Volume 1 Chapter 0076: Zero Disharmony Game
"Uncle Xian, Weimin, I told you years ago that I would use your money to make a high-risk speculation. Now it is over and the money has been returned.
The profit is about three times, but as we said before, the risk is borne by me alone, so I will get a larger share of the profit. I will double the money you two have, and I will keep the rest for myself. "
Xian Yaodong said: "I have no objection. I told you at the time that it was okay to lose money, but you insisted on settling the accounts."
"I have no objection either." Xian Weimin said.
"Okay, Uncle Xian, your money will be deposited into Weimin's account. From now on, you can just manage your own money. If there is a new business you want to invest in, I will tell you."
"Nan Yi, will there be no more opportunities for such lucrative investments in the future?"
"Weimin, listen carefully, this is speculation, not investment. Even though I may make double the money now, what if I lose?" Nan Yi pointed at Shencun Bay and said, "If I lose, I can only jump in and drown myself.
So, don’t think too much, just keep your feet on the ground. If you walk on the road at night too much, you will eventually encounter ghosts.
Earning money piece by piece is a sure thing, but earning money multiple times is often followed by a nightmare. You never know when it will pounce on you and devour you."
Nan Yi thought of the gains and losses he had experienced in the past, and he was a little sad. Since he crossed over, his state of mind has been very peaceful, and there has never been any waves.
But this time, the gold futures also made his heart beat faster. It seems that his experience is still a little lacking.
"Nan Yi, are futures more ?"
Xian Yaodong bit the cigarette butt hard, flattening it with a lot of saliva stuck on it.
"Much bigger. Generally speaking, even if you lose money in stocks, you will still have some residue left. But if you lose money in futures, not only will you lose the money you invested, but also the money in your pocket.
If someone plots against you and you cannot deliver your futures, that would be even worse. There is a high probability that you will die. There is not much you can do about it.
Let’s put it this way, futures and stock markets are a zero-discord game with a total of four groups participating.
For example, you and I are playing guessing numbers at Weimin’s house. You guess odd and I guess even. No matter whether the number comes out to be odd or even, one of us will always lose to the other.
But if you output one cent, I can only get seven cents; there are still three cents left, one of which has to go to Weimin, because we are playing at his house and he has to take a cut.
There are two cents left, one of which is for the owner of the chess piece. The chess piece we are guessing was borrowed from others.
If you and I both have only ten cents as capital, and we play this guessing game a few more times, in the end the money will disappear, all taken away by Weimin and the chess piece owner."
Nan Yi licked his lips, took another puff of his cigarette, threw away the butt, and continued, "Uncle Xian, neither you nor I are stupid, and we also guessed that every time we play, we will be charged.
But as we play more, our gambling nature will become stronger, and we no longer care whether there is a commission or not.
Anyway, if we lose, it doesn’t matter to us who takes the money; on the contrary, if we win, we won’t care too much about the one or two cents we lose, because we got the money for free anyway.
The more you play, the deeper you get into it, the more addicted you become, and sooner or later you will be doomed."
Nan Yi's metaphor was actually not very appropriate, but he didn't want to say a more appropriate metaphor.
There are not just four groups of people involved in the stock market and futures.
There are also huge rats that steal food, crows that overturn tables, hippos that swallow food in one gulp... There is no need for Nan Yi to tell the two of them about these terrifying existences.
"Hearing what you said, futures are really not fun."
"It's not fun, not fun at all. I don't plan to play it in the future. I was lucky that I guessed it right this time. Otherwise, I would have to prepare to drop out of school and sell electronic watches."
"Hahaha, Nan Yi, you're exaggerating. Even if you lose money, you still have the clothing factory and tapes to support you. You will recover in two years." Xian Weimin laughed.
"hehe!"
The three chatted for a few more words by the river, and when they saw it was time for dinner, they dispersed and went back to their homes.
After crossing the threshold, entering the yard, and walking around the screen wall, I saw Nan Ruoyin sitting by the pool, staring into the water in a daze.
"Ruoyin, what are you doing?"
"Dad, I'm watching the catfish eating the loach."
"How many did you feed?"
"Two."
"That's enough. Don't feed me anymore today. Has grandma cooked yet?"
"No, my great-grandmother just heated up the leftovers. She said she was not used to using the earthen stove and couldn't cook well."
"Oh, your great grandmother was born a daughter, she was very proud and arrogant, you should not learn from her."
If she doesn't know how to use it, she will learn it after using it once or twice. Fang Mengyin simply doesn't want to go to the stove. She had to cook for herself in Beijing before, because the situation was stronger than she was. Now that she has the conditions, it's difficult to ask her to cook again.
"Hehe, Dad, you said bad things about Grandma, I'm going to tell her on you."
"Telling?"
Nan Yi rushed towards Nan Ruoyin, picked her up, and then turned her upside down, slamming her head down on two small hills, "I told you to tell on me!"
"Hehe, put me down, Dad, I'm scared."
"You're afraid, that's a ghost. If you tell on me again, I'll hang you upside down on a tree."
"Dad, I'm your daughter, blood is thicker than water."
"Hey, little girl, you seem to have watched a lot of TV dramas. Where did you learn that?"
Nan Yi had not watched many Hong Kong dramas of this period, so he really couldn't figure out which drama this line came from.
"'The Immortal Crane Needle', from Jiayi Television." Nan Ruoyin said with her eyes rolling.
"Nonsense, Jiayi has closed down, where did you see that?"
"It's a videotape, which my great-grandmother rented."
"oh!"
Nan Yi always felt that the little girl was fooling him, but he had never watched the Jiayi version of "The Magic Crane Needle". He didn't even know whether Jiayi had filmed this drama. Besides, it was not a big problem, so he didn't worry about it .
Turn Nan Ruoyin over, put her on the ground, and help her tidy up her clothes.
"Like watching martial arts movies?"
"Yeah, I like the movie Chu Liuxiang that I just watched. Dad, Chu Liuxiang is so handsome."
"What's so handsome about him? He's already over 40, how can he be as young as dad?"
"But he looks better than you."
"Okay, okay, I'll take you to his house tomorrow and you can go to his house for dinner."
"Hehehe, Dad is jealous."
"Little girl, do you know what jealousy is? "
"Of course I know, don't worry, Dad, I only like you."
Nan Ruoyin spoke seriously, but Nan Yi felt a little embarrassed. Can the word "like" be used between father and daughter?
It seems that I have to let the little girl copy "The Rules of Disciples" a hundred times.
