Chapter 13: Like picking up money 1!

At this time, there is still half an hour before the end of trading in the Hong Kong stock market today.

In Yang Ming's opinion, this half hour was almost junk trading time, and he was basically preparing for the stock market tomorrow.

Yang Ming's profit just now was just a test for him to enter the stock market. Unexpectedly, it was just as he expected, with a profit of more than 85%.

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

In the eyes of account manager Kayla and trader Auman, this is already extraordinary.

Li Yufang also felt that her son would give up when he was ready. After all, what Yang Ming earned in one day was already a wealth that many people could not earn in a lifetime.

Ouman 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 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. Ouman, I'll come back tomorrow morning."

When Yang Ming was about to leave, Keira and Ouman saw Yang Ming out in person.

At this time, the young man Yang Ming, who was sitting in a wheelchair and wearing sunglasses, seemed a bit mysterious to the two of them.

When Yang Ming and his parents came to the car.

Along the way, Li Yufang was still shocked and even a little thrilling when she thought of today's stock market transaction.

However, she found that her son always seemed very calm.

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

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

. . .

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

Azhu, who had been upstairs, saw the young master and Mrs. Yang finally coming back, and hurriedly came out to help push Yang Ming in.

Yang Ming entered his guest 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 was nothing on the surface, but he was 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 just lying down. I'm afraid nothing is easier than this.

"Azhu, I'm going to buy groceries later, so I'd better buy some newspapers."

"Yes, Master."

Azhu and Li Yufang went shopping for groceries.

At around six o'clock in the evening, Azhu brought back some newspapers and periodicals for today.

Among them, Yang Ming looked through the financial edition of the Evening News of "Hong Kong Business News", which included reports on today's Hong Kong stock market transactions and predictions for tomorrow's Hong Kong stock market.

Yang Ming directly saw the rise and fall of the stocks in the stock market tomorrow.

And the above specifically mentions which stock will rise tomorrow and how many points it will rise.

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

It was around seven o'clock that night.

Yang Jirong came back to have dinner together.

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

Have a night's rest.

Early the next day.

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

"Yes, Daddy."

More than 20 million Hong Kong dollars?

Is it too much?

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

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

Yang Ming had just arrived here, and when Li Yufang pushed him in with a wheelchair, account manager Kayla, stockbroker and trader Ouman, as well as Huifeng Bank Central Branch general manager Ridwan and a female assistant were all waiting for him.

At first, other customers queuing up in the business hall, including ordinary citizens of Xiangjiang, were still wondering who these people were waiting for.

Who would have thought that they were waiting for a young man wearing a suit jacket, pure white trousers, and a pair of sunglasses. Although he was sitting in a wheelchair, when he looked at this young man, he felt like he was just like other ordinary people. It's really different.

While they were discussing who this young man was, Miss Kayla and Mr. Ouman hurried over to greet Yang Ming when they saw him coming.

"Hello, Mr. Yang."

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

It was just nine o'clock in the morning.

The Xiangjiang stock market transaction is a period of bidding and buying and selling, which is of little significance to Yang Ming.

What Yang Ming thinks of is that the trading in the Xiangjiang stock market is now limited after all. The daily trading volume fluctuates around 100 million Hong Kong dollars. No matter how huge his funds are, he may not be able to buy them all.

Today is the same as tomorrow, just buy about 1500 million Hong Kong dollars. There is no use buying too much.

"Mr. Yang, I wonder which stocks you want to buy today?" Mr. Ouman originally wanted to recommend some stocks to Yang Ming that they had researched.

Thinking of Yang Ming's outrageous trading methods yesterday, I was afraid that Yang Ming would not accept his suggestion.

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

Yang Ming took out a piece of paper with the stocks written on it.

The stocks you buy today are different from most stocks yesterday.

Only a few stocks are the same.

After Ouman and Kayla saw it, they started to buy according to Yang Ming's instructions.

Yang Ming and his mother Li Yufang were sitting there. The female assistant of general manager Wan Deli had personally brought coffee to Yang Ming and Li Yufang.

Yang Ming drank coffee and occasionally talked to his mother.

Before the stock market bidding ended, Yang Ming had bought all the stocks, and still spent almost 1500 million Hong Kong dollars.

Then, Yang Ming just needs to sit there.

At 9:45 am, Ouman had noticed that several of the stocks bought by Yang Ming were rising rapidly.

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

"Sell."

Soon, Ouman followed Yang Ming's instructions and sold the stocks that had risen by more than 80%.

In addition to returning the principal of HK$250 million, there is also a profit of HK$200 million.

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

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

Thinking of the past 20 years or so, she and her husband Yang Jirong had worked hard at the electric fan factory, but the profits they made in ten years were not as much as their son's profit in the stock market in half an hour. She didn't know how to describe it.

"Mommy, it's just the beginning."

Between 10 a.m. and 11 a.m., I quickly sold a few more stocks. In addition to returning my principal of 300 million, I also made a profit of 250 million Hong Kong dollars.

Before the stock market closed from 11 a.m. to 12 a.m., Ouman sold several more stocks according to Yang Ming's instructions. In addition to the principal of 300 million, he also made a profit of 250 million.

In other words, before the stock market closed at noon in the morning, in addition to returning his 800 million principal, Yang Ming also made a profit of 750 million, and the calculated return rate exceeded 93%.