Chapter 35: The hidden rules of the stock market: garbage market

Lin Yiyun's expression began to become a little serious. He said, "Li Feng, excuse me, let me make a phone call first."

Having said that, Lin Yiyun walked out of the tea room, took out his cell phone and made a few calls.

Lin Menghan was getting a little anxious waiting and couldn't help but glare at Li Feng. Li Feng didn't bother to pay attention to her. He turned his head and looked at the scenery.

After a long time, Lin Yiyun returned to the tea room.

"The situation is not bad. The recycling price of old wine has not fallen." Lin Yiyun made tea and breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Feng shook his head and said, "Uncle Lin, forgive me for being blunt. The fact that there has been no fall means that the kinetic energy of a fall in the future will be strong and terrifying."

After hearing this, Lin Yiyun froze.

Lin Menghan smelled it, glared at Lin Yiyun, and said, "Don't you understand? In stock terms, it means that the bulls have become shorts. In the future, it will be a case of longs killing longs. If you don't sell it at a low price now, you won't be able to sell it in the future."

"This..." Lin Yiyun ignored Lin Menghan and pondered.

Lin Menghan's face turned cold, and he added, "Humph! The liquor bear market is here. If you're reluctant to cut your losses, you'll be cut in half in the future."

"Dad, let me tell you, hurry up and take advantage of the Spring Festival, the peak season for liquor sales, and there are still people who will take over and dispose of the inventory."

Lin Yiyun remained silent and thoughtful.

I really can't bear to let it go.

Liquor relies on the three major festivals of Spring Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day to make money.

In the past few years, we made a lot of money.

As long as you have goods in your hands during these festivals, it is like holding a money printing machine, and the money will flow into your pocket like water.

The taste is indescribable.

Now, the liquor industry is indeed facing some problems.

But what if it’s temporary?

What if I sell out all the goods I have, then when the market changes in the future, won’t I just be able to watch?

He was a little hesitant and found it difficult to make a decision.

Lin Menghan, a bystander, had no such concerns. She spoke bluntly and venomously, "Dad, the liquor industry has a ten-year cycle. You know that by now? Don't harbor any illusions. If you keep thinking about it, your inventory will become rubbish, and I'll lose my house too..."

"If you don't deal with it, I'll tell my mom..."

"Let's not live like this anymore..."

Having said that, Lin Menghan stood up and was about to leave.

Lin Yiyun quickly waved his hand to stop her and said, "Well, well, Dad promised you that I'll deal with it, so that you and your daughter won't have to bother me..."

"Alas... Reporter Li, I'm sorry to have exposed your dirty laundry in public..."

Li Feng didn't know what to say for a moment.

The three of them drank tea for a while, and then Lin Menghan escorted Li Feng out with a rather intimate look.

Lin Yiyun looked at it through the glass and nodded with satisfaction.

At this moment, a black Hyundai sedan suddenly stopped by the roadside, and a ruffian-looking young man got out of the car.

"Menghan, who is he?"

"Who is he and what does he have to do with you?" Lin Menghan's face was instantly filled with frost.

"It has nothing to do with me, but it has something to do with you," the young man said, squinting his eyes as he walked towards Li Feng, "Boy, stay away from Meng Han!"

"Yan Liang, watch your mouth. Do you think you can call her Menghan?" Lin Menghan stood in front of Li Feng.

"Okay, I can't scream, but Menghan, you can't hide from me and look for a man?" The young man laughed, "So, boy, are you going to hide behind a woman your whole life?"

Li Feng frowned, walked in front of Lin Menghan, and looked at the young man standing in front of him.

The man was about 1.65 meters tall, had permed red hair, wore a black down jacket, a gold chain, and had several tattoos on his neck and wrists.

This is a typical social youth.

I don’t know how Lin Menghan got involved with this person.

"Excuse me, what can I do for you?" Li Feng asked. His burly figure made Yan Liang look rather thin.

"Boy, I'm telling you, stay away from Menghan, stay away from her. Don't be a toad wanting to eat swan meat, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!" Yan Liang stretched out his finger, poking and cursing, with saliva flying everywhere.

