In the state, who can say what?

Only Zhang Jun is the happiest person. He feels that the current market is really good. He doesn't understand why he is worried.

Look at this and that, I was really bored sitting downstairs alone.

He was still sitting in the back chair, looking around the entire hall, which was another scene. There were obviously more people here, and everyone's face was full of smiles, showing high fighting spirit.

Zhang Jun especially likes such an environment. He thinks that he will feel particularly good in such an environment. Unlike the few people in the big room, who always worry about nothing.

The few people sitting not far from the right attracted his gaze. They were young people. Their faces were red. It was obvious that they had just drunk alcohol, and maybe they were even more excited because they had made money.

One of them patted his chest with his hands, and his expression was Soros' second.

"I rose more than ten points in two days and made several thousand, haha!"

"Mine has also increased a lot," said another person.

"Mine has increased a lot!"

Their happy expressions were undoubtedly revealed. Zhang Jun couldn't help but feel a little envy in his heart when he looked at their proud expressions, and there was a little jealousy mixed in his envy.

Suddenly, the big screen showed that the stock index was rapidly diving downward. The few people in front looked at each other for a few moments, and then rushed to the trading area. As the stock index continued to fall, the number of people in the trading area continued to increase. Zhang Jun understood that this was a profit and was eliminated.

He also felt a little uneasy in his heart, so he immediately stood up and quickly returned to the big room.

As soon as he entered the house, he found Yang Jiahui looking at him with a roll of eyes. He was beating the drum in his heart and sat on his chair with a little staggering.

Yang Jiahui pointed to her monitor and said, "Look, the one I just bought fell."

Zhang Jun followed the gesture and saw that Angang Co., Ltd. was in the process of falling.

He comforted: "This is washing the dish!"

"Do you understand washing the dish? Tell me."

Yang Jiahui asked curiously.

Zhang Jun was speechless because he really didn't see it.

Yang Jiahui snorted, then said in a low voice: "Look at whether there is trading volume when it falls?"

“It’s been reduced a lot.”

They looked at each other and were all happy. Now Zhang Jun understood why it was washing the dishes instead of shipping them.

Sure enough, it took less time. Angang Co., Ltd. suddenly felt like a needle of morphine and attacked upwards with a howl, just like a million heroes crossing the river. It was unstoppable. No matter how many sell orders there were or how many pressure plates there were, they would eat them all according to the order.

He glanced at her enviously.

Yang Jiahui said: "The steel has risen."

Only then did Zhang Jun notice that the Baosteel he bought in the morning was also rising, and it was not less than Ansteel.

Aunt Wang walked over happily and asked, "Dajun, what are the people downstairs doing?"

"There are a lot more people downstairs. Many people are selling the decline just now!"

"Oh, that's it!"

Aunt Wang said, leaning against the window drinking water, but her eyes were looking at everyone in the room.

"What else do you think? Start chatting!" Aunt Wang issued the order.

"I'll tell you a joke to activate the atmosphere!" Aunt Wang was in a particularly good mood today.

"One day Lao Hou came very late, and Lao Liu asked: Why are you here so late today? Lao Hou said: He was at an intersection and saw a sign that said: Please go by the construction ahead! Lao Hou turned a big bend and walked, and there was a sign in front that said, "Make a road ahead, please go slowly."

Lao Hou just walked slowly little by little..."

Haha, accompanied by a burst of laughter, Lao Hou also stood up.

"I'm that stupid!"

"This story is purely fiction! If there is any similarity, it is a coincidence!" Aunt Wang laughed loudly.

With the laughter all over the room, the atmosphere became warmer.

Mr. Liu pushed his glasses and said, "Little Hou is not that stupid. He is very wise and stupid!"

After saying that, he looked at Lao Hou with a embarrassed look on his face.

"I'm called exercising!" Lao Hou shouted.

Everyone was in a very good mood, and all the sorrows were no longer there. They were waiting for the market to continue in laughter.

The morning thunderstorm is in sharp contrast with the current sunshine and sunshine. The current air is a little wet; some warmth is particularly fresh and pleasant. The sun is lazy in the air, and the sun is lazy and not so sunny, as if everything has stopped.

In such a sunshine and in such an environment, everyone is a little sleepy. Perhaps this market allows them to support their eyelids, persist, persist...

Mr. Liu was a little older after all, so he saw him leaning against a chair, freeing his feet from his shoes, resting on the computer desk, leaning his head back, and snoring with his mouth open. The snoring sound was like a whistle started by a train. Although it was a little noise, the rhythm was still quite strong.

A person's sleepiness will affect other people. This old saying is true at all. Lao Hou, Wang Jun came, and Lao Cao all yawned. Lao Hou and Lao Cao also liberated their feet to the computer desk like Mr. Liu.

After a while, Aunt Wang and Fang Xia also lay on the table and fell asleep. Except for Zhang Jun and Yang Jiahui, they all fell asleep silly.

Zhang Jun quickly looked at everyone with his eyes and found that they were sleeping very hard. Then he took advantage of his courage to come to her and kissed her gently. Yang Jiahui just smiled and did not resist at all. Zhang Jun's heart immediately became energetic and kissed her even harder. However, the chair under his butt made a "crunch". This sound was like thunder, and Zhang Jun's heart was jumping around, but fortunately no one paid attention to them.

They covered each other's mouths and laughed. Yang Jiahui clenched her fists and shook back and forth in front of him, which meant to retaliate against him; to attack him.

There was no sound in the room except snoring. The two of them were whispering and flirting.

A gust of wind blew in, and the half-open door was slowly closed. At this time, the room became quieter. Zhang Jun leaned his chair gently to the other side, then pointed at the monitor and whispered: "It's just right, teach me!"

"All right!"

A beautiful woman is a teacher. Such stories are only unique in such an environment. She teaches quietly, he is learning carefully, and the relationship between the two people slowly grows unknowingly. In ancient times, there were flowers as media, but now there are stocks as media.

Yang Jiahui told him: "Stocks should be carefully cared for. Just like Boss Gao, if you love a stock, you will pay attention to the development of the company for a long time. In this way, you can get very big profits."

"It's a pity that I don't have the patience like him." Yang Jiahui said, with a little sad expression.

"Oh." Zhang Jun also thought about it.

"In fact, everyone has their own strengths, and making money is a good way." Zhang Jun saw that she was a little sad, so he tried his best to explain.

"Puchi", Yang Jiahui said, she knew that there is no good or bad method, and making money is a good method, so Zhang Jun's words really came to the point.

As the two of them were talking, they suddenly felt that the air inside the house was a little strange.

Zhang Jun said: "Is there any garbage?"

He turned around and carefully checked every corner of the room. The indoor hygiene was very clean and there was nothing special.

While he was puzzled, Yang Jiahui suddenly became happy: "Look at their feet."

It turned out that a few sweaty feet were emitting a disgusting smell.

Zhang Jun walked over
Chapter completed!