I'm such a lovesick person.

Chapter 41 Two Stocks
An unexpected picture suddenly flashed up, and the five enhancement items above the progress bar disappeared in an instant.

A line of small characters appeared and then disappeared in an instant.

"Tongxin Technology."

"Meijia Medicine."

Wei Lin, who had been staring at the progress bar, saw it clearly and blurted it out.

"stock!"

He instantly understood what the so-called short-term opportunity to make money meant.

Stocks - the only legal gambling market in the country where you can make money in the short term, or lose everything!

"How long is the short term? It should be... credible, right?"

Wei Lin turned on the computer on his desktop and immediately collected information about the two listed companies. He paid attention to their recent stock trends and found that there was nothing abnormal in the ups and downs.

Half an hour passed, and Wei Lin did not find any official or gossip information about these two stocks having risen sharply in the recent period.

"Since the love value appeared, there have been no errors so far. It should be worthy of trust."

"It's worth a gamble!"

Wei Lin made a decision quickly.

He opened the bank card and stock account on his phone and squinted his eyes in thought.

The money he has is spread across bank fixed-term financial products, funds and stocks, and a portion of current accounts.

The fixed-term financial management, funds and bank current accounts were all left by the old man, and he would not use them easily.

I move, but it’s also for Xinlin.

In his stock account, there are eight stocks that have not been moved for a long time. Each of them is held for at least two years, and the longest one has been held since college.

——The more than two million in the stock account are his New Year’s money over the years, as well as some of the savings accumulated by Teacher Wang.

Over the years, he made his fortune from 400,000 to over 2 million, and sometimes he would feel a little proud.

But before today, he had never played short-term trading, let alone mid-term trading.

He is always optimistic about a company, and after detailed analysis and consideration, he accompanies the growth of that listed company and rarely chooses to abandon it midway.

The eight companies he chose had their ups and downs, which might cause him to lose money one year and make him a lot of money another year.

There are few people with stable emotions in this market, and he happens to be one of them. He does not care about temporary fluctuations, but is willing to endure a long period of hardship and wait.

Because of this, he made good profits in the stock market.

"Before I got the hint, I never touched short-term trading, but now that I have the clear hint, then..."

Wei Lin withdrew 87 yuan from the bank's current account and purchased Tongxin Technology and Meijia Pharmaceutical respectively, even preparing for losses.

After pondering for a moment, he felt at least 70% to 80% sure that he could make money through these two stocks.

So, he called Zhao Yuanqing and said, "Yuanqing, there are two stocks I'm optimistic about. Are you interested in investing some of your spare money in them?"

"Okay, which two?"

As expected of a good brother, Zhao Yuanqing didn't question his ability at all. He just asked, "When do you buy? When do you sell?"

"Tongxin Technology and Meijia Pharmaceutical. Buy them now, and I'll tell you when I sell them." Wei Lin carefully instructed: "Do less, just treat it as a pastime, don't get too involved!"

"Okay, I'll go buy some."

The wealthy Zhao Yuanqing didn't take it seriously at all.

……

"Possessing super meditation abilities."

After finishing the first option, Wei Lin sat upright in his office chair, trying to clear his mind and empty his mind.

He had experience with successful meditation.

However, every time he meditated in the past, it took him a lot of time to get into the state.

If one did not sleep well the day before or drank too much the day before, he would not be able to meditate successfully no matter how hard he tried.

This time it's obviously different!

When he cleared his mind of all distracting thoughts, he entered a meditative state almost immediately. His mind was blank and empty, and he even forgot about the star that seemed to be hanging in the sky.

Ten minutes later, he was woken up by a harassing phone call.

The moment he opened his eyes, Wei Lin felt like he had caught up on some sleep. He felt refreshed, his mind became clear, and it seemed that he could concentrate on his work immediately.

"Wonderful!"

Before, he had great difficulty entering a meditative state. After a few minutes or ten minutes, he would come out of meditation, and his mental state would only be slightly improved.

I have never felt as full of energy and relaxed as I do today.

"I feel inner peace, no more anxiety, increased concentration, and a clear mind. Isn't this what true meditation is?"

"If I could quickly enter a meditative state whenever I'm mentally fatigued and quickly regain my energy, my work efficiency would be greatly improved!"

"Exercise strengthens the body, meditation strengthens the mind. When the two are combined, what potential will this body unleash?"

Wei Lin sat up straight.

While his mind was clear, he was thinking about the cooperation between Xinlin and Fenglin, and what actions Tang Qiang would take.

In the afternoon, Wei Lin received a message from the young coach: "He will come to class at 7 o'clock."

"Great! I'll be there on time at 7 o'clock!"

Wei Lin called An Xin and briefly explained what had happened and what he needed An Xin's cooperation with.

"Brother! As chivalrous men, we should draw our swords and help those in need when we see injustice!"

After hearing this, An Xin seemed even more indignant and excited than him: "Don't worry, I won't do anything today and will wait for you in the gym!"

