If you cheat, money will follow

Although, according to the company's regulations, the profits generated from the transactions under Chang Le's supervision will not be distributed to them, but for this group of new employees in the trading department, being able to personally participate and experience the futures market is like making waves. Extreme trading is a rare experience in itself.

What's more, there are no dividends, but there are still generous bonuses.

More importantly, under the leadership of the boss, a profit of 1% can be achieved in one day. How much profit can be made in two days, three days, one week, one month... in the future?

The answer is self-evident.

Leda Investment will definitely make money and prosper day by day. As one of them, you will definitely have a brilliant money career.

Gu Jiahui is much older and his mood is relatively stable, but he still has an uncontrollable surge in his heart.

After this time, he completely understood what his boss said.

What is mindless trading?

Such a transaction that completely deviates from any current theory, but accurately cuts into the market trend, is a mindless transaction.

Traders do not need to think subjectively at all, they only need to do it. Thinking will delay the opportunity.

He secretly decided to review it carefully when he was energetic, hoping to learn something from it, and only a little bit would be used throughout his life.

"Then the question is, can I learn?" Gu Jiahui is different from the traders in the department. He thinks further.

"Lao Gu, you are also an old market participant. Can you understand the boss's trading rules?" Zeng Xi asked Gu Jiahui

"Mr. Zeng, you think too highly of me. If I could understand, I wouldn't be who I am now. The boss's trading rules are completely out of control, as if the sky is unconstrained." Gu Jiahui smiled.

"Then do you think the boss's trading methods rely on intuition?" Zeng Xi asked

"Mr. Zeng, this is impossible. Intuition is not reliable. It can be considered intuition once, twice or even three times. But how many times did the boss adjust it early this morning?"

"..."

"I guess it has something to do with market sentiment." Gu Jiahui said

"Market sentiment?" Zeng Xi said

"Yes. After all, the market is participated by people. One person has trading emotions, and a group of people has more trading emotions. When these people participate in the market, they will inevitably bring emotions to the market." Gu Jiahui continued:

“It’s just that there are too many people participating in market transactions, and various emotions of joy, anger, sorrow and joy are intertwined, making it difficult to establish a model analysis simply and intuitively.”

"However, the academic community has reached a consensus that market sentiment exists objectively. Some people are trying to study it and find the objective laws."

"Emotions can also form calculations and patterns?" Zeng Xi was surprised

"I don't quite understand it either. Maybe I want to work backwards and use market trends to infer market sentiment. Personally, I think it's very difficult, and building a theoretical system is not something we can do."

"After all, personal emotions can change dynamically and cannot be predicted, let alone hundreds of thousands, millions, or tens of millions of traders?"

"Then how did the boss do it? This one night's transaction completely overturned the concept I had established for a long time, and the impact was quite big." Zeng Xi said

"Well...it can only be attributed to talent. Just like Buffett, his contemporaries have collapsed, but he has survived to this day, and he is still living more and more nourishingly."

"When interviewed by reporters, Buffett repeatedly emphasized that it is a value investment that grows with the company."

"This is certainly a very important reason, but he must have other reasons, and this reason is the key to his success. But if he doesn't say it, others don't know," Gu Jiahui explained.

"It makes sense. I just hope that the boss has established his own trading rules instead of just relying on intuition." Zeng Xi said

"In this regard, Mr. Zeng should be able to rest assured. Simply relying on intuition will definitely not make this step possible. It is possible to rely on intuition to succeed once, but the probability of success again and again is zero." Gu Jiahui said

Chang Le left the company in his S65AMG and drove on the empty Jingjiang Avenue. The low roar of the 12-cylinder engine echoed on the avenue.

A few will-o'-the-wisp boys, or spirited boys, or street runners, gathered in a group, leaning on the railings of the river bridge, smoking in the cold wind.

Even if I am penniless, have nothing to do, and are bored, I still don’t want to go home.

They can't find or haven't found a spiritual anchor yet. Only the yellow hair, green hat, and white hair on the head are so distinctive that even the night can't hide their light.

"Fuck...look, S65AMG!"

"where?"

"You're blind, right there."

"Damn, it's really true. It's so beautiful. Listen to this thick fart sound. It has at least 8 cylinders."

"You know what the heck, I once drove an eight-cylinder car. Does an eight-cylinder car have this effect? ​​It's definitely a 12-cylinder car. I saw it."

"Geez, you're so rich, why are you running around so late at night?"

"I guess he just came back from Wenhua Road, or he was rushing to another venue."

"Hey, Wenhua Road is so desirable."

"Nima, when I get rich, I must go to Wenhua Road to have a good time."

"You're worthless. If you're rich, why bother going to Wenhua Road? I'll look for you on Jingjiang Avenue."

