Chapter 25 Take a Gamble
After exiting the west gate, Luo Yang turned south towards the commercial street.
Walk along this street to the end, go around a small road on the outer side and you will directly reach Jiasong Road. This is the route Luoyang often takes to get to the University Town subway station entrance, and it takes more than ten minutes to walk.
Just as I reached the end of the street and passed the gate of Shanghai Foreign Language School, the cell phone in my pocket rang.
Luo Yang just took out his phone to check when he heard a voice beside his ear: "I heard you don't have classes in the afternoon?"
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He confirmed again that he did not answer the phone.
"Pfft!"
The laughter was very close. Luo Yang looked up and saw the pretty Jiang Wen standing two meters away.
This senior tea artist has a great figure. She can wear a simple sleeveless dress in a seductive way, and her face looks so innocent that one can't help but think of the words "desire and purity".
"Didn't you say it was for the weekend?"
Luo Yang subconsciously avoided it, but his frown was misunderstood by the other party.
"I know, I have to be a quiet and obedient girl."
Jiang Wen responded playfully, and then said, "Let's find a quiet place to chat?"
"No time, I have to go to Songjiang to do something."
"Don't worry, I'll wait quietly by your side while you do your work. When I'm done, I'll find a place to sit and have some coffee."
The main point is a well-behaved girl. As she spoke, she blinked and said, "Are you sure you want to stand at the school gate and chat with me?"
It seems that even if I avoid today, I can’t avoid the weekend.
Needless to say, Jiang Wen must be a celebrity at Shanghai International Studies University, and Luo Yang didn't want to be seen at the school gate, so he walked silently towards the subway entrance.
Jiang Wen followed silently and raised the corners of her mouth behind Luo Yang where he couldn't see.
She originally thought she was going to take the subway, but she didn't expect Luo Yang, who was walking in front of her, to turn directly into the parking lot nearby.
I couldn't help but recall that scene in my mind: a familiar figure leaning on the hood and smoking.
As expected, she watched Luo Yang take out the car keys from his pocket. After a beep, the headlights of an Audi A6 flashed.
"What are you standing there for? Get in the car!"
"Oh"
Jiang Wen came to her senses, quickly walked around the front of the car, opened the front door, and sat in the passenger seat.
They were silent along the way, each thinking about their own things.
The car drove straight to Songjiang Zhongshan East Road, where there was a branch of Shenyin Wanguo Securities Co., Ltd. Luo Yang planned to open an account.
"You want to invest in stocks?"
Jiang Wen had always portrayed herself as a quiet and obedient person, but when she saw Luo Yang take out his ID card and bank card to open an account, she finally couldn't resist her curiosity.
"Well, theoretically speaking, if you have some spare cash, it's more reasonable to keep one-third in the bank, one-third in stocks and securities, and one-third in real estate."
Of course, investing in stocks here does not mean blindly speculating in stocks and becoming a leeks.
A more stable approach is to buy stocks of the four major banks. It is impossible to make a huge profit, but in the long run, maintaining an annual return of around 10% is still stable, which is better than buying any investment product.
After hearing these words, one can imagine how shocked Jiang Wen was.
While most college students are still playing games, basketball, or thinking about how to be cool and pick up girls, this boy is actually already engaged in financial investment.
After opening the account, Luo Yang went to check the current stock price of Maozi.
With the little money he had, he couldn't enter the VIP center and could only go to an ordinary financial management room.
The obsession of Shanghai residents for stock trading can be said to be engraved in their bones. Starting from the subscription certificates and the old eight stocks in 91, they have witnessed too many miracles of getting rich overnight, so the proportion of stock investors among Shanghai residents is also quite high.
Walking into the financial management office, Luo Yang discovered that there were quite a lot of people inside, so he could only find a seat and sit down and wait.
Jiang Wen took the initiative to go online to help Luo Yang occupy the machine.
"Hey, Lao Zhou, I haven't seen you for a long time?" "Well, don't say anything. I can't even keep half of the pigs I raised at home. I've suffered a big loss this year."
"It can't be that H-something-N-something, right?"
"I won't say any more. I've already lost money, so I might as well make up for it in the stock market."
Luo Yang: “.”
Listening to the conversation between the two people next to him, Luo Yang was speechless. Make up for the losses from the stock market. How dare you, a retail investor like you, say that?
"Wait, what did this old Zhou say just now?"
Just as he finished laughing at the other person in his heart, a memory suddenly flashed through Luo Yang's mind.
In 09, half of the pigs raised at home were lost. Isn't this the popular thing that all this information adds up to?
Some people can't help but ask, what does this have to do with stock trading?
It really does.
Thinking back to the big event that happened a few years before Luo Yang was reborn, it was reflected in the stock market, that is, pharmaceutical concept stocks rose one after another, and even the Lotus or something, the stock price once soared.
History repeats itself, and we can always find similar trajectories by following the context.
"Luo Yang!"
Jiang Wen, who had taken the initiative to help Luo Yang reserve a seat, called out to him, and Luo Yang came back to his senses.
"Thank you."
After saying thank you, he walked to the ATM and started looking up the stock price of Maozi.
"So expensive?"
Jiang Wen, who was watching from the side, exclaimed softly because she saw the price was over 86 yuan per share.
Haha, you have never seen the stock price at one thousand six hundred or seven hundred per share.
After Luo Yang wrote down the code of Maozi 600519, he began to look for biopharmaceutical companies.
I looked at a few on the Shanghai Stock Exchange that started with the number 6, and then looked for a few on the Shenzhen Stock Exchange that started with the number 0.
"000078, Sea King Creature."
The K-line chart pops up, and we can see that since mid-to-late August, the share price of this stock has risen from over five yuan to over eleven yuan, then fell slightly, and is currently priced at just over nine yuan.
"Do you want to change the plan?"
"This stock is much cheaper than the Maozi just now."
When Jiang Wen saw Luo Yang stop the interface on this stock, she couldn't help but express her own opinion: Cheap!
"Let's take a chance. There are few circulating shares and it's a concept stock. The price won't fall that much. Even if there is a loss, I can bear it."
Just because of Jiang Wen's words, Luo Yang, who was stroking his chin and thinking, made a decision instantly.
Next, he placed an order at the price of and bought 45 shares of Neptune Bio in one go, spending a little over yuan. Then he left the securities business department of Shenyin Wanguo with Jiang Wen without looking back.
The man who exploded never looked back.
It was almost half past three when Luo Yang came out of the sales department. He did not follow Jiang Wen's request to find Starbucks coffee, but instead found a teahouse.
Jiang Wen didn't get upset, which was a bit beyond Luo Yang's expectation.
Boil water, wash kettles, and heat teacups
After completing the whole process, the skilled tea-making technique attracted the tea art master.
"Luo Yang, you are so good!"
This is the advantage of a girl like Jiang Wen. Even if she actually likes drinking coffee, she can still provide emotional value when drinking tea.
"As you saw just now, I invested all my money in the stock market."
At this time, Luo Yang took out his bank card and placed it on the table. He tapped the card with his fingers and said, "There's not much left in it."
The implication is: I don’t have that money!
I’m asking for monthly tickets, everyone. If you have tickets, please give some to the author.
(End of this chapter)
