After divorce, I can hear the voice of the future

Chapter 16 You support me?
"Second, or third?"

Lu Liang thought about it and suddenly laughed.

He has cleared his positions, with available funds of 2038 million in his securities account and a profit of nearly million.

Regardless of whether the dealer chooses the second or third option, there will definitely be another small market trend.

Because institutions still have hundreds of millions of funds in it, they will not dump the market before cashing out.

Lu Liang has a small family and a small business, so he can benefit from the big market trend. If he wants to run, he can get away quickly, so he won't lose money anyway.

After realizing this, he no longer hesitated and used half of his position, which was almost 1000 million.

Re-buy at the price of 30.98 yuan, helping the stock price to break through the 31 yuan mark again.

The time has come to two fifty.

No. 129 Huanghe Road is a place name in the eyes of the public, and it is also the location of the Southwest Securities Magic City Exchange.

But in the financial market, this is the name of an institution that controls several funds and manages more than 30 billion in assets.

"Who the hell is this?"

"Come in again? Are you really treating us as stepping stones?"

The fund manager of HP No. 12 was furious. He and No. 24 Banquan Road and No. Wenzheng Road.

Three fund managers joined forces and mobilized more than 6 million yuan to create a big market for Chinese Online.

However, when they were about to reap the fruits of victory, someone suddenly broke the moral code and left early.

Although ten or twenty million is not a lot, it disrupted their original plans and caused a sharp increase in costs.

After finally plugging the hole and getting the plan back on track, we never expected that the enemy would come back.

"Old Zheng? Or Old Zhou?"

He suspected that there was an insider, otherwise the timing of cashing out would not be so appropriate, as if their positions were being monitored.

On second thought, it is unlikely that there is a traitor. After all, it is only 6 or million, and their total investment is more than million.

If we fail to get out in time, it may cause market panic and lead to a stampede of selling, and all 6 million yuan of funds may be trapped.

There is no way they don't understand.

"Damn vultures."

After eliminating all possibilities, the culprit has been revealed.

Retail investors with large funds in the stock market can also be called big investors, but they are generally called vultures.

He usually follows them around and eats leftovers, but now he has taken the first bite of fresh meat and is still not satisfied.

At the same time, he received calls from No. 12 Banquan Road and No. 24 Wenzheng Road. Their guesses were basically the same, and they no longer suspected each other.

"What should we do?" asked No. 12.

"Ship it now? Stifle him inside?" No. 24 suggested.

No. 129 was filled with anger, but could only shake his head: "Whatever, the plan remains the same."

He was very angry but there was nothing he could do. The other party had sold goods once, and the money he used to buy this time was even less, probably less than 10 million.

It is impossible for them to change their plan because of the other party. They can only raise the stock price later to make up for this loss.

"Each company should invest another 2000 million yuan to raise the share price to over 40 yuan..."

……

At 3:00 p.m., the stock market closed. The fate-changing final trading day that countless retail investors had been expecting did not happen.

China Online, with a share price of 31.30 yuan, ended today's trading with a drop of -1.55%.

"Is it the second one?" Lu Liang said to himself.

If nothing unexpected happens, the market will either open lower or fall tomorrow, then make up for the loss next week and end the trend.

He was a little disappointed. The institutions there were obviously not as bold as the one at Baofeng Technology.

If the stock price rises violently in the late trading, or reaches the ceiling and floor, it will definitely become the second "Storm".

Obviously, they don't have the courage to do so, probably because they are afraid of being invited to have tea with the CSRC.

Lu Liang organized his notes, walked out of the study, and smelled the sweet scent of bread.

There were several plates of freshly baked pastries on the table.

"I guessed you were coming out soon." Zhang Qian walked to the water bar and asked with a smile: "Tea, coffee, or drinks?"

"Coffee, please." Lu Liang walked behind her, hugged her waist and kissed her cheek: "You really know everything."

"A man's heart or a man's stomach, you have to keep one of them."

"Why do I feel like you've kept both of me?" "It would be great if that were true."

