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Chapter 325: Game II

From the upper limit to the lower limit, this is an obvious suppression method by the banker. As more and more orders are placed at the lower limit, the panic created becomes higher, causing a large number of retail investors to sell.

The trader of Xiaoxing Technology did not expect that after he lowered the price to the lower limit, the effect was surprisingly good. When the trading halt was approaching in the morning, the purchased chips had already reached 10 million.

There is quite a feeling of unintentionally inserting willows into the trees!

The previous operations had always been timid, because I was too worried about losing the shares in my hands. I was stimulated by the two previous operations. After letting go of the operation, a large number of retail investors sold off.

The most important thing is that the mysterious buyer did not continue to buy in the morning, not even a single amount.

This also made the professional trader relax slightly, and he was basically sure that it was not some institution that was blocking the valuation. Otherwise, given the style of the institution, he would have continued to buy in to fight back!

It is impossible to be like a dazed young man who buys all the time and then there is no movement at all.

"The profits are pretty good. It is estimated that in the afternoon, as more and more orders are placed, more retail investors will be unable to resist."

After the trading halt, a bald man opened his hands and stretched his back, turned to look at the boss behind him, and said happily.

"Yes, at this rate, by the time trading is suspended in the afternoon, the 20 million shares lost will be recovered."

Another man echoed with a smile.

However, the elderly professional trader suddenly slammed the table hard and frowned. He was suddenly unhappy with the relaxed expressions of his subordinates at this time.

"Let's wait until those two accounts spit out the number of shares they bought tomorrow."

After saying something in a deep voice, the man glanced around at the people with astonished expressions and reprimanded loudly:

"The funder hired us at a huge price to get the expected returns. After such a long time, by noon, we only had 10 million shares, and we still have the nerve to be happy."

There was silence in the room, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense. This was the first time that this man who specialized in technology got angry.

"Everyone pays attention to keeping your bags safe. Please be careful this afternoon. Don't act like a fool like in the morning, reacting only after being snapped up by others."

After that, the room became extremely quiet, even the whispers were gone, and no one went to eat, they stayed by the computer.

The same goes for Gu Qingyuan. How can he be in the mood to eat at this time? He calculated the number of shares at the place where the order was pressed and found that it was only 50 million, which was far from enough.

After looking at the number of sell-offs in the trading volume, I found that the panic-creating move at this time indeed made a large number of retail investors unable to bear it any longer and chose to sell one after another.

At this time, Xiaoxing Technology's plate was too secretive, and it was obvious that the dealer was deliberately suppressing the valuation. This kind of shoddy work would inevitably attract criticism from retail investors, but the effect was indeed minimal.

The dishes in the old third board are inherently risky, so who cares about you?

But the better this effect is, the closer it is to hell for that professional trader.

In this case, the banker can only continue to increase the pressure on the lower limit, creating greater panic, and the road will be dark.



At noon, He Chaoran called Zhang Yushu with a cheerful voice. At this time, he was sitting next to the computer, looking at what Gu Qingyuan said was the New Third Board.

However, sitting next to him were several people in suits and ties, who were the top traders in the Shengzheng stock market.

"Lao Zhang, what kind of stock did Gu Qingyuan buy? I happen to have some financial analyst friends here, so I can analyze it for you."

He Chaoran's mean voice came from the phone.

"There are rules, you can't tell anyone about the stocks you bought."

Zhang Yushu said coldly, seeming a little impatient. When he heard He Chaoran was still smiling there, he said, "It's okay."

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no."

"Xiaoxing Technology!"

Before Zhang Yushu could say no, Shen Xiaoduo shouted at the side. Of course, this was also because he was familiar with He Chaoran and understood him. Otherwise, he would not be so rude in front of other people. .

"Xiaoduo you!"

Zhang Yushu looked at Shen Xiaoduo and roared in a low voice, then hung up the phone randomly. The latter stuck out his tongue and turned his head away from looking at him.

On He Chaoran's side, he couldn't wait to open the disk of Xiaoxing Technology, and a few people in suits and leather shoes also came over.

"Fuck!"

Seeing the time-sharing line, which fluctuated greatly from rising to falling limit, several people couldn't help but almost let out a cry at the same time.

"Is this plate so weird?"

One of the men said, taking the mouse from He Chaoran's hand and switching the trading volume side.

"this…"

The man frowned, not knowing what words to use to express his views at this time.

This was the first time he had seen such an exaggerated and random increase, and he was extremely shocked. However, this kind of situation only existed on the Old Third Board. The upper limit and lower limit were both a matter of an instant. The movement of the time-sharing line The magnitude is too exaggerated.

After a while, he coughed softly and then said slowly:

"This ticket has been clearly arranged by the dealer, and there are so many pressures. I don't know what your friend is thinking. There is no need to play."

"Xiao Han, please increase the trading volume."

One of the middle-aged men said, holding his eyes again, his expression was quite serious, as if he had seen something.

"kindness?"

Lao Han glanced back at him, wondering if there was any need to analyze such a plate? But he still raised the trading volume to the top with great respect.

I saw the middle-aged man leaning forward and watching motionlessly, with a serious expression that made it difficult for the people on the side to disturb him.

After that, the middle-aged man grabbed the mouse from Xiao Han's hand, looked at other technical indicators, and analyzed them carefully.

After a long time.

The middle-aged man took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes, and started talking.

"Your friend is obviously playing chess with the banker of Xiaoxing Technology, but those two operations are also like a fight between gods. Both of them are very fast, especially when your friend bought the stock. There is no trace of sloppiness at all.”

"only…"

As he said this, the middle-aged man hesitated.

"It can be seen that your friend has very strong operating skills, but why are you wasting your time on such a junk stock?"
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