The best prodigal son

Although Jin Yuxuan was so proactive, Han Feng couldn't help but suspect that her motives were impure.

But if someone can help him solve the problem, why not do it?

As for Jin Yuxuan's purpose, he didn't bother to find out, after all, at that time, Jin Yuxuan would naturally show his fox's tail.

Han Feng and Jin Yuxuan chatted for a few words, and after leaving each other's contact information, they got up and left Taiying Bank.

After going out, Han Feng went straight to the nearby securities business hall.

In fact, as long as you open an account, you can trade stocks even online, but Han Feng's purpose today is not just to buy stocks.

As soon as he entered the door, Han Feng saw many people sitting in the hall, staring intently at the red, green and green numbers on the big screen.

These people are all senior stock investors, and they basically rely on stock speculation for a living, so this securities business hall is their workplace.

Han Feng glanced around at the people present, and then went to open an account for himself.

After completing the formalities, Han Feng found a random seat and sat down, and began to examine the trends of the stocks in front of him.

Junfang Group has fallen too little, so don't buy it.

GCL Integration, why is it about to rise soon?Not buying.

Xinyu Group, this is good, this is about to fall a lot, you can buy it.

Han Feng is constantly recording the stocks of several companies he likes, so that he can buy them later.

Other stockholders who were watching the stock trend panel before all noticed this young man, Han Feng.

After all, the stockholders present were in their 40s no matter how young they were. Young people like Han Feng were naturally very eye-catching among these people.

"Young man, the stocks you bought are not good. I think most of the companies you selected will fall."

At this moment, a middle-aged uncle in his forties came forward, looked at the stocks selected by Han Feng and shook his head frantically.

Han Feng raised his eyebrows lightly, "Uncle, do you understand stocks?"

Hearing Han Feng's words, everyone present laughed out loud, as if Han Feng had told a particularly funny joke.

"If he doesn't understand stocks, no one here will understand stocks."

"Third brother, you are actually being questioned by a young man about whether you know how to trade in stocks. This is a big joke."

"Young man, hurry up and call Master, and let him make you rich later."

Everyone present started booing, the uncle's prestige among the stockholders at the scene was obviously quite good.

Han Feng smiled slightly. It seemed that the person he was looking for appeared before he could find him.

"What's your name?" Han Feng asked the other party's name very politely.

These middle-aged men have spare money to speculate in stocks, so it proves that they are not short of money at all, what they lack is the respect of others.

This is why they are willing to get together to trade stocks offline. After all, no one online can see their cleverness and determination, and no one can applaud them.

"Huang Zixin is the third child in the family, so everyone usually calls me the third child."

Seeing that Han Feng is so polite, Huang Zixin naturally chatted with Han Feng in a friendly manner. After all, there are really too few young people who come to speculate in stocks.

Moreover, Huang Zixin himself is an old bachelor with no children, so now he sees Han Feng inexplicably fond of him.

"Mr. Huang, why don't I treat you to a cup of tea and ask you about stock trading by the way."

"Okay, if you are willing to learn, I will teach you a little bit."

Huang Zixin greeted the other shareholders, and went to drink tea with Han Feng.

Huang Zixin is not a difficult person to get along with. He is quite talkative along the way, and even took the initiative to share some of his stock trading experience with Han Feng.

Of course, Huang Zixin also explained that Han Feng's vision for stock selection is not good, and all he buys are stocks that will fall.

"But, Mr. Huang, I'm here to buy stocks that will fall."

Hearing what Han Feng said, Huang Zixin, who had brought the tea to his mouth just now, almost burned his lips. What kind of situation is this?
He has been buying stocks for so many years, and he really has never heard of anyone buying stocks that have fallen. Isn't this sick?
"What are you drawing?"

"Just to spend money, to spend more money."

"Are you rich enough to burn this?" Huang Zixin had already raised his middle finger at Han Feng in his heart, what is this all about.

Is this someone's rich son from a rich family?Those who have money to burn just want to lose some family property, what kind of thing is this?

"Actually, I came here today more for you, Mr. Huang." Han Feng looked at Huang Zixin and smiled softly.

"Me?" Hearing what Han Feng said, Huang Zixin was even more confused now.

"I want Teacher Huang to help me manage the account, of course it will be paid."

Han Feng had already thought about this matter before he decided to invest in stocks.

Even if he has the ability of "stock god", it is obviously unrealistic for him to handle so many stocks by himself.

Because the stock market is changing rapidly, it is impossible for him to devote all his energy to it, so the best way is to find someone to help him manage his account.

Of course, it is impossible for him to choose a guy without any experience to manage the account for himself.

If the stock he bought blindly rises, instead of losing money, he will make money instead. Wouldn't it be more troublesome?

Therefore, he needs a very experienced old stock investor, and he needs to have a certain understanding of the trend of the stock market, so as to help him better deal with stock trading.

Obviously, Huang Zixin is such a character.

It only takes one glance to understand that all the stocks he chooses will fall, which is enough for Han Feng to firmly choose him as the manager of his account.

"You want me to help you buy stocks that are going to fall?"

Only now did Huang Zixin understand that the drunken man didn't want to drink, and Han Feng didn't invite him to drink tea just to ask him about his experience in stock trading.

Han Feng's purpose was clear from the beginning, it was him!
"Ms. Huang is right." Han Feng nodded with a smile, "Don't worry, I will bear all the losses. Don't worry about this, Mr. Huang."

Seeing the smile on Han Feng's face, Huang Zixin's two eyebrows have been completely twisted together, and the eyes looking at Han Feng are no longer as kind and gentle as before.

For Huang Zixin, Han Feng's behavior is simply an insult to him and the stocks he has held on to for so many years!
Huang Zixin stood up, "I refuse!"