read word for word from the newspaper. "The company's business is based on landscape architecture, architecture, Urban planning is the core, integrating natural sciences represented by geology, physical geography, soil science, and meteorology, and biological sciences represented by biology, botany, and ecology."

Her eyesight was not good, but she still read it from beginning to end.

"Sister Hua," Yang Huai knew that this old lady was a vegetable seller. She only earned so much money in a month. Her son was in poor health and her monthly expenses were huge. If she really bought this garden stock, she would definitely be compensated. He couldn't bear to make life more difficult without making any profit, so he reminded, "The garden business is related to the government budget. This company's business is basically concentrated in Hong Kong. Hong Kong's garden construction has long matured. I think there is no room for growth." Big.”

"Ah Huai, what you said makes sense," Sister Hua's eyes shone, "Then you can recommend one to me."

"I really don't understand."

Yang Huai quickly refused!

What a joke!

He hasn't escaped from the wolf's den yet, but he doesn't dare to enter the tiger's den with his bad words!

"Ah Huai, look what you said is clear and logical. You must understand, so don't be humble." At this moment, Pheasant and others came over after placing their bets.

"Ah Huai, just tell us, we won't let it out!" Others followed suit.

The gray-haired old man said, "Sister Hua has almost invested her life's savings in it. We asked her not to buy it, but she didn't listen. Just help her and let her get out of the trap."

"Yes, Ah Huai, I'm not greedy, I just need to get rid of the trap." Sister Hua took the opportunity to raise three fingers and said, "I lost three hundred thousand last year!"

"Okay, I won't do it next time." Yang Huai reluctantly snatched the newspaper from the old lady's hand. Under everyone's nervous gaze, he stared at the newspaper for a while, and then muttered, "Buy this Fugao Medicine."

"Pharmaceutical stocks?" Sister Hua cast a suspicious look at Yang Huai, "I lost money on pharmaceutical stocks last year."

"Sister Hua, if you believe me, just buy this one," Yang Huai said patiently. "Last year, the pharmaceutical sector significantly underperformed the market, and the valuation premium rate was also at a historically low level in the past seven years. Funds are the most important factor. Those who are sensitive will gradually find that the pharmaceutical sector is the direction of least resistance in the market."

"Then why do so many pharmaceutical companies choose this one?" Pheasant raised his own question.

"This is a mainland pharmaceutical company. I know it very well. It is the world's largest production base of sulfa and quinolone antibacterial drugs." He couldn't tell everyone that this company was run by her fourth aunt, right?

If the good news that the first generic drug is approved by the CFDA is released, will it not rise sharply?

Is this considered insider trading?