Chapter 54 Jiang He, I'm Sorry
" Hang with me?"
Chen Jianghe smiled, took out a cigarette from his pocket, handed one to Zhou Jinfu, and lit one for himself. As he exhaled the smoke, he said calmly, "I haven't been a big boss for many years."
"Ha ha."
Zhou Jinfu laughed, holding his cigarette sideways, and said, "Boss, you look so damn handsome when you smoke."
After saying that, he also took out his lighter and prepared to light a cigarette.
At this time, a bespectacled guy in the corner stood up, pointed at Zhou Jinfu and Chen Jianghe and said, "Hey, do you have any manners? This is a non-smoking area, go outside if you want to smoke."
"quality?"
Zhou Jinfu smoothed his fluffy green hair, then unbuttoned his shirt, revealing the tattoo on his chest. He lit a cigarette, walked up to the bespectacled man, and blew a puff of smoke in his face: "If you have the guts, say what you just said again."
The bespectacled boy pushed up his glasses, glanced at the tattoo on Zhou Jinfu's chest, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he held it in for a long time without daring to fart.
Zhou Jinfu reached out and took off the glasses of the bespectacled man, put them on himself, then touched his fair face and said, "Get out, and give me the machine."
The bespectacled boy was angry but dared not say anything, yet he was unwilling to move easily.
Seeing this, Zhou Jinfu threw down the cigarette he had just taken two puffs of, hitting the bespectacled guy's shoe. He stepped on it, moved it left and right, and hissed: "Don't fucking challenge my patience. When I was out there, if a dog on the street looked at me for even a second, he would get beaten up."
"I...I'll leave. Is it okay for me to leave?"
The bespectacled boy grimaced in pain after being burned by the scarlet cigarette butt and immediately gave in.
Zhou Jinfu moved his foot away and did not continue to embarrass him.
Siyanzi leaned sideways, pulled out his leg, and limped away. Seeing how domineering Zhou Jinfu was, the people who were surfing the Internet at other computers also stood up and left. In the blink of an eye, Chen Jianghe and Zhou Jinfu were the only ones surfing the Internet in this non-smoking area with a total of eight computers.
"Thanks, brother."
Chen Jianghe thanked Zhou Jinfu and threw him a cigarette.
Zhou Jinfu took the cigarette and responded with a smile: "You're welcome. I know you are a man who can do great things. The fewer people around you know about it, the better."
Chen Jianghe smiled without comment, turned his attention back to the computer screen and continued to watch the market.
"You keep busy, I'll play "Ask the Way"."
Zhou Jinfu was also very tactful. He lit a cigarette, occupied the computer of the bespectacled guy as if nothing had happened, and started playing the online game "Ask the Way".
At 11:30, the market was closed for lunch, and Chen Jianghe was planning to ask the network administrator to get a bucket of instant noodles for lunch.
At this time, a young man with tattoos walked into the non-smoking area and came to Zhou Jinfu with something in his hand: "Brother Jin, lunch is here."
"Okay." Zhou Jinfu nodded, reached out and took out a portion of fried smoked bamboo shoots with bacon, a box of rice and soup, and another portion of stir-fried beef, and asked his younger brother to deliver it to Chen Jianghe's table.
Chen Jianghe didn't bother to be polite with him. After finishing his meal, he lay on the table and rested until 1 o'clock.
"0.235 yuan."
“0.246 yuan.”
“0.258 yuan.”
The lunch session had just started and the price of Wuhan Iron and Steel put warrants was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, soaring rapidly and unable to be stopped at all.
The big funds in the market seem to have gone crazy, with the increase, volatility and turnover rate all ridiculously high.
Extreme madness means the end of the world is approaching. The faster the rise, the faster the regulation will come. After the peak, the market will decline and come to an abrupt end.
Chen Jianghe was fully focused, staring at the rate of return in his account, which increased from 360 percent to 430 percent in just 27 minutes.
