The autobiography I wrote cannot be a tragedy

After a moment of silence, Meng Lang thought this might be a coincidence. He hesitated and tried again.

"What is your occupation?"

"Oh! I'm a senior investment adviser at Galaxy Securities. I work in the Galaxy Building over there. This is my business card."

Teacher Tony handed Meng Lang a very exquisite gold-gilded business card, which looked like a professional elite.

[Niu Ben (Tony): Senior Investment Advisor of Galaxy Securities, phone number: XXXXX...]

Are you really into investing?

Meng Lang looked at the business card in his hand, his expression getting even weirder.

A second coincidence?

He raised his head again and looked at Teacher Tony.

"Well... I think what Teacher Tony just said makes sense. I happen to be a little interested in stock trading recently. I wonder if Teacher Tony has any suggestions?"

Teacher Tony's eyes lit up, but he knew that when facing a fish that had just been hooked, he must not jerk the hook.

After pretending to hesitate for a moment, he sat down again.

"Little brother, I see you are in love, so I will analyze it with you.

Have you read the financial news lately? The market index has been tepid for two consecutive years, but recently it has risen for three days in a row, rising by hundreds of points.

Especially technology stocks and energy stocks, there are dozens of stocks that have hit daily limits for several consecutive times. Do you know why? "

Meng Lang recalled the "tragic life" he saw yesterday and looked at the other party with some uncertainty.

"Because... leeks entered the scene?"

Teacher Tony's expression froze.

Why doesn't this guy follow the routine?

"Haha, little brother, this is a joke. How can leeks have such strength? This is because the big domestic bookmakers and foreign financial institutions are buying at the bottom!"

"Oh..." Meng Lang nodded in understanding, "Then what?"

Teacher Tony felt even more confident when he saw Meng Lang looking like a novice.

"Do you know what it means that as long as you stand in the wind, even a pig can take off? This is the wind!

The current money placed in the bank cannot escape inflation, but if it is used to buy a house, it will encounter macroeconomic control and the real economy will be in recession.

Where do you think the money in the hands of ordinary people will go in the end?

Judging from my more than 20 years of investment experience, this is the best time to enter the stock market. As long as your luck is not too bad, it will be easy to double your assets every year! "

Teacher Tony then put on a sad expression.

"This person has few choices in his life that can change his destiny. In the past, it was the college entrance examination, marriage, and buying a house. In the next ten years, it will be the stock market!

If you don't grasp this, you will really have to work for the rest of your life. "

To be honest, Meng Lang really didn't know anything about stock trading.

After all, stock trading requires capital, which Meng Lang just didn't have.

If he didn't have something on his mind, Teacher Tony's well-founded and emotional words would be really seductive.

Who doesn’t want to make money while lying down?

However, Meng Lang's mind was not on this at all at the moment, and the "miserable life" seemed to be flashing before his eyes again, which made him feel that these words were a bit harsh, and he immediately became wary.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah! Listening to you is like listening to a speech." Meng Lang nodded repeatedly as if he was willing to be taught, and then suddenly changed the subject.

"Then do you think it's possible that the stock market will crash this year?"

Teacher Tony didn't have time to think about the difference between the two words before he heard the word "stock market crash".

"Stock market crash? Hahahaha..." He laughed instantly as if he had heard the funniest joke.

"Young man, let me tell you this. After the stock market crash in 2015, the basic market index was at the bottom. It's only 18 years ago? The index just went up a few hundred points. How could there be another stock market crash?

Even if you have a financial crisis, it will only happen every 10 years. How could there be so many stock market crashes in your lifetime?

The so-called "nothing to fall" means that now is the best time to buy at the bottom! Do you think those big institutions are stupid?

Little brother, listen to me, it is a good thing to manage money, but young people should study more. The stock market cannot be successful by just reading a few nonsense public accounts. "

Teacher Tony looked at Meng Lang with some regret.

"Alas! Seeing you is like seeing me when I was young, ambitious but too naive.

Well, if you really want to learn, I can tell you how to play this stock sometime. "

"Well... is there anything more specific? For example, which stock are you more optimistic about?" Meng Lang pretended to be excited and continued to get to the bottom of it.

"Alas! Young people are just too impatient!" Teacher Tony shook his head and then sighed. "But I can understand your urgency."

After thinking about it for a moment, he finally said.

"In recent years, I have been studying a stock with great concentration, which is a core energy stock in the national capital.

After experiencing a long-term downward adjustment, it recently closed a large positive line with heavy volume, and then three consecutive upward small positive lines and cross stars appeared. The trading volume also increased in stages. This type of pattern indicates the probability of individual stocks rising in the future. Very big……"

After throwing out a series of professional terms in succession, checking his eyes, and stunning the young man in front of him, Teacher Tony looked around and spoke in a low voice with a cautious look.

"The point is, I have a college classmate who is a senior executive... I can't say more about the rest."

Meng Lang's breathing became a little rapid. "So what exactly is this stock?"

"It is... China Energy!"

China Energy? !

When these four words came out of the other party's mouth, Meng Lang couldn't help but feel a tremor in his heart and his eyelids twitched wildly.

Once may be a coincidence, twice may be a coincidence, but three times?

Meng Lang's mood at this time was shock mixed with surprise, surprise mixed with unconcealable excitement, it was like galloping!

