My 1979

Listening to the sound of bank text messages coming from time to time on his mobile phone, and then looking at the balance reminder, he got angry and continued to make calls. Since he was playing, he should play bigger!

It’s rare to have a chance to fight in life. If you don’t fight now, then you will fight.

"Brother Nan, this is inside information. Don't worry, you can't lose money! I only use it for two days! Do you want to buy it too? Okay, let's make money together!"

His voice was high and full of passion. Even though he had lowered his voice, it still smelled like canned herrings. People nearby could pick up one or two key points without deliberately listening, especially the word 'insider trading'. .

Five or six people had slowly moved closer to his position, and they exchanged glances with each other tacitly. They did not interfere and listened to their own opinions.

"This is a penny stock," a knowledgeable person muttered to himself.

"Inside information, is it true or false?" Another middle-aged man standing in the corner turned around and asked, as if seeking other people's opinions.

"I just made a fortune in Zhongyang Land. Although the word "land" is added, the actual production is electronics and toy products, which have nothing to do with real estate." An old man wearing glasses said, "This ten thousand yuan I really don’t know what kind of path the Wen Group has, are they going to acquire Zhongyang Land?”

"No wonder you don't make money by trading stocks, and you don't even know about Wanwen Group?" Another old man looked at him with contempt, "This is the major shareholder of the tradable shares of Cheung Kong Group and China Resources Gas, and it is also the controlling shareholder of Kowloon Construction. It is said to operate paper mills and building materials in the mainland."

"And I just bought the Champagne Mansion." An old lady carrying a bag added.

"What about this news?" Just when the old man wearing glasses was about to become suspicious, the people around him had already dispersed. A quick glance revealed that they were all holding phones, spreading the inside information they had just learned to the world.

Everyone is holding the attitude that they would rather kill by mistake than let it go. What's wrong with taking a gamble?

The sun was so hot that people were as hot as pancakes, and their heads were covered in sweat from being fried, but this still did not affect everyone's enthusiasm for sharing secrets.

"It's up. It's up." With a scream, a burst of carnival suddenly broke out in the hall.

"It's really gone up."

Wu Poxiong and his group had been staring at the screen, and they were huddled together in excitement at this moment, dancing with their hands and feet.

"What are you doing?" Pheasant and Wu Poxiong pushed each other away with disgust on their faces.

"Ah" Yang Huai looked confused.

Wu Poxiong said, "Brother Huai, do you think we should increase our position? Don't worry, I can still borrow from my friend."

"Yes, yes," Sister Hua rushed to say, "I haven't escorted my house out yet."

"Brother Huai, just say a word and we will follow suit." Old man Guan was very old and couldn't help but be excited. His bones were light and he looked a bit senile.

"This is up a dime." Yang Huai couldn't help but look at the screen, and then looked curiously at the beaming old men and women in the hall, "The market seems to be falling, why are you so happy?"

"I'm going to find out." Sister Hua is also curious. Except when she sells vegetables, she hangs out here all year round. These old men and women are no better than her. They usually cry more and laugh less. This kind of thing makes the whole audience happy. She had never encountered such a joyous scene before.

As soon as she walked over, the old men and women who were chatting together suddenly dispersed and returned to their own places.

"Sister Xing," Sister Hua asked an old lady with a smile, "are you making money?"

"Then you are so lucky." Sister Xing grinned and answered casually.

"Then you're busy." Sister Hua looked at the other party's screen, unable to see the way out, and the other party didn't want to see her, so naturally she didn't want to make herself miserable here.

Zhongyang Land made great progress all the way, and when it reached 9 cents, the whole audience burst into cheers.

"One hundred thousand in, two hundred thousand out?" Sister Zhen excitedly kissed Yang Huai on the face. Everyone laughed, but no one cared.

"Pay attention to the impact." Yang Huai coughed heavily in embarrassment. Was he being teased?

"Brother Huai, whatever you say will be whatever you say from now on," Sister Zhen said as she collapsed on Yang Huai's lap, "Hey, hey."

Yang Huai was so embarrassed that she threw her butt on the ground, and everyone laughed even louder.

"I betrayed my lust for you, and you still have the nerve to smile." Sister Zhen stood up and patted her butt as if nothing had happened. She was very angry. She glanced sideways at Ah Mei, and intentionally or unintentionally glanced at the firm chest, "You know what, you superior."

"Sister, Brother Huai can't even take a look at you," Amei glanced at Yang Huai coyly, "I don't even have a chance."

"What are you talking about?" Yang Huai quickly stopped. He couldn't afford to offend any of these naughty girls. "Look at what the market is like now. I'm going to go back home."

What kind of luck is this?

Randomly pointed at a penny stock and it went up?

"Brother Huai, I charged 1 yuan," Pheasant stammered, and a long-lasting cheer sounded again in the hall, and everyone's face was beaming with joy.

"It's doubled." After rushing into the one-yuan mark, Yang Huai felt a little more confident. No matter whether he made more or less, he still made money. He finally had an explanation, "Otherwise we can Are you going back first?"

"Brother Huai, we all listen to you."

At this moment, no matter what Yang Huai said, no one in the crowd would respond.

Wu Poxiong drove back to the chicken farm. Wu Pojun was carrying a bag of chicken feed to mix for the chickens. Yang Huai hurried over and grabbed it on his shoulder before the car stopped.

"Sister, you didn't notice, Ah Huai is so awesome today, he can guess right when buying stocks!" Wu Poxiong couldn't find anyone to express his excitement.

"Oh." Wu Bojun showed no reaction at all.

"Can you please make some noise?" Wu Poxiong asked for trouble, so he left angrily and went back to his room to sleep.

Yang Huai put all the feed into the mixing machine and was about to put his hand on the switch, but Wu Bojun slapped him away.

"What's wrong?" Yang Huai looked at her angry look and was a little puzzled.

"Do you understand that you can really kill people if you do this?" Mr. Wu Bo turned his head.

"Looking at your eldest brother, you know what other people are like. Can I hide away?" Yang Huai also looked helpless. Spreading his hands, he said, "If you have a way to stop them, I'd love it."

"This is gambling!"

"I don't agree with that," Yang Huai said with a smile, "The securities market is market behavior and there are rules to follow. It is not the same thing as gambling."

"Do you think you did the right thing?" Wu Bojun looked at him blankly.