Chapter 5: The Five-Year Bull-Bear Rule of the Stock Market

In a flash, two days passed.

Li Feng's health is recovering better and better.

Getting up, taking a walk, or even bending over to pick something up is no longer a problem.

“Squeak—”

The door to the intensive care unit opened and a man and a woman walked in.

The man was a burly bald man carrying a camera and wearing a camouflage vest.

The woman had a slender figure, about 1.70 meters tall, carrying a small yellow leather bag and wearing a mini skirt suit. Her long legs drew an amazing curve, which made people want to take a closer look.

"Hello, I'm Lin Menghan, a reporter from City B TV Station. I'm here today to interview you." The beautiful woman put on a professional smile, took out a pen and paper from her bag, and introduced herself lightly.

Next to him, the bald man had already set up a camera and aimed the lens at Li Feng.

Seeing this familiar scene, Li Feng couldn't help but smile.

Once upon a time, I was also a reporter, running on the front line of interviews. Unfortunately, fate played a trick on me. During an undercover interview, I was involved in a car accident and ended up in such a miserable state.

"I know what to say, just ask." Li Feng replied indifferently.

This reporter Lin has indeed never seen this person.

But for some reason, Li Feng felt a hint of indifference from her words and expression.

It's a very strange feeling.

"Excuse me, how do you feel after waking up from a three-year coma?"

Lin Menghan looked down at Li Feng who was lying on the hospital bed.

"I have a lot of feelings. The times are developing so fast. Mobile phones have become smart. If you want to eat something, you can just order takeout and it will be delivered to your home. Medicine has also developed. A vegetative patient who has been in a coma for three years can now wake up. I would like to express my special thanks to the medical staff of B City People's Hospital for their meticulous care for me over the past three years." Li Feng thought for a moment and then told the story.

"Perfect!" the bald man praised.

Lin Menghan was also surprised.

In ordinary interviews, you have to teach the interviewee how to speak and what to say again and again.

However, no one expected that Patient No. 1 would be able to predict the future and blurt out everything that was in his mind in one breath.

A bit strange.

"Colleague? Have you been a reporter?" Lin Menghan asked tentatively.

"Yes, he used to be a reporter for S City Metropolitan Daily." Li Feng said lightly.

"A reporter from S City Metropolitan Newspaper?!" Lin Menghan looked surprised.

S City Metropolitan Newspaper is an old newspaper, and the reporters there are the elites among the elites. When I graduated from university, I wanted to go there to pursue my dream, but unfortunately it did not come true.

The bald man beside him heard this, his eyes lit up, he took out his cell phone and said, "Brother, let's exchange numbers."

"133XXXXXXXX." Li Feng gave out his phone number skillfully.

"I'll ring the phone for you. Hey - you're in arrears." The bald man scratched his head.

Lin Menghan looked at it, raised her brows, and said, "Yao Jiu, please go out for a moment. I have something to say to Reporter Li."

"Um?"

Yao Jiu was stunned, but he still packed up his equipment and left the intensive care unit.

Li Feng was also a little confused.

"Reporter Li, since we're colleagues, I'll be frank with you about some things."

Lin Menghan frowned, took light steps, checked the door of the intensive care unit, and walked back.

As she walked back and forth, her high heels made a "click" and "click" sound, which made people want to look at her amazing legs, which were covered with a pair of flesh-colored stockings. She was very charming when she walked.

"I heard that you are teaching Zhao Xinyue how to trade stocks?" Lin Menghan's expression gradually turned cold.

"This... can be considered as such." Li Feng thought about it and found that it seemed to be the case.

"Do you know that teaching people how to trade stocks is a taboo?" Lin Menghan continued, "In my opinion, teaching people how to trade stocks is fake, and your real intention is to pursue Zhao Xinyue, right?"

"I'm telling you, dream on!"

"It's a bear market now. Don't you know that there's no bottom in a bear market? You're going against the tide, isn't that like a mantis trying to stop a chariot? It's bad enough that you're overestimating your own abilities, but you're also trying to drag Zhao Xinyue down with you?"

