Rebirth of the Evil Life

"Beep bell~~~"

"Hello!" Lin Feng knew without thinking that it must be a relative's phone number. Thinking of the siege on the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, Lin Feng didn't want to pay attention to them, but looking at his father, Lin Feng had no choice but to throw away his displeasure.

"Lin Feng, how much will Yi'an Technology rise? Do you have any news?" My aunt is a real stock fan among relatives.

"Well, aunt, at most 126 yuan should be thrown away, otherwise it will definitely fall." Now Lin Feng is no longer afraid of leaking rumors. Yi'an Technology has risen to this level, and it will definitely not deviate from the historical track.

"126 yuan? You're so sure. The first few times you always said that the news could not be confirmed, which cost us a lot of money." Aunt scolded Lin Feng for the "fake" news of the previous few times.

"Well, no matter how many shares you have this time, you must let them go if you have more than 126 yuan." Lin Feng affirmed.

"Really?" Auntie hung up the phone suspiciously.

"Beep bell~~~"

The phone kept ringing, all of which were calls from relatives asking Lin Feng if he had any inside information. For these elders, Lin Feng had done his best to tell them that Yi'an Technology had to throw away all the 126 yuan. However, judging from their tone, it seems that they did not believe much in Lin Feng's warning, but instead revealed suspicion, suspecting that Lin Feng was on holiday again.

For the relatives' doubts, Lin Feng could only helplessly smile. Perhaps now, in the eyes of these elders, he is no different from the child who called "Wolf".

On February 17, 2000, Yian Technology reached a peak of 126.31 yuan. In the securities trading floor, every 1% increase in Yi An Technology will attract unanimous shouts and excited applause from all shareholders, applauding the magic of this stock.

At 10 o'clock in the morning, when Yi'an Technology broke through 126 yuan, Lin Feng sold out 25 stocks in his hand, and got 315,000 yuan in cash, and 255,000 yuan left after repaying the 50,000 yuan he borrowed. However, none of the relatives on both sides of the parents sold it. They believed in the words of stock review experts and believed that Yi An Technology would at least break through the 130 yuan mark.

"Dad, tell your aunt and the others, no matter what, you must sell Yi'an Technology today, or they will regret it." As a last resort, Lin Feng asked his father to call relatives on both sides. With all the relatives, Lin Feng couldn't just watch them fall into this pit.

Of course, Lin Feng was more afraid of their siege. Remind them early that no matter if they sell or not, they will not be able to use it to bury themselves. If they don't remind them, they will all pay for it by then, and Ken is probably not as simple as complaining about Lin Feng.

"Hey, Sanmei, my son said, I must sell Yi'an Technology today..." Lin Qixiong dialed the phone, but before he could finish speaking, there was a screeching sound from the microphone.

"Boss, it's not my sister who told you, Xiaofeng is too rude, he squeezed the stock to make money, but he didn't tell us the information, and now we finally bought it again, and asked us to sell it again! Why, he is too timid to play, and he won't let us buy it. Is it because he is afraid that we will also make money, he looks uncomfortable. Brother, if there is more, I will not talk about it, I will go to the stock." Get behind and hang up.

Lin Qixiong was stunned for a while, wondering where the third sister got so angry. Stocks are inherently risky, and it is normal for Xiaofeng to not confirm it before. Now that the price is so high, it is more kind to remind them to avoid risks.

Lin Qixiong felt a little uncomfortable about his aunt's remarks, but after all, it's not good to take it too seriously. Thinking that other brothers and sisters also bought stocks, they called them one by one.

The result was the same. Hearing that Lin Feng wanted them to sell the stocks quickly, they all complained and criticized Lin Feng for not wanting to hinder them from making money. Some even bluntly said that Lin Feng only wanted to make money himself, and that he could not see other people making money. to the end,

None of them sold, and they held the stock tightly, waiting for Yi'an Technology to break through the rumored 130 yuan mark.

Then 140 yuan, 150 yuan...

In this regard, Lin Feng can only sigh that these people are blinded by lard and cannot see the powerful relationship among them. Forget it, I have tried my best, and what can I do if they don’t listen to persuasion.

On February 18, 2000, Yi An Technology rarely stopped the upward trend, and the stock price remained unchanged throughout the morning. This is a danger signal, but it is regarded by investors as a hidden signal before the next wave of big gains. Not only did no one take advantage of this last escape opportunity to sell the stocks that had already made a lot of money, but more people rushed in, for fear that they would not be able to catch up with the next wave of rising prices.

Regarding this abnormal situation, Lin Feng asked his father to call and notify all relatives again, but the result was still the same. This time, not only no one listened, but he took out the words of various stock review experts to refute Lin Feng, and even ridiculed Lin Feng for being timid. , but not allowing others to get rich.

God does evil, but still can live. Self-inflicted sin, not to live. ——Lin Feng sighed.

On February 21, 2000, the stock market had just opened. After Yian Technology rose slightly by one point, when many investors cheered for cheers, it fell to the limit in less than ten minutes.

The green figures made all the investors in the stock exchange stunned, rubbing their eyes desperately, unable to believe the scene in front of them. Everyone, look at me, I look at you, all stupid.

All the stock exchanges across the country fell silent at the same time, and unexpectedly broke the Guinness World Record for the largest number of people who remained silent at the same time. It's just that this record doesn't bring good luck.

"Don't worry, everyone, don't worry, this is definitely a technical correction, and it will definitely rise tomorrow." An old investor suddenly shouted, not knowing whether he was comforting everyone or himself, but he was echoed by all the investors, and they all made their own announcements. The point of view, without exception, is that this is only a short-lived pullback. Perhaps they were already feeling uneasy in their hearts, but at this time, they had no way out and could only comfort themselves like this.

"Hey, Xiaofeng, how is Yi'an Technology? Is it a technical correction?" After the stock market closed in the afternoon, relatives flocked to Lin Feng's small Internet cafe. Changed the ridicule he had given to Lin Feng two days ago, with a helpless and dazed look on his face, as if someone who was about to drown wanted to grab the last floating straw.

"Sell it, sell as much as you can, Yi'an Technology will continue to fall, there is no hope." Lin Feng can only comfort them so much. However, he knew in his heart that it would be in vain to try to escape from death at this time.

The subsequent trend was as expected by Lin Feng. Once Yian Technology was released to the end, it did not give investors a chance to escape at all. All investors could only tearfully watch the high-priced stocks in their hands depreciate rapidly, and the hard-earned money accumulated over the years was turned into None.

"Xiaofeng~~~, your aunt is so miserable~~~, Xiaofeng, give your aunt some advice and see if there is any way!" With the decline of Yi'an Technology, relatives also Heaven went to the door, crying about the sharp shrinkage of the stock, and the hard-earned money turned into a bubble in an instant.

In this regard, Lin Feng shook his head in addition to shaking his head. I have warned you again and again before, if you don't listen, I can do anything. Even if we invite Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, it will not be able to save Yi An Technology.

In the end, Lin Feng was helpless to be entangled, so he had to temporarily leave the Internet cafe to his father, go out to take refuge, and find the next place suitable for investment.

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