Li Feng watched his performance quietly without saying a word.

Yan Liang squinted his eyes and cursed more and more vigorously. Thinking that Li Feng was scared, he took advantage of the situation and punched Li Feng in the chest.

aggressive.

Li Feng's eyes became fierce, and he reached out and grabbed Yan Liang's wrist, then pulled it.

"Baji!"

Yan Liang fell flat on his face, with dirt all over his face and mouth.

He stood up, his eyes suddenly becoming fierce, and said, "Damn it, kid, do you have any tricks? Let me teach you a lesson!"

As he said that, he took off his down jacket, wrapped in his fat body, rushed over, and hit Li Feng's right eye with his right fist.

If you get hit by this, you will be seriously injured if not blinded.

Li Feng shifted his body, then pushed forward with great force and grace.

"Baji!"

Yan Liang fell flat on his face again, with dirt all over his head, face and body.

"Just wait for me, kid!"

Yan Liang was completely embarrassed after making such a fool of himself repeatedly in front of the goddess. A fierce light flashed in his eyes and he pulled out a baseball bat from the car.

He swung his fist towards Li Feng, cursing.

At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from the side.

"Yan Liang, put down the stick. If you don't, I'll cut off your supply!" Lin Yiyun saw that the situation was not good, so he picked up a pair of pliers and rushed over.

Yan Liang looked at the pliers in Lin Yiyun's hand, hesitated for a moment, and then cursed at Li Feng angrily: "If you have the guts, just wait for me!"

After saying that, he returned to the car with the baseball bat and walked away in shame.

"Menghan, please give Reporter Li a ride."

Lin Yiyun said as he looked at Yan Liang's driving car.

"Um."

Lin Menghan took out her car keys and waved from a distance, and a red Geely came hailing from afar.

The two got in the car. Lin Menghan hesitated for a while and said faintly, "I'm sorry for bothering you just now."

Li Feng smiled and said, "What's the big deal? It's just sending away a gangster."

Lin Menghan bit her red lips and said:

"This man's father used to be a business partner with my dad, and that's how we got to know each other. Later, his father became addicted to gambling, and his hands started to become dishonest, so we broke up."

"Later, he stopped studying and started hanging out in society. He's been pestering me constantly these past few years, and it's been really annoying."

"You should hide for a few days. Yan Liang is a petty person who will never let go of any slight."

Li Feng didn't care.

I have encountered this kind of thugs more than once during previous interviews. Most of them are bullies who only bully the weak and fear the strong, and are strong on the outside but weak on the inside.

As long as you have a strong fist and a firm attitude, most people will give up.

Yihang was speechless.

When I got home, it was already past four in the afternoon.

Zhao Xinyue didn't get off work until eight o'clock in the evening. Li Feng bought a few buns and ate them while turning on the computer to check the stock market.

In the past few days, the market has been fluctuating around 2400 points.

The Big Four banks have already shown signs of fatigue.

The stocks of the four small banks, especially China Minsheng Bank, have pulled out another 8.92% large-volume positive line, accelerating to the top.

The liquor stock sector continues to decline.

Overall, the market still has the same concepts and trends as before, nothing has changed.

Li Feng looked at it for a while and came to a conclusion: it was a rubbish market.

Because there are only a few days left before the Spring Festival holiday, funds that want to start the market will not enter the market at this point in time. Only the previous hot stocks and sectors are showing off in the market, attracting investors to take over.

At this moment, it is best to go short.

This trend, also known as a junk market, often occurs in the week before long holidays such as the Spring Festival, May Day, and National Day.

At this time, the holiday window period is too long, and both large and small funds are mainly on the sidelines, fearing that something unexpected will happen during the holiday, either abroad, domestically, or in the companies they invest in.

Li Feng thought for a moment and sold all his stocks with one click.

Looking at the 320,000 yuan in his account, he felt relieved.

If I seize one more opportunity, I should be able to pay off the 500,000 yuan foreign debt.