I'm in the county town, and you say I'm a big shot?

Chapter 37: IQ over 150 Stupid Group

It was almost the end of June, and there was nothing urgent at work. Fang Qingye went to work leisurely all day. Apart from doing some work, he spent most of his time secretly doing his own things.

He has basically completed the mathematical model of the relationship between stock market prices and theoretical prices that Dongguan Mei arranged, and is now evaluating the model, but there is no rush.

In the past two days, he has focused his attention on the Yanjing Tourism stock. According to his memory, there are less than two months left before the Olympic Games, and this stock is about to start.

Although Longping High-Tech made a huge profit as expected last time, it entered the market a little early, and the stock fell for three consecutive days before it started to rise. For this reason, it made a bet with Jiang Chen and made the other party suffer heavy losses. Until now, this guy has ignored it.

Anyway, I'm a bit bored at work. I can't be like the young lady Cao Ting across the street, chatting on QQ every day, and talking non-stop without knowing how many netizens I have.

Fang Qingye opened Flush, looked at the market for a while, and then looked at the K-line chart of individual stocks. He found that Yanjing Tourism's daily KDJ, weekly KDJ, and monthly KDJ all formed a golden cross at a low price, which was a signal that the stock was about to start.

Of course, it is not necessarily the case. A comprehensive assessment is also needed based on indicators such as the market trend and the trading volume of individual stocks.

Fang Qingye looked at it for a while and decided to buy it. However, he didn't plan to do it now. He would wait until he got home in the evening to avoid Liu Meili seeing it and scolding him again.

Recently, whenever Liu Meili sees him reading news about stocks, she brings up the story of Sun Jiaming jumping off a building after stock speculation, so that Fang Qingye can learn from it, which sometimes makes him feel embarrassed.

This is how the workplace is, especially in small units, there are always some overly enthusiastic older sisters.

After returning home and having dinner in the evening, Fang Qingye made tea, turned on the computer, and looked at the market stocks. The closing price of Yanjing Tourism today was 12.1 yuan.

The total profit last time was about 110 million. I paid 10 for the car myself. Including the salary I received, I still have more than 100 million in the account.

Fang Qingye is ready to go all in.

I bought 833 lots at one go, placed them at a price of 12.0 yuan, and waited for trading tomorrow. Now there is only more than 600 yuan left in my account.

That’s enough. The salary will be paid in a few days anyway.

After completing all these operations, Fang Qingye debugged and evaluated the model for the final time, and then logged into QQ.

The Dongguan girl's sailor suit avatar kept flashing. Fang Qingye usually didn't bother to pay attention to it unless there was something important, like today, when he clicked on her avatar.

He automatically ignored a bunch of childish messages and typed directly.

"Are you there?"

"Yes." The other party replied immediately.

"My heart beats faster because of your presence, and I am fascinated by everything about you."

The other party sent another immature message, and Fang Qingye was so confused that he immediately typed back: "Have a good chat! Otherwise, I'm going offline!"

"OK!" The other person sent an emoji, then typed, "Husband, have you bought a tour to Yanjing?"

"I bought it." Fang Qingye told the truth.

"My husband really listens to his wife, yeah!"

Seeing the other party falling into narcissism again, Fang Qingye smiled.

Whether I buy Yanjing Travel or not has nothing to do with you.

However, Fang Qingye was too lazy to reply, otherwise the other party would have sent him a long and confusing message.

Thinking that his digital model had already been built, Fang Qingye replied: "I have already built the digital model, would you like to take a look?"

"Wow, so fast? My husband is awesome!"

Followed by several big exclamation marks.

Fang Qingye ignored her and sent his document to the other party. After a long while, the Dongguan girl typed it over.

"OK, I'll take it! My husband used the points model I mentioned? That's really good, haha."

Seeing another bunch of smiling faces, Fang Qingye typed two words without hesitation.

"Make money!"

"Don't worry, how could I owe my husband anything? I'll add you to a group first." The other party said, and quickly sent a group number. Fang Qingye was curious and searched for the group number on QQ. The name was surprisingly childish: IQ 150 and above group.

What the hell!

Why don't you have an IQ of 250?
Fang Qingye complained, but still applied to join. His application was quickly approved, and after Fang Qingye joined the group, he looked at the number of people in it. Not many, only 15 including him.

"Welcome new member, Donghai Swordsman has joined, let's throw flowers." The Dongguan girl sent a message in the group and someone responded immediately.

"Welcome newcomers! Our team is getting even stronger. But, have you taken your IQ test? Is it 150?"

He would eat seven and a half bowls in one meal: "Male? Female? Shemale?"

Listen to men's lies: Newcomers report their measurements or post nude photos, choose one
Looking at this childish QQ name and words, Fang Qingye was stunned. Did this guy join a stupid group?

The Dongguan girl came out to rescue in time.

"Don't scare my husband, he's very shy."

Shy sister.
Fang Qingye was about to curse, but unexpectedly received another series of news.

"What? He's your husband? Ah, my pure little heart is deeply hurt."

"I want to fight him in single combat! In the name of Hestia!"

Oops
I didn’t realize that this girl from Dongguan is quite popular. Are all the people in this group her fans?
But there are too few people, only 13.

The Dongguan girl seemed to ignore these words and instead @方青叶.

"My husband, let me introduce them to you."

"So handsome he drags down the internet speed: Master's student at Renmin University School of Finance, third year of graduate school, graduating soon."

"I eat seven and a half bowls of rice in one meal": A master's student at the MIT Schwarzman School of Computer Science, this year in his first year of graduate school, majoring in software programming.

"Listen to the man's lies: a doctorate in Information and Computing Science from Yenching University, a beautiful woman."

Fang Qingye was secretly surprised when he heard the Dongguan girls' introductions one by one.

If what the Dongguan girl said was true, then they were a group of people with high IQs. Each of them was a master's or doctoral graduate from a prestigious university. Compared to herself, who had an undergraduate degree from a 211 university in Shanghai, their level was much lower.

After the Dongguan girl finished introducing herself one by one, someone in the group @ her.

"Beautiful girl, who is this East Sea Swordsman? What makes him worthy of being your husband?!"

"Don't worry, I'll introduce you now." The Dongguan girl typed quickly and sent a smiley face.

"Donghai Swordsman, graduated from Shencai Finance, now works at a bank in Su Province."

"Are you sure you're in Jiangsu Province? Why don't you go to an investment bank in Shanghai?" Someone immediately typed a question.

"What can he do as an undergraduate in Shanghai?" The contempt was evident in his words.

Fang Qingye looked at the person who sent the message: Q name: Eats seven and a half bowls of rice in one meal, and he is a master's student at the MIT Schwarzman School of Computer Science.

Before he could reply, the Dongguan girl quickly called: "Qi Wan Ban, don't underestimate my husband. The mathematical model I mentioned last time about the relationship between stock market prices and theoretical prices was built in less than a month."

Ah?
She defends me?

Fang Qingye was a little surprised.

At this time, the man who ate seven and a half bowls of rice in one meal sent a message on the public screen: "It took a month? This is beyond my expectation. I thought it would only take three days."

This guy really looks down on people.

Fang Qingye thought to himself.

(End of this chapter)