Chapter 16 You support me?
"Second or third?"
Lu Liang thought about it and suddenly laughed.
He has cleared his position and has 20.38 million available funds in his securities account, making a profit of nearly 10 million.
Whether the dealer chooses the second or third option, there will definitely be a small market next.
Because the institution still has hundreds of millions of funds in it, it will not sell the market until it is cashed out.
Lu Liang's family has a small business. After a big market trend, he can escape quickly even if he wants to, and he can't lose no matter what.
Wanting to understand this, he no longer hesitated and used half of his position, almost 10 million.
Bought again at the price of 30.98 yuan, helping the stock price break through the 31 yuan level again.
The time has come to two fifty.
No. 129 Huanghe Road, which is a place name in the eyes of the public, is also the location of the Southwest Securities Exchange.
But in the financial market, this is the name of an institution. They control several funds and manage more than 30 billion in assets.
“Who the hell is this?”
“Coming in again? Are you really treating us as a stepping stone?”
The fund manager of HP No. 3 was furious. and No. 12 Banquan Road, and No. 24 Wenzheng Road.
Three fund managers joined forces and used more than 600 million funds to create a big Chinese online market.
However, just as they were about to reap the fruits of victory, someone suddenly left the field early without practicing martial ethics.
Although one to twenty million is not much, it disrupted their original plan and caused a sudden increase in costs.
Finally the hole was blocked and the plan was back on track. Unexpectedly, the opponent came back to fight.
“Old Zheng? Or Old Zhou?”
He suspected that there was an insider, otherwise the timing of cashing out would not have been so opportune, as if he had monitored their positions.
On second thought, it is unlikely that there is a mole. After all, it is only 10 to 20 million, and their total investment is more than 600 million.
If you don’t get out in time, leading to market panic and stampede shipments, all 600 million funds may be trapped.
It’s impossible for them not to understand.
“Damn vultures.”
After all else has been ruled out, who the culprit is has emerged.
Retail investors with large funds in the stock market can also be called large investors, but they are generally called vultures.
I usually follow them and eat leftovers, but now I took my first bite of fresh meat and was still not satisfied.
At the same time, he received phone calls from No. 12 Banquan Road and No. 24 Wenzheng Road. Their guesses were basically the same and they no longer suspected each other.
“What should I do?” asked No. 12.
"Ship it now? Kill him inside?" No. 24 suggested.
No. 129 was full of anger, but he could only shake his head: "No matter what, the plan is still the same."
He was very angry but had no choice. The other party had shipped goods once, and the funds for the purchase this time were more. Few, probably less than 10 million.
They cannot change their plans because of the other party. They can only increase the stock price in the future to make up for this loss.
"Each company will invest another 20 million to raise the stock price to more than 40 yuan..."
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At three o'clock in the afternoon, the stock market closed. The fateful change that countless retail investors were looking forward to in the late trading did not happen.
Chinese Online, the stock price was 31.30 yuan, ending today's trading with a decline of -1.55%.
“Is it the second type?” Lu Liang said to himself.
If nothing unexpected happens, it will either open lower or decline tomorrow, make up for the increase next week, and then end the market.
He was a little disappointed. Several institutions there were obviously not as bold as Baofeng Technology's institutions.
If there is a violent rally in the late trading, or there is a situation where the market is on the verge of breaking out, it will definitely become the second place in the "Storm".
Obviously, they don’t have the courage, probably because they are afraid of being invited to tea by the China Securities Regulatory Commission.
Lu Liang organized his notes and walked out of the study, smelling the sweet smell of bread.
The table is set with several plates of freshly baked pastries.
"I guessed you were coming out soon." Zhang Qian walked to the water bar and asked with a smile: "Tea, coffee, or a drink?"
"Coffee bar." Lu Liang walked behind her and hugged her Lifting her waist and kissing her cheek: "You really know everything."
"A man's heart and a man's stomach must be kept the same."
"How do you feel that you have kept both of them?" "It would be great if it were true. ”
Zhang Qian smiled broadly and handed the coffee to Lu Liang: "My vacation is over, and I will go back to work in the evening."
