Chapter 110 Genius stock god: The little ancestor is a super money printing machine!
The stock market in Azhou is different from that of empires, and there is no limit on the daily limit.
This means that a stock can rise continuously, rising ten percent and ten percent.
But even so, people have only seen three consecutive daily limit increases.
The stock Xi Zuer chose today actually rose by ten consecutive daily limits!
Oh my God, this is not just a grand occasion, is this the rhythm of getting rich?
Who doesn't want to get rich?
Everyone gathered around, whether it was a big boss with a big belly, a smart-looking old stock investor, or a gold-medal broker in a suit and tie, they all enthusiastically surrounded Xi Zuer:
"Little girl, why are you so powerful that you are struggling with this bull stock?"
"Beauty, please give me a stock!"
"Goddess, please help me see if my stock pool needs to be adjusted?"
Xi Zuer looked faint and did not answer, but directly ordered Wu Minghao: "I sold na2173. I changed to buy na1218 mushroom."
Damn it, such a profitable stock has been sold. What kind of tricks is this?
Everyone was filled with regret.
Wu Minghao trembled and operated the transaction.
The onlookers were also frightened.
No one day will the two bull stocks explode at the same time? They are not monster stocks...
Seeing that Xi Zuer had bought new stocks, the K-line was still motionless, neither rising nor falling, everyone's hearts seemed to be tense, and they were even more nervous than her about the next trend of this stock.
“Buzz buzz…”
A series of dense vibrating sounds of incoming calls almost broke everyone's tense heartstrings.
Xi Zuer lowered her eyes and glanced at the Blue Blood King, and decisively cut off the call.
However, within a few seconds, Wu Minghao's cell phone rang again.
Wu Minghao quickly followed suit and quickly closed the phone.
It was the call from English teacher Fang Yumei.
As a poor student who skipped classes, answering the phone at this time is not asking for death?
It must be pretending to be dead.
But just a few seconds after pressing the phone, the head teacher Zhang Bin's phone came again.
Damn, Zhang Bin was hospitalized to cut the testicles that had cancer. Why did he give it to him?
Before he could answer this time, he heard a string of violent exclamations beside him:
"Damn it, it's been pulled up!"
"Damn it, ten seconds to hit the daily limit! What kind of monster stock is this!"
"It's right for the gods. This stock is even more powerful than Xingyue Liquor Industry just now..."
After the exclamation, the whole room was silent.
Everyone stared at the screen, silently counting the percentage of the increase.
Ten percent.
Twenty percent.
...
One hundred and ten percent.
One hundred and twenty percent.
...
At the end of the morning, the second stock rose by twenty daily limits.
Xi Zuer invested 2 million yuan in a stock, and when it came out, it turned out to be 13 million yuan after deducting the transaction taxes and fees.
Damn it!
This is not just a stock god, this is a super money printing machine.
A series of crying sounded suddenly in the quiet trading hall: "Aoah, I'm blind or crazy. I didn't buy this monster stock just now, just watching the fun..."
Everyone knew it and beat their chests and stamped their feet.
Xi Zuer looked at the numbers on the trading notebook and said sadly: "It's too slow to make money from fried mushrooms... It's better to dig a few jars of wine..."
Wu Minghao staggered: "..."
The relationship is more than 10 million in cash, which is not worth mentioning in the eyes of the little ancestors.
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Qingcheng Middle School.
Donghai class.
Chapter completed!