What’s the details
Can’t get along Fang Xia shook his head.
Wang Junlai took over and said that when a hot spot is not too bad, it will continue for a while, but it will not catch the leading stocks. At this time, it is necessary to catch the second follow-up stocks, and the second and third stocks will continue to rise, just like buying steel today, Baosteel’s banner will not fall, and other steel will follow suit, and a sector will continue to rise.
Jun-pei zhang kept nodding.
Wang Jun lit a cigarette and went on to say that stocks are divided into short-term speculation, just like this fried salt beans are crisp and crisp, which is suitable for long-term people, just like this fish grows more delicious as it grows.
Zhang Jun’s mind suddenly flashed on Maitreya’s boss. Isn’t he the kind of long-term person? He bought stocks at the right price and then forgot about the stock price. He was busy with his own work and enjoyed his own heavy investment benefits in a certain golden autumn.
Short-term money or long-term money? Zhang Jun asked
Well, it’s hard to say that Wang Junlai gave a temporary answer.
Short-term Yang Jiahui answered very positively.
She can’t bear loneliness to play short-term Fang Xia before laughing.
Wang Junlai pointed to the table dishes and said to Zhang Jun, which of these dishes do you think is the most delicious?
Braised mushrooms with fish and chicken, of course.
These two dishes are the most fashionable and delicious.
Zhang Jun nodded and said Wang Ge said it was true.
Wang Junlai went on to say that this bar is three years and Wuliangye is five years and ten years. Which one do you think is delicious?
Ten years, of course, Zhang Jun said without thinking.
Wang Junlai mused that investors look at the market every day and who can not move unless he is a fairy clay sculpture
Zhang Jun glanced at Yang Jiahui, and then Yang Jiahui also glanced at Zhang Jun. At the same time, they thought of a man, Maitreya boss.
But they didn’t tell the truth because the boss didn’t want others to know that he was enjoying a lonely and happy life alone.
In the beauty food, they enjoy drinking and eating wine, and the food is so sweet. It seems that they can’t finish talking and chewing, but when they look out through the window, it is already very late. With a little drunkenness, Zhang Jun got up to leave, and Yang Jiahui got up to leave.
Wang Jun came to sit listlessly with drowsiness and didn’t miss the point.
When I came from Fang Xia’s home, I suddenly felt that the air outside was particularly fresh.
Yang Jiahui said with Zhang Jun’s arm slung over his shoulder that this Wang Junlai really can smoke.
Addiction Bai Zhang Jun gently said 1
Zhang Jun said to Yang Jiahui at the gate of the community, let’s take a taxi and go home.
It’s not too expensive. It’s better to walk.
Zhang Jun was secretly happy because that’s what he needed. He felt that the benefits of walking were far better than saving money by car, but when she had more.
They smiled at each other and walked hand in hand.
The blue sky is irregularly inlaid with starlight, blinking like a naughty child, and the childish eyes are staring at them. This starlight is like a gem with five colors, and they light up the road ahead. This soft light is mixed with a little dew and hangs on the roadside. Small trees are wet and moist, and they feel so smooth and elegant when they reach out and touch them.
They walked slowly along the tunnel on the bank of Liaohe River.
The cicadas in Liaohe River fell asleep peacefully, and the roadside lights on the Star Star were flashing. Everything around them was quiet, and the two of them were walking and chatting.
After the red wine, the reaction was very strong. At that time, I didn’t think much. Now, especially when I saw the wind and wine, I immediately poured in.
Light Yang Jiahui’s little face was covered with a layer of red clouds. As she walked, she suddenly stopped and sang.
I will whisper in your ear that I love you, just like a mouse loves rice.
The song is pleasing to the ear
Zhang Jun held the fence by the river and listened quietly, enjoying the wonderful songs quietly.
The river seems to be accompanied by this song, and a breeze blows by, and the leaves shake with it, as if dancing with this song.
Everything is immersed in this song on this night.
Zhang Jun suddenly remembered Wang Jun’s words and asked Jiahui, do you think a person can really make profits forever in the stock market?
Yes, but it’s very difficult.
Yang Jiahui went on to say that people who lose money account for the vast majority, and those who make money are a small part, even less in the long run.
Zhang Jun nodded gently. He knew that his investment road was still long, and there were bumps ahead. No one could guarantee that he would always walk on a flat continent.
Thought of here don’t feel a bit sad.