The System Let Me Go Fortune Telling

Today is not a weekend, and Wangzishan probably doesn't have too many people. Wu Jun is not going to set up a stall anymore. He has a more important thing to do.

Opening an account, he is going to try stock trading.

He has carefully considered that giving people fortune-telling, selling charms, and curing diseases can make money, but these are not stable, and people like Su Hao Ran are not always available.

As for going to the antique market to pick up leaks, just think about it.

Let alone whether there is an antique market in Xilin City, even if there is, he can't find the door if there is no expert to lead the way.

But stock trading is different. Everyone can play this thing, and the initiative is completely in their own hands.

In the past few days, he has studied the basics of stock trading. He already knows what T+1 is and what is Yinxianyangxian, so he thinks it's time to enter the stock market.

The process of opening an account is very simple. Many bank halls have securities companies' points, which will be completed very quickly, and then download the securities company's APP, you can directly operate the trading on your mobile phone.

It is a bit difficult to choose a suitable one among thousands of stocks. He has to look at the candlestick chart one by one with the eyes of heaven.

Now he can only use Tianji Eye a hundred times a day, so it depends on his luck. It was not until 2:30 noon that he chose a stock called "Huasheng Shares" and bought it with a full position of 100,000 yuan.

I bought this stock not because of anything else, but because from its K-line chart for the next month, starting from next Monday, it will have a daily limit of twelve consecutive working days.

In other words, after more than half a month, the one hundred thousand yuan he invested will become more than three hundred and ten thousand yuan. Excluding commissions and taxes, at least three hundred thousand yuan can be obtained.

Of course this is just theory.

After buying, he once again used the celestial eye on the K-line chart of "Huasheng Shares" to make sure that its trend has not changed because of his 100,000 yuan, and he was relieved.

That's right, the daily trading volume of the stock market is in units of 100 million yuan, and he can't make a butterfly effect in such a small mess.

After studying the K-line chart for a long time, he was also dizzy, and fell on the sofa to take a nap. When he woke up, it was already dark.

Seeing a bunch of brand new appliances in the kitchen, he finally shook his head.

When he was living with his grandparents before, he often cooked by himself, always feeling that the kitchen utensils at home restricted his cooking skills. But now that these ideal kitchen utensils are in front of him, he doesn't have the mood to cook.

As usual, he came to the small restaurant he was familiar with. The owner of the restaurant saw this old customer coming, and immediately helped him stir-fry with a smile.

"Brother," the boss looked out the door when serving the first dish, and then whispered to him, "You don't want to play slot machines anymore."

"What's wrong?"

"I can't say more, but if you listen to me, you must be right."

The boss looks mysterious, but Wu Jun doesn't care much.

He knew that the slot machine was a gang, probably from the underworld, but he was just playing for fun at the time, and he won ten thousand pieces back and forth. It was better to play in a different place, so as not to disturb these people behind the scenes.

Besides, we are going to stock up now. Naturally, Tianji Eye will never waste it anymore. This is only a few dollars?

After dinner, Wu Jun walked along the street for a while. As soon as he got home and sat down, he heard someone knock on the door.

"Who?"

"Express delivery."

Wu Jun frowned. It was late at night, Mao's express delivery!

But he still wanted to see who it was, but as soon as the door opened, seven or eight people swarmed in.

This group of people are different in height, short, fat, and thin, but they are all wearing white shirts, with flat heads and no dyed hair. All of them look in good spirits, like elite white-collar workers, and they don't know where to come.

The leader is a tall man of at least 1.8 meters, very thin, and looks very smart.

There is no need to greet Wu Jun. He naturally sat on the sofa and beckoned to Wu Jun: "Don't be afraid, brother, we are not bad guys. What are you doing while standing? Come and sit!"

Wu Jun:...Is this your home or mine?

After Wu Jun sat down, the tall and thin man smiled and said, "You should know our purpose."

"do not know."

"Ha ha."

The tall and thin man didn't think of a pestle at all, and took out some documents and photos from a bag he carried with him.

When Wu Jun looked at these photos, his eyes narrowed.

It's not someone else in the picture, it's him.

But obviously it was not a normal shot. The camera was either through the kitchen window or far away, taking pictures of him when he was setting up a stall in Wangzishan.

It's no wonder that the first two days always felt that someone was stalking him, even if it wasn't for this group of people, it had a lot to do with them.

"Wu Jun, eighteen years old this year," the big man said blankly. "My parents died when I was very young. Last year, your grandfather, your last relative, also passed away. You... now are one person."

"Why," Wu Jun asked with a smile, "investigate me so clearly, do you want to introduce me to someone?"

The thin and tall one ignored his ridicule and continued: "You started playing slot machines in a few streets nearby. As long as you touched the machines, you won them all."

As he said, he looked at the full carton of coins in the corner of the living room: "If I guessed correctly, those should be your trophies."

"What's wrong?" Wu Jun asked, "I know that you put those machines, but when you put the machines, only people are allowed to lose, and no one is allowed to win? Or do you want to get the money back?"

"No, no, no, you misunderstood. It's only ten thousand dollars. It's really not for me. To put in one’s eyes."

"Then what do you guys do in my house?"

The big man smiled and took out a business card.

Xilin Longteng Financial Development Co., Ltd.

Department Manager: Gu Xiaobo.

Finance company?

For some reason, Wu Jun immediately thought of loan sharks and financing companies that ran away with money.

A group of gangsters, think they can wash themselves white by wearing a white shirt?

"I'm here today because I have something good for you," Gu Xiaobo said. "After our investigation, you bet on a slot machine with a hundred victories, and you have never beaten the air once.

"You have such an ability. Isn't it a waste to win a few coins?

"But you are lucky and met me.

"I've always had a heart for talent, so..."

Wu Jun frowned slightly. Both his natural character and Houtian's education determined that there were only two possible relationships between him and this kind of person. One was okay, and the other was hostile.

"Forget it," he said, "I can't join you."

"Join? No, you think too much." Gu Xiaobo shook his head, pointed at Wu Jun, and pointed at himself, "I just have the intention of cooperating with you, but before seeing your methods in detail, I am still in Investigation stage. If you want to join us formally, you...it shouldn’t be possible. Your physique is not good, your qualifications are too shallow, and you don’t have enough academic qualifications."

Wu Jun:...

The dignified celestial master was actually disgusted by a guy who put a slot machine on the street!

Not enough academic qualifications?

It's the same underworld, why are you so good?

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