Vol 2 Chapter 227: break out

Monday, March 13, Beijing time.

At 8:30 in the morning, Feng Yiping woke up to the sound of soft music. Huang Jingping hunched over and was still asleep. He quietly walked to the living room and called the restaurant to order breakfast.

Turn on the computer. On the technology section of various portals, some well-known and unknown bricks are still clamoring for the bright prospects of Internet development. The Nasdaq Index last Friday is the best proof, and they also advocate In this week, this index will exceed 6000 points.

Some stock critics are also evaluating the stocks of some Internet companies, and categorically recommending Internet company stocks that they think are worth holding.

In short, the whole situation is great!

The morning meeting of the magazine this week was particularly depressing. Except for Gao Yiming, all middle-level supervisors looked like they hadn't taken a good rest. Of course, Bao Zhuoyuan didn't have a good rest. He played Feng Yiping twice this past weekend. The phone calls were all about his life and did not mention work matters because he didn't know how to say it.

He also made tea talks with several familiar friends, including stock critics and financial experts, and asked them if the Nasdaq Composite Index reached its highest point, is it possible to reverse? Financial experts categorically denied this possibility, and stock critics were a little bit more euphemistic, telling him, "There may be corrections," which means that the overall situation is still positive.

Now, looking at the March issue in front of Gao Yiming, the big characters on the cover seem to turn into mock faces of acquaintances, "Okay, the main task of each department this week is to do a good job in tracking PR. , The magazine is sent out, so we must ask the other party for their views and opinions on our magazine. We are a magazine agency, not a free book distribution office. Okay, the meeting is adjourned."

The two middle-level managers murmured as they packed their books, "Aren't we the free book distribution center!"

Gao Yiming heard it and glared. Bao Zhuoyuan walked past him with the folder, and flipped the magazine in front of him with the back cover facing up.

but. Although I can't see it, I'm still annoyed in my heart. Next Monday is the end of March, if there are still a few days left in the middle. If the situation did not reverse as Yiping expected, those words would become a slap on his old face.

The uniformed restaurant staff pushed the dining car and delivered a hearty breakfast, as well as the newspaper Feng Yiping requested.

He was doing plank support on the carpet, and he probably flipped through the financial section. It was no different from the online ones. He just watched the entertainment version. Today's entertainment version is very lively, but he doesn't like it either. It was a bit off-appetite.

A paparazzi took pictures of "Feng Fei" at a bar in Happy Valley last night, behaving intimately, and kissed each other's cheeks, which strongly proved that they were dating and "Feng Fei Lian" officially surfaced.

Feng Yiping has a good impression of these two people, and the songs are not bad. Feng Yiping doesn't care about their love life, but they don't have many new works later. There are too many hype, and some are boring.

"You got up early," Huang Jingping put on a t-shirt and stood at the door of the guest room rubbing her eyes, asking Feng Yiping to find out if she had the urge to wear clothes.

See him doing planks. Huang Jingping smiled and ran over and sat on his ass. Feng Yiping only persisted for a few seconds before being pressed down on the carpet, "Okay, have breakfast. Today I have to recharge my energy during the day. I have to do business at night. "

Let me add that this "business" tonight is really "business".

Huang Jingping spread jam on the bread, "Will you not go to the magazine today?"

"No," Feng Yiping probably guessed what the magazine was doing today. He didn't know what to say when he went. At this time, if you say everything is wrong, then you simply don't go. In short, you don't need to do it again at night. Explain the work. After tonight, I believe his decision will be better implemented in the magazine.

This day, Feng Yiping spent a very leisurely time, and even Xianxin wrote a small essay arranged by the teacher. During lunch, they drank a little wine. In the afternoon, the two of them hugged each other and fell asleep until three o’clock. It's not easy.

Jin Ling stayed in the office after get off work tonight. Since eight o'clock, he has been reading the news. The same goes for Zheng Bogan. Mayor Fang will not come back for dinner tonight. He just made something to fill up. Stomach, plunged into the study, browsing the finance and technology section on the portal website.

At 9 pm on March 13th, Beijing time, and 8 am on March 13th, US Eastern Time, all the people who had just spent a pleasant weekend were all refreshed on the way to the office, in the crowded elevator. Full of laughter, people who know each other are sharing interesting things they experienced last weekend.

