"kindness."

"There will be class tomorrow, mom will take you to bed!" Fang Xia happily took Lily out of the restaurant.

"Goodbye aunt, uncle, uncle." Lily greeted everyone.

After an episode, several people started chatting together again.

Zhang Jun asked Fang Xia: "Sister Fang, I heard that you made a lot of money by trading stocks. How did you do it?"

Fang Xia smiled and said, "It's very simple, it's just follow the trend."

“What about specific?”

"I can't say it." Fang Xia shook her head.

Wang Junlai took over and said, "When a hot spot appears, as long as the market is not bad, it will continue for a while. If you do not capture the leading stocks, you must seize the second stock that follows the trend. As long as the leading stock does not fall, the second and third stocks will continue to rise, just like the steel I bought today. As long as the banner of Baosteel does not fall, other steels will also rise, and the entire sector will continue to rise."

Zhang Jun nodded in admiration and said yes.

Wang Junlai lit a cigarette and continued: "Stock stocks, some people like short-term fried, just like fried salt beans, they are crispy and crispy; some people are suitable for long-term stocks, just like this fish, the longer the longer the taste."

The appearance of the "Maitreya" boss suddenly flashed in Zhang Jun's mind: Isn't he the kind of long-term holder? He bought stocks at the right price, then forgot the stock price, was busy with his work, enjoyed his life, and reaped his own heavy investment returns in a certain golden autumn.

"Whether to make money in the short term or long term?" Zhang Jun asked.

"That's right, it's hard to say!" Wang Junlai couldn't answer for a moment.

"Short-term!" Yang Jiahui answered very affirmatively.

"She can't stand loneliness, so she can only play short-term business." Fang Xia laughed with a sneer.

Wang Junlai pointed to the dishes on the table and said to Zhang Jun: "Which of these dishes do you think are the most delicious?"

"Of course it's fish and chicks stewed with mushrooms."

"These two dishes are the most time-consuming and the most delicious!"

Zhang Jun nodded and said, "What Brother Wang said is indeed philosophical."

Wang Junlai continued: "Just talk about this bar, this is Wuliangye for three years. If it is Wuliangye for five years or ten years, which one do you think is good?"

"Of course it's ten years." Zhang Jun said without hesitation.

Wang Junlai said thoughtfully: "Who can't be moved by the stockholders looking at the market and the market every day? Unless he is a clay sculpture of a god."

Zhang Jun glanced at Yang Jiahui. At this time, Yang Jiahui also looked at Zhang Jun. They thought of someone in their minds - the boss of "Maitreya".

But they didn't say it out loud, because the boss was a person who didn't want others to know, and he was just enjoying a lonely and happy life alone.

In the beauty food, they drank and ate. The wine was so sweet and the dishes were so sweet. They seemed to have endless words and endless chatting between them. However, as the weather moved, they looked out through the window. It was already dark and it was already late. With a little drunkenness, Zhang Jun stood up to say goodbye, and Yang Jiahui also stood up to say goodbye.

Wang Junlai sat aside listlessly, without any intention of leaving.

After leaving Fang Xia’s home, I suddenly felt that the air outside was particularly fresh.

Yang Jiahui took Zhang Jun's arm and said, "This Wang Jun is really capable of smoking!"

"You're addicted!" Zhang Jun said softly.

After walking out of the community, Zhang Jun said to Yang Jiahui: "Let's go home for a rent!"

"No, it's too expensive! It's better to walk."

Zhang Jun was secretly happy because this was what he needed. He felt that the benefits of walking were much better than taking a bus, which allowed him to save money and have more time with her.

The two of them smiled at each other and walked forward holding hands.

The stars in the blue sky were irregularly embedded in the air, blinking, like naughty children blinking their eyes, staring at them with their childish eyes; these stars were like gems, emitting five-colored lights, softly illuminating the road ahead for them.

The soft light is mixed with a little dew and hangs on the small tree by the roadside, moist and moist. When you reach out and touch it, you will feel so smooth and so elegant.

They walked slowly along the corridor on the bank of the Liao River.

The water of the Liao River flowed silently; the cicadas on the trees fell asleep peacefully, only the stars in the sky and the lights on the road were flashing, everything around was quiet, and there were only the two of them walking on the road, and only the two of them were chatting.

The red wine had a great backlash. I didn't feel anything at that time. Now, especially when I saw the wind, the wine immediately surged up.

Under the light, Yang Jiahui's face was covered with red clouds. As she walked, she suddenly stopped and sang a song.

"I will say to you gently in your ear, I love you, I love you, just like a mouse loves rice..."

The singing is pleasant and pleasant.

Zhang Jun held the fence by the river in his hand, listened quietly, and admired the wonderful singing.

The river water seemed to be accompanied the song. A breeze blew, and the leaves around us shook, as if dancing for the song.

Everything is intoxicated by this night, the song...

Zhang Jun suddenly remembered Wang Junlai's words and asked, "Jiahui, can you really make profits forever by saying that you are alone in the stock market?"

"It's possible, but it's very difficult."

Yang Jiahui continued: "The majority of people who lose money account for, and only a small part of them make money, and even fewer people who make money in the long run."

Zhang Jun just nodded gently. He knew that his investment road was still long, and I don’t know how many bumps there were before? No one could guarantee that he would always walk on a flat continent.

Thinking of this, I don’t feel sad.

Yang Jiahui seemed to see his thoughts and said, "Actually, it's nothing. If the market is really bad, then change careers and do something else. Wait until you come back when it's good. Isn't that OK?"

"Besides, the stock market is a marathon, and there is no struggle for a long time."

Zhang Jun looked at the beauty beside him and couldn't help but admire him secretly.

A phone ringtone came from Yang Jiahui's small bag. She turned on her phone and looked at it, saying, "It's my mother's phone."

"What's our mom saying?"

"Take advantage, hate it!"

Yang Jiahui took the phone, looked at her watch, and said, "My mother is anxious, let's go quickly!"

"All right!"

Zhang Jun agreed, then pulled her and walked forward along the corridor.

Suddenly, two black shadows emerged from behind a rockery. Yang Jiahui screamed, "Oh my God!" and they immediately felt completely drunk. Zhang Jun hid Yang Jiahui behind him and looked at the sudden situation and found out what was wrong.

Chapter 27: Look at Zhang Jun

Chapter 27: Look at Zhang Jun

It turned out that a couple walked out from behind the rocks, as if no one was around, walked past them.

Watching them go further and further, Zhang Jun smiled and looked at Yang Jiahui, and then whispered in her ear: "You said that it was midnight, what were they doing behind the stone?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Jun's shoulder was hit hard.
Chapter completed!