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Chapter 21 The God of Equity

Back at Liu Beishan's home, Hua Twelve did not sleep, but sat on the sofa drinking beer and waiting for the results of the three Bundesliga games.

Although as a prophet of time travel, he knew the final accurate score, but with tens of millions of bonuses involved, it was difficult for him to calm down until the dust settled.

But as he drank, his eyelids felt heavy. When he opened his eyes again, the warm morning light shone in through the window, and it turned out to be the next morning.

Hua Twelve quickly took out his mobile phone and checked the game results. Freiburg beat Hoffenheim 3-2, and Monchengladbach beat Cologne 5-1.

I waved my hand vigorously and scored in the first two games!

Now the only thing left to become a multi-millionaire is tonight's last game between Stuttgart and Kaiserslautern.

Hua Twelve got up and washed, then heated himself a bag of milk, boiled an egg for breakfast, and then went out on his bike after eating.

At nine-thirty in the morning, Hua Twelve stepped into the stock trading hall on time, accompanied by Lai Zi and Dakang, who were anxious and followed him to check the results.

When the two of them saw the huge profit of 15%, they both cheered involuntarily, causing the surrounding investors to look askance.

Hua Twelve laughed and joked: "Look at you who have never seen the world, where are you? We will make money every day from now on!"

After speaking, he operated the exchange's computer and chose to sell all the stocks he held, pocketing 15% of his profits.

"Brother Xiao Bei, why did you sell it? Isn't it still going up?"

When Lai Zi saw that the stock was still red, he knew it meant rising, so when he saw Hua Twelve selling the stock, he became anxious.

Dakang has a relatively calm personality and scolded: "Do you know stocks or do I know stocks? Neither of us understands, so we just listen to Brother Bei on this matter!"

Lai Zi explained: "I think it's still going up, so I feel it's a pity!"

Hua Twelve smiled and shook his head, too lazy to explain that the stock must still rise, but he did not remember the specifics. This proved that the stock's market price on the second day was not among the information he collected in advance, that is,

Say, this stock didn’t hit the daily limit today, so what’s the point?

He entered a stock code, and a green stock immediately appeared. This was a stock that opened at the lower limit.

When the stock reaches its daily limit, it can be sold but difficult to buy. When it drops to its limit, it can be bought but cannot be sold. Therefore, the stock that Hua Twelve selected has a lower limit and does not affect his trading. He immediately bought the entire position.

Seeing that Hua Twelve bought a stock that had fallen to the limit, Lai Zi suddenly became anxious again: "Brother Bei, if you don't buy the stock that has gone up, how can you buy the stock that has fallen to the limit?"

Dakang slapped Laizi on the shoulder: "I told you to listen to Brother Bei, why are you always causing trouble!"

"No, aren't I worried about Brother Bei?"

"Okay, just wait and see the results!"

Among the information that Hua Twelve asked the finance college student to collect for him, a stock code every day represented the stock that hit the daily limit that day, and the stock code on April 10, 2011 was definitely this one. He must have remembered it correctly.

In other words, although this stock is currently at its lower limit, it will definitely be at its upper limit when the market closes.

This is amazing. He buys at the lower limit, and when the limit reaches the upper limit, he will make a 20% profit in one day, which is faster than grabbing money.

Sure enough, his judgment was correct. Shortly after buying Hua Twelve and before exiting the operating system, the stock he bought had already opened its lower limit and was rebounding upwards visible to the naked eye.

"It's gone up, it's gone up, it's really gone up!"

Seeing that the price had rebounded by 3% in the blink of an eye, Lai Zi excitedly hugged Hua Twelve and was about to take a bite, but was pushed away by the latter.

Lai Zi rubbed his chest and complained: "Damn it, Brother Xiao Bei, how did you get such strength!"

Dakang patted Laizi on the shoulder and said with a smile: "You are too weak!"

"Let's go eat!"

Before the market closed at noon, the stock that Hua Twelve bought had already reached its daily limit. In just half a day, it made a profit of 20%, adding another four thousand yuan to its account. If nothing unexpected happens, the results will be maintained until the market closes in the afternoon.

If you sell it tomorrow, you will be safe.

Don't think that you can't make much money with a daily limit. Let's not talk about today's 20%, just a normal daily profit rate of 10%. Someone on the Internet has specially calculated that it would cost 47 to speculate from 10,000 yuan to 1 million yuan.

