Although the Wu family was a factory owner and a bloodthirsty capitalist, they were not necessarily inhumane. As a matter of fact, they deliberately gave him a day to rest.
After breakfast, Wu Boxiong and his sister drove him around to familiarize him with the environment.
The village was not as prosperous as Hong Kong. The village was against the mountains. Although it was a bit remote, the living environment was good. There were temples in the village, and it was common to burn incense and pray to Buddha. There were restaurants, mahjong parlors, shops, etc.
A group of people sat in a stall. Some were picking their teeth, some were drinking, some were studying horse classics, and some were studying lottery.
"Brat, I find you quite pleasing to the eye!" A blonde young man with earrings put his arm around Yang Huai's shoulder. "Follow me, I'll take care of you."
"Thank you, Brother Shan Ji." This was the second person who said he would take care of him since he came to the chicken farm.
"Then, which number should I buy today?" Shan Ji handed Yang Huai a horse ticket. Seeing Yang Huai hesitating, he took out a stack of bills from his pocket. "Take this. To be honest, I didn't bet much yesterday, so I didn't win much. Don't worry, I'll listen to you this time. I'll give you a share of the money if I win. "
"Brother Shan Ji, I was lucky last time. I was just saying." Yang Huai blamed himself for talking too much. "Don't take it seriously."
"You won even if you're just talking nonsense. What if you're serious?" An old man next to him said. "Huai, analyze it for us. Don't worry, we won't blame you. Just say it."
"I really don't know how to." Yang Huai wanted to slap himself. How could he be so shameless? So many people had high hopes for him now!
It would be fine if he got it right, but if he got it wrong, he didn't believe that these people wouldn't blame him!
"Yeah, Huai, just say it." Wu Boxiong was proud that Yang Huai was the center of attention, so he encouraged Yang Huai to say it.
"Brother." Wu Bojun poked Wu Boxiong to stop him from talking.
"Huai, you say it. You don't have to care if we lose, but if we win, I'll split seventy-thirty with you." An old man with white hair shouted. "Just say it!"
"I'll split seventy-thirty with you too!"
"Seventy-thirty …"
The others chimed in.
Everyone seemed to be very confident in him.
It would have been fine if he had guessed one round correctly, but the key was that Yang Huai had guessed three rounds in a row. How terrifying!
"Sigh." Yang Huai often bought horses and lost more often than he won. It was all luck that he had guessed correctly these few times! However, now that everyone was treating him as the God of Gamblers, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Whether it's a popular, unpopular, or a dark horse, in order to reduce the risk.
Bets should be spread over a number of different horses.
Even if a horse is worth buying, you don't have to put all your eggs in one basket. What I have to say is, simply splitting the money equally seems very blind. The best strategy is to split the money according to Kelly's conditions … "
"A 'Huai, you know we're all uncouth men. We don't understand what you're talking about. Just tell us which horse it is!" An old man couldn't help but interrupt.
"Yeah …"
"Just say it …"
The old man's words struck a chord with all the others.
"But let me say this first." Yang Huai hesitated for a moment. "This is really the last time. I won't tell anyone else in the future!"
"No problem!"
"Sure!"
"Don't worry!"
“.....”
It was easy for people to agree to irresponsible promises, but they might forget about it after a few days.
"Then number six and number three." Yang Huai chose the two safest horses. "I'll say it again. Don't blame me if you lose."
The moment he said it, he knew it was a waste of time. Everyone was busy making calls to place their bets. No one had the time to talk to him!
"Hey, A 'Huai, do you know anything about stocks?" An old lady walked up to Yang Huai with a financial newspaper in her hand.
"Sister Hua, I don't play stocks."
As an unmarried young man who was born in a new society and grew up in capitalism, he had some experience in making friends. No matter how old the other party was, calling them "Sister" was the safest choice.
"I think Sanyuan Gardens is doing well. Their performance is growing steadily. Everyone says this stock is good. Look at the newspaper." The old lady read the newspaper word by word. "The company's business focuses on landscape architecture, architecture, and urban planning. It integrates natural sciences such as geology, physical geography, soil science, and meteorology. It also includes biology, botany, and ecology …"
She didn't have good eyesight, but she still finished reading it from the beginning to the end.
"Sister Hua." Yang Huai knew this old lady well. She sold vegetables and only made a small amount of money a month. Her son was in poor health, so her monthly expenses were high. If she really bought this stock, she would definitely lose money. Her life would be even more difficult. He couldn't bear to see her lose money, so he reminded her, "The business of gardens is related to the government's budget. This company's business is basically concentrated in Hong Kong. The garden construction in Hong Kong has already matured, so I don't think there's much room for growth."
"A 'Huai, you're right." Sister Hua's eyes lit up. "Then just recommend me one."
"I really don't understand."
Yang Huai immediately refused!
What a joke!
He hadn't escaped from the wolf's den yet, so he didn't dare to enter the tiger's den again!
"A 'Huai, look at you. You must know something. Don't be humble." Shanji and the others came over after placing their bets.
"A 'Huai, just tell us. We won't tell anyone!" The others followed.
The white-haired old man said, "Sister Hua has almost invested her entire life's savings. We told her not to buy it, but she wouldn't listen. Just help her out."
"Yeah, A 'Huai, I'm not greedy. I just want to help her out." Sister Hua took the opportunity to raise three fingers. "I lost three hundred thousand last year!"
"Alright, this won't happen again." Yang Huai helplessly snatched the newspaper from the old lady's hand. Under everyone's nervous gaze, he stared at the newspaper for a while, then muttered, "Buy this Fu Gao Pharmaceutical."
"Pharmaceutical stocks?" Sister Hua cast a suspicious look at Yang Huai. "I lost money on pharmaceutical stocks last year."
"Sister Hua, if you trust me, then buy this one," Yang Huai said patiently. "Last year, the pharmaceutical sector lost to the market by a large margin, and the valuation premium rate is also the lowest in history for the past seven years. Money is the most sensitive, and it will gradually discover that the pharmaceutical sector is the direction with the least resistance in the market."
"There are so many pharmaceutical companies out there, why did you choose this one?" Shanji raised his question.
"This is a pharmaceutical company in the mainland. I know it very well. It's the world's largest sulfonamide and quinolone antimicrobial drug production base." He couldn't tell everyone that this company was run by his fourth aunt, could he?
If the good news of the first generic drug being approved by the CFDA was released, wouldn't the price skyrocket?
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