Rebirth of the Wild Age

Song Weiyang looked at Qiong Minyuan's opening price, which was 22.36 yuan. At the beginning, he started buying from more than 2 yuan, and the maximum was no more than 3 yuan 1. There was a bonus of 10 to 1 to 2 in the middle. This Nima has increased by 10 times.

Just one minute at the beginning, Song Weiyang said: "Let go of 500 hands first, to please your luck."

Liu Peng was still studying the market, so he turned his head when he heard this, "Boss Song, you are so fierce, you sell 500 lots at once. What stocks did you buy?"

"Qiong Minyuan." Song Weiyang said.

"Magic stock!" Liu Peng said in surprise, "When did you buy it?"

Song Weiyang said, "At two or three yuan."

Liu Peng quickly looked at today's stock price, his eyes widened and said: "My day, you have made a profit!"

After selling 500 hands, Song Weiyang did not move.

Brother Xiao Ma was bored and didn't want to go to the trading counter to squeeze, and said to Du Hesen: "Mr. Du, I bought SDB, sell it for me, and give you a commission."

Liu Peng glanced at the transaction sheet filled out by Brother Xiao Ma, which was worth hundreds of thousands of yuan. He sold it when he said it was sold. Boss Song's friend is indeed a rich man. He asked suspiciously: "Two bosses, do you think the market is going to fall sharply?"

"Ok."

Song Weiyang and Xiao Ma responded at the same time.

Liu Peng looked at the K-line chart a little reluctantly, clenched his fists in both hands and said, "Wait one more time, I'll wait one more time."

The two sold a total of 1.8 million worth of stocks, without making any noise, they were eaten by other investors every minute.

At noon, we ate in the big room, and Song Weiyang chatted with Lin Zhuoyun and Xiao Ma throughout the whole process.

"It has gone up, it has gone up, one of the three stocks I bought has gone up by 6 cents this morning!" Liu Peng said excitedly.

Song Weiyang smiled and said, "Congratulations, congratulations!"

When the market opened in the afternoon, Qiong Minyuan's share price rose by another 3 cents, and Song Weiyang ordered: "The momentum is good, let go of another 2,000 hands."

The emperor was not in a hurry and the **** was in a hurry, Liu Peng grabbed Song Weiyang's sleeves: "Boss Song, you can't let go, your stock has been soaring, and selling it now means throwing the money into the water!"

"If you see it well, you will earn it anyway." Song Weiyang said with a smile.

The next day, Xiao Ma went to work and did not come again.

Song Weiyang accompanied his girlfriend to the deep city in the morning and admired the place where he had drilled the dog hole from a distance. In the afternoon, he continued to sit in the big room and said at the opening: "Let go another 5,000 hands."

Liu Peng stood up with a loud cry: "5000 hands? Boss Song, you have bought a lot of Qiong Minyuan after all!"

"Not much, not much, it's almost sold out," Song Weiyang smiled, "Temporarily help me keep it secret, don't tell outsiders, you can reveal the news in half a month."

"Don't tell, promise not to tell, which tortoise son said nonsense." Liu Peng said, patting his chest.

Song Weiyang released 5000 lots today, and it was quickly eaten by others. The stock price rose instead of falling, and it seemed that it was going to rise until the end of the day.

Liu Peng sat on the chair and rubbed around. After reading this one and then another, he finally took out a calculator: "Boss Song, I'll do the calculation for you. You bought it for two or three yuan, and you’ll pay three yuan. For money, now it’s more than 22 yuan, leaving aside the bonus shares, a total of 7,500 lots have been sold in the past two days... My day, you have made 15 million! Crazy, crazy, mom sells batches, I saw the big operation today !"

Song Weiyang smiled and said: "Within half a month, don't tell the truth, I will make you a friend."

Without a business card, Liu Peng quickly tore a piece of paper and wrote the phone number: "Boss Song, this is my phone number. I promise I will never talk nonsense."

The third day.

Song Weiyang spent another morning with his girlfriend, and sent Lin Zhuoyun to board the plane back to Shenghai at noon. He stayed in the deep city and continued to sit in the big room.