"What about picking stocks based on the general trend? What about making 500,000 yuan in three years to pay off debts? These carefully fabricated lies of yours can only fool new investors like Zhao Xinyue!"

There was a thin layer of frost on Lin Menghan's pretty face. She leaned on a chair, looking at Li Feng from afar, her legs crossed elegantly, concealing her unspeakable charm.

It turned out that they had come to call for punishment.

No wonder reporter Lin Menghan was so cold and indifferent as soon as she entered the door.

Li Feng took a deep breath, and a pair of crescent moons slowly appeared in his mind:

"Reporter Lin, I admit that I have a crush on Nurse Zhao, and I also think her stock trading is a bit inappropriate, but I disagree with what you said. I lied to her."

"I, Li Feng, have always pursued women in an upright manner."

Lin Menghan slowly raised her head and met Li Feng's eyes. She found that his eyes were bright and energetic, clear and pure, without a trace of distracting thoughts.

Suddenly, she felt guilty.

But, she suppressed it immediately.

Impossible. In a bear market, it’s good enough to keep the principal, let alone 500,000 in three years?

It must be Li Feng who is lying.

Judging from his appearance, he is probably a calculating person.

We must expose his disguise in person and never let Zhao Xinyue fall into his hands.

Lin Menghan stood up and said softly, "Reporter Li, I'm also a veteran stock investor. Since you said you didn't lie, please tell me in detail how you paid off a debt of 500,000 yuan within three years during this bear market."

"Oh, it seems your capital is only 90,000."

"There is also a suspended stock." Li Feng added coldly.

"It's a pity that the market value is only 10,000. Even if it increases tenfold, what's the use?" Lin Menghan raised her head, raised her chin slightly, and revealed a beautiful curve.

Li Feng stared fiercely at Lin Menghan's rosy and pretty face and said, "Even without this suspended stock, we can still make 500,000 in three years!"

"Please speak. I'm all ears."

Lin Menghan extended her right hand gracefully, her fingers slender and graceful.

Li Feng stared at the slender jade hand and said lightly: "Within three years, there will definitely be a bull market. When the bull market comes, 500,000 is not a dream."

"laugh--"

Lin Menghan laughed: "Reporter Li, it's fine if you lied to Zhao Xinyue, but now you want to lie to me? Are bull and bear markets predicted? They are determined by the market."

"You don't believe it?" Li Feng asked back.

"Of course I don't believe it." Lin Menghan said firmly.

"Do you know the five-year bull-bear rule of the stock market?" Li Feng continued to ask.

"This... I really don't know."

Lin Menghan panicked a little, and her right hand unconsciously began to pull at the corner of her clothes, but she quickly calmed down and asked,

“What does this have to do with the bull market?”

"Of course it does matter, and it's a big deal,"

Li Feng seemed to be confident of winning, and he looked at the beautiful woman standing in front of him calmly, and said,

"Since its inception, the A-share market has experienced a bull market every four to five years, such as the super bull markets of 1996-1997, 1999-2001, and 2005-2007, and the rebound bull market of 2009-2010."

"Then the next bull market should be between 2014 and 2015."

"You're not speculating in stocks, you're fortune-telling," Lin Menghan defended.

"Fortune-telling is a matter of probability, and so is stock trading. This is the right time for a bull market," Li Feng continued.

"Since the beginning of this year, the Shanghai Composite Index has rapidly fallen from over 3,000 points to 2,200 points. 2,000 points is a point that must be broken, so there is room for more than 1,000 points. This is a geographical advantage!"

"Finally, let's talk about harmony among people," Li Feng said after a slight pause.

"After four or five years of bearish sentiment, stock investors are hoping for a bull market, institutions are hoping for a bull market, and leaders are also hoping to use the bull market to solve some problems. This is the people's support."

"The timing, location, and people are all right. Do you think a bull market is coming?!"

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With this chapter, I wish you a happy bull market in 2024-2025.

Except for sectors and stocks that have already skyrocketed, such as liquor, consumption, and new energy.