A foreign city, dear you

"It's just a reimbursement form," Jian Xiqi said lightly: "I am very sensitive to data. I can remember it at a glance. Not to mention a stack of reimbursement forms, I can also see the tricks in more complex data at a glance."

Ye Lian praised again, "Awesome".

"What's the use of being awesome?" Jian Xiqi also sighed: "In this factory, there are some data, and even some things, if you can see them, what's the use? Isn't it because you can't do anything? Is it right or wrong? It's not the other person who has the final say? "

"What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting, just lamenting some unfair things in the factory."

"What's unfair?"

"If you don't say this, it will be in vain."

……

Jian Xiqi was busy working on the computer again.

Ye Lian felt as if she had been bitten by a fly and felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

Ye Lian always felt that Jian Xiqi meant something in her words.

Who is Jian Xiqi talking about?

"Isn't it others who have the final say?"

This factory is managed by Cao Xueqian and has the final say. Is she saying that Cao Xueqian is unfair? What's unfair about it?

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Entering July, the sky is dark in the stock market.

Groups, various groups.

QQ group, WeChat group.

Owner group, classmate group, parent group, investment group, stock group...

No matter what kind of group, the most popular topic is stocks.

However, the atmosphere is completely different from before.

In the past, everyone was in high spirits during discussions and forgot about everything.

The contents of everyone’s hot chats are generally:

My account has reached a new high!

I have two daily limit today!

If anyone recommends a stock to me, I will increase my position!

Cover it up! Waiting to take off, waiting to eat big meat!

……

But now, no matter which group, when talking about stocks, there are sighs and complaints.

The content of the chat is roughly as follows:

I fell to death! When will the decline stop? !

Ruined! This is a huge leap! what to do? I don’t have any money to eat pickled vegetables and rice porridge!

So sorry! I made so much money but didn’t pay it out, and now I’ve lost a lot of my principal!

Alas, I thought I got the bottom of the bargain, but ended up getting halfway up the mountain!

I thought I had fallen into hell, but it turns out there is still hell below hell!

……

A group of stock investors are like a group of gamblers. They were jealous when they made money, and now when they lose money, they are full of regrets and complaints.

The stock market is really like a witch, playing tricks on every investor with her sinister laughter.

It is a master fisherman, constantly throwing out irresistible bait to lure investors into the market one by one;

It is also a master of setting up traps, constantly playing the "crying wolf" game with investors, causing investors to go crazy, lose their judgment, and not beware of the real coming wolf.

From late May to mid-June, the market fell sharply several times, and then quickly pulled up until it rose sharply, making those who successfully bought the bottom laugh wildly and those who were timid and did not dare to buy the bottom regretted it.

After playing like this several times, everyone believes that the bull market is still there, and the big drop is just a turning back of the bulls. More and more people dare to buy the bottom and add positions, and are reluctant to sell their stocks. field.

This is the demonic nature of the stock market and the greed of human nature.

The results of it?

It’s just that the stock investors were beaten violently one by one! Some of them got out of the stock market in turmoil, and some of them were beaten to death and still persisted.

Starting from one day in mid-June, the stock market began to decline.

Big drop! Plunge! Limit down! Thousands of shares hit the limit!

Liquidation! Cut the meat! Blood loss! Chinese chives! Cut in half! is the most common word.

In short, the stock market is littered with corpses, rivers of blood, and ghosts crying and wolves howling.

There are also various jokes on the Internet that make people want to cry.

For example, paragraph one:

I heard that a friend of a friend became a millionaire by trading in the stock market. I was so impressed that I went to ask for advice on the secrets of stock trading, only to find out that that person turned out to be a multimillionaire.

Another example is joke two:

A man told a friend that he made hundreds of thousands by recommending stocks to others. The friend was surprised and said that it was so amazing. What stock did he recommend that rose so much? That person said that the stock did not rise, but fell to the limit. His leg was broken by someone else, and he was compensated hundreds of thousands.

And joke three:

I just closed the transaction interface and left the room to sit at the dining table to eat with my family. Seeing me looking downcast and hopeless, my parents asked me anxiously: My child, have you taken drugs recently? I hesitated for a moment, then gritted my teeth and said: Yes. The parents breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: That's good, we thought you were trading in stocks.

……

In addition to jokes, there are also many distressing limericks.

For example, limerick one:

When are spring flowers and autumn moon? How much do you know about the limit?

There was another strong wind in Xiaolou last night, and the stock price could not bear to return to the low position...

For example, limerick 2:

I don't realize it when I'm stuck, I hear it cut everywhere.

How many retail investors will die if the keyboard sounds at night?

For example, limerick three:

After a few years of stock trading, I lost money first on my car, then on my house. Even if there was a daily limit, I didn’t know it. I was stupid and lost all my money...

……

There are also many jingles: if you give it a try, your Audi will turn into a motorcycle; if you take a gamble, your trousers will turn into underwear...

At first glance, it sounds funny, but after a while, it turns out to be sad and sad.

……

In short, after mid-June, the stock market became a place of sadness and despair for investors.

As a result, many people hug each other in various groups to keep warm and heal each other's wounds, regardless of whether they are trading or taking a break, day or night.

These investors, apart from talking about stocks, seem to have lost their souls.

Ye Lian is also a very sad stock investor who loses his soul from time to time.

She was so determined to cover the stock that she was reluctant to sell.

The day before the crash, she had already earned 50,000 to 60,000 yuan. She was so confident that the stock market would not fall but would only rise.

As a result, the plummeting stock market was like a whirlwind, sweeping away all the profits she had slowly accumulated in a few days.

When she saw that the profits in her account decreased rapidly and finally came to nothing, she felt indescribably uncomfortable.

That was not only her profit, but also her expectation and fantasy.

Now, everything is shattered and flies away like soap bubbles.

Ye Lian was unwilling to give in. She felt that the stock market had fallen so much in a short period of time and it was time to rise. It was time to return the profits she had made back to her.

Ye Lian, like thousands of other investors, stubbornly refused to leave the market.

and then?

The stock market is still wielding a scythe, mercilessly cutting up her little leek.

Ye Lian quickly turned from profit to loss, and the loss continued to increase, turning it into a deep lock-up.

Ye Lian was frustrated and regretful.

Therefore, she seeks comfort in the group from time to time. Because only investors can understand the pain of investors.

No, that night, people started to bubble up again in Ye Lian's high school classmate group, and then more and more people responded.

The topic of chat is still stocks.

A said that he had lost so much that he cried all his tears.

B said he didn’t want to sleep at night and wanted to go to the rooftop.

C said that I also want to go to the rooftop, but there must be a seat on the rooftop. The rooftop is very tight now, and I have to buy tickets first to go there. I don’t have money to buy tickets.

B said it’s so difficult to get to the rooftop, so just give me a belt.

D said you still dare to cry, but I don’t even dare to cry. I don’t have the shame to see my wife now, so I have to hide in the toilet every day.

E said that if I pretended to be dead, I would die for thousands of years.

D smiled bitterly and said, do you think you are a god and can be resurrected after thousands of years?

F come out and shout, don't cry and look sad, what's the big deal? Leave it there and leave it to your grandson as a legacy when you grow old. In the future, I can tell my grandson my glorious story: Grandson, I remember back then, when the stock market collapsed, my grandfather just lay there motionless!

A tease F, you still know how to make it up, and a miserable stock investor was made into a tough guy image by you.

……

Ye Lian watched them chatting quietly, wanting to cry and laugh at the same time.