I lost my vegetative state, and I became the richest man in the world

Chapter 13 It's like picking up money!
At this time, there is still half an hour before the end of today's Xiangjiang stock market trading.

From Yang Ming's point of view, this half hour is almost garbage trading time, basically preparing for tomorrow's stock market.

Yang Ming's profit just now was just a test for him to enter the stock market, but he did not expect that the profit exceeded 85%, as he expected.

It means that at this time, Yang Ming's principal is nearly 2800 million Hong Kong dollars.

From the perspective of account manager Kaila and trader Auman, this is already very remarkable.

Li Yufang also felt that her son would accept it as soon as he was good. After all, what Yang Ming earned in one day was wealth that many people would never earn in a lifetime.

Auman suggested from the side: "Mr. Yang, I suggest you buy some stocks now and sell them tomorrow."

Because Xiangjiang stock market trading is a t+0 trading method, during the stock market trading period, you can buy at any time and sell at any time. Many investors buy on the same day and sell on the same day.

Of course, there are also some investors who buy before the end of stock market trading to prepare for tomorrow's stock market trading.

Yang Ming said, "Mr. Auman, I'll come back tomorrow morning."

When Yang Ming was about to leave, Kaila and Auman sent Yang Ming out in person.

At this time, Yang Ming, a young man in a wheelchair and wearing sunglasses, looked a little mysterious to the two of them.

When Yang Ming and his parents came to the car.

Along the way, Li Yufang was still shocked when she remembered the stock market trading today, even a little thrilling.

However, she found that her son had always looked very calm.

"Peter, are you really going into the stock market again tomorrow?"

"Mommy, the stock market is like picking up money for me. Of course it's coming. And, for my business, if I don't have more funds, of course it won't work."

. . .

Yang Jirong drove his son Yang Ming back to the community, and he went back to Honghui Electric Fan Company first.

Ah Zhu, who had been upstairs all the time, saw the young master and Mrs. Yang finally came back, so she hurried out to help push Yang Ming in.

Yang Ming entered his room.

"Master, let me get you a glass of water."

Yang Ming sat in the wheelchair and looked out the window.

For him today, there is nothing on the surface, but he is still a little excited inside.

After all, he used to take a lot of risks to make a lot of money, but now he can make a lot of money lying down, I'm afraid there is nothing easier than this.

"Ah Zhu, I'll go shopping for vegetables later, or buy a few newspapers and come back."

"Yes, sir."

Ah Zhu and Li Yufang went shopping for vegetables.

After six o'clock in the evening, Ah Zhu brought back some newspapers of today.

Among them, Yang Ming flipped through the reports on the financial section of the Evening News of "Xiangjiang Commercial Daily", which included reports on today's Hong Kong stock market transactions and forecasts for tomorrow's Hong Kong stock market.

Yang Ming directly saw the ups and downs of those stocks in the stock market tomorrow.

And which stock is mentioned above, will rise tomorrow, and how many points will it rise.

Yang Ming just needs to take a pen and write it down on paper.

It was past seven o'clock that night.

Yang Jirong came back to have dinner together.

After dinner, Yang Ming went back to his room first.

Take a night off.

Early the next day.

When Li Yufang and Azhu finished breakfast, Yang Ming accompanied his parents to finish breakfast, and Yang Jirong asked, "Peter, are you going to speculate in stocks today?"

"Yes, Daddy."

More than 2000 million Hong Kong dollars?

Is it too much?

Of course it was quite a lot, but it was far from enough for Yang Ming's plan.

Yang Jirong and his wife accompanied Yang Ming down. When Yang Ming got into the car, he drove to the Huifeng Bank branch in Central.

Yang Ming had just arrived here. When Li Yufang pushed him in in a wheelchair, the account manager Keira, the stock broker and trader Auman, and the general manager of Central Branch of Huifeng Bank Ridwan and the female assistant were all waiting for him.

At the beginning, other customers who were queuing in the business hall, including those ordinary citizens in Xiangjiang, wondered who these people were waiting for.

Who would have thought that they were waiting for a young man wearing a suit jacket, pure white pants, and a pair of sunglasses. Although he was sitting in a wheelchair, when he saw this young man, he felt that he was like other ordinary people. Really different.

When they were discussing who this young man was, Miss Keira and Mr. Auman hurried over to greet Yang Ming when they saw him coming.

"Hello, Mr. Yang."

After Yang Ming greeted them, Yang Ming was already pushed towards the securities company's office.

It was just nine o'clock in the morning.

Xiangjiang stock market transactions belong to the auction trading period, which is of little significance to Yang Ming.

What Yang Ming thought of was that Hong Kong's stock market trading is limited after all, and the daily trading volume is around [-] million Hong Kong dollars. No matter how huge his funds are, he may not be able to buy them all.

Today is still the same as tomorrow, just buy about 1500 million Hong Kong dollars, and it is useless to buy too much.

"Mr. Yang, I don't know which stocks you want to buy today?" Mr. Auman originally wanted to recommend some stocks they researched to Yang Ming.

Thinking of Yang Ming's heaven-defying trading methods yesterday, I am afraid that Yang Ming will not accept his suggestion.

"What stock to buy today, I already have it here."

Yang Ming took out a piece of paper from his body, and the stock was written on it.

The stocks bought today are different from most stocks yesterday.

Only a few stocks are the same.

After Auman and Kaila saw it, they started to buy according to what Yang Ming said.

Yang Ming and his mother Li Yufang were sitting there, and the female assistant of the general manager Wan Deli had already delivered coffee to Yang Ming and Li Yufang.

While drinking coffee, Yang Ming occasionally talked to his mother.

Before the end of the stock market auction, Yang Ming had already bought all those stocks, and it still cost about 1500 million Hong Kong dollars.

Then, from now on, Yang Ming just needs to sit there.

At 9:45 in the morning, Auman had noticed that some of the stocks Yang Ming bought were rapidly rising.

"Mr. Yang, there are a few stocks that are rising very fast, do you want to sell them?"

"Sell."

Soon, Auman sold those stocks that rose by more than 80% according to Yang Ming's instructions.

In addition to returning the principal of 250 million Hong Kong dollars, there is also a profit of 200 million Hong Kong dollars.

In less than half an hour, Yang Ming's profit exceeded 200 million Hong Kong dollars.

This was really like what Yang Ming said about picking up money. Li Yufang excitedly held her son's hand, almost wanting to shout out.

Thinking of the past 20 years, she and her husband Yang Jirong have worked hard in the electric fan factory, but the profit in ten years is not as much as that of her son in half an hour in the stock market. She doesn't know how to describe it.

"Mommy, it's just the beginning."

From 10:11 am to 300:250 am, I quickly sold several stocks. In addition to returning the principal of [-] million, there was a profit of [-] million Hong Kong dollars.

From 11 a.m. to 12 a.m. before the stock market closed, Auman sold a few more stocks according to what Yang Ming said. In addition to the principal of 300 million yuan, he also made a profit of 250 million yuan.

That is to say, before the end of the stock market in the afternoon, Yang Ming returned 800 million yuan of principal and 750 million yuan in profit, and the calculated return rate exceeded 93%.

(End of this chapter)