area51novel Chapter 181 Old Li is as if he's been granted a pardon; the stock market turns from loss to pro
Chapter 181 Old Li is as if he's been granted a pardon; the stock market turns from loss to pro
As he spoke, he exerted all his strength to drag his bulky beanbag chair into his cramped "territory," making room for Ye Fan in the aisle. His actions were almost pious and ingratiating.
Ye Fan brewed a cup of tea, sat back in his seat, and looked calmly at the still-green K-line of Luyuan Fruit Industry on the screen.
He was long past the age of arguing over such childish and petty squabbles.
A pack of cigarettes costing twenty yuan and a rice bowl costing ten yuan can elicit such humble gratitude and deliberate flattery from someone, even to the point of actively shrinking their own living space... This made him feel both laughable and tinged with a tragic irony.
Some aspects of human nature, in certain situations, are indeed shockingly cheap.
He picked up his teacup, gently blew away the foam, and looked out the window, waiting for the inevitable reversal that would occur when the market opened that afternoon.
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The stock market reopened at 1 p.m.
As in the morning session, the stock price of "Luyuan Fruit Industry" remained sluggish and continued to decline. The green candlestick chart looked like a heavy lead pillar, making it hard for viewers to breathe.
In less than an hour, the daily decline had widened to -5.5%.
It fell by 5.5 percentage points.
Li Yifeng, sitting in the classroom, had already sent his mind back to his dormitory.
He glanced furtively at the teacher on the podium, his fingers flying across the keyboard under the desk as he sent a message to Ye Fan, laced with despair: "Old Ye! I can't take it anymore! Sell it now! Consider today a bloody lesson learned! Barbecue tonight! Beer galore, two cases minimum! Please! Sell it now!"
Ye Fan's phone screen lit up. He glanced at it and a mysterious smile appeared on his lips.
Without replying, I locked the screen and turned my attention back to the computer screen.
The moment Li Yifeng sent the message, the downward trend seemed to come to an abrupt halt.
The green candlestick began to slowly but steadily climb upwards.
Li Yifeng felt like every second was an eternity in the classroom, constantly refreshing the stock trading app on his phone. He was extremely anxious, staring at the glaring -5.5% drop and then at Ye Fan's unresponsive chat window.
Finally, he seized the opportunity when the teacher turned around to write on the blackboard, crouched down, and slipped out the back door like a thief.
That's right, Ye Fan didn't go to class today either.
Li Yifeng sprinted back to his dormitory, flung open the door, and gasped for breath, his voice cracking with urgency: "Old...Old Ye! Quick! Sell it! It's dropped...almost 6% today! If it opens at the daily limit down tomorrow, we won't be able to escape! We'll lose everything!"
Before he could finish speaking, he saw Ye Fan leaning back in his chair with a relaxed expression, chatting with Ji Yuhao, who was sitting at the computer next to him, about game tactics. His tone was leisurely, as if the sky outside the window was not overcast but sunny.
"Don't panic, I already dumped it." Ye Fan turned to Li Yifeng, who was covered in sweat.
"call--!"
Li Yifeng felt like he'd been granted a pardon, letting out a long sigh of relief. He slumped into a chair, wiping the sweat from his brow: "It's good that I sold it...it's good that I sold it...a little loss is fine, consider it tuition. We need to study this more carefully in the future, we can't be so reckless..."
He tried to comfort himself and Ye Fan with the "lessons learned" theory.
Ye Fan casually added, "It was too late. After dumping my shares, I went all in on Yiniu Dairy."
"What?!" Li Yifeng jumped up from his chair like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, his eyes wide as saucers. "Holy crap! Brother Fan! Boss Fan! We just lost 6% at Luyuan Fruit Industry! The bleeding hasn't even stopped yet, and you're going all in on another one? Our... our game can't take this! It'll kill us!"
He felt his vision go black, as if he could see himself living on steamed buns for the next month.
Ye Fan leisurely took a cigarette from the cigarette pack and stuffed it directly into Li Yifeng's still-talking mouth.
Then, she turned on her own computer screen, which displayed the trading history, and pointed it at him: "Who told you we lost 6 points?"
His voice carried a hint of mockery as he pointed to the clear profit figures on the screen: "Open your eyes and look! We actually made 12 points!"
Li Yifeng's gaze suddenly fixed on the screen, and his brain went blank!
On the intraday chart of "Luyuan Fruit Industry", the line representing the stock price completed a breathtaking "deep V" reversal in the short time it took him to leave the classroom and run back to the dormitory, soaring from -5.5% all the way to a high of +13%!
Ye Fan's trading records show that he precisely sold off his holdings at a point close to 12.5% below the peak!
"Holy... Holy crap!" Li Yifeng almost dropped the cigarette from his mouth, completely stunned, as if struck by lightning.
How...how is this possible? Just now in the classroom it was all green, how did it turn so bright red in the blink of an eye? And Ye Fan even cashed out and ran away at almost the highest point?
That was incredible!
Looking at his bewildered expression, Ye Fan smiled and nodded: "Yes, just like you said, it has turned a profit, and I managed to get out in time."
Li Yifeng mechanically pulled out a lighter, his hand still trembling slightly as he lit the cigarette in his mouth, taking a deep drag. The thick smoke seemed unable to dispel the shock in his heart.
He slumped into the chair, his eyes glazed over, unable to recover from the intense shock for a long time.
At this moment, Li Yifeng was completely stunned. The stock market was too deep and had a great impact on him. Before, he just watched and was not too shocked even if the rise and fall were exaggerated, because he did not put real money into it. Now that he had put real money into it, the shock was too strong.
Ki Yu-ho seemed to finally notice the subtle change in the atmosphere in the dorm. Taking advantage of the pause in his game character's death countdown, he turned around, looking bewildered: "What's wrong with you two? Did you have a fight? Come on, let's log in and play a game! I'm on fire today, super strong! I'll carry you guys! There's nothing a game can't solve, and if there is, let's play another one!"
In his world, only the ever-changing weather in the canyon matters.
Ye Fan smiled and waved his hand: "It's okay, you do your thing, let's discuss some life philosophies."
Ki Yu-ho said "Oh" without delving into it further, and immediately threw himself back into the intense team battle.
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As evening approached, the last rays of the setting sun shone through the dormitory windows.
Ye Fan tidied himself up and prepared to go out to find food.