…………

The next day, Chang Le did not go to class.

It's not that I didn't want to go, but I didn't even wake up because of the alarm clock, so I lay in the hotel and fell asleep.

In classrooms.

"Students, a novel is to introduce fictional characters into a fictional action. Literary works come from real life, but they are not copies of real life..."

"Literary works are always virtual, and virtuality is one of the basic aesthetic characteristics of literature... Without virtuality, literature cannot be produced and exist."

"When you see familiar scenes, place names, and people's names in literary works, they have elements of reality, but they are indeed recreations and reprocessings based on reality, not reality. We must remember this."

"Okay, that's it for this class. There are still 5 minutes until the end of get out of class. We will start the roll call, and the students who are called will just say "arrive". If the students who are not present are called, I will record them and give them a warning for the first time. , the corresponding ordinary points will be deducted for the second time. Without ordinary points, unless your test scores are very good, it will be difficult to pass. Please tell each other."

"He Xiaomiao."

"To!"

"Xu Guangming."

"arrive."

"Zhang Yan."

"arrive."

"Zhang Yanhong."

"arrive."

"Lu Zhijian."

"arrive."

…………

Yang Haichuan, Huang Haibo, and Zhu Gang, who were sitting in the corner, discussed urgently and decided to sit separately to ensure that when the answers were given, the voices would not be concentrated in one place, but scattered in all corners of the classroom.

After all, the old professor was getting older, and it was a bit difficult to see with reading glasses, and he didn't even look up when the order was clicked.

So Huang Hai was on the left, Yang Haichuan was on the right, and Zhu Gang was in the middle, and they dispersed.

The three of them had just finished adjusting their seats and were about to arrive.

"Zhu Gang."

"arrive."

"Yang Haichuan."

"arrive."

…………

"Liu Xiaoguang."

"arrive."

"Huang Haibo."

"arrive."

"song……"

The old professor's phone rang, "Hello? It's me, are you looking for me? Okay, I understand, I'll go right away."

"Classmates, come here when you click. Seeing that there are so many people sitting in the classroom, they should all be here. I believe that everyone must be very eager to learn and will not miss the wonderful time of youth and beauty. I still have something to do. , get out of class is over!”

Yang Haichuan: "..."

Huang Haibo: "..."

Zhu Gang: "..."

The three of them looked at each other and said, "Wow, is this kid so lucky?"

"That's right, after ordering Qu Wei, it's Chang Le's turn."

"Consider him lucky."

In the afternoon, Chang Le came to class.

He yawned as he walked into the classroom.

He saw Huang Haibo and Zhu Gang, but not Yang Haichuan.

"Is this kid Yang Haichuan?" Chang Le sat down next to Huang Haibo and asked

"He, do you still remember the black girl from the School of Economics and Management we mentioned before?" Huang Haibo said

"Oh, I went on a date. How is it going?" Chang Le asked again

"I don't know. Every time I ask him, he says it can't be said or can't be said. However, judging from his triumphant expression, I guess he has gained a lot." Zhu Gang said

"At noon, he told us that the afternoon appointment was very important." Huang Haibo continued.

"Oh, I didn't come this morning. Did you call your name?" Chang Le asked

"Yes, but when I get to you soon, the old man answered a phone call and left." Huang Haibo said truthfully

"You are so lucky. The old professor said that for the first warning for absenteeism, the normal points will be deducted for the second time. If the normal points are deducted, you will basically prepare to make up the exam. The probability of passing by relying on the paper score is basically Zero." Zhu Gang said

"Hey, how can this be luck? I watch the sky at night and do some calculations with my fingers. It turns out that lucky people have their own destiny." Chang Le said

"cut……"

I have an English class in the afternoon.

The English teacher is a fashionably dressed young female teacher.

Wearing gold-rimmed glasses, black business attire, and a pair of stockings, he is about early 30s, which is a good age to start a business.

She quickly walked into the classroom with the lesson plan in hand, glanced around the audience, and couldn't help but frown:

"Why are there so few people today?"

Huang Haibo: "..."

Zhu Gang: "..."

Chang Le: "..."

classmates:"……"

The female teacher put the lesson plan on the podium and said:

"Now let's start the roll call. Before the roll call, I want to emphasize that I am a teacher. I have seen many substitute answers when I was studying. Please put away your inner Xiao Jiujiu..."

"The students whose names are called will stand up and let me take a look and get to know each other. Anyone who answers on behalf of others will be treated the same as the students who did not come - normal points will be deducted."

Huang Haibo: "..."

Zhu Gang: "..."

Chang Le: "..."

classmates:"……"

In a certain corner, Yang Haichuan was in a state of mutual support: "(???)"