Chapter 13 It’s Like Picking up Money!

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

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

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

This means that Yang Ming's principal is nearly 28 million Hong Kong dollars at this time.

In the eyes of account manager Kayla and trader Ou Man, this is already very remarkable.

Li Yufang also thinks that her son should stop while he is ahead. After all, what Yang Ming earns in one day is already a fortune that many people cannot earn in their lifetime.

Ou Man suggested on the side: "Mr. Yang, I suggest that you buy some stocks now and sell them tomorrow."

Because the Hong Kong 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 and sell on the same day.

Of course, some investors buy before the end of the stock market trading to prepare for tomorrow's stock market trading.

Yang Ming said, "Mr. Ou Man, I'll come again tomorrow morning."

When Yang Ming was about to leave, Kayla and Ou Man personally sent Yang Ming out.

At this time, Yang Ming, a young man sitting in a wheelchair and wearing sunglasses, seemed a little mysterious to the two.

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 transactions.

But she found that her son always seemed very calm.

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

"Mommy, the stock market is like picking up money for me, of course I have to come. Moreover, for my entrepreneurship, if there is no larger capital, of course it won't work."

. . .

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

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

Yang Ming entered his guest room.

"Young master, I'll go get you a glass of water."

Yang Ming sat in the wheelchair and looked out the window.

For him today, although he seemed calm on the surface, he was still a little excited in his heart.

After all, he used to make big money by taking great risks, but now he can make big money by lying down. I am afraid nothing is easier than this.

"Azhu, will you go buy some vegetables or newspapers later?"

"Yes, Master."

Azhu and Li Yufang went to buy vegetables.

At about six o'clock in the evening, Azhu brought back some newspapers and magazines today.

Among them, Yang Ming looked through the financial edition of the evening edition of "Hong Kong Business News", which reported today's Hong Kong stock market transactions and forecasts for tomorrow's Hong Kong stock market.

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

And it was specific about which stock would rise tomorrow and how many points it would rise.

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

At about seven o'clock that night.

Yang Jirong came back to have dinner together.

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

Rest for a night.

Early the next morning.

When Li Yufang and Ah Zhu finished breakfast, Yang Ming accompanied his parents to finish breakfast, and Yang Jirong asked: "Peter, are you going to trade stocks today?"

"Yes, Dad."

More than 20 million Hong Kong dollars?

Is it a lot?

Of course it's not a small amount, but it's far from enough for Yang Ming's plan.

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

When Yang Ming just arrived here and Li Yufang pushed him in with a wheelchair, account manager Kayla, stock broker and trader Oman, and Huifeng Bank Central Branch General Manager Ridwan and his female assistant were waiting for him here.

At first, the other customers who were queuing in the business hall, including those ordinary citizens of Hong Kong, were wondering who these people were waiting for.

Who would have thought that they were waiting for a young man wearing a suit jacket and pure white pants, wearing a pair of sunglasses. Although he was sitting in a wheelchair, he felt that he was really different from other ordinary people.

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

"Hello, Mr. Yang."

After Yang Ming greeted them, he was pushed to the office of the securities company.

It was just nine o'clock in the morning.

Hong Kong stock market transactions are during the auction period, which is not very meaningful to Yang Ming.

What Yang Ming thought of was that Hong Kong stock market transactions are limited after all, and the daily trading volume is only 100 million Hong Kong dollars. Even if his funds are huge, he is afraid that he can't buy all of them.

Today is still the same as tomorrow, just buy about 15 million Hong Kong dollars, and it's useless to buy too much.

"Mr. Yang, I don't know which stocks you want to buy today?" Mr. Oman originally wanted to recommend some stocks that they had studied to Yang Ming.

Thinking of Yang Ming's amazing trading skills yesterday, I'm afraid Yang Ming will not accept his advice.

"What stocks to buy today, I already have here."

Yang Ming took out a piece of paper from his body, and the stocks written on the paper.

The stocks bought today are different from most of the stocks yesterday.

Only a few stocks were the same.

After seeing this, Ouman and Kayla started buying according to what Yang Ming said.

Yang Ming and his mother Li Yufang were sitting there, and 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 end of the stock market auction, Yang Ming had bought all the stocks, and it still cost almost 15 million Hong Kong dollars.

Then, Yang Ming just had to sit there.

At 9:45 in the morning, Ou Man had noticed that several of the stocks bought by Yang Ming were rising rapidly.

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

"Sell."

Soon, Ou Man sold the stocks that rose by more than 80% according to Yang Ming's words.

In addition to the principal of 2.5 million Hong Kong dollars, there was also a profit of 2 million Hong Kong dollars.

In less than half an hour, Yang Ming's profit had exceeded 2 million Hong Kong dollars.

This was really like Yang Ming said to pick up money. Li Yufang excitedly pulled her son's hand and almost wanted to shout out.

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

"Mommy, it's just the beginning."

From 10 am to 11 am, several more stocks were sold quickly. In addition to the principal of 3 million, there was a profit of 2.5 million Hong Kong dollars.

From 11 am to 12 am before the stock market closed, Ou Man sold several more stocks according to Yang Ming's instructions. In addition to the principal of 3 million, he also made a profit of 2.5 million.

That is to say, before the end of the morning lunch market, Yang Ming made a profit of 7.5 million in addition to the principal of 8 million, and the return rate was more than 93%.