Teacher Tony, who was just beside him, read four words in Meng Lang's changing and even distorted expression of excitement - it was like finding a treasure!

He raised his glasses on the bridge of his nose in confusion.

Is this a lie?

When did my set of "technical analysis" plus "insider information" become so powerful?

Those who know it think I have recommended a potential stock to you, and those who don’t know think you have already made a few small goals!

Legend has it that a person who has been single for too long may even think of the name of his child if he takes one look at the opposite sex. Could it be that this guy is the type with a particularly advanced imagination?

Although it is likely that there was a knowing blow, causing the skill damage to be a bit overflowing.

However, Teacher Tony feels that this month’s performance indicators should be in place!

He looked at the "Longines" on his wrist, intentionally or unintentionally hinting at his elite personality of "not short of money".

"Oh, it's already so late. I have a meeting in the morning, so I won't talk too much. If you need anything, little brother, you can call me anytime."

Teacher Tony patted Meng Lang on the shoulder and walked away gracefully.

The bait has been put down, it just depends on when the fish bites the hook. Teacher Tony believes that the lost lamb will contact him again soon.

However, Meng Lang didn't hear what the other party said at the end. He was still completely immersed in the shock and surprise brought by the "magical prophecy" in the autobiography.

He understands himself extremely well and accurately predicts certain futures that are about to happen.

Teacher Tony, China Energy...

What just happened today was clearly written in the book I received yesterday.

Isn't this a prophecy? What is this?

"Calm down! Calm down! Don't draw conclusions too early. Even if all possibilities are eliminated, no matter how unbelievable the rest is, it must be the truth.

But this conclusion is too unscientific..."

Meng Lang began to worry about gains and losses again.

"Wait! Is this a prank show?"

It is said that a man abroad bought a lottery ticket and broadcast an edited live broadcast of the lottery. In this way, he successfully convinced his girlfriend that he had traveled back in time and won the lottery "jackpot".

Although I lost my girlfriend in the end...

But this incident tells us that what the eyes see is not necessarily the truth.

Could it be that someone deliberately sent me the book and then arranged for extra actors to "direct" a "future" based on certain clues in the book?

Meng Lang immediately put on an expression of indifference to avoid making a fool of himself.

He carefully observed his surroundings, but did not find any hidden cameras or other camera equipment.

The surrounding diners were eating breakfast normally, and the passers-by outside were in a hurry, with no signs of group performances.

He didn't care about breakfast, came to the boss, and asked while paying the bill.

"Boss, I want to ask you something."

"What's the matter, little brother, tell me." They were all old customers, and the boss and Meng Lang looked familiar, he said while making conversation.

"The man sitting next to me just now is the one holding a briefcase, wearing glasses, and wearing a suit and ties. Have you seen him before?"

"Oh, you said that person. I've met him before. He comes to my place for breakfast from time to time. He's quite talkative, and he's like a friend to everyone.

He also talked to me about stocks, but I'm a rough guy, so I don't know much about investing. "

Since he comes often and is a "habitual offender" who casts a wide net, it is unlikely that he is a temporary extra...

Meng Lang looked at his boss. He was a very honest man, and he didn't look like he was lying.

If an ordinary breakfast shop owner hires movie stars and operates the breakfast shop undercover for several years, then this prank show would be too costly!

This is not The Truman Show.

"That's it, thank you boss."

Meng Lang walked out of the breakfast shop, looked at the rising sun outside, and gradually raised the corners of his mouth...

"Hey hey hey..."

"Mom, look, there's a fool over there!"

"Go quickly! Don't get infected."

…

"Shh~shhh~" Meng Lang whistled and walked into the company building. As soon as the elevator door opened, the figure standing inside made his cheerful C minor music come to an abrupt end.

The most embarrassing situation when you are late for work is when you meet your boss in the elevator.

What's even more embarrassing... is that the only one in the elevator is the leader...

"Manager Wang, good morning!" Meng Lang smiled awkwardly and walked into the elevator bravely.

"Meng Lang, do you know what time it is now? I didn't know there was a morning meeting today?" Wang Zhi, who had his hair combed meticulously, said with a straight face.

"Oh, I went out to meet a client. I'll be back in a hurry."

If there is one good thing about being in sales, it may be that the reasons for not working are impeccable...

"Really? I have a client meeting so early. It seems that this month's performance does not need to be at the bottom?" Wang Zhiping said with a sarcastic smile.

Meng Lang glanced at this guy in confusion. Although this guy usually didn't like him very much, he wouldn't get angry when they met, right? Where's that fake workplace smile of yours?

Could it be that instead of eating jelly in the morning, we eat gunpowder?

But this little thing couldn't affect Meng Lang's good mood at all.

"Yeah! The early bird catches the worm. I'm also learning from Manager Wang."

Only state officials are allowed to set fires, but the people are not allowed to light lamps. The leaders can be late, but I can't be late?

"You..." He was upset at first, but unexpectedly he responded with a soft nail to his subordinate. Wang Zhiping's expression became even worse on the spot.

Meng Lang turned away and ignored him.

Just kidding, I’ll spoil you!

With a monthly salary of 100,000 yuan, whatever the boss says is right; with a monthly salary of 10,000 yuan, the boss will say whatever he likes.

With a monthly salary of three thousand...how do you talk to dad?