My autobiography cannot be a tragedy

Chapter 2 Prophecy?

After a moment of silence, Meng Lang felt that this might be a coincidence, he hesitated and tried again.

"What is your occupation?"

"Oh! I am a senior investment consultant of Galaxy Securities, and I work in the Galaxy Building over there. This is my business card."

Teacher Tony handed Meng Lang a very beautiful bronzing business card, which looked like a professional elite.

[Niu Ben (Tony): Senior Investment Advisor of Galaxy Securities, phone XXXXX...]

Are you really investing?
Meng Lang looked at the business card in his hand, and his expression became even weirder.

Second coincidence?

He looked up at Teacher Tony again.

"That... I think what Teacher Tony said just now makes sense. I happen to be a little interested in stock trading recently. I wonder if Teacher Tony has any suggestions?"

Teacher Tony's eyes lit up, but he knew that when facing a fish that had just been hooked, he must not pull the hook violently.

Pretending to hesitate for a moment, he sat down again.

"Little brother, I see you hit it off, so let's analyze it with you.

Have you read the financial news recently?The market index has been tepid for two consecutive years, but recently it has risen for three consecutive days, pulling up hundreds of points.

Especially technology stocks and energy stocks, there are dozens of stocks with several consecutive daily limit, do you know why? "

Meng Lang recalled the "miserable life" he saw yesterday, and looked at him with some uncertainty.

"Because... leeks came in?"

Teacher Tony's expression froze.

Why doesn't this guy follow the routine?

"Hehe, I'm just joking, little brother. How can leeks have such strength? This is because big domestic dealers and foreign financial institutions are hunting for bottoms!"

"Oh..." Meng Lang nodded half-understood, "And then?"

Seeing Meng Lang's Xiaobai appearance, Mr. Tony became more confident.

"Do you know what it means that as long as you stand in the wind, even a pig can take off? This is the wind!

Now the money is kept in the bank, which cannot keep up with inflation, so it is used to buy a house. When it comes to macro-control, the real economy is in a downturn.

Where do you think the money in the hands of ordinary people will go in the end?
Judging from my twenty years of investment experience, this is the best time to enter the stock market. As long as the luck is not too bad, it is easy to double the assets every year! "

Teacher Tony then put on a weeping look.

"This person, in fact, there are not many choices in life that can change your destiny. In the past, it was the college entrance examination, marriage, and buying a house. In the next ten years, it will be the stock market!

If you don't grasp this, you really can only work part-time for the rest of your life. "

To be honest, Meng Lang really didn't know anything about stock trading.

After all, stock trading requires capital, and it just so happens that meng lang doesn't have it.

If it wasn't for something in his heart, Teacher Tony's well-founded, eloquent and expressive words were really deceptive.

Who doesn't want to make money while lying down?
But Meng Lang wasn't thinking about it at all at the moment, and with the fact that "a miserable life" seemed to be dangling in front of his eyes again, he felt that these words were a bit harsh, and he immediately became vigilant.

"Yeah! Listening to what you have to say is like listening to what you have to say." Meng Lang nodded repeatedly with an open-minded appearance, and then suddenly changed the topic.

"Then do you think it is possible that the stock market will crash this year?"

Before Mr. Tony had time to think about the difference between the two speeches, he heard the word "stock market crash".

"Stock crash? Hahahaha..." He laughed out loud as if he had just heard the funniest joke.

"Boy, let me tell you this. After the 15-year stock market crash, the basic market index has bottomed out. It's only been 18 years? The index has just gone up by a few hundred points. How can there be another stock market crash?
Even if you have a financial crisis, it has to be a 10-year cycle. How can there be so many stock market crashes in your lifetime?

The so-called no fall, means now, this is the best time to buy the bottom!Do you think those big organizations are stupid?
Little brother, listen to my brother, it is a good thing to want to manage money, but young people need to study more, the stock market is not just a few nonsense official accounts. "

Teacher Tony looked at Meng Lang with some regret.

"Oh! Seeing you is like seeing me when I was young, ambitious but naive.

How about this, if you really want to learn, find a time, I can tell you how to play this stock. "

"Hmm... Do you have more specific information? For example, which stock do you like more?" Meng Lang pretended to be excited and continued to investigate.

"Oh! Young man, you are just too impatient!" Teacher Tony shook his head, and then sighed. "But I can understand your urgency."

After deciding for a moment, he said.

"In recent years, I have devoted myself to researching a stock, which is the core energy stock in the national prefix.

After a long-term downward adjustment, it recently closed a big positive line with heavy volume, and then three consecutive upward small positive lines and cross stars appeared. The trading volume is also increasing in stages. Very big……"

After throwing out a series of technical terms in succession, checking his eyes, and stunned the young man in front of him, Teacher Tony looked around, and lowered his voice cautiously.

"The point is, I have a college classmate who is an executive inside...I can't say more about the rest."

Meng Lang's breathing became a little short. "Then what exactly is this stock?"

"It's... Huaxia Energy!"

Huaxia Energy? !
When these four words came out of the other party's mouth, Meng Lang couldn't help but tremble in his heart and his eyelids twitched wildly.

Once may be a coincidence, twice may be a coincidence, three times?

