The index is constantly rising, while most individual stocks are hovering in place, and some are falling depressed, just like when a unit launches a general attack, there are always a few cowards flinch! Looking and watching, everyone suddenly finds that the house is getting darker, and then they notice that it is getting darker outside. The dark clouds in the sky are mixed with the wind, and everyone is panicked in their hearts. It seems that it is going to rain. Anyway, since they have already bought it, it is impossible to sell. It is better to go home early to avoid getting wet by the rain.

Several mermaids walked out of the house in a row. In the hall, they found that there were still many people left behind. They were waiting for the closing moments. Yes, many investors just couldn't let go of the market and would not leave until the end, even if the house caught fire.

Walking out of the door, everyone waved their hands to see each other goodbye.

Wang Jun came to drive the van and followed and said, "I'll take you home."

Except for Zhang Jun and Yang Jiahui, they all got in.

Wang Jun came to understand what was going on, so he didn't have to force himself and the car went on a corner.

Zhang Jun was still following Yang Jiahui on the familiar bank of the Liao River. Today was full of tide. The river seemed to be at its feet. The fish in the water kept floating up and spitting bubbles. They knew that the rain was coming!

The dark clouds rolled down in the sky, like a devil outside, the wind was mixed with the stuffy heat, and people on the road were rushing to "escape".

The two of them also accelerated their pace. Finally, before the rain came, they arrived outside the door of the luxurious community. Yang Jiahui took out an umbrella from her bag and handed it to Zhang Jun and said, "Pick up the umbrella."

Zhang Jun, who had an umbrella, was not in a hurry. He asked: "You said, can the steel we bought today really become a steel warrior?"

Yang Jiahui said with great certainty: "It will definitely be!"

"Why?" Zhang Jun asked.

"The reason is very simple, because there is funds to do it and the advantage of valuation!" said Yang Jiahui.

A flash of lightning cut through the darkness, like a long sword. Yang Jiahui covered her ears and lay in front of Zhang Jun, waiting for the arrival of thunder.

After a moment, thunder rolled over from one end of the sky, and then rolled away from them to the distance. The rain finally came down!

"Go home quickly!" Zhang Jun said.

"Yeah!" Yang Jiahui agreed and ran in.

Chapter 36: Looking at the sword with a light

Chapter 36: Looking at the sword with a light

Looking at her distant figure until she disappeared, Zhang Jun walked towards home with an umbrella.

Haha, this is a red radiation-proof umbrella, with several dark peony flowers printed on the umbrella, which looks particularly eye-catching against the rain.

The rain water flowed downward at the tip of the umbrella, starting with drops of pearls, and finally forming water lines one by one.

He turned the umbrella handle, and the water flowing from the tip of the umbrella swirled outward, like a huge trumpet flower.

Anyway, he was not in a hurry. He walked slowly along the sidewalk. The thunder and lightning could not interrupt his fantasy.

He was thinking about everything that happened today. If he didn't sell this morning? If he didn't buy it decisively in the afternoon? If there was no guidance from others?... He imagined what he would be like? Maybe he might still be in a loss without everyone's help.

The rain kept falling and the wind became heavier. Zhang Jun had to use an umbrella to walk along with the wind. This benefit was to avoid the wind from discounting the umbrella and not getting wet by the rain.

He felt a little cold, so he tightened his clothes so that he could warm himself up a little. He speeded up and returned home in a short while. Although it was only about four o'clock in the afternoon, it was dark now, as if it was at night. He took out his phone and called his parents separately. He felt relieved when he learned that there were rain gears.

He took off his wet coat and changed into clean clothes. He felt much more refreshed. He put the umbrella in the bathroom and hung it. Then he walked to the kitchen to see what ingredients were there, and was about to learn to make something. He found two silver carp fish slowing down on the table. He understood in his heart that this was the dish my mother would cook at night. I would try it if I was not careful.

He hung up the scales bit by bit with the back of the knife. Although it was a bit clumsy and slow, he was very careful and serious. Anyway, there was time. After more than ten minutes, the fish was finally cleaned up by him. He washed the fish and put it in a small basin, thinking about what ingredients should be placed?

