Jin Guangxia has always been praised as a model of value investment, and an investment target that value investors are rushing to.
When Yang Wei hit Jin Guangxia on the chart, he saw that the two moving averages on the 5-10-day period formed a golden cross, and the other medium- and long-term moving averages formed a support trend below. All investors knew that this was an upward attack pattern, in other words, the rise was in progress.
But?
Yang Wei opened the information and read it carefully. He looked at it carefully several times from the aspects of must-read trading, financial statements, expert interviews, main business, glorious future, etc., and finally concluded that this was a skeleton wearing a gorgeous coat.
Before Yang Wei could take out his cell phone, Fan Jianqiang took out his phone first, "Qian Bucha and I said, you are studying hard." As he said that, he stood up and walked out, making a phone call as he walked.
Yang Wei smiled faintly and turned around to look at Millie and the others.
I saw these three beauties busy talking about cross stitches. I really enjoyed it while watching the plate, without wasting time at all.
But Qian Bucha was wandering in his office. The phone rang on his desk. He hurriedly rushed over and looked, "Damn, why is it Lao Fan?"
"Hey, Lao Fan."
"Director Qian, Yang Wei and I studied it together for a long time, and finally concluded that this ticket will drop. According to the price we gave, this company is worth at most a few dollars. You should do it early, let's..."
"You ask Yang Wei to answer the phone!" Qian Bucha interrupted Fan Jianqiang's call and asked Yang Wei to answer it directly.
Fan Jianqiang looked at his phone and lamented in his heart: It’s really a half-level official to crush someone to death, mom’s mother and grandma!
Fan Jianqiang handed the phone to Yang Wei, and Qian Bucha's anxious voice came from the receiver, "Xiao Yang, do you think Jin Guangxia will plummet? I think the company's fundamentals are very good. Can you see it wrong?"
"Sell it now!" Yang Wei said only four words, turned off his phone casually, and continued to watch the market. Fan Jianqiang, who was beside him, was stunned because he didn't expect Yang Wei and Director Qian to say four words, which seemed too disrespectful to the director.
In fact, Yang Wei didn't know whose phone number was just now, and his mind was desperately calculating where Jin Guangxia would fall.
Qian Bucha was not angry with Yang Wei at all. Instead, he felt that only capable people dared to be so righteous, and his favorability towards Yang Wei increased several levels.
Qian Bucha called Ai Qing, a clerk, explained the matters in the office, then hurriedly put on a cotton jacket, ran downstairs, and drove his own car to the Dazheng Stock Exchange.
There are three stock exchanges in Liaoying City. Tonghai is the largest and the oldest. Yang Wei and the others trade on the Tonghai Stock Exchange. There are also two smaller exchanges. Qianbucha accounts opened on the Dazheng Exchange. This exchange is small in size and has a relatively low position, but almost all those who come here to trade are VIPs because there is no retail hall here.
Qian Bucha parked the car at the entrance of Dazheng, got out of the car, ran into the exchange in two steps, turned to the second floor, and walked into his own room 201.
The room is of high quality and elegant environment. There are only two computers back to back in the room. One belongs to Qianbucha, and the other belongs to Lao Liu, the Organization Minister. Lao Liu did not come today.
Qian Bucha turned on the computer and hit the chart on Jin Guangxia. He looked at the figure carefully and saw how it was an upward figure. Now this stock is really in the process of rising, and the trading volume is quite soft.
"This can't fall...I'm looking at the fundamentals." Qian Bucha muttered, opened the information and started reading.
In fact, Qian Bucha is a corporate manager and he also has a little knowledge of financial knowledge. Therefore, it is still very smooth to look at financial statements, main business and other sectors.
After watching it for a long time, Qian Bucha was confused and didn't see any problems.
In fact, it is not that Qianbucha is not at a high level, but that the financial statements are too gorgeous. Coupled with the strong recommendations from experts and scholars from various fields, it seems that this company has only advantages and disadvantages.
If you put a big mask on Jiao Jiao, can you see a terrifying son who is not worthy of his life?
One truth!
Qian Bucha hesitated for a long time, and the cell phone in his hand was adjusted to make Yang Wei hang up the phone, but after thinking for a while, he gritted his teeth and stopped hanging up.
"I sold a little that day, I'm selling a little, I'm leaving half of it!" Qian Bucha finally made a decision at the last minute, but he never expected that it was just this difference in thought that he would be in prison in the near future.
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The day's transaction ended, and Yang Wei asked Fan Jianqiang for two hours off and accompanied Millie home.
The snow was still falling, and the earth was covered with thick white blankets.
Millie took Yang Wei and walked home along the path of Liaobin Park. There were almost no pedestrians along the way. The two of them were walking while talking and laughing. They made a lot of money today, so they were in a particularly good mood.
"Yang Wei, my dad asked me to go to the province for further study in the spring. Do you think I'll go or not?" Millie asked with her red face behind a rockery.
"Study?" Yang Wei scratched his head and asked, "Your needle-puncture technique still requires further study?"
"Hiss~~" Millie punched hard, "Annoying!"
