Chapter 6: Self-cultivation of an old leek
After all, it was an internal operation, and the credit account was already available in the sales department. In less than half an hour, Luo Guicheng had everything settled.

After Li Zehua signed the document and prepared to leave, he reminded her, "With so much money, you have to be careful when choosing and buying stocks. Don't just go all in on impulse."

Li Zehua looked at the credit account with a total of 60 yuan plus the 90 yuan financing, and breathed a sigh of relief, "Don't worry, I will definitely take action after I make money. I will treat you to a drink when I make money."

"I wish you great success in the stock market and great wealth. I have reserved the wine for you to make fortune. When the time comes, just pour me some Maozi to make me drink it. I will never hesitate." Luo Guicheng said flattering words and sent him out.
Looking at his receding back, I sighed, "Young people nowadays are so brave!"

Li Zehua did not return to the company, but just wandered around. He received several phone calls and handled them all.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, I returned to the sales department.

As soon as the market opened, the hall was crowded with people. All the computers that could be used to place orders were occupied. After finally vacating one computer, Li Zehua hurried up to it.
I logged into my credit account and chose New Wave to watch.
This was just before the new wave started, and all kinds of demons and monsters showed their magical powers. The stock price was shaking up and down like a loom.

Looking closely at the stock price, it has fallen two points from the opening, but the trading volume has obviously increased. The stock commentary area is noisy, and everyone says that the dog dealer took the opportunity to sell the stocks and run away.

Looking at the moving average again, it seems that there is a risk of breaking at any time, telling people all the time: it will be too late if you don’t run away.

Little do they know that these are all superb market control tactics used by the market makers to clean out those weak-willed retail investors. Once enough chips are collected, they will soar into the sky, leaving people with regret.

It’s just that most people are restricted by their sources of information and simply cannot understand the inside story. They can only passively accept it ignorantly. It is normal in the stock market that they lose money as soon as they sell and get trapped as soon as they buy.

After watching for a while, Li Zehua suppressed his excitement and placed 6.45 orders at several prices ranging from 6.55 to 200.
For fear of being noticed by someone with ulterior motives, the orders were deliberately split into several parts to create the illusion of retail buying.

While waiting for the transaction, he input the code of the high-purity porcelain. His memory and reality intertwined, and he could not distinguish between the illusion and reality.

It took him a long time to come back to his senses, and he muttered, "The stock opened at the daily limit next Monday, and then was suspended. After the resumption of trading, it hit the daily limit 12 times, and the stock price surged from 11 yuan to 7 yuan, and even reached 21 yuan in mid-June. It's all money!

Unfortunately, this money is too hot to handle, and it is even more dangerous! ”

No one can have too much money!

Moreover, the huge profit of nearly 40% in just 200 days, didn't you see that the man in the capital of three provinces also made more than 700 million in just a few months by telling his wife a few words,

Of course! The ending was also quite tragic.

The punishment of losing the hat and being sentenced to five years in prison, confiscation of illegal gains and a fine of 750 million yuan is quite serious.

"Xiao Li, why don't you check the stock market today?"

Just as he was thinking, a voice suddenly rang out. Li Zehua turned around and quickly stood up to make way for him. "Uncle Yan, you're here."

The person who came was the first batch of customers who had applied for the card from him. Yan Jianmin was in his early fifties and a middle-level leader of a small unit in Shanghai.
He retired early and now spends his time trading stocks and fishing. His life is so comfortable.

More than ten years later, the two men had another encounter. At that time, Li Zehua returned to the stock market. The two friends of different ages would exchange some experiences of being leeks and curse the shameless market makers together, which seemed to show that they had a common suffering.

Yan Jianmin had long since adapted to retirement life, and no longer had the old-fashioned dignity he had in the company. Hearing this, he smiled and sat down. "I told you that sooner or later you would have to come in. The stock market is a place where people's minds compete with each other. If you understand this, you will understand people. If you understand people, you will be successful in the future." "Yes, yes, you are right. I came here specifically to learn from your experience." Li Zehua made jokes, but he was very happy in his heart.

I don't know who got together with me ten years later, cursing the shameless market makers and the abominable hot money, and crying about how most of my pension funds were lost in these years.

Just like old leeks, they are harvested one after another.

Just from my memory, a year later, when I changed jobs to become a second-hand housing agent, Yan Jianmin had already lost more than a dozen dollars in the stock market.

This gave me the opportunity. I was brainwashed by words like buying a house to increase its value and fight inflation, and at worst it was better than losing money in the stock market. Finally, he introduced me to a few brothers (jiu) (cai) who shared the same pain.

"Yes, you have to study hard."

Yan Jianmin said as he picked up the mouse. "I happen to be free today, so I'll teach you some tips on stock selection. As the saying goes, one should first look at the fundamentals, then the news, and keep an eye on all directions and listen to all sides..."

As he was talking, he suddenly saw the stock interface that Li Zehua had not closed, and asked curiously, "Did you choose the wrong stock? Why is the interface different from mine?"

Li Zehua quickly stepped forward and said, "You have no experience, so I asked the sales department to set up a simulation trading platform and learn by trial and error first, so as to avoid detours."

"Your idea is correct. Young people should be more cautious when doing things." Yan Jianmin looked pleased that the young man was teachable.
He glanced at the operation interface a few more times and frowned, "But your vision for stock selection needs to be improved. The company you are looking at just released its quarterly report on the 13th, and its turnover has dropped significantly. If you look at the daily stock price, it has gone bad, and expectations are not met."

After scrolling a few more times, I saw two stocks on the watchlist page, New Wave and High Purity Ceramics.
He even shook his head repeatedly, "I've also paid attention to this high-purity porcelain. They've been saying that they're going to reorganize it, but I think it's just a scam. From the beginning of the year to now, there's been no movement for four or five months. How can you choose it?"

He treated it as a simulation and said, "Well, I'll recommend a few to you. Take a good look at them."

Li Zehua was not annoyed. He watched him practice the single-finger Zen technique and slowly type on the keyboard. He would move closer from time to time to look carefully. It took him a long time to find a few stocks.

"Xiao Li, watch and learn carefully. Stock trading is a profound subject. Even I took three years to figure out the tricks of my own." Yan Jianmin said seriously, with a bit of the air of an old scholar.

If you add some beard and stroke it, it will be more vivid.

He has not yet adapted to the past since his retirement, and he is afraid of losing his sense of existence. He took the opportunity to talk to Li Zehua, but the latter did not care.
In this cold and cold city, Yan Jianmin's words gave him some spiritual comfort.
I smiled and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

"That's right." Yan Jianmin nodded with satisfaction. What else did he want to say?
Suddenly, I saw a stock friend I was familiar with coming over. I remembered that I had not yet finished arguing with him in the morning, so I said, "Old man Zheng is here. You figure it out on your own first. I will go and argue with him."

As he spoke, he stood up and started chatting with the old man who had just come in, saying things like the market price and earnings were considerable, the future was promising, the investment would be recovered in March, and the money would double in half a year.

He also talked about everything from ancient history to the impact of recent international changes on the stock market.
I heard Li Zehua exclaiming, "No wonder they say there are great talents in the stock market, hiding in the fields and willing to be leeks. I admire you."

I stopped listening and chose New Wave, and started buying dozens of shares at a time...

(End of this chapter)