Life is very interesting. It only takes a moment for hope to go from emergence to destruction. This talkative man thought he would be able to secure the five hundred silver dollars, but what happened next was completely beyond his expectation.
There were no buying orders at all, or in other words, there were no buying orders at the price of 3.3 yuan. The first transaction at the opening of the afternoon was 3.1 yuan, which was a direct loss of 20 cents.
It was still the fault of these capital bookmakers. At noon, Yang Zhi had already formed an alliance with Master Qing and Prince Dun.
He borrowed 100,000 shares from Fu Qing and Prince Dun, spent an afternoon smashing the market, and agreed to return 110,000 shares at the end of the day.
Enough profiteering, right? The interest for two hours is one-tenth, but you still have to thank them for lending you stocks to use in the market. This is an attitude that proves that these two companies have implicitly allowed you to do whatever you want.
How many forces in Jingshi have the most stocks now? A group of old-fashioned royal aristocrats who knew nothing, Prince Li, Prince Zheng, etc., all entrusted Yang Zhi with their stocks and money.
Master Qin and others are the errand boys of various princes who are responsible for this area!
In addition, those with more stocks are those from the Forbidden City, that is, the emperor, the queen mother, and the eunuchs. These people rely on the emperor's protection, but they don't do much trading, they just make a safe profit.
Of course, some people, such as Cixi, also entrusted Yang Zhi with money to help handle it!
Of course it was Mr. Qing who took over Ci'an's shares, and another big banker was Prince Dun. Prince Dun was becoming more and more powerful and financially strong, so we must rely on his strength.
As for the stocks of the Han ministers, the Eight Immortals across the sea showed their magical powers, and they were all operated by themselves. Some people had connections with Jiangnan, and most of them were sent to Jiangnan for trading.
Yang Zhi is the secret direct descendant of Prince Dun. He can use Prince Dun's stocks at will, and Fu Qing's support is very important. As long as Mr. Qing doesn't disrupt things, he will be the biggest banker on the Capital Exchange.
With 100,000 shares in hand, you will have ammunition for selling in the afternoon. After the market opened at 1 o'clock, before this group of retail investors could react, the huge selling pressure was like layers of dark clouds.
Three dollars and one, three dollars, two dollars and nine...two dollars and five, two dollars and four!
There are many selling orders at various price points. These orders are not for the purpose of closing transactions at all. They are placed on them to scare away the funds that want to buy.
By the way, it will create the illusion of a continued crash, allowing Banner retail investors to continue to cut and sell the stock, because what Yang Zhi wants now is cheap chips, cheap stocks, and he needs your retail investors to sell the stocks into his hands.
It crashed again, and the market plunged crazily. What had risen in the morning was now falling. Of course, it did not fall as low as 1.5 yuan. Yang Zhi left a little hope. If the stock price fell to 1.8 yuan, it would not be able to drop. .
The market atmosphere is once again desperate. Those who shook their fans and laughed at people in the morning were dumbfounded and broke out in cold sweat. However, those who slapped themselves in the face in the morning became excited.
"Haha... Hahaha... Didn't you say you won't fall again? Hold the handle tightly, I'm afraid it will fall to a dollar and a quarter in just a moment!"
"Fortunately, I sold it this morning. Money is the most comfortable thing in my arms!"
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There will always be people who can't bear the pressure. They look at the price of 1.8 yuan in front of them and are afraid that it will drop to 1.5 yuan or even lower. One by one, they take out the stocks they have collected at home and sell them on the market!
Yang Zhi and Liu Peiqi finally achieved their goal. The market once again produced bloody cheap chips. They collected such cheap stocks and sent them directly to the Jiangnan market for dismantling. The profits were huge!
Throughout the afternoon, the number of married people doubled compared to the morning. The chatty coachman was already stupid. His order was hung on it and became a waste order. He could get it back after the market closes and take it home.
