Chapter 202

"Dad, mom, Azer and I left."

"Go after lunch." Qin Ma asked her to stay.

"No, we'll go home and eat by ourselves." Qin Baobao took his brother and left, closed the door, squarely took his brother's arm, and groaned, "dad didn't hit you? It's unscientific."

"Although he didn't hit me, he spit on my face." Qin Ze said gloomily, "he asked me to stop early. As soon as the deadline came, I paid back the money and withdrew."

"This is very good. You can go to work safely. If you come out again, my sister will be careful and her liver won't stand it." Qin Baobao said.

"Isn't your careful liver me?"

"Don't be glib with your sister. You're serious."

"They all look down on me." Qin Ze's depressed tone.

He didn't think that if ordinary people's sons dared to play like this, they would have been hanged and killed.

"I told Zijin to stop her." Qin Baobao took out his mobile phone and sent a message.

A moment later, Prince Jin replied, "it's good if the matter is solved. To be honest, Qin Ze scared me this time. Ten times the leverage, 40 million. In case the stock market doesn't rise, your Qin family can't afford to lose everything."

Qin Baobao raised his eyebrows: "bah, nonsense, want to taste my sister's deadly scissors feet again?"

"Let Azer spank you at night." Prince Jin sent a funny face.

Qin Baobao turned his head and stared at his brother, "black hearted maggots."

Someone is confused. What did I do wrong?

Wang Zijin analyzed: "the stock market is very deep. Don't sink too deep. Azer is still honest to find a job and be safe."

"Yes, finding a job is better than anything. It's OK to write songs. You have to speculate in stocks. Just think of pie falling from the sky." Qin Baobao complained deeply: "my father is so powerful that he dare not play with levers. He is ten times silent. He doesn't think whether he is this material."

"The stock market won't turn." Prince Jin sent a "nod", "turn around and talk about him."

Qin Ze leaned over his head and said, "elder sister Zijin despises me, and I'm so angry."

"Get out of here," Qin Baobao pushed his brother's head away. "My father and mother's savings have been taken in by you. What else do you want?"

Qin Ze was silent, and the undercurrent of the stock market was surging. He once again deeply realized that if his parents could get these millions without his rich family, it was estimated that he could only bet on his house, or cut his flesh and sell his stocks. Once he sold, he would be really at a loss. My sister and parents were frightened by this incident. They would rather he be safe than believe him.

"Sister, how much money do you have?"

"Why?" Qin Baobao's face was alert.

Damn, what's your expression? You look like me when you mention money.

"I want to copy the bottom, I want to reverse." Qin Zexue's sister posed as a serf turning over to be the master.

As soon as the stock market fell, it would take him several days to get back to basics. The small goal of making 100 million yuan a month could not be achieved. The only way is to pool money to buy the bottom.

"I'll cut you to death with a slap." Qin Baobao scolded, "are you still copying the bottom? If you can earn this book back, my sister will be thankful."

"I'm doing it for you." Qin Ze opened his eyes and lied with a sincere expression: "looking at my sister who is so tired every day, shooting advertisements, commercial performances, practicing songs, and being a brother, I'm dying of heartache. When I make money, Star art entertainment is nothing. We open our own studio. As long as we have money, everything is easy, and we can have a better future."

I don't know whether her brother's pie painting is too big, or whether the "better future" moved Qin Baobao. She tilted her head, thought for a while, her eyes lit up, and said, "sister, there are more than five million here. The advertisements, commercial performances and the copyrights of your songs taken these days are all here. Aze, you should make good money, you know."

"Your wife should give her 1.2 million yuan back to her sister afterwards." Qin Baobao didn't care much about his savings, but he was particularly persistent about his brother's wife.

Qin Ze said, "it's better to be a sister, sister MEDA."

Sister, how nice!

"Your neck twisted?" Qin Ze asked curiously when he saw his sister's side face and crooked neck.

Qin Baobao straightened up, gritted his teeth and said, "the money is gone, and he won't give it to the little red guy even if he loses the Huangpu River."

At home.

The old man was carrying a tea cup, sighing and frowning.

Qin Ma sat beside him and said softly, "don't go back to school today?"

"I asked for leave," the old man said irritably, "I'm not in the mood for class."

"You didn't hit him today."

"He's too old to beat him every time." The old man sighed, "but when I think of what he did, my teeth itch."

"I thought I'd sell my house if I lost money." Qin Ma was terrified. She didn't understand stocks at all, otherwise she wouldn't understand the principal of four million as four million times leverage.

"I may earn it back in a few days." Qin Ma is so comforting.

"No wonder." The old man said, "this wave of shuffling has eliminated many foam stocks, and the current situation of the daily limit of white stocks will no longer exist. In other words, if he chooses foam stocks, it would be good for him to get back his capital. Alas, the little beast is so brave, how could I have such a thing."

