There are also a few investors who have accepted the reality. No matter how dirty the floor in the hall is, they just sit on the floor and look at the numbers on the screen absentmindedly. Their eyes shed tears unknowingly and their lips open and close. If anyone knows lip reading, they will definitely know.

They are saying, it's over, it's over, everything is over.

At this time, the trading registration office in the lobby was crowded, and people from the periphery kept pushing in. However, the market had already closed, and the staff at the registration office were empty, but there were still people pushing in. For no other reason than

A good position. I hope I can sell the stocks in my hand when the market opens in the afternoon, so that I will lose less money.

Seeing this scene, Yang Aiqian couldn't help but sympathize with these retail investors. Some people invested their life savings in the stock market. Unfortunately, when the stock price fell, their life's hard work was also lost.

[Hey! Wishes are always beautiful, but reality is always cruel.] Yang Aiqian was not a saint, nor did he have that ability, so he could only shake his head and said to Xu Xiangqian: "Let's go, let's find a place to eat."

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[Boss, what about Mr. Chen?] Xu ​​Xiangqian thought of Chen Nan.

[Brother Chen Nan? He has something to do, so let’s not disturb him.] Yang Aiqian knew that Chen Nan wouldn’t be able to come, so he found an excuse to pass by.

[Okay, boss, but what shall we eat?] Xu ​​Xiangqian asked.

[Let’s take a look while walking, I have no idea now!]

Walking out of the gate of the Stock Exchange Center, there were several police cars and hospital ambulances on the road.

It turned out that on the roof of a tall building opposite the Securities Exchange Center building, there was a successful man in a suit and tie standing by the wall with empty eyes, about to jump off.

Yang Aiqian didn't know how many people committed suicide after the stock market crash, but he believed that this was the case all over the world at this time, especially in areas with relatively large declines.

Not far from the Dongjing Securities Trading Center, Yang Aiqian chose a high-end restaurant and sat down by the window. After sitting down, he kept looking at the crowd outside the glass window, and suddenly he felt as if a pair of eyes were staring at him.

He felt like he was being targeted by a poisonous snake. When he looked back, he realized it was Xu Xiangqian.

[Haha, Mr. Xu, don’t look at me like that, it makes me feel bad.] Yang Aiqian said with a smile.

[Boss, how long have you been studying financial knowledge?] Xu ​​Xiangqian asked with admiration.

[About half a year!] Yang Aiqian slightly exaggerated some facts.

[Genius! Boss, you are definitely a financial genius!] When Xu Xiangqian heard that Yang Aiqian could predict this financial crisis after only six months of self-taught financial knowledge, he marveled at his genius. At this moment, he regarded Yang Aiqian as a genius.

I treat him the same as [God], and I am even more grateful that I can operate for such a boss. It is a great honor.

[Mr. Xu, what are you talking about? How can I be a genius? I just have better luck.] Yang Aiqian answered modestly.

[Boss, you are so humble! You can predict the trend of this financial crisis. If this is not a genius, then what is a genius?] Xu ​​Xiangqian thought Yang Aiqian was being humble, so he praised him again.

[Okay, Mr. Xu, I know I can't help you. The food is here. Eat it quickly. You have to go back to the securities trading center after eating.] Yang Aiqian knew that he couldn't explain to Xu Xiangqian that he had memories of previous lives.

Therefore, we could predict this financial crisis, so we had to change the topic.

[Oh, I got it, boss.] When Xu Xiangqian heard what Yang Aiqian said, he thought something big was going on, so he hurried to eat.

After spending almost half an hour in the restaurant, Yang Aiqian and Xu Xiangqian returned to the Securities Exchange Center, their VIP room No. 808.

The time at this time is 10:50.

The opening hours of the stock market in country r are: 8:00-10:00 in the morning, 11:00-2:30 in the afternoon, and the afternoon opening time is only 10 minutes away.

Back in the VIP room, Yang Aiqian was still looking the same, sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed and concentrating, while Xu Xiangqian's eyes were fixed on the screen, paying attention to the changes in the stock market.

When the hands of the clock jumped to 11 o'clock, the market opened again.

As soon as the market opened, the numbers on the daily limit boards of major stocks still had a minus sign [one] in front of them, indicating that the stock market was still falling.

Seeing this scene, Xu Xiangqian shouted excitedly: [It fell, it fell, it fell again.] As a trader, he knew that every time the market fell a little, Yang Aiqian's 00,000 US dollars would increase several times.

