"If the price goes up to the limit, it will go up to the limit. What's the big deal?"
Zhou Yan curled his lips and saw that Chen Xiaole had closed League of Legends and opened the securities trading system.
The stock above is lying there quietly, it is Xiangtan Denhua.
At this time, Xiangtan Electrochemical reached the daily limit at the opening of the market. It was 2.23 yuan per share before, and now it is 2.45 yuan per share, and the total stock value has also risen from 6,690 yuan to 7,359 yuan.
"Brother Yan, this is the daily limit, this is the daily limit! I have been in the stock market for many years, and I have never encountered a single daily limit. How come you have hit the daily limit! How awesome!"
Chen Xiaole was a little excited and saliva flew everywhere.
"Sell it! Sell it!" Chen Xiaole said excitedly.
"Sell? You don't hold any position anymore?" Zhou Yan was stunned.
"Brother Zhou Yan, chasing ups and downs is something only leeks like to do. Although I used to be a green leek, I'm smart now!"
Chen Xiaole chuckled, "It's already reached the daily limit. If you don't sell now, wait until then. At worst, buy when it falls. This is called selling high and buying low. Although you have a good vision, in front of me, an old investor like my brother, Still not enough.”
"Go away," Zhou Yan scolded, and asked, "Can't it go up any more?"
"Is it still going up? It has already hit the daily limit twice, can it hit the third limit?"
Chen Xiaole stared at it with a look of disbelief, "How about it, Brother Yan, do you want to sell it?"
"Let's sell it together." Zhou Yan said directly.
"Okay, with this kind of awareness, Brother Yan, you will be able to go further in the stock market."
Chen Xiaole smiled and sold the stock directly. Because it had reached the daily limit, the transaction was completed immediately. Excluding the two thousandths of the transaction fee of the securities software and the one thousandth of the stamp tax, Chen Xiaole's account instantly gained 7,336 yuan.
"Bring forward my share." Zhou Yan said directly.
"Sure." Chen Xiaole knew that Zhou Yan planned to use his account for fun, so he didn't care.
"Brother Yan, I can't figure out the difference, I'll just transfer you 2,500." Chen Xiaole picked up a piece of soft liquor and shook his Xian Liuhai in an extremely coquettish way.
"Okay." Zhou Yan nodded, knowing that the difference would be only a few dozen dollars.
Asked Chen Xiaole if he had online banking, Chen Xiaole said yes. Zhou Yan directly took the pen and paper next to him and wrote down his bank card number.
In 2010, there was already online banking on the PC side. Chen Xiaole withdrew two thousand five thousand and transferred the money directly to Zhou Yan on the online banking.
The transaction was completed quickly and the phone vibrated. Zhou Yan took out his phone and saw a payment message.
[Deposit notification: Your account with the last number 2119 received RMB 2,500.00 on September 3. The current balance is 13143.64 yuan. [China Construction Bank]]
Yesterday I withdrew two thousand yuan, and now another two thousand five hundred yuan has arrived. Zhou Yan's balance has increased by five hundred yuan.
With only 2,100 yuan, he was able to free up 400 yuan. Zhou Yan was actually quite satisfied.
But it's still too little.
Moreover, Xiangtan Electrochemical is a monster stock. God knows how many more daily limits it can hit in the next few days. Naturally, Zhou Yan cannot let go now.
Zhou Yan estimated that if there was another daily limit, Chen Xiaole would not be able to sit still, and Zhou Yan did not care about it anymore.
Seeing that Chen Xiaole had opened QQ, Zhou Yan knew that he was going to have a passionate call with the green tea girl again.
Zhou Yan didn't interrupt anymore. He returned to his seat, spent almost half an hour binding online banking and downloading the network security transaction certificate, and then opened the securities trading system.
Now that he has thirteen thousand, he has almost made a small fortune, and Zhou Yan plans to invest all of it in Xiangtan Electrochemical.
Zhou Yan vaguely remembered that the second day of military training was the highest position of this stock, which was No. 8.
As long as Zhou Yan continues to take positions within these five days and then sells on the 8th, he can indeed make a big profit.
But after all, it is still too little. With little money, I feel uneasy.
It would be great if we could allocate funds to stock trading. If we add ten times leverage to speculate in this monster stock, it would really be Lao Gan Ma’s fault.
However, stock trading requires a certain amount of capital. Zhou Yan only has more than 10,000 yuan now, which is not enough at all.
Zhou Yan knew there was no rush now, so he stood up, picked up his phone, and went directly to the stairs.
There was no one at the stairs, so Zhou Yan dialed Lao Hutou's phone directly.
The phone beeped twice and was connected directly.
"Hello, Lao Hu, I'm Zhou Yan." Zhou Yan looked at the abandoned open space outside the corridor window and said calmly.
"Boy Zhou, why do you think of calling me now?" Lao Hutou was stunned on the other end of the phone and asked with a smile.