As soon as he walked in, Liu Peng took out a flyer-like thing, an underground publication printed on coarse paper, and he could smell humor: "Boss Song, this is yesterday's stock market ranking. You throw too much, Qiong Minyuan fell at the opening this morning, and it took half an hour before it started to rise."

Song Weiyang opened a total of 20 accounts to sell in batches, and did not rank in the top ten of the Dragon and Tiger list. But selling too much makes it hard not to attract attention, not to mention that there are other big dog owners who are selling Qiong Minyuan's stock-he is not the only one who has closed the net as the end of the year is approaching.

"In this case, let go of 2500 hands this afternoon." Song Weiyang said.

Liu Peng felt like a cat caught him: "Boss Song, how much do you still have in your hand?"

"It's not much, it's almost sold out." Song Weiyang said.

The fourth day.

Song Weiyang ran to the Xinhua Bookstore in the morning, bought a few books, and took them to the big room to read them slowly.

"When the market opened this morning, has Qiong Minyuan fallen?" Song Weiyang asked.

Liu Peng said: "It didn't fall, but it didn't rise much. It only rose by 1 cent in the morning."

"That's also up. Let go of 500 hands this afternoon and slowly." Song Weiyang asked Du Hesen to fill out the transaction form and read the book on his own.

Liu Peng has nothing to say, but his doubts are getting bigger and bigger. Because Song Weiyang, just like Doraemon, can keep taking things out of his pockets, the ghost knows how many Qiong Minyuan stocks he can still take out.

tenth day.

Liu Peng smiled and said, "Boss Song, why did you come this morning?"

"Today is in a good mood." Song Weiyang said.

Liu Peng asked: "How much do you plan to sell today?"

"It's all sold," Song Weiyang said to Du Hesen, "I will fill out the form by myself today. Don't worry about anything, don't divide it in batches, just smash it all at once."

"Good." Du Hesen was also numb. Of course, the basic operation is still necessary. He knows how much Song Weiyang has left in his hands, and it will definitely make a lot of noise if it is not processed in batches.

Du Hesen took the list one by one, and Liu Peng couldn't figure it out. He dragged his chair to Song Weiyang and asked, "How much are you going to sell today?"

Song Weiyang smiled and said, "More than 8,000 hands."

"boom!"

Liu Peng was unstable and slid directly on the ground, exclaiming: "Fuck, you have bought a lot!"

"With the bonus shares, there are about 40,000 lots," Song Weiyang stood up and said, "Boss Liu, goodbye, I advise you to do it earlier."

"Sell, you must sell! You are a stock god, I must be right to listen to you." Liu Peng said dumbfounded.

The 40,000 hands of Qiong Minyuan were not only owned by Song Weiyang, but Chen Tao and Zheng Xuehong also invested about 700,000 in total. Ding Ming's part was sold by himself early, and he realized that he started a business together with Zhang Chaoyang, but Zhou Zhengyu's 10,000 yuan has been invested by Song Weiyang.

Song Weiyang is gone, and the transaction continues. It took Du Hesen 5 hours to sell out more than 8,000 lots. The nonsense is that Qiong Minyuan not only did not fall, but also rose by 2 cents on this day.

At noon, Liu Peng resisted not saying that after the market closed in the afternoon, he couldn't hold it anymore.

"Lao Liu, are you at a loss? A face is as if you can't hold your shit." Boss Zhang in the big apartment next door smiled.

Boss He joked: "If the market can lose money, Lao Liu shouldn't buy stocks, he should buy lottery tickets, and he will definitely win the first prize."

Liu Peng explained: "I didn't lose, I was frightened."

"Who scared you?" Boss Zhang asked.

Liu Peng said: "These days, there is often a young man in my private room, have you seen it?"

"I see, he looks like Mr. Xifeng." Boss He said.

Liu Peng said, "That person is Song Weiyang!"

Boss Zhang smiled and said: "Don't brag. Just your virtue, can you know Xifeng's boss?"

"It's Song Weiyang, I don't want you to do anything," Liu Peng said as if to vent, "Gu son of the turtle, he sold 40,000 lots of Qiong Minyuan in ten days, and he bought it at two or three yuan. !"

