Chapter 128: Don’t rush, what if a miracle happens?
At that moment, Huizi, who had come in to drop off some documents, happened to glance at the trends on the computer screen and was instantly startled.
’I wonder what on earth happened with Mr. Lin’s investments this time.’
The computer showed that all the purchased stocks were in the red.
Huizi’s heart sank.
But this was a matter for the company’s decision-makers.
It had nothing to do with a mere secretarial assistant like her.
However, after getting home from work, Huizi immediately started looking up information on one of the stocks she had seen.
When she saw the lines deep in the red, Huizi gasped.
Huizi had studied this subject back in college.
So she could still understand these trend lines.
Coupled with the online comments she found about the stock...
Huizi was already praying in her heart.
...that Lin Feng would quickly dump this money-losing stock tomorrow.
’He can’t get in any deeper.’
After all, some investors get blinded by the thrill of the chase.
They end up trapping themselves in a swamp.
Sinking slowly until they’re completely swallowed up.
Losing their entire investment!
Lin Feng took a look.
Although the four stocks he bought today were all in the red on the market...
...in reality, Lin Feng hadn’t lost any money at all.
It was just that coincidental.
The price point at which Lin Feng had bought in happened to be today’s closing price.
Although the line had fluctuated constantly throughout the day...
...when the market finally closed, the closing price was the absolute lowest point of the day’s trading.
This meant that aside from the transaction fees...
...Lin Feng hadn’t incurred any additional losses.
Yang Qiniang and the other staff members, having noticed this, couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.
But given the downward trend of these few stocks...
...Yang Qiniang and the others were still inclined to sell them off quickly tomorrow.
They weren’t hoping to make money.
They just hoped to minimize the losses.
As soon as the market closed, Yang Qiniang was at Lin Feng’s side, trying to dissuade him.
"Brother Feng, it’s not that I doubt your abilities..."
"...but these four stocks are just too unconventional!"
"I’m a little worried we don’t have the capital to handle this!"
Worry was evident in everything Yang Qiniang said.
He even started talking about the companies behind these stocks.
He was hoping Lin Feng would see that these four stocks had no future prospects.
And that they were perennial losers.
They dropped every day, every month, every year.
They always fell more than they rose.
Lin Feng looked at the slightly frowning Yang Qiniang and said, "Relax. I also know these four stocks don’t have good prospects!"
"Aren’t we doing short-term sales?"
Yang Qiniang stomped his foot. "Brother Feng, their charts are almost as flat as airport runways."
"That means they’ve bottomed out, but it also means these stocks have no room to grow."
"Everyone who buys these stocks thinks they’ll be the one to hold them when they finally go up."
"But we’ve also studied this. Stocks like these don’t show much volatility in their future trends."
"To put it bluntly, they’re on the verge of being delisted..."
Actually, what Yang Qiniang said made sense.
Even theoretical knowledge predicted the same outcome.
But the market is complex and ever-changing.
Especially the Celestial Stock Market.
Its trends were something that even international stock gurus couldn’t predict.
The dark horses that occasionally emerged in the Celestial Stock Market didn’t follow trends predictable by professional analysis...
Besides, Lin Feng held the ultimate trump card...
...the stock market trend chart he’d gotten from that trend card.
"Rest assured, I don’t make unprepared investments."
"In this kind of short-term selling, it’s all about getting in and out quickly."
"I have a feeling these stocks won’t disappoint us!"
After speaking, Lin Feng patted Yang Qiniang’s shoulder.
Then he turned and left.
Although Yang Qiniang trusted Lin Feng...
...right now, these stocks were so deep in the red it was terrifying.
The safest method...
...was naturally to sell them off first thing tomorrow morning.
But Lin Feng was unwilling.
And so, Yang Qiniang went home with a long face.
As soon as he entered, he saw his younger sister, Yang Qingqing, curled up on the sofa binge-watching a show.
"Bro, why the long face?"
"Isn’t today your company’s investment day..."
Yang Qingqing paused as she asked this.
"Don’t tell me your investments didn’t go well today?"
Yang Qiniang shook his head, then nodded.
"Forget it. It’s too complicated to explain."
With that, Yang Qiniang went straight upstairs to his room.
He paced back and forth inside.
Then he forced himself to lie down and sleep, to rest up and prepare for battle tomorrow.
Although he went to bed early...
...Yang Qiniang was a nervous wreck all night.
He didn’t sleep a wink.
The core members of the investment firm were also awake, of course.
They were also tossing and turning.
Most of them were very pessimistic about the four stocks Lin Feng held.
Even though the system had raised their loyalty to one hundred percent.
But in the face of a stock market like this...
...they were terrified too.
If you had to say who slept the best, it was undoubtedly Lin Feng.
Lin Feng slept like a log that night.
He woke up in the morning full of energy.
"Today will be a harvest day."
Lin Feng playfully twirled his car keys.
Then he drove to the office.
He arrived to find that everyone at the company was already at their posts.
It was just that the dark circles under everyone’s eyes were a bit heavy.
Especially Yang Qiniang, who looked like a panda.
"Want to go catch some sleep?"
Lin Feng raised an eyebrow, patted Yang Qiniang’s shoulder, and said kindly.
Yang Qiniang shook his head. "I spent all night researching. I think some other stocks have decent trends..."
Lin Feng gave a faint smile and walked directly to his office.
"Don’t be so anxious. What if a miracle happens?"
Lin Feng deliberately smiled and joked with the tense crowd.
Yang Qiniang’s lips twitched into a bitter smile.
Right now, Yang Qiniang truly felt it would be a miracle if these stocks turned a profit.
The market had just opened for the morning.
Yang Qiniang stared nervously at the trends of those four stocks.
The other core staff members did the same.
Their eyes were glued to the screen.
The slightest fluctuation in the lines made them hold their breath.
By ten in the morning, only one of the four stocks had shown a hint of green.
The other three were still terrifyingly in the red.
Now they were basically all in the red.
’Now I’m just praying we can break even...’
This thought wasn’t just Yang Qiniang’s.
It was shared by everyone else in the room staring at the screens.
These four stocks, the company’s biggest investment, had the hearts of everyone from top to bottom in a vice grip.
When the market paused for lunch.
Still, only that one stock was slightly in the green.
The upward trend...
...was nowhere near enough to offset how much the other three had dropped.
So when it was time for lunch, everyone was distracted and absent-minded.
Especially Yang Qiniang.
He was so out of it he almost stuffed his food up his nose.
Lin Feng didn’t know whether to laugh or cry as he stopped the chopsticks Yang Qiniang was about to shove up his nostril.
"Stop worrying. Trust me."
Lin Feng looked at Yang Qiniang with a steady gaze.
For some reason, perhaps because Lin Feng was so calm and composed...
...or perhaps because he had already prepared for the worst...
...Yang Qiniang suddenly felt his heart settle.
"Okay... Brother Feng, I trust you!"
Lin Feng smiled faintly.