"So soon? Don't you want to stay for a few more days?"
Lu Liang was a little reluctant. He was a little unaccustomed to being fed delicious food and drinks these past few days, and suddenly becoming a different person.
“If you don’t go to work, you will support me?” Zhang Qian joked.
“You can support me if you want to support me, it’s not that I can’t afford it.”
Lu Liang is very serious. He has really considered this issue. It only costs an extra seventy or eighty thousand per month. Now he is not short of this amount of money.
“Forget it, leave this kind of talk to those young girls.”
Zhang Qian smiled, with a touch of tenderness in her eyes.
She knew her situation very well. If she were a few years younger, she might have agreed, but it was impossible now.
“You are not as attractive as a little girl.” Lu Liang stopped persuading him. It would be good to be a long-term running buddy.
"What about Lili?" Zhang Qian smiled playfully.
Last night, Lu Liang accidentally turned on the receiver, and she recognized that it was Li Manli's voice. The little girl asked when her brother would come back, and her voice was so sweet.
"She is very good, and so are you."
Lu Liang was serious and did not make much excuses.
“Man.” Zhang Qian glared, shook her head and sighed.
Suddenly her cell phone rang, and her face changed suddenly when she answered the call: "Brother Liang, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
Lu Liang stopped smiling: "Do you need help?"
He I saw the caller ID: Teacher Lin.
Through these few days of getting along, Lu Liang also knew that Zhang Qian had a daughter who was 7 years old and in first grade this year.
If she hadn't told her, Lu Liangzhen wouldn't have noticed that Zhang Qian already had a 7-year-old daughter.
Zhang Qian hesitated for a moment: "If you are not busy, I might have to trouble you."
"Let's talk over there." Lu Liang picked up the car keys and followed Zhang Qian out.
Zhang Qian nodded: "Go to the attached primary school first."
Her mother usually helps take care of the children at home, but the teacher just called. When her mother picked her up from school, she accidentally fell and was sent to the hospital.
The situation was urgent and Zhang Yun could not be taken care of, so she stayed in school.
Along the way, Zhang Qian was on the phone asking how her condition was, and she went over immediately.
Lu Liang also accelerated the accelerator, as if he had run through a red light.
At the small door attached, there was a delicate-looking little girl who was somewhat similar to Zhang Qian, standing timidly next to the teacher.
Zhang Qian got out of the car. When the girl saw her, she immediately rushed up and hugged her legs, with tears on her face: "Mom, is grandma okay?"
"Don't cry, grandma. It’s okay, let’s go to the hospital to see her now.”
Zhang Qian thanked the teacher again and just called the hospital. Fortunately, it was just a bone fracture, which made her relieved.
The teacher waved her hand quickly: "You're welcome, you guys should go to the hospital quickly."
Zhang Qian got into the car with her daughter Zhang Yun.
Before she could speak, Lu Liang asked: "Which hospital?"
"It's City No. 3." Zhang Qian pulled Zhang Yun: "My dear, my name is Uncle Lu."
"Uncle Lu, hello, my name is Zhang Yun. I am seven years old this year and I am in the next level." Zhang Yun looked cute.
“Good boy, don’t cry.” Lu Liang touched her little head and said softly: “You’re here in a hurry, so I’m going to prepare some gifts for our first meeting. My uncle will take you to buy them later, okay? "
The little girl's eyes were wide open, with mist in her eyes: "Uncle Lu, are you my mother's boyfriend?"
"Xiao Guai," Zhang Qian shouted sharply. .
“Isn’t it?”
Lu Liang glared and then said kindly: "Uncle Lu is your mother's boyfriend. Next time if she talks about you, you should quietly talk to Uncle Lu and Uncle Lu about her."
"Lu Liang !" Zhang Qian was ashamed and angry.
“Really?” The little girl’s eyes lit up. She obviously wanted to ask more questions, but Zhang Qian covered her mouth.
(End of this chapter)