Chapter 82: One's achievement is built on the bones of ten thousand people

  There are also a small number of investors who have accepted reality, regardless of how dirty the floor is in the hall, they sit directly on the ground, staring blankly at the numbers on the screen, tears unknowingly flowing down their eyes, their lips opening and closing, if someone understands lip language, they would definitely know that they are saying, it's over, it's all over.

  At this time, the trading registration place in the hall was crowded with people, and those on the periphery kept squeezing inside. However, it had already closed, and the staff at the registration place had all gone home. Nevertheless, some people continued to squeeze inside, for no other reason than to find a good spot, hoping that when the market opened in the afternoon, they could sell off their stocks and lose a little less money.

  Watching this scene, Yang Aiqian couldn't help but sympathize with these retail investors. Some people invested their life savings in the stock market, only to see their stocks plummet and their life's work lost along with it.

  Alas! Wishes are always beautiful, but reality is always cruel. Yang Ai Qian was not a saint and didn't have that ability, so he could only shake his head and say to Xu Xiang Qian: "Let's go find a place to eat!"

  Boss, where is Mr. Chen? Xu Xiangqian suddenly remembered Chen Nan.

  "Big Brother Chen Nan? He's busy, let's not disturb him." Yang Ai Qian knew that Chen Nan wouldn't be able to come, so she made up an excuse to brush it off.

  "Alright then, boss, but what are we going to eat?" Xu Xiang asked.

  Let's just walk and see, I don't have a plan either!

  Outside the stock exchange center's gate, there were several police cars and hospital ambulances on the road.

  Originally, on the rooftop of a high-rise building opposite the Securities Trading Center Building, there was a successful person wearing a suit and tie standing at the edge of the wall with empty eyes, preparing to jump down.

  Yang Ai didn't know how many people would commit suicide after the stock market crash, but he believed that scenes like this were happening all over the world, especially in areas where the decline was more severe.

  In a high-end restaurant not far from the Dongjing City Securities Trading Center, Yang Ai chose a window seat and sat down. After sitting down, he kept looking at the crowd outside the glass window. Suddenly, he felt like a pair of eyes were staring at him, a feeling similar to being stared at by a venomous snake. Turning his head around, he finally realized it was Xu Xiangqian.

  Hehe, Mr. Xu, don't look at me with that gaze, it's giving me the chills. Yang Aiqian smiled and said.

  Boss, how long have you been studying finance? Xu Xiang asked with a face full of admiration.

  It's been about half a year! Yang Ai slightly exaggerated some facts.

  Genius! Boss, you are absolutely a financial genius! Xu Xiang was amazed that Yang Ai had only self-studied finance for six months and could predict this financial storm. He couldn't help but admire his genius, and at this moment, he looked up to Yang Ai as if he were a god. Moreover, he felt extremely honored to be working under such a brilliant boss.

  Mr. Xu, what are you talking about? How could I be a genius? I'm just a bit luckier, that's all. Yang Ai's humble reply.

  "Boss, you're too modest! You can predict the trend of this financial storm. If that's not genius, what is? Xu Xiangqian still thought Yang Aiqian was being humble, so he praised him again."

  "Alright, Mr. Xue, I know I can't convince you, the dishes are here, eat quickly, and after finishing, we still need to go back to the Securities Trading Center." Yang Aiqian knew she couldn't explain to Xue Xiangqian that she had memories of her past life, so she could predict this financial storm, so she changed the subject.

  Oh, got it boss. Xu Xiangqian thought there was going to be a big move when he heard Yang Aiqing's words, so he quickly finished his meal.

  After spending almost half an hour in the restaurant, Yang Aiqian and Xu Xiangqian returned to the Securities Trading Center, their VIP room 808.

  The time was 10:50.

  The opening hours of the R country's stock market are: 8:00-10:00 in the morning, and 11:00-14:30 in the afternoon. At this time, there are only 10 minutes left before the afternoon opening.

  Back in the VIP room, Yang Ai was still in his usual state, sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed, while Xu Xiang was staring intently at the screen, paying close attention to the changes in the stock market.

  When the clock's hand jumps to 11 o'clock, the market opens again.

  The numbers on the rising stop boards of various stocks at the opening of the market still had a negative sign in front, and the stock market was still falling.

  Xu Xiangqian's mouth excitedly shouted: [Down, down, down again.] As a trader, he knew that every point the market fell, Yang Aiqing's $2 million would increase several times.