"Dong Chenggong and the others can withdraw their agency share from No. 2 first." Zhou Yan asked.
Old Hu was stunned and asked, "Is there something urgent about you kid?"
"Something happened at home and we urgently need some money." Zhou Yan said.
"That's it. It's not allowed by the rules. Let me ask you for permission." Old Hutou said.
"Troublesome." Zhou Yan smiled.
"It's a small matter, but thanks to you, many universities have come to do business with our Hongcheng Bus Office in the past two days." Old Hutou said with a smile.
Zhou Yan was stunned, "What's going on?"
"Parents of new students all want to take the bus to school for free. When the school reacts, they naturally send someone over to talk." Lao Hutou explained with a smile.
Zhou Yan nodded: "That's a good thing."
Zhou Yan knew that his actions at the bus stop would be noticed by the university, and Hong Da would not be an exception, so he did not pay too much attention.
"I'm going to ask for permission first. You wait for my call." Old Hutou said.
"OK."
Zhou Yan put down his phone.
If you can, do it in advance. If you really can't, there's nothing you can do if you miss a daily limit.
Zhou Yan knows that some things cannot be rushed.
After waiting for five minutes, Zhou Yan's phone vibrated twice, and Zhou Yan saw that there were two more red dots on the message.
Zhou Yan opened it without thinking.
"Fuck!"
Zhou Yan's eyes widened and he cursed.
He was excited.
Zhou Yan looked at the stairs and saw that no one was passing by, so he relaxed a little.
These are two pieces of payment information from China Construction Bank.
[Account arrival notification: Your account with the last number 2219 received RMB 128,470.29 on September 3. The current balance is 141,613.93 yuan. [China Construction Bank]]
[Account arrival notification: Your account with the last number 2219 received RMB 100,000.00 on September 2. The current balance is 241,613.93 yuan. [China Construction Bank]]
Zhou Yan swallowed.
Although this money is not even a fraction of what he spent in his previous life.
But you must know that he is just a freshman now, but on the third day of freshman reporting, he received more than 200,000 yuan at once, which made Zhou Yan feel like he was dreaming.
what's the situation? Are you anxious to send him money?
In his opinion, his 0.5% secondary agent share, even if all the universities in Hongcheng are included, it is impossible to get 120,000 yuan into the account, and what the hell is going on with this 100,000 yuan.
Zhou Yan suppressed his excitement and wanted to call Lao Hutou to ask about the situation.
Unexpectedly, the next second, Lao Hutou called again.
Zhou Yan connected directly and said, "What's going on?"
"Hahaha, I knew you would be surprised. How about it? Are you surprised or surprised?" Lao Hutou chuckled on the other end of the phone.
"What's going on?" Zhou Yan took a deep breath.
"Young man Zhou is very calm. Let me tell you this. The agency contract signed by Dong Chenggong was modified by us and we will give you 10%." Old Hutou said unhurriedly.
"One percent?"
Zhou Yan finally understood.
If the agency share is really calculated at 10%, the 120,000 yuan can indeed be achieved.
But he still didn't expect that their bus company would give him 0.50% and insist on giving him 10%.
"Send me money?" Zhou Yan asked with a smile.
"It can be understood that way." Old Hutou smiled, "This is the intention of the superiors, I can't interfere."
"Thank him for me. If you have any use for me in the future, just ask." Zhou Yan said.
"Have you guessed it?" Old Hutou was obviously stunned.
"Well" Zhou Yan didn't say anything, he asked again: "What's the deal with the one hundred thousand yuan?"
"Haha, um, that is the budget divided today. If you have an emergency at home, I will pay it to you first." After finishing speaking, Old Hutou explained: "Don't worry, today's budget will definitely be more than 100,000 yuan. When the time comes, we will make a unified calculation and give you the change."
"Thank you." Zhou Yan said with a smile.
"It's okay. I'm a little busy this morning. I'll hang up now." Old Hutou said with a smile.
"Um."
Zhou Yan put down his phone and took a deep breath.
After all, I owe Lu Yuanjiao a favor, or in other words, I owe that middle-aged man a favor. I don’t know who that middle-aged man is.
I received more than 200,000 yuan at once. If I say I'm not excited, I'd be lying.
No matter what, the money has fallen into his pocket, and there is no reason to take it back.
Zhou Yan knew that with more than 200,000 yuan, he finally had some capital to break through the waves in the stock market.
If, with ten times leverage, it works... But we have to find a way.
What's that called... A flash of inspiration flashed in Zhou Yan's mind.
Naida, no... the name is definitely not that... Oh yes, it's Su Yourong.
Zhou Yan touched his chin and recalled in his mind the woman wearing a black professional skirt, with a perfect face and a proud figure that he saw at the Securities Exchange Center that day.
Zhou Yan returned to the dormitory and opened the drawer. There was a business card lying quietly inside.
He took it out and his eyes fell on the business card.
[Su Yourong, Project Department Manager of Huayu Investment Company]
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
