He lay on the sofa, thinking about the scene where the kitten played the grasshopper just now. This scene was like a dealer playing retail investors. As long as you buy, the dealer would not be pushing it up, and once you sell it, the stock price would be on the rocket.

Wouldn't it be nice if I was like a kitten? I felt sleepy and fell asleep. After a while, I woke up from my dream. I felt a lot of sweat on my forehead and felt comfortable all over immediately.

Today he went out early. He wanted to go to the convenience store and ask Boss Gao's opinion on the future market.

Along the way, he had no intention of seeing the scenery beside the road, and his mind was full of stocks, markets, and markets.

From a distance, I saw the fat "Maitreya" boss half lying on the lounge chair, still the small teapot, the big palm fan, and the oil beads on his broad forehead. Everything was as usual.

"Boss Gao, good morning!"

Zhang Jun greeted him from afar.

"Hello! Young man!"

Boss Gao said happily.

It seems that there are endless joys on his face, and they always look happy. Zhang Jun saw it and thought to himself: saying that he is "Maitreya" is simply a description of the strokes of magic.

Zhang Jun sat opposite Boss Gao, asked for a bottle of water and took a few sips and asked: "Uncle Gao, it is said that you are a stock expert. I want to ask your opinion?"

"Stock master? I don't understand!" Boss Gao seemed a little surprised. He looked at the young man opposite him with suspicion, as if he was saying, "Where did you hear this?"

Zhang Jun was also a little dizzy and asked directly: "How do you think about the future of Chinese stocks?"

"That's it!"

He looked outside and pondered for a while.

Just said.

"Young man, why do you want to buy stocks?"

Zhang Jun was a little stunned when asked, and said, "If someone speculates in stocks, they can rise."

"What if no one speculates? Will it rise?"

Zhang Jun said: "Of course not."

"oh!"

Boss Gao raised his neck and poured a pot of tea, then shook the palm fan and opened the conversation.

"Stocks rise because they are valuable, do you agree?"

Zhang Jun thought for a while and said, "No one is making a fuss?"

Boss Gao shook his head when he heard this, "Oh!" sighed.

He leaned his head back and the recliner began to relax, like a god.

When she was a little embarrassed, someone ran in outside. She entered the door and said, "I saw you talking to my master from afar."

It's Yang Jiahui.

Zhang Jun signaled her, look at your master.

Yang Jiahui walked over quietly, stretched out her right hand and pinched a beard, and pulled it upwards.

"Ouch! You little girl!"

Boss Gao was pulled up.

Yang Jiahui took the small teapot and walked into the inner room: "Master's wife, is there any boiling water?"

"It's Jiahui, there is." It's the voice of an elderly woman.

"Master, please have tea!" Yang Jiahui smiled and handed the teapot to Boss Gao, then sat beside Zhang Jun and said, "Master, tell us about our understanding of stocks!"

"All right!"

"Chinese stock investors have always lost seven losses, two sloppy ones, and they are simply the ones who make money will never take risks. Do you understand?"

"Talk more carefully, master!" said Yang Jiahui.

"The value of stocks lies in the growth of the company. If you see a company's products constantly occupying the market, you don't have to look at its computer information, nor do you have to care about whether it will rise or fall tomorrow. Its general direction must be rising, just like the relationship between value and adding a point, it is always on the same level. If the price is higher than its value, it will fall; otherwise it will rise."

Zhang Jun asked: "How to judge the value?"

Boss Gao said: "Based on the previous price-to-earnings ratio, current price-to-earnings ratio, and future price-to-earnings ratio, you can draw a conclusion by analogy. It also depends on the financial indicators of gross profit, net profit, cash flow, net assets, provident fund, quick movement, etc. For example, the performance is one yuan, the gross profit is 30, and other aspects are good. It can be judged to be growing in the future. The current stock price is only 10 yuan. Do you think it can rise or not?"

"It should rise!"

The two people said almost at the same time.

Boss Gao continued: "Many people work hard for a day or two, and many people are used to listening to lectures from masters. I think only the quality of the company is the bottom line."

Yang Jiahui interrupted: "If the market plummets, it will be muddy and sand."

"Yes, do you know the herd effect?" asked Boss Gao.

Zhang Jun shook his head and said to him: "I don't know."

"For example, a flock of sheep is a very scattered organization, and people usually blindly rush left and right together.

If a sheep finds a fertile green grass and eats fresh grass there, then a second sheep will come over and eats fresh grass, then a third and fourth... Later, the flock will rush up and compete for the grass there, completely ignoring the wolf beside you, or you can't see any other better grass."

He took a sip of water and continued, "Short-term experts are usually the top players."

He glanced at Yang Jiahui and said happily: "For example, this little girl."

Then he said: "Most people can only be followers, that is, the sheep that go back, and there is no grass to eat. What awaits them is the attack of the wolf pack."

"As for the current market, I think there are already great risks."

Zhang Jun asked: "Why?"

Boss Gao pondered for a moment and said, "As far as the world is concerned, there will be an earthquake once the real estate bubble appears. I think this time is soon, so I am also ready to sell a part of it."

Yang Jiahui giggled and laughed: "Master, your Vanke is almost the same."

hehe.

"It's almost 30 yuan, how much money did you make?" said Yang Jiahui.

Boss Gao shook the big palm fan and said, "I will sell it in a few days. By the way, I can't trade it yet?"

"I'll help you!" said Yang Jiahui.

"Are you in the hall or another house?" said Boss Gao.

Yang Jiahui said: "Second floor, Room 203."

"He is a big man!" Boss Gao said with a smile.

"Your apprentice can still embarrass you!" Yang Jiahui said proudly.

Yang Jiahui suddenly remembered something and asked: "Master, how far can the market go?"

"A train full of cargo is running at high speed on the track. Think about it, can you stop so quickly? Even if someone is lying on the track, he can only watch it, and there is no way."

"I understand, Master!" Yang Jiahui said happily.

"Tell me!" Boss Gao also seemed very happy.

Yang Jiahui snatched the fan and shook it, saying, "According to the master's opinion, the stocks are worthless now, that is, the price is far higher than the value. The reason why it is still rising is because the train is driving too fast and cannot stop. In addition, many sheep have not gone to eat grass, and the wolves are still waiting for all the sheep to pass before harvesting."
Chapter completed!