Speaking of which, Millier's needle-puncture technique is really not very good. The needle is like a sole of a shoe, and it is just a ruthless person. Last time Yang Wei was deeply hurt. By the way, Comrade Pei Jingguang did not escape her clutches.
Yang Wei smiled, "Lier, what are you going to study? No more work?"
"I won't go to work from today. After the Spring Festival, I will be a further study at the Medical University... Hey, aren't you going to take the analyst exam?"
By the way, Yang Wei immediately remembered when he heard Milier's words. He still had the task of taking an analyst exam, but now he is from the Industrial Bureau, does he still need to take that exam?
"Lier, do you think I'm still useful in taking an analyst exam?" Yang Wei asked.
"Of course, you don't know whether you are good at your skills. Besides, just how much money can you make when you die in the agency... cut it!" Millie didn't seem to like Yang Wei at all at all working in the agency. No wonder her father is the deputy mayor, and he is about to be promoted to provincial senior.
Millier's words made the pleasing Yang Wei wake up immediately.
Yes, what I have seen and heard in the past two days has the meaning of hiding hair.
Yang Wei smiled and seemed to be very evil. He turned his head to look around and found that there were white snow around him, not to mention that there were no figures in sight, there were not even birds at home. This is really a natural entertainment place.
Hand, Yang Wei's big hand, like an iron bar, quietly touched in.
"Hiss...it's so cold, it's annoying!" Millier struggled, and instead drilled deeper and closer together, making it more convenient for Yang Wei to do so.
The two of them kissed their lips for a long time, and it took ten minutes to make the white snow the best mattress.
Passion burns, sparks are splashing.
"Yeah... it's stuck."
It was so cold that the two people's lips were glued together, and it took a long time to separate with the joint efforts of their breath and tongue.
After this accident, Yang Wei finally came up with a law, that is, kissing in the coldest cold, and you must wear a mask.
"You are annoying! Annoying!" When Millie got up from the snow, she grabbed a handful of snow and stuffed it into Yang Wei's collar, and then ran forward happily.
"Look at me holding you..." Yang Wei chased after him with his teeth and claws on his back.
Millier's home is not far from Liaobin Park. It is a family community at the municipal party committee level. Usually, there are few people entering here because there are security guards in front of the gate, and ordinary people cannot enter. Second, ordinary people may enter. According to previous practice, Yang Wei would send Millier to the entrance of the community, and then look at the security guards at the door viciously, and then leave in disappointment.
Today was very special. As soon as the two arrived at the entrance of the community, Millie pulled Yang Wei into it.
"No, Li'er, Gaha... If we are not prepared for it, then that's what?" Yang Wei was a little incoherent because he could see that Millier was inviting him to visit his house.
"Oh, it's annoying to you, hurry up, my dad has bought delicious food." Millier said as she forced Yang Wei.
Yang Wei shouted in his heart: Why do I go there with nothing? At least I have to bring some four-brand gifts or something!
Just when Yang Wei was a little bitchy and didn't know what to do, Milier's father, Deputy Mayor Mi, walked out of the community. Yang Wei must have been too late to leave at this time, not to mention that he saw Deputy Mayor Mi carrying a plastic bag in his hand, which should have been coming out to throw garbage, and the trash can was right outside the community gate, very close to him.
Sometimes impulse is a devil, sometimes impulse is an angel.
At this time, Yang Wei was full of spirit. Gao rushed over and grabbed the plastic bag from Deputy Mayor Mi's hand. He turned around and ran to the trash can. He raised his hand and threw away the garbage. Then he ran back, scratched his head, and smiled awkwardly, "Mayor Mi, you are here..."
"Young man, have you eaten enough sea cucumbers?" Deputy Mayor Mi looked serious and serious.
"Ah~~~"! Yang Wei sucked into his stomach with a breath of cold air.
Yes, the flattery was not done, and it hit the horse's hoof.
Today, Deputy Mayor Mi came to invite Yang Wei to visit. In order not to bring unnecessary burdens to him, Milier made a sudden attack. Otherwise, it would be troublesome to buy this and that one, and his family would not lack food and clothing, which would waste money.
At the invitation of Deputy Mayor Mi and Milier, Yang Wei truly entered the Mi family.
This is a small two-story building that is half new and not old, with a unique courtyard.
The yard is not big but very clean. There is a greenhouse in the corner of the yard. It is a small greenhouse. Through the cloth, you can clearly see that the fruits and vegetables inside are growing well, which is a bit like the positive line in the stock, which is quite gratifying.
"Oh, this is Yang Wei... the sir!" As soon as the door opened, a middle-aged woman in an apron walked out. She looked rich and had no appearance as a wife. She knew it was Millier's mother without asking.
"Hello, Auntie!" Yang Wei gave a decent salute.
The middle-aged woman is Milier's mother. She pulled Yang Wei into the house, then removed her apron and threw it to Deputy Mayor Mi, "You go cook, let's chat with me."
"Hey!" Vice Mayor Mi put on an apron and went straight to the kitchen.