"This joke is not funny at all." Boss Zhang said.

Boss He asked: "What is the closing price of Qiong Minyuan today?"

Liu Peng roared: "22 yuan 8! 22 yuan 8! I have calculated it, the turtle son made at least 75 million yuan, and there may be more!"

"Really?" Boss Zhang and Boss He could no longer laugh.

"The turtle son and the whole family lied to you!" Liu Peng swore with a curse.

Boss Zhang and Boss He looked at each other, the former muttered: "Nice!"

Liu Peng said: "Tomorrow I will sell all the stocks in my hands, and Song Weiyang will sell them all. The stock market will definitely fall sharply."

Boss He smiled and said, "That's because people have made enough money. If the stock market drops, the government will lose face when Hong Kong City returns next year."

"Whatever you want, I want to sell it anyway." Liu Peng left after speaking.

Three days later, Liu Peng polished his stock.

Two more days later, "People's X Daily" published a commentator's article to reduce the fire in the stock market, and at the same time the China Securities Regulatory Commission announced the implementation of a price limit system. Only 4 minutes after the opening of the day, 499 stocks in Shanghai and Shenzhen stocks, 6 of which were suspended, and all the others fell by limit.

Although Liu Peng sold out his stock, he still couldn't help but watch the market every day.

In the exchange, the three met again.

Boss Zhang grimly said: "It's over, it's over, I'm living in the whole suite."

Liu Peng comforted and said: "Come back tomorrow, maybe I can sell it a little bit, as long as I sell it, I will make a profit."

"You have made a terrible profit, and sold out the stock in advance." Boss He said in a bad mood.

Liu Peng said: "It's not that I didn't persuade you. Song Weiyang is willing to sell 40,000 hands and Qiong Minyuan is willing to sell it. It must be seen that it is going to fall. It is absolutely impossible to believe in the stock god."

The broader market fell by the limit for three consecutive days, and only a few strong stocks could still be traded.

The stock investors in the Shenzhen Stock Exchange turned into walking corpses, with weak limbs and lossless eyes, only looking at the green prairie dumbly.

"Have you heard? Xifeng chairman Song Weiyang made 80 million in stocks!"

"I heard that it made 100 million! People knew it was going to crash, so they got out a few days earlier."

"I made 100 million, really amazing."

"Don't be envious. Others have a clear-sighted look and accept it if they are willing to see. If you can't learn, you can't learn."

"How much money did he invest, and can he make 100 million?"

"Only 10 million, Qiong Minyuan bought by bargain-hunting."

"Buy the bottom to buy Qiong Minyuan? Mom sells batches, his ancestral grave is smoking green smoke, he can buy this stock, and he has it on hand for more than half a year before selling it!"

"Stock god, absolute stock god!"

"Buy Qiong Minyuan at the bottom and sell it at the highest price before the crash. What is this not a stock god?"

"Does Boss Song accept apprentices? I want to learn how to trade stocks with him."

"You have no chance~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Boss Liu from the big family room is the apprentice of the stock god. The stock **** told him that the market must go down, so the boss Liu quickly sold it, and now he is making good money."

"..."

A legend about the **** of stocks became more and more wicked in the Shenzhen Stock Exchange. In the end, it became Song Weiyang who made hundreds of millions in stocks.

The stock market is deserted, but the exchanges are not deserted. Every day, there are countless stockholders who are looking forward to the solution.

Liu Peng didn't dare to trade stocks in six months. At this moment, there were dozens of people around him, and they coaxed and coaxed: "Boss Song is not easy, he is only in his early 20s, he is very good in business, and even more in stocks. His old man counted and told me, Lao Liu, you sold the stock, and it's going to fall this month... His old man was very arrogant in stocks, waved his big hand, and said to the trader: Let go of 8,000 hands first, and ask for a lot of money! 8,000 hands Qiong Minyuan is a lot of money? 20 million! For his old man, 20 million is a trivial thing, just sell it! I tell you that Boss Song is sitting in the big room, not looking at stocks, and holding the "Book of Changes" in his hand all the time. Five Elements Gossip Do you understand? Which stock is going up, which stock is going down, gossip together, immediately figure it out..."