The profit on Wen Bingdong's account has reached more than 25,000 yuan so far, while the profit on Pei Ziheng's account has barely exceeded 1,000 yuan.
The gap was more than 25 times. Not only did Wen Bingdong and his gang feel they had a sure win, but even Dai Yu felt that Pei Ziheng was bound to lose this time.
In particular, the 100,000 shares of Jusheng Pharmaceutical that Pei Ziheng bought have fallen from 30 cents to 25 cents, and it looks like it will continue to fall.
I was afraid that by the afternoon closing, the pitiful profit in Pei Ziheng's account would be wiped out, and he would even suffer a loss.
Taking advantage of the one-hour lunch break of the stock market, Pei Ziheng and the other two went to a nearby hotel for dinner.
"Otherwise, I'll admit defeat to Master Dong on your behalf. I'm also responsible for this matter and shouldn't have dragged you to the bar."
Seeing Pei Ziheng's indifferent expression, Dai Yu said again: "If you feel embarrassed, why don't you pretend to be sick?"
After saying that, he kept winking at Lin Fei, wanting Lin Fei to join him in persuading Pei Ziheng.
Lin Fei: "Mr. Dai, are your eyes uncomfortable?"
Dai Yu: “…”
Of course Lin Fei knew Dai Yu's intention, but he would not persuade Pei Ziheng.
First of all, he understood Pei Ziheng's temper. Even if he talked his lips off, Pei Ziheng would just treat him as a piece of shit.
Secondly, Dai Yu did not understand Pei Ziheng's strength, but he did.
The stock market, which seems to be volatile and unpredictable to others, is like his own backyard to Pei Ziheng. If he has no money, he can go in and play around, and he will definitely come out with a lot of money.
Few people know that Pei Ziheng is Dream, a short-term trader who has become famous in the Hong Kong and US stock markets in the past two years.
Even if there were a hundred playboys like Wen Bingdong put together, they would not be a match for Pei Ziheng.
Instead of opening your mouth to persuade, it is better to close your mouth and eat.
Although the boss has a bad temper, he has good taste and the restaurant he chose is really good.
Seeing the master and servant eating so happily, Dai Yu had no choice but to pick up his chopsticks and start eating.
Mm, it smells so good!
After eating a few bites, Lin Fei put down his chopsticks and left the private room. Dai Yu didn't care and thought that Lin Fei was going to the bathroom.
After a while, Lin Fei came back and handed the room key to Pei Ziheng, "5th floor, room 508."
Pei Ziheng picked up the key and stood up.
Dai Yu looked at him, "Where are you going?"
"Nap."
"The market will open in less than half an hour."
Seeing Pei Ziheng leave directly, Lin Fei dutifully explained for his boss: "It's better to sleep for a while. Little Boss Pei is still growing and needs enough sleep. Let's continue eating."
Dai Yu: “…”
With Pei Ziheng's departure, only he and Lin Fei were left in the box. Dai Yu couldn't help but complain: "It must be hard to follow such a small boss, being both an assistant and a nanny."
"Not really. I'm quite satisfied."
Seeing that Lin Fei didn't look fake, Dai Yu couldn't help but be curious: "How much salary does he give you a month?"
"Mr. Dai, we calculate it based on annual salary, this amount per year."
As he said this, he made a five gesture.
"Only 5,000 a year? Isn't he too stingy?"
Lin Fei smiled calmly, "Mr. Dai, you underestimate our young CEO Pei. It's 50,000."
As if to clear Pei Ziheng's name, Lin Fei blabbered about his salary and benefits. "In addition to the annual salary, I also receive 500 yuan per month for housing and transportation subsidies, a year-end bonus of 20% of my annual salary, a free seven-day overseas trip once a year, and extra red envelopes on birthdays and holidays. In short, I am quite satisfied."
Dai Yu didn’t want to say who was envious.
The current average annual income per capita in the capital is less than 10,000 yuan, so people like Lin Fei are considered the ceiling in the assistant industry.
