, want to touch and make a sample and suck.

Cough cough... Fang Xia's cough broke the silence.

"If you don't know, forget it, why bother?" Aunt Wang said quietly.

"Get angry."

"What's the point of getting angry?

The dealer can't get out, either." Aunt Wang replied.

Mr. Liu stood up, walked around the room with his hands behind his back, and said, "Looking at the distance, looking at the investors from close range, lamenting that although the summer is hot, there is endless spring here."

"Okay! Another one!" Everyone applauded at the same time.

"The emergencies are not good. I am most afraid of being confused. I cannot leave today and can do it again tomorrow." He laughed loudly.

Hahaha……

Yang Jiahui quietly touched Zhang Jun: "I have to go to the provincial capital today and I can only come back tonight."

Zhang Jun asked reluctantly: "Then you won't watch the market?"

"I can't sell it, I won't see it anymore,"

"Then I won't watch it anymore, I'll accompany you home?"

"No need, my dad is waiting at home."

"Oh." Zhang Jun answered softly.

Yang Jiahui picked up her bag, smiled at Zhang Jun secretly, then deliberately stroked his face with her hands, then said goodbye to everyone and said, "Let's go, see you tomorrow!"

As he said that, he ran out.

When the old Hou saw her leaving, he turned around and said to Zhang Jun, "What's wrong? Have you broken up?"

"What's the matter?" Zhang Jun was in a confused manner.

Lao Cao also came to join in the fun and asked, "Old Hou said, why did you break up?"

"It's nothing."

Aunt Wang also asked, "Didn't you break the seal or not?"

"I'll walk downstairs for a while, the smoke is too choking!" Zhang Jun said, and got up and went downstairs.

There was a lot of laughter in the house.

The scene in the hall downstairs was not good. Zhang Jun was still sitting in the corner of the back row, quietly observing everyone's expressions. A sentence from Mr. Liu flashed through his mind: "You must carefully observe other people's trading trends, retail investors always turn the indicators in reverse.

He looked at the people in panic, listened carefully to every sentence with his ears, and secretly pondered the meaning of Mr. Liu's words in his heart.

The conversation between two people attracted his attention. These were two middle-aged women, one wearing a dark purple coat and the other wearing a light purple coat. From the expression, they looked like a veteran. Zhang Jun silently thought in his heart.

The light purple woman said, "Sister, where do you think the market will fall?"

"It should be no problem to fall by more than 600 points."

"Isn't that going to be over 3,000?"

"Yes!" said the dark purple woman.

"Then will we sell when the rebound?"

"You can also cut your flesh!" said the deep purple woman hatefully.

After saying that, the two of them fell into a depressed market again.

"The army is hiding here to hide from the quietness." Mr. Liu was sitting next to Zhang Jun.

"Uncle Liu is here, you are bothering them to smoke!"

"Isn't that true? I'm choking to death!" said the old man.

The old man then asked, "What are you thinking?"

"I didn't think about anything, I just look at them." As he said that, he raised his head and signaled.

Zhang Jun continued, "Mr. Liu, do you think the market will be good? Even if you say it's not possible."

"Yes, will the market be better tomorrow and the day after tomorrow?" The old man also said to himself with a confused look on his face.

Zhang Jun looked at the old man, and the old man looked at him, and then he laughed.

"I told you, young man, the stock market is not a casino, it should be invested in."

"But investment doesn't make money!" Zhang Jun said.

“Yes, yes.

Many things are unreasonable!" The old man sighed.

At this time, the hall was already full of commotion, with complaints and scolding intertwined, and there was no longer the gentleness of the past. Some said: "The stamp duty is already very high, why do you still raise it?" Some said: "This stock market is a place to make money."...

Zhang Jun felt it made sense, so he turned around and asked the old man: "Are they saying that?"

“There are many unreasonable things.”

"But no one is forcing anyone to come with a gun! You should have the courage to take risks when you come.

"This guy, no one is forcing the stock market." Zhang Jun said deeply with emotion.

"What will we do in the future?" Zhang Jun asked.

"Give up the small and catch the big!"

"oh!"

"I have to go home and understand your spirit!" Zhang Jun said with a smile.

hehe……

In the afternoon, Zhang Jun and Mr. Liu were still sitting in their original positions. Zhang Jun still heard the old man talking nonsense, such as flying in the sky, running on the ground, and swimming in the water. The old man finally said a very interesting sentence: "The best way to a bear market is to rest!"

The market for the day has ended, and a depressed trading day has passed. The people in the hall seem to be reluctant to leave. Many people are still reviewing the matter and want to find the answer.

At this time, stock comments were heard in the loudspeaker in the hall. This is the exchange's daily after-hours analysis. I listened to a middle-aged man's speech: "Hello, everyone, investors.

Today, under the influence of major negative news, the market plummeted by 300 points, and almost all stocks hit the limit. However, from the K-line analysis, the stock index trend has not been destroyed and the trading volume has not been amplified. Therefore, it is predicted that the stock index will open high and close with a mid-yang tomorrow! Mainly with patience, there is no need to panic, thank you everyone!"

The old man pulled Zhang Jun and said, "I don't need to listen to this, it's boring."

After saying that, he laughed.

Zhang Jun also became happy.

During dinner, my father asked Zhang Jun with concern: "I heard that the stock market is not good today, is it true?"

"kindness."

"How are you?" My mother was very anxious.

"Mine is OK." Zhang Jun was unwilling to let his parents worry about him.

However, her mother, who works in a bank, knew everything. She gently warned: "The stock market is for investment, you must buy a good company!"

"Yeah, I know."

Sitting in front of the desk, Zhang Jun was thinking about his thoughts while reading a book. Suddenly, "Dingdong, Dingdong," it was the sound of a text message. He hurriedly turned on his phone, and the text message read: Dajun, thinking about greeting me, crying ant!

He compiled the text message and sent it out. The content was very simple: You are my rose, you are my flower, come back early, miss you! Miss you so much!

It was late at night, and Zhang Jun was not asleep yet. He looked at the night outside the window. The moonlight conveyed the message of the two people. He could feel that she was not asleep, and she was also looking at the bright moon.

He was thinking about what would happen tomorrow? Will tomorrow be a shocking moment? He was looking forward to...

Chapter 9: The best way to go

Chapter 9: The best way to go

It's so cloudy and so dark.

The black clouds rolled in the sky, roaring, and pressing very low, making people feel breathless. Just like the current market, it suppressed the hearts of every investor and made everyone's nerves collapse tightly. The rain fell from the dark clouds, and it started with dripping dripping, but later turned into strings of pearls. The raindrops hit the ground and stirred up flowers. The flowers seemed to tell some kind of tragic story. The water splashes everywhere made people feel a hint of chill.

"Click!"
Chapter completed!