A daily limit, that is, 10,000 × (110%) to the 47th power = 1.06 million.

If you speculate to 5 million yuan, you need 66 daily limits, that is, 10,000 × (110%) to the 66th power = 5.39 million.

After one hundred daily limits, the initial capital of 10,000 yuan will exceed the income of 100 million yuan.

Hua Twelve has written down more than 360 stocks with daily limit. How much do you think he will earn?

Of course, when the snowball gets bigger and bigger, its impact will also become bigger and bigger. It is impossible to invest the whole position, and the only way is to diversify the investment.

But he remembered the economic trend in the next few years. With the general trend, he is like a pig standing on the edge of the wind. He can fly and invest... Is that still a problem?

In the stock hall, Hua Twelve operated like a stock god, completely conquering Dakang and Lai Zi. The latter no longer doubted him. Now in their eyes, Brother Bei is the stock god.

At noon, he went to Dakang's house for a meal. In the evening, when the old man was about to collect his car, he left on his motorcycle.

On the way home, the sky had darkened. Hua Twelve suddenly saw a familiar figure on the roadside in front of him. He couldn't help but sigh, Liu Beishan and Chen Nian were really destined.

He immediately followed him on his bike, got behind the figure, and honked the horn. The man turned around, and it was Chen Nian.

"Where are you going? Do you want me to take you back?"

Chen Nian hesitated in response to Hua Twelve's inquiry. From the bottom of her heart, a good student like her was unwilling to associate with the brawling little bastard in front of her.

However, due to certain things recently, Chen Nian was bullied on campus by Wei Lai and three other classmates. This kind of bullying did not only stay on campus, but was occasionally harassed by them on the way out of school.

So when Hua Twelve asked if he could send her back, Chen Nian was a little tempted.

Seeing the other party's expression, Hua Twelve knew that Chen Nian was a little shaken, and immediately smiled and said: "I don't want to chase you. You wanted to call the police for me that day, so I treated you as a friend. Come up here quickly!"

Chen Nian pursed his lips, walked over without saying a word, and sat behind Hua Twelve.

‘Buzz’

The motorcycle started and braked instantly. Chen Nian accidentally bumped into Hua Twelve's back under the influence of inertia, and subconsciously hugged him tightly with both hands.

Hua Twelve laughed and said, "You don't have a long memory!" Then he turned the accelerator and drove away.

Chen Nian naturally knew that he was talking about not paying close attention to him when he got in the car. Thinking of the situation yesterday and just now, he couldn't help but blush. He raised his hand and wanted to hit him in the back, but he felt that the two of them were not familiar with each other yet.

His actions seemed a bit flirty, so he gave up the idea and put down his hands to grab the other person's waist.

Under the guidance of the passengers in the back seat, the motorcycle stopped in front of a tube building built in the 1990s. Chen Nian said: "I'm getting on!" Then he got off the train and left without looking back.

But when he was walking up the stairs, he paused and still didn't look back. He just said, "Thank you!" and then walked up the stairs.

Hua Twelve raised the corners of his mouth slightly, locked the motorcycle, and followed quickly.

Chen Nian quickly noticed his behavior, turned around with some vigilance and asked, "What do you want to do by following me?"

Hua Twelve rolled his eyes helplessly:

"Look at this building, there are not even 100 but 80 households. In such a dense residential area, if you shout, a lot of people will come out to watch the fun. What else do I dare to do? Of course I will see you off after dark.

Arrived at the doorstep!"

Chen Nian thought about this and immediately said, "I'm used to walking, I don't need you to send me away!"

"Whether you use it or not is your problem. Whether I give it to you or not is my freedom."

Seeing Hua Twelve's rogue appearance, Chen Nian finally turned around and left without saying anything.

When she walked to her door, Chen Nian was stunned. She saw flyers posted on both sides of the corridor and the door. The photo of her mother was printed on it. It also said that her mother would not pay back the money she owed and sold fake facial masks to people.

Regarding allergies, there is also the word 'liar' in bold and bold.

Hua Twelve pulled a piece off the wall and looked at it. Chen Nian turned around and snatched it from his hand, then turned around and went home without saying a word.

Looking at the door that was slammed shut, Hua Twelve recalled the plot and knew that he should speed up his actions.
Chapter completed!
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