Chapter 7

In three months, as long as three months later, Lin Feng will have at least 200000 yuan in cash on hand. At that time, he will be able to expand his appearance, open a large-scale Internet cafe, and start to implement the plan that has been brewing in his mind.

"Ring ring"

"Hello Lin Feng has had a lot of phone calls these two days.

"Hello, Lin Feng, is it true that your father said that Yi'an technology will rise to more than 100 yuan?" There was doubt and expectation in my aunt's hasty voice.

"Er, aunt, I read this post on the Internet. I'm not sure what it says." Lin Feng's forehead was sweating.

Since my father borrowed money, it seems that all my relatives know that Yian technology is about to soar, and they have been obedient to confirm. At first, Lin Feng wanted to help his relatives by the way, but he didn't expect that his father told his relatives, and relatives told their relatives. In this way, the city of Chu was full of storms in a few days. Everywhere he went, he could hear investors talking about Yian technology.

If the situation goes on like this, Lin Feng is not sure whether Yian technology will continue to soar. After all, those behind the scenes will not allow so many people to take a free ride to get a vote. As big makers, they can strike out the downwind passengers at any time.

At that time, these relatives who have lost money will certainly settle the accounts with themselves. They don't care who caused all this, they just care who said the news and whether it's accurate or not.

However, in order to ensure that Yi'an technology will not deviate from the track of historical development, Lin Feng has to say that everything is online posts, and he can't have any guarantee. However, these relatives seem to recognize Lin Feng and always call to ask him once a day.

"Ring ring"

"Hello Lin Feng helplessly picked up the microphone again.

"Hello, Lin Feng, is it true that your father said that Yi'an technology will rise to more than 100 yuan?" This time it's second uncle's turn.

"Er, second uncle, I read this post on the Internet. I'm not sure what it says." Lin Feng headache will say again and again.

Lin Feng is tired lying on the sofa with a sad face.

"Xiaofeng, are you still worried about your aunt's phone call?" Lin Qixiong saw that his son was so tired, and his face was distressed.

"Well, it's all my fault. I told your aunt all about them." Lin Qixiong came over and patted Lin Feng on the shoulder. "You don't care too much. The stock market is risky. You just provide them with a piece of information. If they lose money, you can't blame them. What's more, they've already made money because they're rising so well now. "

"En..." Lin Feng nodded. In fact, I'm not worried about whether my relatives will lose money. They all bought it around 32 yuan. No matter how low Yi'an technology will fall in the future, they will also earn money. What Lin Feng is really worried about is whether Yian technology can rise to about 126 yuan after the storm, as it did before its rebirth. If it doesn't rise to the historical price, all your plans will be disrupted.

Damn, maybe I shouldn't do anything that might change the future. The only difference between myself and everyone in the world is that I have the right to know about the future. If the future has been changed, what's the difference? It's just all living beings!

Putting aside his anxiety for a moment, Lin Feng gets up to eat. However, I swear in my heart that I will not easily reveal any words or things that may change the future in the future.

After a month of crazy rise, Yian technology rose from 26 yuan to 55 yuan, creating another myth of China's stock market.

Lin Feng's Internet cafe has also changed from four computers to six in a month. The business is still booming, and there are still an endless stream of people coming to play games every day.

Lin Feng's success has also made other people around envious. The community that originally had only Lin Feng's Internet bar has three new ones in just one month. However, like Lin Feng, they all have only a few computers, and the largest Internet bar has only four computers. Of course, although the community now has four Internet cafes, but all the Internet cafes are very hot business, almost no empty machine.

Of course, what Lin Feng has gained this month is not only the popularity of the computer room business. Due to the success of this investment, his parents' attitude towards him has changed a lot. They no longer think that he is a child who hasn't grown up, and they seldom ask about the computer room. They can trust Lin Feng to run it by himself.

In addition, the crazy rise of Yian technology in the stock market also made Lin Feng experience a happy worry. The relatives got a word of mouth from Lin Qixiong and bought several Yian technologies. Later, because of Lin Feng's ambiguity, they sold them to avoid losing money and made a small profit. But after witnessing the good situation, they blamed Lin Feng for his selfishness. Then they tried their best to enter the stock market again and pursue Yi'an technology.

Lin Feng neither opposes nor agrees with the pursuit of relatives. Before breaking through 120 yuan, they can toss as much as they like, as long as they remind them to sell before the highest price.

"Boss, check out."

A figure just stood up, and someone immediately replaced him. Behind him, there were several complaints from people who could not get to the seat.

"Here we are." Lin Feng smile, now the Internet bar business is so hot, as long as dare to invest can make money.

After checking out, Lin Feng lay down on the couch outside the computer room. At the end of November, the city of Chu is sunny and cool. It's definitely a very pleasant thing to lie on the couch and drink some refreshing drinks, waiting for the money.

Alas, why didn't I think of opening an Internet bar before I was reborn—— Lin Feng sighed a little.

"Small wind ~ ~" a thunderous sound wakes Lin Feng.

"Huang... Aunt Huang!" As soon as Lin Feng saw it, he was frightened. He jumped up immediately. He didn't know where to put his hands. He wondered why Aunt Huang came to find him.

"Ha ha, I'm sorry, you know that your Aunt Huang's voice is a little loud, which scares you." Aunt Huang seldom said with a pleasant face, but the voice is still not comparable to that of ordinary people.

"No... nothing." Lin Feng said carefully.

"Come on, Xiaofeng, this is the fruit that your Aunt Huang bought for you. You were born last month, but Aunt Huang forgot. Now I'll make it up for you. Don't mind!" Aunt Huang brought a large plastic bag of fruit to Lin Feng.

"Nothing." Lin Feng wanted to get rid of it, but when she saw Aunt Huang's unquestionable look, she took it instinctively. However, this "birthday gift" one month late really made Lin Feng laugh and cry.