  Although it's not his money, he doesn't know why, but he always has a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

  Yang Ai sat on the sofa, seemingly indifferent, still meditating with his eyes closed. He knew that everything had already become a foregone conclusion and history would not change. So when the market closed in the afternoon, the entire index would plummet 500 points, a drop of 23.4%.

  While Yang Ai was making a big profit, the trading hall had stock investors who could not withstand the blow and fainted to the ground. Fortunately, the exchange center had already dispatched an ambulance, which was parked outside the door, and the fainted investors received timely treatment, without causing any loss of life.

  One man's success is built on the bones of a thousand men, and the primitive accumulation of capital is just squeezing out other people's blood and flesh! Yang Aiqian suddenly sighed.

  Boss, this is the essence of the stock market, some people can get rich overnight here, and some people can also lose everything overnight, losing their family and their lives.

  Xu Xiang is after all many years older than Yang Ai, with rich experience and a different understanding of the stock market, which is what people usually refer to as life experience.

  Time is ticking away bit by bit, it has been an hour since leaving the city, and the Nikkei index continues to fall with the passage of time.

  "Mr. Xue, how much money have we made now?" Yang Aiqian suddenly stood up and asked, looking at the continuously falling numbers on the big screen.

  "Boss, don't disturb me, look at the screen, it's dropping again. Xu Xiangqian doesn't have time to calculate how much he has earned now, his eyes are fixed on the screen without leaving."

  Alas!

  Yang Ai Qian looked at Xu Xiang Qian's expression and could only sigh, closing her mouth as she stared at the screen.

  Time flies like an arrow, and soon it was 2:30 in the afternoon. The Securities Trading Center also announced its closure.

  At the moment of closing, Xu Xiang's eyes narrowed and he turned his head to stare at Yang Ai, his mind a complete blank. He really didn't dare believe that all this was real. No mistake, the screen displayed exactly what Yang Ai had said earlier: the Nikkei index had plummeted 500 points in one day.

  Yang Ai Qian, how did you predict this? Can you see the future?

  Xu Xiang Qian at this time also forgot that Yang Ai Qian was his boss, and directly called out Yang Ai Qian's name. He pressed his hands tightly on Yang Ai Qian's delicate shoulders, asking with an incredulous face:

  Otherwise, how did you make such an accurate prediction?

  Calm down! Calm down, Mr. Xu! Yang Aiqian felt a sharp pain in his shoulder and could only say with a bitter face.

  After Yang Ai said that, Xu Xiang finally came to his senses, let go of his hand, and felt a bit embarrassed for using too much force earlier. However, he still looked at Yang Ai with full expectation, waiting for her answer.

  Seeing the expression on Xu's face, Yang Aiyan remained silent for a long time before speaking: "Mr. Xu, there is no one in this world who can predict the future. I have only studied many things about finance and mathematics, and after countless calculations, I came up with a rough estimate, but it's still far from accurate." After finishing, he stood up and prepared to leave.

  Xu Xiangqian: "Elder brother Yang, stop fooling me. I'm already calling you elder brother, isn't that enough? Tell me, how did you know the market would drop 500 points in one day?" Xu Xiangqian really wanted to know why Yang Aiqian was able to calculate so accurately, knowing that Yang Aiqian had only self-studied finance books for half a year.

  "Do you really want to know?" Yang Ai asked, pretending to be serious.

  Of course, boss, I really want to know, hurry up and tell me, it's killing me. Xu Xiangqian nodded affirmatively and assumed a listening pose.

  Yang Ai beckoned Xu Xiang to come closer, and when he approached, she said word by word: [You'd know if you read the Bible more.]

  Bible?

  Xu Xiang knew of the existence of the Bible and knew that it was a book full of mysteries.

  "Yeah, the Bible has a lot of future messages, as long as you can decipher one of them, you can benefit from it." Yang Aiqian said.

  "Ah, big brother, boss, I'm begging you, just tell me already, don't keep fooling me around." Xu Xiangqian wasn't a fool either and wouldn't easily believe Yang Aiqian's words.

  Mr. Xu, whether you believe it or not, I really did predict it from the Bible! However, about the equation I calculated, I cannot tell you.

  Boss, did you really get the message from the Bible? Xu Xiangqian is now somewhat skeptical.

  Of course, believe it or not! Yang Ai naturally couldn't tell him that she was actually fooling him.

  [Bible... Bible...] Xu Xiang was muttering these two words nonstop.

  Seeing him like this, Yang Aifeng could only smile and leave the VIP room.