In the big house, people are already crazy busy. Under Liu Peiqi's organization, Yang Zhi and others will raise at least more than 400,000 shares today, throw away the more than 100,000 shares returned to Prince Fu Qing and Dun, and raise 3 One hundred thousand shares.
Three hundred thousand shares were placed in the Jiangnan market, and at least one million silver dollars were earned. Today was a bumper harvest, and I was full of blood.
Master Qin had already made up his mind by this time. He shouted to Liu Peiqi, "Master Liu! Lend me one hundred thousand silver dollars...I will come in and buy the goods. I will send the second daughter to Mr. Yang tonight..."
"You give me your address, and I'll send it to you personally... I'm convinced, I'm really convinced!"
Liu Peiqi laughed loudly after hearing this, "A child is teachable... A child is really teachable. If you are willing to give up a daughter for a bright future, my Lord Qin, just wait and get rich!"
"Money is a trivial matter. There are banknotes here... take them and take them..."
Mr. Qin ran to the trading counter in the big room with a hundred thousand silver dollar bill in hand. Looking at the price of one eighty yuan, he said fiercely, "Master, I want to make a deal immediately, one hundred thousand silver dollars is fine, buy them all, and sweep the goods for one hundred thousand silver dollars!"
In the cruel financial market, people's emotions are highly tense, and time will become very, very fast. Many people will find that it is the time to close in the blink of an eye.
The closing price of Beijing-Tianjin Railway's stock rose slightly, staying at 2 yuan per share.
The market is a mess, down 70 cents from yesterday's 28 cents! And the fluctuations in this day are thrilling!
On this day, some were crying and some were laughing. The Jingshi Police Department continued to increase its efforts for fear that someone would jump into the river and commit suicide at night!
The bannermen who had lost their underwear still wanted to ask the princes to come forward to find a solution to the emperor, but tonight it was destined that no one would care about their life or death.
It took a long time after the market closed before the chatty coachman grabbed the 150 shares of stock that had been returned and walked home dejectedly. He didn't even have the energy to pull the cart anymore.
"Hey...why am I so stupid? If I had known that I would sell it at the closing time in the morning, wouldn't I have sold it for three yuan?"
"In the end, I got such a good price for nothing. It really pisses me off..."
After walking all the way, complaining about himself all the way, when he returned to the door of the rented compound, he felt hungry and suddenly this hunger made him wake up!
"Hey... what did the old gentleman say this morning? Didn't he tell me to take good care of my job? Don't get lost in your mind!"
"I...what did I do this afternoon? Didn't I make myself miserable?"
"I bought it for 1.5 yuan. It closed at 2.1 yuan. I still made 60 cents per share! I made 120 silver dollars that day! Why aren't I happy when I've already made money?"
The talkative coachman sat at the door of his house and refused to enter the house. He held his cheek and pondered, just like an old monk in meditation, "What if I think about this in a different mood?"
"I don't care what the stock market does in the afternoon. I go to work pulling a cart to make money. I still have to earn two silver dollars in half a day, right? When I look back at the market close, I have made 120 yuan in the stock market. That's 122 silver dollars..."
"I earned more, and I was in a good mood for a long time!"
"That's right! The old gentleman is right...being given money has messed up your mind!"
At that moment, the rickshaw driver suddenly discovered that the world was so beautiful. The lights of the rickshaw shined brightly, and the new patterns on the wheels were so beautiful.
The sunset was blazing and the clouds were glowing red. The shy and shy girl from the Lin family who had just walked over seemed to have taken a peek at me. What are you going to eat tonight? A bowl of shredded pancakes soaked in mutton soup will definitely be great.
"Hahaha..." the chatty coachman fussed, "I've been so stupid all afternoon! I will never look at that stock again, just work hard and make money!"
"My distinguished guests have already told me that I won't be able to accompany you, so I just have to trust you honestly... Hahaha!"
Note: It's Monday, and the competition for recommendation votes will be very fierce. Although I am currently in eighth place, God knows whether I will be ranked in the afternoon.
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