Bo Ye's little ancestor has made a sensation in the world again

Chapter 110 Genius Stock God: The little ancestor is a super money printing machine!
The stock market in continent A is different from the empire, and there is no limit on the daily limit.

In other words, a stock can rise continuously, rising ten percent or ten percent non-stop.

However, even so, people have seen at most three daily limit rises in a row.

Today, the stock Xi Zuer chose actually went up by ten daily limits in a row!

My God, this is not just a grand occasion, this is the rhythm of getting rich, okay?

Who doesn't want to get rich?

Everyone gathered around, whether it was a big boss with a big belly, an old stockholder with shrewd eyes, or a gold medal stock broker in a suit and leather shoes, they all surrounded Xi Zuer enthusiastically:

"Little girl, why are you so powerful that you stepped on this bull's ass?"

"Beauty, please point me to a stock!"

"Goddess, help me see if I need to adjust my stock pool?"

Xi Zuer looked pale and did not answer, but directly told Wu Minghao: "I sold NA2173. Buy the mushroom NA1218 instead."

Fuck, such a profitable stock is actually sold, what kind of show is this?

There was a sound of regret from everyone.

Wu Minghao started the transaction with trembling hands.

The onlookers were also frightened.

When will one day blow up two bull stocks at the same time, it is not a monster stock...

Seeing that Xi Zuer bought a new stock, but the K-line did not move at all, neither rising nor falling, everyone's hearts seemed to be tense, and they were more nervous than her about the future trend of this stock.

"Buzzing..."

A series of dense vibrations of incoming calls almost broke everyone's tense heartstrings.

Xi Zuer glanced down at the blue-blooded emperor, and decisively cut off the call.

However, within a few seconds, Wu Minghao's cell phone rang harshly again.

Wu Minghao quickly imitated the example, and hung up the phone neatly.

It was the call from the English teacher Fang Yumei.

As a scumbag who skipped class, answering the phone at this time, isn't that courting death?

It must be playing dead.

But just a few seconds after pressing the phone, the head teacher Zhang Bin called again.

Damn, isn't Zhang Bin hospitalized to have his cancerous testicles cut off? Why call him?
This time before he had time to pick it up, he heard a series of violent exclamations around him:

"Damn it, it's up, it's up!"

"Fuck, the ten-second daily limit! What kind of monster stock is this!"

"The magic stock is right, this stock is even better than Xingyue Liquor just now..."

After the exclamation, the audience fell silent.

Everyone stared at the screen, silently counting the percentage increase.

ten percent.

20.00%.

……

110 percent.

120 percent.

……

At the close of trading in the morning, the second stock rose by twenty daily limits.

The 200 million that Xi Zuer earned from the last stock was invested in, and when it came out, after deducting transaction taxes and fees, it became 1300 million.

What the hell!

This is not just a stock god, this is a super money printing machine.

In the quiet trading hall, a series of wailing suddenly sounded: "Ah, oh, oh, I'm so blind or brain-dead, I didn't buy this demon stock just now, and patronized me to watch the fun..."

Everyone belatedly beat their chests and stamped their feet.

Xi Zuer looked at the numbers in the trading book, and said sadly: "It's too slow to make money by frying mushrooms... Why don't you dig out a few wine jars..."

Wu Minghao staggered: "..."

Feelings of more than 1000 million cash, in the eyes of the little ancestor, it is not worth mentioning at all.

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Qingcheng Middle School.

Donghai class.

Fang Yumei grabbed the phone with a gloomy face: "What, Zhang Bin, as the head teacher, you don't even answer calls from Xi Zuer? What the hell, is the school her home? Come and leave whenever you want? This kind of scumbag doesn't care. Teach her a lesson, does she not know what her last name is!"

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