Disdainful, for Fan Qi, as long as he can enter the trading hall, he will win.
She followed the uncle and saw that most of the people who entered were wearing red vests. She knew that this was only worn by traders from brokerage firms, but she was a bit ignorant and asked, "Uncle Hao, why aren't you wearing a red vest?"
The man turned around with a long face and looked at Fan Qi: "You don't even know what a red vest is, what else can you do?"
"Don't you understand? Just ask?"
"That's a licensed stockbroker. Do you think everyone can pass the exam for a stockbroker license?"
"Is it difficult to pass the stock broker license exam?" This really hit the nail on the head for Fan Qi.
"Of course it's difficult! To get a stock trading license, there are three subjects, and each subject has a pass rate of only 30%. If you don't finish the exam within three years, all your results will be invalidated."
This is somewhat different from what Fan Qi knew in her previous life. After she became famous in her previous life, someone suggested that she do private equity. She learned about the Hong Kong stock market and knew that as long as she obtained a bachelor's degree in a related major from a recognized university, she would be exempt from the exam. It seemed very simple. Mainly because the other procedures for private equity were more complicated, she was too lazy to deal with it and did not learn more about it.
Ah Hao took Fan Qi to a corner seat in their company and asked her, "Can you use a computer?"
Fan Qi hesitated. The computers in the previous life and the computers now are probably not the same, right? Although the keyboard is still the same keyboard.
She shook her head. Ah Hao sighed, as if accepting his fate, and pointed to a button and said, "Press here to turn it on."
Fan Qi pressed the button and waited for a long time. A light spot appeared on the black screen. Ah Hao said, "Type this command after me..."
Seeing Fan Qi copying the order, Ah Hao pointed to a piece of paper on her desk and said, "It's all there, you don't need to copy it."
Fan Qi lowered her head and saw that it was there. She followed Ah Hao and typed in the command. A prompt appeared. She then typed in the second command and a few lines of Chinese characters appeared. They were stock quotes.
Ah Hao took out a piece of grid paper from the drawer. On it were the stock code, name, early morning high and low, a coordinate axis, and a blank space below for filling in the situation description.
He handed her a piece of paper that had already been filled out with a pen: "Fill it out according to this sample. Don't make any mistakes."
Ah Hao told her impatiently how to do it. No matter how simply he explained it, Fan Qi was in this business. What they actually wanted was a stock's half-hour K-line and some other basic information. If there had been stock software like in the previous life, this information would have been automatically generated and categorized by the system, but in this era it could only be copied by hand.
"You understand?"
Fan Qi nodded: "I understand."
Ah Hao looked at her speechlessly: "Ms. Fan, this is not acting, this news is real money."
"I really understand."
Seeing that Fan Qi was still being stubborn, Ah Hao laughed sarcastically and gave one of the papers in his hand to Fan Qi: "Then you start working on it."
Fan Qi saw that there were ten stocks listed and nodded: "Yes."
The bell rang and the call auction began. Fan Qi copied down all the information according to the list given by Ah Hao. When she had free time, she checked the orders posted on the desk and the stocks she had researched in the past two days to see if the trading conditions were as she said.
"What are you looking at? Get down to business." Ah Hao wasn't paying attention when he was teaching, but now his tone was very stern.
Fan Qi pointed to the list on the table and said, "I have copied it up and am waiting for the opening price now."
Ah Hao took the ten sheets of paper and saw that they were indeed neatly copied. He looked down at the papers in his hand and stuffed two more copies to Fan Qi: "And you should also follow these twenty stocks."
Fan Qi glanced at his desk and found that he only had about ten stocks left.
These are the stocks that analysts are tracking closely. The more you do, the better. Fan Qi took it and pulled out a blank form to fill out. When she lowered her head to fill it out, the stock market had already opened.
The time-sharing lines and K-line are something engraved in Fan Qi's bones and blood, but the computer is too slow, and it takes some time for the command to react. Fortunately, it is more than enough to draw a half-hour K-line chart for thirty stocks to follow. He can also fish for a while and get familiar with the commands. The commands on this table are all query commands. One command queries one kind of data, with a separate column for trading volume and a separate column for price. The data are fragmented.
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