"Then you help him," Qin Ma was anxious. "It's millions."

My stock trading level may not be higher than him!

Of course, this can't be said. The old man angrily said, "I'll hit him again if I lose it. Hit him hard."

Qin Ma also worried, well, the family has been emptied. Now their family has no extra savings except for two houses. God knows how the stock market will develop in the future. If it continues to fall, the 40 million loan can only be sold.

Once back before liberation.

Personal large amount transfer is troublesome. You need to go to the bank in person, and then arrive in the account within 2-3 working days, but the transfer between enterprises is real-time. Qin Ze can't wait. Two or three days later, the stock market is expected to rise. Who is waiting for you to copy the bottom.

Qin Baobao went to Xingyi in person and asked huangyichong, President of Xingyi, for help. He took the money through Xingyi's account.

In fact, it doesn't take two or three days for the stock market to fall for three days in a row. If it goes down again, even if the dark hand behind the scenes saves the market, it is estimated that it will not survive. The next morning, the stock market opened well, and then soared all the way. It can be seen that Qin Ze is not the only one who knows how to copy the bottom.

On the first day, Qin Ze caught two trading stocks with his sister's more than 3 million yuan and made a profit of 10%.

The next day, several stocks that had fallen sharply recovered and gradually rose.

The third day was Saturday. Qin Ze couldn't get out of the door. The two sisters went shopping.

After a short weekend, the stock market rose back to its previous high before the close of trading at 3 p.m. on Monday.

Qin Ze's loss making stocks finally returned to the normal level.

The market soared by 6% on Tuesday. After eliminating the foam stocks, high-quality stocks began to make efforts, and 100 stocks rose by the daily limit on that day. Qin Ze's stock turned losses into profits.

On the Internet, many shareholders who had to cut their meat slapped their thighs and cried out for regret, while investing money to enter.

The stock market is such a place that people can't stop. When you try to spend 10000 yuan and double it a week, any work will become a cloud in your eyes. Like gambling, I can get rich overnight. Why should I work.

But stock speculation and gambling are the same. If someone makes money, someone owes. Even if everyone makes money, it is the banker who is feeding money and raising prices. Sooner or later, he will kill you. The only thing better than gambling is that as long as you insist on not cutting meat, the stock may rise back in the next bull market.

It was another weekend, and the big hearted sister finally remembered that she was concerned about her brother's recent stock market situation. She poked her brain through the crack of the door and said in a charming voice, "aze, did you make money or lose money this week? I think the stock market has risen back."

Qin Ze's big desk, which was a little expensive, was equipped with six computers and a notebook. He raised his dark eyed face and said, "25% of the income."

Qin Baobao did a mental calculation and grew up surprised. "That's not more than ten million."

Sister's ruddy cherry mouth made people feel the urge to kiss, but Qin Ze didn't dare and nodded.

In the eyes of ordinary people, more than 10 million is undoubtedly a huge sum of money. But a week has passed since the small goal of making billions. A quarter of the time passed, but he only made more than 10 million.

It's an impossible task to earn one tenth of the money in a quarter of the time.

But as long as you can keep holding the limit board, the capital will snowball bigger and bigger, and the last week will even exceed the sum of the previous two weeks.

Qin Baobao bit his fingers, a little girl like gesture, flashing bright eyes: "aze, don't forget your wealth."

"Sorry, there are no dogs in the comment area."

Qin Baobao hit him and said, "I'll go and congratulate my mother."

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Qin Ma can't eat well and sleep well these days. Her mind is full of her son and the stock market. Every day when the old man comes home from work, her first sentence is: how about the stock market today?

Last sentence before going to bed: what will happen to the stock market tomorrow.

Various questions are interspersed among them.

"Did Azer earn or lose today?"

"Listening to Lao Wang next door, the stock market didn't rise very well today, and many stocks fell."

"Azer has shut down for several days. When she asked the baby, she didn't understand stocks. She was really a useless daughter."

"Lao Qin, today we go to see our son?"

The old man was so annoyed that he said, don't talk about stocks with me, or I'll talk about MMP with you.

In fact, the old man was also worried and didn't dare to call his son for fear of getting the reply: Dad, let's sell the house.

There are no classes at school this weekend. Qin Ma asked the long question again.

The old man said impatiently, "the stock market has been rising and will not lose anything."

Qin Ma said, "that's not necessarily true. The protagonist in good times is so fierce in stock speculation that making money is like playing. In the end, isn't it the forced whole family jumping off the building?"

The old man was startled: "where do you look?"

"The TV series was on the air a few days ago."

"No wonder the stock market fell sharply a few days ago." The old man suddenly realized, and immediately gnashed his teeth: "when Ding Xie comes out, the stock market will vent."

Qin Ma's cell phone rings, "it's from her daughter."

She answered the phone, "baby?"

"Mom, Azer made a lot of money."

My daughter said happily on the other end of the phone.