I'm confused, but I started trading stocks since I was sophomore, and it's been more than three years."

Yang Jiahui said generously: "You have to call me senior sister!"

Zhang Jun touched his head and said embarrassedly: "Hello, senior sister!"

Sister Wang Liping behind her smiled and turned around and said, "What's the name?"

Wang Jun, who was holding the door, interrupted and said, "I heard it all."

Hahaha……

The stock price of Shanghai Liujiu started to rise from the lowest price of 5.21 yuan, and now it has reached 5.45 yuan. Zhang Jun mentally calculated how much money he made, about 200 yuan. Of course, he didn't have the nerve to open the account to read it. He could only calculate it silently in his mentality. He turned to look at Yang Jiahui and found that she was just reading information and had no intention of caring about the changes in the stock price.

Zhang Jun wanted to ask why he wanted to buy it? He wanted to ask how much this stock could rise? But he didn't say it. He looked at Yang Jiahui with a blushing face and a thick neck, trying to find the answer from her face.

Yang Jiahui seemed to understand what Zhang Jun meant, and said with joy: "Do you want to know why?"

"Yes!" Zhang Jun replied.

Yang Jiahui said patiently: "First of all, today's market opened low. As I said when I was drinking last night, it was good. You can see the current time-sharing chart with volume, so you need to buy some tickets."

Zhang Jun switched the picture to the stock index, and the stock index rose all the way, and the trading volume was also magnifying sharply.

He looked at Yang Jiahui with envious and admiring eyes, thinking to himself: How great it will be when I will be like this too!

Looking back at Lao Hou, he saw that he was also chatting with Lao Cao leisurely, and then he saw that some of the others were flipping through newspapers and some were talking in a low voice. Aunt Wang Liping even weaved a cross stitch to a map.

No one cares about the market except Zhang Jun, and no one talks about stocks, which makes Zhang Jun feel very embarrassed. He wants to ask some questions but cannot ask them.

He had to switch the picture to the Shanghai Six Hundred, which he had just bought. Haha, this ticket actually hit the daily limit in a short period of time. It was unimaginable that he made a huge profit when he bought it for the first time. He was so excited that he jumped up and told him rationally that he should control it, control it and control it again.

Yang Jiahui asked Zhang Jun with a smile: "Do you feel good?"

"But, I want to know how you know how to reach the daily limit?" Zhang Jun asked with a smile.

After hearing this question, Yang Jiahui laughed and said, "I thought I was a god, so I had a lot of quilts."

Zhang Jun nodded in admiration.

I don’t know who lit the cigarette, and then several cigarettes were emitting cigarettes. Aunt Wang Liping, who couldn’t smoke, looked at everyone and said, “I’ll pick up my grandson, please stop smoking!” Then she left the big room.

Yang Jiahui asked Zhang Jun: "Do you smoke?"

Zhang Jun shook his head.

"Then let's go to the hall for a walk." After saying that, he pulled Zhang Jun.

Zhang Jun followed out very obediently.

The hall was much more chaotic than the large room on the upper floor. They came to the chairs behind and sat down. The large screen in front was flashing with moving light. The market was like a wild horse that had been ridden off. No one who was watching the market could control their emotions. Some people were upset why they opened low and wanted to sell; some were upset why they didn't buy it.

The staff in the service area were much more energetic than yesterday, and everyone was talking, talking, and looking forward to...

The two sat for a while, but Zhang Jun spoke first: "May I ask, have you been working on stock trading after college?"

Yang Jiahui replied happily: "I studied finance in college. After graduation, I didn't fall in love with work, so I came." After that, I felt happy.

"Why did you enter the stock market? Don't you know you need to be cautious when entering the market?"

Faced with Yang Jiahui's series of questions, Zhang Jun could only tell the truth: "My unit is in a downturn. I heard that Hou Yongfa has made a lot of money, so I want to try it."

"I also know that the stock market has great risks, but I think it should be fine to be careful. Besides, you can help me check it out." Zhang Jun murmured.

Yang Jiahui nodded without answering, and Zhang Jun couldn't continue asking anything. The two of them sat for a while without saying a word.

Zhang Jun felt uncomfortable sitting, and hedgehog was stuck on his butt. He didn't know what to say. He looked at the beauty beside him, still holding the hot water, looking at everything in the hall with a calm expression.

Zhang Jun blushed and got something from somewhere: "The weather is so good today!"

Yang Jiahui, who was drinking water, smiled and sprayed a sip of water.

After a while, Yang Jiahui looked at Zhang Jun with a smile and asked, "What do you do in the unit?"

Zhang Jun said: "I work as an artist in the trade union."

Yang Jiahui said with a good impression: "Old Hou said that your calligraphy is very skillful."

"If you like it very much, you will practice it." Zhang Jun seemed very modest.

Although the hall was a little noisy, the smell of smoke was much smaller, which did not hinder the mood of the two of them. The sun shone in from the huge floor-to-ceiling windows and shone behind the two of them. The two were shrouded in by the sun and felt warm. Zhang Jun, who had a cold, was cured without medicine.

Zhang Jun touched Yang Jiahui and said, "Look at that person, I sold Shanmei International yesterday!" Yang Jiahui looked in the direction of her finger and was the fat sister Wang.

Just when she saw Sister Wang stomping her feet, her regretful expression was self-evident. Yang Jiahui said to Zhang Jun with certainty: "She must have lost money!"

Sure enough, she, who had a loud voice, said to the person next to her, "Look, I didn't sell it yesterday, and it went crazy again." The person next to her nodded sympathetically and sighed!

Young people of the opposite sex always have endless things to say when they are together. Time passes by bit by bit, and the lunch break is approaching.

There were more people shouting at the door, and Zhang Jun felt a little hungry, so he asked Yang Jiahui what he wanted to eat.

Yang Jiahui shook her head and said, "I won't eat it."

Zhang Jun asked in confusion: "Aren't you hungry?"

"But I'm losing weight." Yang Jiahui said and laughed with her lips pursed.

In the afternoon, the big room.

Lao Hou, Mr. Liu, Lao Cao and Wang Liping were playing mahjong leisurely, and Yang Jiahui was analyzing the market for Zhang Jun. Zhang Jun listened carefully and looked at the stocks he bought in the morning from time to time. Shanghai 601-digit daily limit was closed tightly, and the joy of victory was always around him.

At home, Zhang Jun never buys groceries and cooks, but this time it was the first time to buy groceries for his father in the vegetable market and his mother's glass beef. He hopes to give his parents a surprise because today is a victorious day, not only in stocks, but also...

Chapter 5 Happy Moment

Chapter 5 Happy Moment

At the dinner table, Zhang Jun talked with his parents about his gains today, and talked about how he won the 600 Shanghai experience today, and of course he added a lot of preservatives and pigments.

My father was listening and savoring a small wine. My father loved to drink, but he didn't drink much, and he drank one or two taels of wine every time. My mother didn't drink, so she picked up a pin and pressed the glass cow after dinner.

They listened carefully to their son’s story and shared their son’s joy!

When his father saw Zhang Jun finishing his speech, he asked casually: "Who is that Yang Jiahui?"

"Oh, I'm a friend." Zhang Jun said.

The mother asked with concern: "Is she a girl!"

Zhang Jun felt nervous and hurriedly said, "A normal friend was slapped."

After Zhang Jun said that, he returned to his room in a panic, brought the door with his back hand, closed his eyes and quietly recalled what happened today.

Outside the door, his parents' words caught his attention.
Chapter completed!