…
When the market opened in the afternoon, the share prices of Wen Bingdong's three Hong Kong stocks continued to rise.
In contrast, the A-shares and Hong Kong stocks that Pei Ziheng bought were motionless like an old monk in meditation.
As if he had accepted the outcome of the defeat, Dai Yu was not as impatient as he had been in the morning. He walked around the hall while eating melon seeds, listening to some veteran stock investors’ lectures with great interest.
"Meng Meng, why are you here?"
When he saw Ye Yimeng, Wen Bingdong's face smiled like a chrysanthemum.
"I heard you guys were playing here, so I came to take a look."
As he spoke, he glanced at Pei Ziheng, and seeing that Pei Ziheng was not looking over here, he walked to the sofa vacated by Wen Bingdong and sat down, crossing his long legs lazily.
The young girls who were walking stood on both sides of her, looking like young ladies on patrol.
Seeing Ye Yimeng always staring at Pei Ziheng, Wen Bingdong raised his voice in annoyance: "Mengmeng, just wait and see the show today. When the stock market closes, someone will recognize me as their grandfather."
Shi Zhizhi, who was standing next to Ye Yimeng, teased, "Then do you have to give your godson a red envelope?"
Wen Bingdong slapped his forehead and said, "Look at me, I forgot about this. This is my first time adopting a grandson and I have no experience."
Having said that, he turned around and asked his two companions to go out and buy red envelopes, and also buy some afternoon tea and fruits to entertain Ye Yimeng.
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Time passed by minute by minute, and in the blink of an eye it was three o'clock in the afternoon.
A shares have closed, and Hong Kong stocks close one hour later than A shares, at 4 o'clock.
The profit in Wen Bingdong's account has reached 40,000 yuan, while the profit in Pei Ziheng's account has decreased instead of increased, leaving less than 100 yuan.
What kind of waves can be created in an hour? Wen Bingdong and his group have already discussed where to celebrate in the evening, and someone even suggested holding a grand ceremony to recognize the grandson.
Ye Yimeng was a little bored.
She came here today, seemingly with the intention of having fun, but deep down she was expecting Pei Ziheng to give her a surprise and a reversal.
After all, she overestimated him.
He has only a good appearance, but he is just an ordinary person and a waste of her time.
"Leave."
Seeing that she was about to leave, Wen Bingdong hurriedly advised: "Since you are here, watch the show first before leaving..."
“It’s going up! It’s going up!”
Before Wen Bingdong finished speaking, Ou Guanglong, who was in charge of monitoring the market trends, suddenly shouted twice, attracting everyone's attention.
"Call your mom, the price has been rising for a whole day, what's so surprising about that?" Wen Bingdong cursed when he was interrupted.
Ou Guanglong pointed at the computer screen and said incredulously: "No, it's Jusheng Pharmaceutical that has increased!"
Upon hearing this, everyone in the room gathered in front of the computer.
I saw the stock price of Jusheng Pharmaceutical rolling up like a timer.
2.7 cents.
2.8 cents.
0.3m.
0.33.
In just ten minutes, the share price of Jusheng Pharmaceutical exceeded 50 cents.
"Damn, is this machine broken? Call someone to fix it!" Wen Bingdong cursed and slapped the computer.
No one said anything.
Everyone, including Wen Bingdong himself, knew that the strange stock price fluctuations had nothing to do with the machine.
Ye Yimeng, who was about to leave, sat back on the sofa, her eyes fixed on Pei Ziheng's face, who remained calm from beginning to end, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.
It’s quite interesting.
“Hong Kong and Thailand Development has also increased!”
Hongtai is another "junk" stock bought by Pei Ziheng. Of course, the label of junk was defined by Wen Bingdong and his gang.
Due to family infighting and disputes, the share price of Hongtai Development has been falling over the past year and has almost reached rock bottom.
But at this moment, the share price of Hongtai Development, which had been falling for more than half a year, actually began to rebound. (End of this chapter)