Although the money is not his, he doesn't know why, but he always feels a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

Yang Ai, who was sitting on the sofa, seemed not to care at all and still closed his eyes to rest. He knew that everything had become a foregone conclusion and history had not changed. Then when the market closed in the afternoon, the entire market index would fall by 500 points.

The decrease was 23.4%.

While Yang Ai was making huge profits, in the hall of the trading center, there were constant investors who couldn't bear the blow and fainted to the ground. Fortunately, the trading center had already sent an ambulance and it was parked outside the door. The stockholders who fainted were rushed to the emergency room.

He received emergency treatment and no lives were lost.

[Once a general achieves great success, the primitive accumulation of capital is to squeeze the blood and flesh of others!] Yang Aiqian suddenly sighed.

[Boss, this is the essential law of the stock market. Some people can get rich overnight here, and some people can lose their entire fortune overnight.]

After all, Xu Xiangqian is much older than Yang Aiqian, has rich experience, and has a different understanding of the stock market. This is what people usually call life experience.

Time passed bit by bit, and one hour had passed since the market exit, and the [Nikkei] Index continued to fall as time passed.

[Mr. Xu, how much money have we made now?] Yang Aiqian suddenly stood up and looked at the falling numbers on the market and asked.

[Boss, please don’t disturb me. Look at the screen. Look at the screen. It’s falling again.] Xu Xiangqian now had time to calculate how much he earned, but kept looking at the screen without leaving.

[Why!]

Looking at Xu Xiangqian's expression, Yang Aiqian could only sigh, close his mouth and look at the screen.

Time flew by, and soon it was 2:30 in the afternoon, and the Stock Exchange also announced the closing of the market.

At the moment of closing, Xu Xiangqian's eyes shrank and he turned his head to stare at Yang Aiqian. His mind went blank. He really couldn't believe that all this was true. Yes, what was displayed on the screen was exactly what Yang Aiqian said that morning.

, [Nikkei] The market index fell 500 points in one day.

[Ai Qian, how did you predict it? Can you see the future?] At this time, Xu Xiangqian also forgot that Yang Aiqian was his boss. He directly called out Yang Aiqian's name and pressed his hands tightly on Yang Aiqian's young shoulders.

He asked with a look of disbelief: [Otherwise, how could the prediction be so accurate?]

[Calm down! Calm down! Mr. Xu.] Yang Aiqian felt a pain in his shoulder and could only say with a grimace.

After Yang Aiqian said this, Xu Xiangqian finally came to his senses and let go of his hand. He was a little embarrassed for exerting force just now, but he still looked forward to Yang Aiqian's answer.

Seeing Xu Xiangqian's expression, Yang Aiqian said after a long time: [Mr. Xu, there is no one who can predict the future. I just studied a lot of things about finance and mathematics, and after countless calculations, I came up with this.

But I only got a rough number, which is far from accurate.] After saying that, he stood up and prepared to leave.

[Brother Ai Qian, please stop fooling me. It’s not enough for me to call you brother. Tell me how you know that it dropped 500 points in one day.] Xu Xiangqian really wanted to know why Yang Aiqian could calculate so accurately. He

I knew that Yang Aiqian had only studied financial books by himself for half a year.

[Do you really want to know?] Yang Aiqian asked pretending to be serious.

[Of course, boss brother, I really want to know, please tell me quickly, I’m so anxious.] Xu Xiangqian nodded affirmatively, pretending to be all ears.

Yang Aiqian waved to Xu Xiangqian, asking him to come closer. When he came closer, he said word by word: "You will know if you read more in the Bible."

[Bible?]

Xu Xiangqian knew about the existence of the Bible and that it was a book full of mysteries.

[Yes, the Bible contains a lot of information about the future. As long as you can decipher any of them, you will be of endless use.] Yang Aiqian said deceptively.

[Oh, brother, boss, I beg you, just tell me and stop fooling me.] Xu Xiangqian is not a fool, he would easily believe Yang Aiqian's words.

[Mr. Xu, believe it or not, but I really predicted it from the Bible! But I can’t tell you about the equation I calculated.]

[Boss, did you really get the information from the Bible?] Xu ​​Xiangqian is now a little doubtful.

[Of course, believe it or not!] How could Yang Aiqian tell him that he was deceiving him?

[Bible...Bible...] Xu Xiangqian kept muttering these two words.
Chapter completed!