"Not enough yet, it can wait a little longer."
Chen Jianghe is very patient.
From 1:27 to 1:55, when the rate of return climbed from 430 percent to 526 percent, Chen Jianghe acted decisively, moved the mouse, and with a click, sold all!
Five minutes later.
Two o'clock sharp.
System announcement: Shanghai Stock Exchange announced a temporary suspension of trading for 15 minutes! A risk warning announcement was issued specifically for this purpose.
"Sure enough, what is coming will eventually come."
Chen Jianghe narrowed his eyes. The temporary suspension of trading and risk warning of the Shanghai Stock Exchange would inevitably disrupt the crazy actions of big funds. When the stock market started again at 2:15, the price of Wuhan Iron and Steel put warrants would surely fall from a high level.
Throughout the day, the highest increase in Wuhan Iron and Steel put warrants was fixed at 542% before the temporary suspension, with the highest price being 0.366 yuan.
The price at which Chen Jianghe bought was not the lowest, and the price at which he sold was not the highest. However, at this moment, there was 220,000 yuan of funds lying securely in his account!
"It was a good bet."
Chen Jianghe lit a cigarette and took a few deep puffs. At the moment, he felt neither ecstatic nor excited. Instead, he felt like a sage in his time after finishing something. He was unusually calm, yet a little tired.
At 2:15, the stock market restarted, and the price of Wuhan Iron and Steel put warrants began to fall.
The final closing price fell back to 0.113 yuan, an increase of 98.25%.
Even so, such an increase is an unexpectedly huge harvest for the vast majority of speculators who entered the market to buy at the bottom.
Chen Jianghe remembered that in his previous life a newspaper had published a special article reporting on this incident. One retail investor bought 15 million shares at a price of 0.086 and sold them at 0.257 yuan, making a profit of 199 percent and a net profit of more than 2.5 million yuan, which caused a great response in the market.
"In a bear market, what matters is the rate of return, while in a bull market, what matters is the principal. Compared with those powerful individual investors, my principal is still too thin."
"But it's better this way. I can avoid being exposed and make money quietly."
Chen Jianghe finished smoking a cigarette, logged out of his account, and prepared to log off. Before leaving, he glanced at the lunch box on the table that he hadn't had time to take away, turned around and said to Zhou Jinfu who was working with a team to brush up his skills:
"Brother, what's your QQ number? I'll add you."
"Yeah?" Zhou Jinfu turned to look at Chen Jianghe, reported a series of numbers with a smile, and asked casually: "Boss, how was your harvest today?"
"Not bad." Chen Jianghe responded calmly. After sending a QQ friend request, he said , "Let's contact each other on QQ in the future. If you want to play stocks, I'll send you a few codes to buy with you. Just don't talk nonsense everywhere."
"Okay." Zhou Jinfu smoothed his hair, then patted his chest and said, "I don't have any good points, but I'm tight-lipped. I won't tell anyone about this kind of thing, even if you die. If you have any problems in the future, just let me know, and I'll bring my brothers to the scene in minutes."
Chen Jianghe smiled, didn't say anything more, and got off the plane.
For him, knowing a gangster like Zhou Jinfu actually has its benefits.
As the old saying goes, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Whether you are in school or working as a delivery man now, you will inevitably run into trouble in the future.
If reason doesn't work, then you can only use fists, so getting to know a few thugs in advance is a good idea.
After leaving the Internet cafe, Chen Jianghe went straight back to the dormitory.
When I pushed the door open, Liu Dongliang was the only one in dormitory 414. The other four brothers must have gone to class.
"Lao Liu, what are you doing? Staring at the computer in a daze?"
As soon as Chen Jianghe entered the room, he felt that there was something wrong with Liu Dongliang. He stared at the computer screen, and his body shook from time to time, looking weird.
"Jiang He, I'm sorry."
Liu Dongliang turned his head and looked at Chen Jianghe, with a sad face and a look of despair on his face, and said sorry directly.