Onion, ginger and garlic are necessary, he knows this, and then what? He pinched his fingers to calculate the process that should be done at each step, and there was no result that could be chosen after thinking about it.

A phone call came from Yang Jiahui.

"Hey, have you arrived home?" Yang Jiahui asked in that sweet voice.

Zhang Jun said: "It's here."

Yang Jiahui continued to ask: "Are you wet?"

"It's okay, I've changed my clothes and pants."

Zhang Jun then asked: "What ingredients are used to stew silver carp fish?"

The other end of the phone giggled and said, "I'm so stupid."

Zhang Jun also smiled silly and said, "I don't know much, why don't I bring you here?"

"You are so beautiful, I've changed my clothes." Yang Jiahui said.

She continued: "You fry the fish in a pan of oil, then add onion, ginger, garlic, salt, vinegar, sugar, cooking wine, add more soy sauce and fill it with water."

"Oh, thank you senior sister."

"No need to thank you, you have to taste it. Don't be salty anymore, I have to cook too," said Yang Jiahui.

Zhang Jun asked: "What dish is it to cook?"

"pickle."

"Impossible?" Zhang Jun asked.

"It's time to start, let's talk about it tomorrow." Yang Jiahui said.

Put down the phone.

Zhang Jun, who was stewing fish in the kitchen, hummed a tune: I sent you to the outside of the village. There is a saying that I have to explain, although there are already hundreds of flowers in bloom, don’t pick wild flowers on the roadside... ding ding ding ding ding ding ding... It’s not white, it’s not picking.

According to Yang Jiahui's method, after half an hour, the silver carp was stewed. The taste was pretty good, the sauce was rich in aroma, salty and palatable, and I felt good.

Zhang Jun turned on the computer and looked at the closing situation. Although he bought at the high price in the afternoon, he was still rising at the close, and he felt very happy.

He picked up the phone and called Yang Jiahui.

"Hey, have the food ready?"

"yes!"

"Jiahui, have you watched the closing?"

"Of course I'm very happy to see it." Yang Jiahui said.

By the way, Yang Jiahui was searching for financial news on her computer at this time. She had a habit of finding some time every day to check it out on financial websites and Sohu websites. This time, she keenly discovered that the fund was still expanding on a large scale. She was secretly happy in her heart: "So many People's Liberation Army and so many bullets, the market may be very clear."

She said to Zhang Jun on the phone: "I predict that the stock index will exceed 5,000 points this time. Do you believe it?"

"I also think what you said makes sense," said Zhang Jun.

Haha, the two of them were joking happily.

My parents who came home from get off work were very surprised to see the dishes they cooked by their son. You must know that this is the first time that Zhang Junchang has stewed a fish intact! And they are still at a certain level!

The parents asked in surprise: "Why are you so happy today? Who did you learn from?"

"Just taste delicious." Zhang Jun smiled and did not answer positively.

My father said: "Today at the unit, they talked about stocks. There was a college student of workers, peasants and soldiers. He was also a stockholder for several years."

Zhang Jun asked: "What's wrong?"

The father continued: "This person is flexible and has a very fast reaction. He often talks to other investors about how to analyze stocks, how to operate the K-line chart, and how to capture the dark horse.

After a few years, when others asked him, he always said that the money was OK."

"That's to make money." Zhang Jun said.

"Once he invited his colleagues to drink at home. After he drank too much, his wife told the truth. She actually lost money."

"Oh..." Zhang Jun just sighed softly.

He understood his father's intention, so he had to work harder to make himself truly profitable.

The rain gradually became lighter. Zhang Jun opened the window and the fresh air poured in from outside. Ah! It was so comfortable. Every part of his body felt particularly strong. He pinched his waist with both hands and shook it, and counted silently inside his mouth: 1, 2, 3,...100.

Then he stretched his arms straight and stretched his big waist high upwards. He suddenly felt much more energetic. Then he got on the chair and picked up the book "Buffett's Road to Investment" that he had not finished reading yesterday and continued to read.

At this time, a book about all Buffett’s experience from the beginning of investment to the present, he felt that this was a good book and worthy of careful study. A passage in the book made him a little incomprehensible, and the book said that the stock market is not risky.

I value certainty very much, if you do this, the risk factor will mean nothing to you.
Chapter completed!