No one wants to believe that since 74 years, the second big bear market in the history of Nasdaq is coming.

The prelude to the bear market came without warning. At half past nine, as soon as the market opened, traders received a large number of billion-dollar selling orders for high-tech stock leaders Cisco, Microsoft, Dell and other companies. As a result, the Nasdaq Composite Index fell four percentage points as soon as the market opened, setting the largest percentage of "pre-market" selling in the whole year.

It stands to reason that this is nothing. The trading volume of billions of dollars is a large transaction for the stock markets of most countries and regions, which may be more than the total daily turnover of all listed companies on some exchanges. .

But for Nasdaq, these billions are really nothing. For example, the single-day trading volume of a single Cisco stock is $6 billion at every turn.

However, just like an appointment, this wave of large-scale initial batch sales is just the beginning. Funds and institutions have also begun to liquidate. Only those individual investors, because the news is not smooth, may not know at this time, or Still waiting....

However, those Internet industry practitioners who hold company stocks and options no longer feel at ease at work. They keenly feel a chill. Every drop in the Nasdaq Composite Index means that their wealth has shrunk. some.

At this time, they remembered the warnings of a few people. At this time, think about it rationally. It seems that the goods I ordered through the e-commerce company at Christmas last year were not received on time. It seems that everyone around us, All hold shares in NASDAQ-listed Internet companies?

After calmly thinking about it, their hearts are even more disturbed.

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After 11 o'clock in the evening, Feng Yiping, who was constantly brushing his computer, finally saw a report on the Internet that was not timely. A big stone fell in his heart, and his arrangements were finally correct. Next, wait for the green dollar bills to be paid in!

He slapped Huang Jingping in his arms, "Okay, get ready to sleep!"

Huang Jingping was overjoyed, "has it started?"

"Look for yourself, I'll call Lao Bao,"

The old bag, who always pays attention to health preservation, has slept very late these days. Tonight, the old wife urged him several times, but he still couldn't come out of the study room. There was a piece of paper on the table with a "resignation report."

At this time, his mobile phone buzzed and vibrated. When he saw that it was Feng Yiping's, he immediately picked it up. He wouldn't be still playing outside. Is there any trouble, "Yiping, are you okay?"

"I'm okay, are you asleep? If you haven't slept, please check Yahoo! Today's Nasdaq is very exciting right after its opening."

"Oh?" Lao Cai's eyes lit up.

Feng Yiping didn't say in detail, "Well, I guess you can get a good night's sleep. I don't have time to go to the company these days. Tell all the employees of the company. Then, wait for the phone to be blown up!" He repeated this sentence again, but this time, it seems that there will be no problem.

Bao Zhuoyuan hurriedly opened Yahoo's webpage. As expected, he was scrolling through the news. There was related news he wanted to see. He immediately felt as if he was relieved of a heavy burden. He smiled and wrote only that one. Throw the paper on the head into the wastebasket, humming a small song and go back to the room to sleep.

This young man is really not easy! He felt in his heart that he had known this long ago. Like Gao Yiming, it would be good to trust him unconditionally on these major events, and there would be no such bad things these days.

Before going to bed~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Jin Ling was unwilling to read the news again. If there are any fluctuations in the Nasdaq today, there should be news now. Sure enough, she just reposted it on the portal that she often visits. Several pieces of news confirmed Feng Yiping's previous prediction.

To be safe, she checked several portals one by one. At this time, every family had news in this regard. She was very happy, not only for her wealth to be richer, but also for what she followed. This person really has extraordinary foresight and precise judgment.

She is very confident in her organization and execution ability. This combination is simply invincible. She thinks that in the near future, she should be able to be on the list of the most powerful business women in the world.

Today’s Standing Committee opened very late. When Mayor Fang returned home, it was almost midnight. She went upstairs lightly, but did not find Zheng Bo’s support in the bedroom. At this time, she saw the door of the study room opposite. As soon as she knocked on the door, Zheng Bohan happily opened the door without speaking, and picked her up and walked towards the bedroom when she slammed.

This kind of enthusiasm, but some days have not passed, "What's wrong with this? Have you encountered anything happy?" She asked her husband.

"Haha, no!" (To be continued.)