Unparalleled Crazy Young System

In the next afternoon, Ye Hao started to resume the work that Song Xiaoyue had been reviewing before. Zhou Qianyi would also be watching, but she didn't talk a lot. Song Xiaoyue asked her what was going on, but she didn't say anything.

After school, Ye Hao protected Zhou Qianyi and went home.

At noon the next day, just after class this time, Ye Hao was called directly to the office by Zhao Yanting.

"Yanting, your stock has a daily limit in the morning! It's so amazing."

"Ms. Zhao seems to have bought two thousand shares. This time, I made two to three thousand in a blink of an eye. It's about to catch up with our one month's salary."

"Teacher Jiang's stock did not rise sharply this morning. Instead, it has a downward trend."

As soon as Zhao Yanting entered the office, she was surrounded by a group of teachers, and there was a lot of discussion there.

Ye Hao was dragged aside by a teacher who happened to be the female teacher who spoke to them yesterday.

"That... classmate Ye Hao, is it okay for the teacher to trouble you with one thing?" The female teacher looked at Ye Hao with a smile.

Ye Hao took a look at Zhao Yanting's side. She probably won't have time to care about herself for a while.

"Teacher, please tell me, what's the matter." Ye Hao looked at the female teacher.

The female teacher immediately took out her mobile phone and pointed to the stock she bought on the screen. It was the stock that Jiang Huajian said before. It didn't rise all morning, but fell slightly. "Ye Hao, you said that this stock is not good? Is it true?" The female teacher looked at Ye Hao suspiciously. Originally, she didn't quite believe that a student would understand the stock market, but this kid just let Zhao Yanting bought the stock and hit the daily limit today. It was a coincidence.

It's a coincidence.

"I have said everything. If you don't believe me, I can't help it." Ye Hao shrugged, walked to Zhao Yanting's computer and opened her page about the stock market.

Shenhuo shares: 11.13 yuan (the number in the previous chapter is wrong, please see the officer directly add a zero to the units position. Twenty thousand shares are also changed to two thousand shares, sorry!)

Yesterday, it was only 10 yuan. Looking at the above situation, the daily limit was three hours after the market opened this morning. Ye Hao nodded in satisfaction.

"Um... Um. Ye Hao, in fact, I still quite believe you. Then what stocks should I buy now? Follow Teacher Zhao to buy this one? Will this one go up tomorrow." The female teacher asked cautiously Tao.

"If you believe me, Mr. Zhao, you can sell it whenever Mr. Zhao sells it. If you don't believe me, I say no more." Ye Hao spread his hands.

The female teacher gritted her teeth: "I...I believe Ye Hao, I will go and sell the junk stock, and I will buy it when the stock reopens tomorrow."

After speaking, the female teacher ran away without stopping.

At this time, Zhao Yanting just came over, and she wiped the sweat from her forehead: "They see other people making money, they are so enthusiastic."

"If you are like this, you still want to thank me." Ye Hao smiled and looked at Zhao Yanting. Zhao Yanting walked to Ye Hao's side and patted Ye Hao on the shoulder: "I didn't expect, what is in your head, you will still be trading in stocks. This stock has only been bought for a day, so this lady made a profit. Two or three thousand! Not bad, not bad. I will ask you to eat eight yuan of hemp tonight

Spicy. "

"It turns out that the relationship between us is only a Mala Tang worth eight yuan." Ye Hao looked at Zhao Yanting with a faint look.

Zhao Yanting turned white as Ye Hao, and then looked at her computer; "This stock is really good to earn two thousand, but I am going to sell it tomorrow, and the daily limit is expected to fall after one day."

"Sold it? Did you make a mistake? You just made two thousand yuan, so you bought it. You hold it in your hand first, let alone say that you won't fall within five working days." Ye Hao patted. Chest guaranteed.

"Really?" Zhao Yanting still looked at Ye Hao suspiciously.

"Of course..." When Ye Hao was about to speak, footsteps came from the door of the office. Jiang Jianhua walked in. He was holding a mobile phone in his hand, and his eyes were a little anxious. I have been staring at the stock.

"Mr. Jiang. Why didn't the stock you let us buy go up."

"Yes, a few dollars have fallen."

"This won't... is there any problem?"

Several people around Jiang Huajian who bought the stock surrounded Jiang Jianhua one after another.

A confident smile appeared on Jiang Jianhua's face quickly: "You can rest assured, it's just a postponement in the morning, and it will definitely rise in the afternoon. It's like climbing a mountain. I'm tired. Of course I need a rest."

"Well, let's wait. We have put in a few months' salary."

"Mr. Jiang's words, there should be nothing wrong."

...

Listening to the discussion over there, Ye Hao whispered: "Sister Ting, you didn't persuade your teachers to sell that guy's stock?"

Zhao Yanting shook her head: "I persuaded, but they didn't listen. But because the stocks I bought this morning had a daily limit, some people still believed me, but they are still hovering."

Ye Hao sighed and shook his head. He had said everything he should have said. If someone didn't listen to him, there would be no way.

...

Time soon arrived at the weekend, and Ye Hao's life slowly returned to normal. He accompanied Song Xiaoyue to the piano shop during the day to practice piano, and at night he taught Zhao Yanting mathematics.

However, Qiu Xueyao has not returned to the apartment in the past two days, nor has he visited him. Before, he said that there was something to do with him, but now he has not even a shadow. Ye Hao walked helplessly on the way home in the night. As for Song Xiaoyue, since Song Ying suspected that she was "scheming" with her sister last Christmas, she would pick herself up every time she practiced in the piano store. Sister went home, as if she was afraid that her sister was studying

The school piano shop and other spare time are the same as Ye Hao's contact.

During the school, Ye Hao also met Xia Xue many times, but Xia Xue's eyes looked at her with no resentment, but a little more indifference and disgust.

Buzzing

Just when Ye Hao walked into the gate of the community, his cell phone rang, not the phone but the text message.

After Ye Hao turned on the phone, his expression changed.

"This stupid woman, after telling her, she even fell into the net. After Zhou Wanda came back, she had to contact her for the protection agreement."

Ye Hao quickly ran to the Volkswagen that he had parked in the community. In the past two days, he asked Feizi to obtain the license plate and driver's license for himself. These things are all real. After all, Baoye took the shot. Small things can still be solved.

At the gate of the community, the security guard was drinking tea and looking at the newspaper. The next moment a wind blew, accompanied by the sound of tire rubbing, he suddenly raised his head in fright. The tea in his hand was spilled on his newspaper and his pants. .

The security guard looked at the culprit who drove far away, a Volkswagen! "Fuck. A broken Volkswagen still learns to drift, so I'm not afraid of a flat tire, I'm your sister."