Meng Lang's mood at this time was shock mixed with surprise, surprise mixed with unconcealable excitement, that's called a gallop!
On the other hand, Teacher Tony, who was on the side, understood the four words in Meng Lang's ever-changing, even slightly distorted expression of excitement - like a treasure!
He lifted his glasses on the bridge of his nose in a daze.

Is this going to make you limp?
When did my "technical analysis" plus "insider information" rhetoric become so powerful?
Those who know think that I recommend a potential stock to you, those who don’t know think that you have already made a few small goals!

It is said that people who have been single for a long time may even think of the name of the child when they look at the opposite sex. Is it possible that this guy is the type with a particularly advanced imagination?

Although it is very likely that there was a knowing blow, causing the skill damage to overflow a bit.

But Mr. Tony feels that this month's performance indicators should be right!

He looked at the "Longines" on his wrist, intentionally or unintentionally implying his "not short of money" elite personality.

"Oh, it's so late. I have a meeting in the morning, so I won't talk too much. If you need it, you can call me anytime."

Teacher Tony patted Meng Lang on the shoulder and walked away gracefully.

The bait has been put down, and it depends on when the fish bites the hook. Teacher Tony believes that the lost lamb will contact him again soon.

However, Meng Lang didn't understand what the other party said at the end. He was still completely immersed in the shock and surprise brought by the "magic prophecy" in his autobiography.

He knows himself incomparably, and also accurately predicts some futures that will happen soon.

Teacher Tony, Huaxia Energy...

What just happened today was clearly written in the book I received yesterday.

This is not a prophecy what is this?
"Calm down! Calm down! Don't jump to conclusions too early. Even though all the impossibilities have been ruled out, no matter how unbelievable the rest is, it must be the truth.

But this conclusion is too unscientific..."

Meng Lang began to worry about gains and losses again.

"Wait! Could this be a prank show?"

It is said that a man abroad bought a lottery ticket and played the edited live broadcast of the lottery. In this way, he successfully convinced his girlfriend that he came back from time travel and won the "first prize" of the lottery.

Although I lost my girlfriend in the end...

But this incident tells us that what the eyes see is not necessarily the truth.

Could it be that someone deliberately sent me the book, and then arranged for extras to "direct" "Future" according to certain clues in the book?
Meng Lang immediately put on a calm expression to avoid making a fool of himself.

He looked around carefully, but found no hidden cameras or other camera devices.

The diners around were also eating breakfast normally, and the passers-by outside were in a hurry, and there was no sign of group performances.

He didn't bother to eat breakfast, he came to the boss and asked while paying the bill.

"Boss, I want to ask you something."

"What's the matter, little brother, tell me." They were all regular customers, and the boss and Meng Lang looked familiar, he said while making friends.

"The man sitting next to me just now is the man with the briefcase, glasses, suit and leather shoes, have you seen him before?"

"Oh, you said that person, I have met him, he comes to my place for breakfast from time to time, he is quite talkative, he is like a friend with everyone.

He also talked about stocks with me, but I'm a big bastard, so I don't know what investment is. "

Since he comes here often and is a "recidive offender" who spreads his net widely, it is unlikely that he is a temporary extra performer...

Meng Lang looked at the boss, he was a very honest person, not likely to be lying.

If the owner of an ordinary breakfast shop invites movie kings and has opened a breakfast shop undercover for several years, then this tricky show would cost too much money!

It's not playing The Truman World.

"That's it, thank you boss."

Meng Lang walked out of the breakfast shop, looking at the rising sun outside, the corners of his mouth gradually turned up...

"Hey hey hey..."

"Mom, look, there's a fool over there!"

"Go, go! Don't get infected."

……

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~" Meng Lang walked into the company building whistling. The elevator door just opened, but the figure standing inside stopped his cheerful C minor abruptly.

If you want to say what is the most embarrassing situation when you are late for work, it is better than meeting the boss in the elevator.

Even more embarrassing... that is, there is only the leader in the elevator...

"Manager Wang, good morning!" Meng Lang smiled awkwardly, and walked into the elevator bravely.

"Meng Lang, do you know what time it is? I don't know if there is a morning meeting today?" Wang Zhi, who was meticulously brushing his hair back, said with a flat face.

"Oh, I went out to meet a client, so I'll be back soon."

If there is something good about being a salesperson, it might be that the reasons for not being on duty are unassailable...

"Really? I have seen clients so early, so it seems that this month's performance doesn't have to be the bottom?" Wang Zhiping sneered sarcastically.

Meng Lang looked at this guy suspiciously. Although he usually didn't like him very much, he wouldn't just hate him when he met him, right?What about your fake workplace smile?
Don't eat jelly in the morning and eat gunpowder instead?

But this little thing didn't affect meng lang's good mood at all.

"Hmm! The early bird catches the worm. I'm also learning from Manager Wang."

Only the state officials are allowed to set fires, and the common people are not allowed to light lamps. The leaders can be late, but I can't be late?

"You..." I was upset at first, but I didn't expect to return a soft nail to my subordinate. Wang Zhiping's expression on the spot was even worse.

Meng Lang turned his face away and ignored him.

Just kidding, I'll let you get used to it!
With a monthly salary of [-], whatever the leader says is right, with a monthly salary of [-], the leader can say whatever he likes.

A monthly salary of three thousand...how did you talk to dad?
(End of this chapter)