Chapter 219: Share God Style

Into the night.

Jingle Bell.

Adam was watching the video tape, and the phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Adam, I have a question for you."

Monica's excited voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hmm."

Adam motioned to her and said.

"Do you buy stocks?"

Monica said, "Which one to buy? How is the gain? How much money did you make?"

"Slow down, slow down."

Adam took the phone away from his ear, and when the voice over there weakened a little, he murmured, "Why are you making stocks again?"

"What's so difficult about stocks?"

Monica dismissed it and said, "Isn't it just buying low and selling high. It's a bear market and a bull market. I think the momentum has been quite good recently. Everyone says it's a bull market."

"Ha ha."

Adam couldn't help laughing.

This sounds so familiar.

For a period of time in his previous life, Adam’s ears were filled with the sound of this bull market, and the daily limit was one by one. Adam, who had never played in stocks, was a little itchy and wanted to open an account and make a fortune.

It's just that he didn't have an account at the time, and it was too troublesome to open an account, so he had no action.

Every day, listening to many people like Adam who do not have any stock trading experience enter the market, buy casually with their eyes closed, and make a lot of money.

Adam looked at the candlestick chart and studied the rules of the stock market, and finally couldn't help but want to do it.

Then there is no more.

Because the news of daily limit everywhere disappeared overnight, it was replaced by this one being locked up, and the other being locked up, and the money invested was greatly reduced.

Newcomers who want to cry without tears know that there is a saying of cutting leeks.

There are risks in the stock market, and investment needs to be cautious. It's really not empty talk. There are so many blood and tears in it.

Adam was very thankful.

If it weren’t for him to be lazy and trouble opening an account, he was really instigated to enter the market, and a random limit would cost him a few months for nothing. If he got stuck and fell again and again, it would be really hard work for a whole year, once and again. Before liberation.

Since then, he no longer pays attention to the stock market.

After crossing over, if it weren’t for making money too easily and fast, and he knew that holding stocks of high-tech companies such as Apple and Google would definitely make a lot of money, he would never buy most of the money. stock.

Even so, for the sake of safety, he also left millions of deposits in emergency.

Leverage, futures and other high-risk types, even if the securities managers and him are talking about it, he will not touch them.

Those are all dedicated elevators on the rooftop.

"I bought Apple, Google, Amazon..."

Adam reported the types of stocks he held.

If his friends are courageous and patient, he doesn't mind taking them to make a fortune.

But obviously, not everyone is patient enough.

"These stocks?"

Monica apparently also ‘studied’ and frowned upon hearing it: “The rise is too slow, and there is no increase of 10% in a day. It’s too boring to buy these stocks and you can’t make a lot of money.”

"what do you want to buy?"

Adam's mouth twitched.

10% for another day?

What is the concept of a stock with a capital of tens of millions, 10% a day, is 1 million, and earning 1 million a day?

That is the level of billionaires and tens of billions.

The newly ended leeks are really full of romanticism that makes them rich overnight.

Adam has a deep understanding.

"MEG!"

Monica believes herself.

"What company's stock is this?"

Adam doubted.

"I do not know either."

Monica said triumphantly: "But you didn't find out, does the name of this stock resemble mine?"

"So?"

Adam was speechless.

"So, of course I bought her."

Monica surely said: "I believe she will bring me good luck."

"Then what else do you ask me to do?"

Adam complained: "You obviously have more experience than me."

"Let's discuss it."

Monica dissatisfied: "Being well informed is also a major point of stock trading."

"I don't trade stocks."

Adam smiled and said, "I only invest in stocks."

"whatever."

Monica was not interested in listening, and said roundly, "I feel good now. This is the career I have been pursuing. Adam, do you support me?"

"Ha ha."

Adam smiled nonchalantly.

"..."

Monica stagnated, and then regained confidence: "The only regret now is that my capital is too small. Even if she rises by 10% a day, I will only earn $12.7, which is completely unworthy of my luck. So, Can you lend me a little and pay you back after I have made a lot of money, and the interest will be calculated."

"Remember the exhortation meeting in Las Vegas?"

Adam was said to be happy, and kindly reminded: "Do you want to have another one?"

"How can this be the same?"

Monica exclaimed: "That time I was wrong, it was gambling, but this time I was investing, and this is my future job!"

"Long-term holding is called investment."

Adam corrected: "The short-term operation is gambling, and it is still more powerful than gambling in Las Vegas. Worse still, gambling in Las Vegas, you can still roll the dice and bet on your luck, but Stock trading, you will be surrounded by a lot of false information, and you can be cut off and cleared."

"If you don't borrow, don't borrow, why bother to scare me."

Monica felt guilty at first, and then aggrieved: "I won't do this, do I really want to go to that bad restaurant, not only dance, but also wear costumes, I don't want to wear a fake murderer who can't even burn a fire."

"The real murderer can't burn it."

Adam couldn't help but reminded.

Snapped!

The phone was hung up.

Adam got up and came to the window, and saw Monica freaking out on the opposite side.

He just smiled, but ignored her.

Now she is so upset that she hasn't borrowed money and made less money, and she will be more grateful for not borrowing money this time.

And this time will not be too long.

The next day.

After class, Adam deliberately did not go to the library, but came to the 520 apartment.

"I want to buy five shares of SGJ, I want it now! Hurry up, time is money, friend! Thank you!"

Monica took the phone and exclaimed excitedly: "Wow!"

"Ha! Adam, you are here."

Seeing Adam coming in, Monica smiled triumphantly: "I made $17 before breakfast. Isn't that amazing? I really am a genius in stocks!"

"Didn't you buy MEG?"

Adam curiously asked.

"That's all gone."

Monica speaks serious nonsense: "Although she made money for me, I dumped her. My motto now is to retreat before weakness!"

"This really fits your motto."

Adam's mouth twitched: "Men certainly don't think so."

"..."

Monica understood the meaning and couldn't help rolling her eyes.

She has precious time now, not to mention connotative jokes, she has no interest even if she can't describe it.

Then Adam heard Monica keep calling, screaming like "money makes money", "Don't force me to kick your Wall Street butt" and so on.

Adam seemed to see the spirit of ‘I’m hundreds of thousands every minute’.

until.

"Do not!!!"

Monica's scream resounded throughout the building.

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