Listening to the occasional bank message on his phone, and looking at the balance reminder, he made up his mind and continued to make calls. Since he was playing, he might as well go big!
Life was hard to come by, if not now, when would he?
"Brother Nan, this is insider information. Don't worry, I won't lose anything! I only need two days! You want to buy it too? Sure, let's make money together! "
His voice was excited and full of passion. Even though he had lowered his voice, his voice still smelled like canned herring. The people nearby didn't need to pay attention to pick up one or two key points, especially the word "insider trading."
Five or six people had already slowly moved closer to his position. They exchanged glances tacitly and listened to each other without disturbing each other.
"This is immortal shares …" someone who knew the industry mumbled to himself.
"Insider information, really?" Another middle-aged man leaning on the corner turned around and asked, as if he was asking for the opinion of others.
"I just made a mistake in Zhongyang Holdings. Even though the word 'holdings' is added, it actually produces electronic and toy products. It has nothing to do with real estate," an old man wearing glasses said. "I really don't know what this Wanwen Group is doing. They want to buy Zhongyang Holdings?"
"No wonder you don't even know about the Wanwen Group when you can't make money in the stock market." Another old man looked at him with disdain. "This is the major shareholder of Changshi Group and Huarun Gas. At the same time, he is also the controlling shareholder of Jiulong Construction. I heard that he runs a paper mill and building materials in the mainland."
"And he just bought the Champagne Building," an old lady with a bag added.
"Then what's this information?" Just as the old man wearing glasses was about to suspect something, the people around him had already dispersed. At a glance, they were all holding their phones and spreading the insider information they had just learned to the world.
Everyone had the attitude that they would rather kill the wrong person than let the wrong person go. What was wrong with taking a gamble?
The sun was scorching hot, and everyone was sweating like a fried pancake. However, this did not affect their enthusiasm to share secrets in full swing.
"It's up … it's up …" Following a scream, the hall suddenly erupted into a frenzy.
"It's really up …"
Wu Poxiong and the others had been staring at the screen. At this moment, they were huddled together excitedly, dancing with their hands and feet.
"What …" Shanji and Wu Poxiong pushed each other away in disgust.
"Ah …" Yang Huai was dumbfounded.
Wu Boxiong said, "Brother Huai, do you think we should increase our stocks? Don't worry, I can still borrow from my friend."
"Yeah, yeah," Sister Hua said. "I haven't even mortgaged my house yet."
"Brother Huai, just say the word and we'll do it …" Old man Guan couldn't help but get excited. His bones felt light, and he didn't look old at all.
"Something's grown …" Yang Huai could not help but look at the screen, then looked curiously at the old men and women in the hall who were beaming with joy. "The market seems to be falling, why are you all so happy?"
"I'll go ask around …" Sister Hua was curious as well. Other than when she was selling vegetables, she spent most of her time here. These old men and women were not much smarter than her. They usually cried more than they laughed. She had never seen such a joyous scene before.
As soon as she walked over, the old men and women who were chattering together suddenly dispersed and returned to their respective positions.
"Sister Xing," Sister Hua smiled at an old lady and asked, "Did you make a profit?"
"Not as lucky as you." Sister Xing grinned and answered nonchalantly.
"Then you go ahead." Sister Hua looked at the other's screen. She couldn't figure out what was going on. Since the other party didn't like her, she naturally didn't want to embarrass herself here.
ZhongYang Holdings advanced triumphantly. When it reached the one-yuan mark, the crowd cheered thunderously.
"One hundred thousand in, two hundred thousand out?" Sister Zhen kissed Yang Huai's face excitedly. Everyone laughed, and no one cared.
"Mind your image." Yang Huai coughed heavily awkwardly. Was he being teased?
"Brother Huai, we'll do whatever you say in the future." Sister Zhen said as she was about to collapse on Yang Huai's lap. "Ouch …"
Yang Huai was thorough. She fell to the ground on her butt, and the crowd laughed even louder.
"I sold my body for you, and you still have the cheek to laugh?" Sister Zhen stood up and patted her butt as if nothing had happened. She was very angry. She glanced sideways at Ah Mei, and intentionally or unintentionally glanced at her perky breasts. "You have the balls. You go."
"Sister, Brother Huai doesn't even look at you." Ah Mei looked at Yang Huai coyly. "I have no chance."
"What are you talking about?" Yang Huai hurriedly stopped them. He couldn't afford to offend any of these unscrupulous ladies and girls. "Look at the market now. It's about time to go home."
What kind of luck was this?
He casually pointed at an immortal stock, and it rose?
"Brother Huai is lucky …" Shanji stuttered. Another round of cheers rang in the hall for a long time. Everyone's face was full of joy.
"It's almost doubled." At this moment, Yang Huai finally felt a little more confident. No matter how much he earned, he still earned. At least he had an explanation. "Why don't we go back first?"
"Brother Huai, we'll listen to you."
At this moment, no matter what Yang Huai said, no one disagreed.
Wu Poxiong drove back to the chicken farm. Wu Pojun was carrying a bag of chicken feed to mix the chicken. Yang Huai couldn't stop the car, so he rushed over and grabbed it over his shoulder.
"Sister, you didn't see how good Huai was today. He guessed the stock right!" Wu Poxiong really couldn't find anyone to express his excitement.
"Oh." Wu Pojun didn't respond at all.
"Can you make some noise?" Wu Poxiong asked for a rebuff. He left angrily and went back to his room to sleep.
Yang Huai threw all the feed into the mixing machine. Just as he was about to put his hand on the switch, Wu Pojun slapped his hand away.
"What's wrong?" Yang Huai looked at her angry face and was a little puzzled.
"Do you understand? You'll really kill people like this!" Wu Pojun turned her head.
"Look at your brother. You know what the others are like. How can I avoid them?" Yang Huai also looked helpless. He spread his hands and said, "If you have a way to stop them, I'll be more than happy to."
"This is gambling!"
"I don't agree with that," Yang Huai said with a smile. "The stock market is a market behavior. There are rules to follow. It's not the same thing as gambling."
"You think you're doing the right thing?" Wu Pojun looked at him blankly.
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