In the afternoon, Wei Lin went to Huamu, Zhijie and Tianzhong as usual.

He noticed that his three counterparts had already started working on Fenglin's orders in an orderly manner, and the quality of the goods they had manufactured was also up to standard, which made him secretly relieved.

Around six o'clock, he went home, took a shower, meditated for a while, and took An Xin with him.

"Have you told your coach?" Wei Lin expressed satisfaction at the chubby kid in his brand new Under Armour sportswear, praising him, "Finally, you've got some proper workout clothes."

"Looks good, right?" An Xin said smugly, "Sister Xiaorou also said it looks good. This brand really sets off my muscles! Don't worry, brother. I'll do whatever you do today!"

"Fuck that old pervert!"

While speaking, the little fat boy also showed his arms.

……

a quarter to seven.

Wei Lin, who came with An Xin, stretched twice casually and waited in the area outside the gym entrance.

The little fat boy was like a belligerent little rooster, fiddling with dumbbells, showing off his big, thick arms with more fat than muscle, and darting his little eyes around.

"Boss Wei, what on earth do you want to do?"

Yu Xiaorou looked helpless and said, "Boss An said last night that he would practice whatever you practice today. So what exactly are you going to practice?"

"I don't know yet, but I'll know in a while." Seeing more and more people in the gym, Wei Lin smiled brightly: "It's so lively, I love lively places the most."

He Jingxuan, who was standing by, had beads of sweat on her forehead and asked nervously in a low voice, "Is everything okay?"

"Don't worry, sister. I only need one word to do things." Wei Lin said with a smile.

"stable!"

The little fat boy, who was familiar with his catchphrase, spoke in unison with him.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

"Mr. Liao, you're here?"

At this time, Zhao Jie at the door finally waited for the distinguished guest to come and greeted him happily.

The man was about 1.72 meters tall and in his forties. He was wearing a new training suit and a pair of black-framed glasses, and looked very gentle.

He obviously has a lot of training experience.

His shoulders, arms, and pectoral muscles were faintly visible under the thin training clothes, not looking like he was completely powerless.

"What should I practice today?"

When Liao Haibo came in and saw He Jingxuan nearby, he frowned and said, "The level of the coaches here is uneven. I didn't feel anything when I trained my back yesterday."

"Practice again today!"

He looked like he was still angry.

He Jingxuan, who was ridiculed, remained silent. She had originally intended to persuade Wei Lin not to go too far, but now she became excited.

"Okay, then continue practicing your back."

Zhao Jie, who was also his coach, saw that he was obviously still angry, so she did not dare to disobey him and obediently led him to a high pull-down machine.

Wei Lin smiled slightly and followed immediately.

"Little brother, can you please insert two people so we can practice together?"

In front of another high-pulldown machine next to it, he smiled at a college student and said, "We're planning to practice this too. Do you mind?"

Seeing An Xin and two female coaches rushing over with a smile, the college student was confused: "Okay, okay."

"You go first, and when you have a rest, we'll take over."

Wei Lin was polite.

There are really a lot of people in the gym around seven o'clock. Many machines are occupied by people, and some machines are even surrounded by two or three people.

But on Wei Lin's side, there were seven people at the same time at two high pull-down machines next to each other.

During the break between groups, Wei Lin, who was making room for An Xin and the college students, always touched Liao Haibo on the other side intentionally or unintentionally.

Once, twice, Liao Haibo didn't take it seriously.

After many times.

Wei Lin saw that Liao Haibo seemed to have finally come to his senses, but he did not get angry immediately. Instead, he found an angle that the camera could not reach and hit Liao Haibo hard.

He is facing the camera.

When his back touched Liao Haibo, he pinched the old greasy man's butt hard with the hand behind his back.

"what are you doing?!"

Liao Haibo suddenly screamed like a frightened young wife.

His eyes were filled with fear. He looked at Wei Lin as if he were a pervert, and said with fear and disgust, "Why are you pinching me?"

In the crowded gym, countless eyes were instantly focused on it.

Wei Lin finally laughed, thinking to himself, "To deal with a greasy old pervert like you, you have to be really cruel and perverted!"

"Which eye of yours saw me pinching you?!" Wei Lin's roar was even more terrifying and louder than Liao Haibo's scream. He wished he could attract everyone over.

He pointed at Liao Haibo's nose and cursed, "There are seven of us crammed together here exercising. We can't even move. What's wrong with me touching you?"

"There were fewer people around yesterday morning, and you did touch someone else, too. Why didn't you say anything yesterday?"

"Fuck you! How dare you say I pinched you? Do you think I'm you?!"

Wei Lin's output was crazy.

He Jingxuan's face and eyes were filled with uncontrollable smiles.

Even her shoulders were shaking.

"happy!"

The young coach yelled in his heart.

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　Lao Ni has been writing about fighting and killing all his life. It’s rare for him to write about a city to change things up. I hope everyone can still read it.

　　Please read~~~
　　
　
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