Zhang Qian smiled and handed the coffee to Lu Liang: "My vacation is over, and I have to go back to work tonight."

"So soon? Aren't you staying a few more days?"

Lu Liang was a little reluctant. He was a little uncomfortable with being alone after being well fed and well fed for the past few days.

"If I don't go to work, will you support me?" Zhang Qian joked.

"Just raise it. It's not like we can't afford it."

Lu Liang was very serious. He had really thought about this issue. It would only cost an extra 70,000 or 80,000 yuan per month, and he didn't need that little money right now.

"Forget it, let's leave this kind of talk to the young girls."

Zhang Qian smiled, with a hint of tenderness in her eyes.

She knew her situation very well. If she were a few years younger, she might have agreed, but that was impossible now.

"Young girls are not as attractive as you." Lu Liang stopped persuading her. It would be nice to be a long-term running partner.

"What about Lili?" Zhang Qian said with a playful smile.

Last night, Lu Liang accidentally turned on the speaker and she recognized it as Li Manli's voice. The little girl kept asking "When will my brother come back?" and her voice was so sweet.

"She's fine, and so are you."

Lu Liang was serious and did not make any further excuses.

"Men." Zhang Qian glared, shook her head and sighed.

Suddenly her cell phone rang, and when she answered the call her expression suddenly changed: "Brother Liang, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

Lu Liang restrained his smile and said, "Do you need help?"

He saw the caller ID: Teacher Lin.

After spending these few days together, Lu Liang also learned that Zhang Qian has a daughter who is 7 years old and in the first grade.

If she hadn't told him, Lu Liang really wouldn't have realized that Zhang Qian already had a 7-year-old daughter.

Zhang Qian hesitated for a moment: "If you are not busy, I may trouble you."

"Let's talk while we walk over there." Lu Liang picked up the car keys and followed Zhang Qian out.

Zhang Qian nodded: "Let's go to the attached primary school first."

Her mother usually helps take care of the child at home. The teacher just called. Her mother accidentally fell when picking up her child from school and has been sent to the hospital.

The situation was urgent at the time and there was no time to take care of Zhang Yun, so she stayed in school.

Along the way, Zhang Qian was on the phone, asking about the patient's condition and she would be there soon.

Lu Liang also stepped on the accelerator, as if he had run a red light.

At the entrance of the attached primary school, there was a little girl with delicate looks, who looked somewhat like Zhang Qian, standing timidly next to the teacher.

Zhang Qian got off the car. When the girl saw her, she immediately rushed up to her and hugged her legs, her face full of tears: "Mom, is grandma okay?"

"Don't cry, little darling. Grandma is fine. We will go to the hospital to see her now."

Zhang Qian thanked the teacher again. She had just talked to the hospital on the phone and luckily it was only a fractured bone, which made her feel relieved.

The teacher waved his hands quickly: "You're welcome, go to the hospital immediately."

Zhang Qian got in the car with her daughter Zhang Yun.

Before she could speak, Lu Liang asked, "Which hospital?"

"In the city's No. 3." Zhang Qian pulled Zhang Yun and said, "Little darling, call Uncle Lu."

"Uncle Lu, hello, my name is Zhang Yun. I’m seven years old and I’m in the next grade." Zhang Yun looked well-behaved.

"Be good, don't cry." Lu Liang touched her little head and said softly, "We came in a hurry. It's hard to prepare a gift for our first meeting. Can uncle take you to buy it later?"

The little girl opened her eyes wide, with mist in them: "Uncle Lu, are you my mother's boyfriend?"

"Little darling." Zhang Qian shouted sternly.

"Is not it?"

Lu Liang glared at her, then said in a friendly tone: "Uncle Lu is your mother's boyfriend. Next time she says something bad about you, just tell Uncle Lu quietly. Uncle Lu should talk to her."

"Lu Liang!" Zhang Qian was both embarrassed and angry.

"Really?" The little girl's eyes lit up and she obviously wanted to ask something, but Zhang Qian covered her mouth.

(End of this chapter)