Supreme Stock God

2Although she looked like a sword under the vicious gazes of the surrounding boys, Yang Jiabao, who was the top beauty in the entire Peking University, was actually staring at him. This made Zhong Wentong very angry and raise his eyebrows.    0

    

Beside him, Zhou Hao looked at Zhong Wentong, who was enjoying himself, and only shook his head and smiled.    

    

On the stage, Yang Jiabao had already retreated to the backstage. On the stage, there were more than ten girls wearing ethnic clothing and dancing ethnic minorities.    

    

As the saying goes, there are no ugly girls in 178 years. In terms of appearance, the girls on the stage naturally did not have the beauty of Yang Jiabao, but they were also filled with traces of fresh air. In university, there were still a lot of talented girls.    

    

However, with Yang Jiabao as the host of this Spring Welcoming Gala, the boys below the stage felt that each program was "trash time. " They only hoped that the program would end soon so that Yang Jiabao could come out quickly.    

    

"Oh right, Junior Brother, where is your hometown? Are you planning to go back for the Spring Festival?" Zhong Wentong asked.    

    

Zhou Hao answered with a smile, "I am from Guangdong. I need to go back to accompany my family for the Spring Festival. "    

    

"Oh, haha, I'm from Hubei. " Zhong Wentong said, "I don't plan to go home for the Spring Festival this year. I want to take a look at Shanghai and Shenzhen. "    

    

Recalling that Zhong Wentong studied finance, Zhou Hao said, "You went to Shanghai and Shenzhen to try your luck in the stock market?"    

    

"Haha, you are so smart. " Zhong Wentong laughed. Seeing Zhou Hao's strange expression, he could guess what Zhou Hao was thinking. He said, "Actually, I do not only have theoretical knowledge about stocks. Let me put it this way, my experience in trading stocks is much richer than ordinary shareholders.    

    

It's just that I've always used the phone to invest remotely. This time, I want to go to Shanghai and Shenzhen to take a look.    

    

Hehe, I started with the stock market in the second semester of the first year. It's been a full year since then.    

    

At the beginning, I invested 20,000 in the stock market. During that period, I earned more than 10,000 dollars. I also owed 200,000 dollars in foreign debt because of my failed investment.    

    

Fortunately, my luck is not bad. So far, I have earned more than 1 million yuan from the losses and winnings I lost in the past year. "    

    

Zhou Hao was really surprised this time. When he heard that Zhong Wentong was going to invest in the stock market, he was worried that Zhong Wentong was only a student with theoretical knowledge and no practical experience. If he were to rush into the stock market like this, he would probably be covered in injuries.    

    

He did not expect that Zhong Wentong had started to invest in the stock market a year ago, and he even earned more than a million in a short year.    

    

A million was not a large sum to Zhou Hao, but Zhong Wentong was only a university student, and his initial capital was only twenty thousand.    

    

That was to say, Zhong Wentong earned 50 times the profit in a year through the stock market. Even someone like George Soros probably did not have such results at Zhong Wentong's age.    

    

"Didn't Little Ping say that practice is the only standard to test the truth? If you only memorize those theories in school, what's the use?" Zhong Wentong said," So, I practice while learning. "    

    

Seeing Zhong Wentong smile and revealing his white teeth, Zhou Hao also admired him. This tanned and sunny boy was truly a genius.    

    

Most importantly, he did not have a smooth sailing life in the stock market. From what he said just now, he had once committed a debt of more than 200,000 yuan.    

    

More than 200,000 yuan, how much pressure was this for a student? And under this kind of pressure, Zhong Wentong could still make a comeback and continue to work hard. This was not just a matter of talent. He had the kind of courage that most people did not possess.    

    

To be able to turn twenty thousand into one million was naturally not Zhong Wentong's own luck. Zhou Hao knew that those who could make big money from the stock market either had huge financial resources or extraordinary analytical and predictive abilities.    

    

Furthermore, even if he earned more than a million, Zhong Wentong did not have the slightest bit of arrogance on him. Zhou Hao, who had two lifetimes of experience, also saw Zhong Wentong as an ordinary student just now.    

    

"You plan to invest the more than 1 million you earned into the stock market?" Zhou Hao asked with interest.    

    

Zhong Wentong shook his head. "Of course not. That's more than one million yuan. How many white buns can I buy? I only plan to use 200,000 yuan this time.    

    

As for the rest of the money, I'll give it to my parents. Although those two old fellows aren't short of money, they still raised me up. I have to be filial to them, right?"    

    

Zhou Hao also laughed when he heard that. He had already made a decision in his heart. This Zhong Wentong must be pulled into his company.    

    

It would be a pity to miss out on such a talent. Not only did Zhou Hao feel that he was lucky, he had also casually met a talent.    

    

"By the way, junior brother, I only told you these things because we were still able to talk about it. Even my roommates don't know about it. You have to help me keep it a secret. " Zhong Wentong said again.    

    

Zhou Hao looked at him with a smile on his face. "If those girls know that you have more than a million yuan, then even if you don't have to do anything, they will still take the initiative to give it to you. "    

    

"Tch!" Zhong Wentong curled his lips. "What's the point of that kind of woman?"    

    

Zhou Hao nodded in agreement. He knew that Zhong Wentong's family background should be very good. If it was an ordinary family, why would they give twenty thousand dollars to their son to sell stocks?    

    

If Zhong Wentong was that kind of playboy, he should be able to hook up with quite a number of girls just by relying on his family background.    

    

The people on the stage were in full swing. Zhou Hao and Zhong Wentong were also chatting happily below the stage.    

    

When he heard Zhong Wentong say that he and his roommates were using different methods to peep at girls' dorms, and that he was also a fellow apprentice, he was very honest and taught Zhou Hao a lot of "good tricks. " Zhou Hao could not help but laugh.    

    

As they chatted, the two of them suddenly heard Yang Jiabao on the stage say that tonight's Spring Welcoming Banquet was about to end. Only then did they come back to their senses. In their hearts, they had a feeling that a thousand cups of wine was not enough to meet a bosom friend.    

    

"Zhou Hao, which dormitory are you from? When I have time, I will go and find you. You are quite good at chatting with me. " Zhong Wentong said.    

    

Zhou Hao was troubled by how to tell Zhong Wentong that he did not die at Peking University when he suddenly heard Yang Jiabao on the stage holding a microphone and saying, "Students and teachers, tonight's Spring Welcoming Gala is about to end, but don't be in a hurry to leave. We still have a finale show to present to everyone.    

    

Next, Zhou Hao will come up on stage to perform a song for everyone as a token of appreciation for your presence tonight. "    

    

When these words came out, not only Zhong Wentong and the other students, even Zhou Hao himself was stunned. He couldn't help but point at himself. "What? You want me to go on stage?"    

    

Yang Jiabao on the stage smiled and said to Zhou Hao, "Zhou Hao, quickly come up. Everyone is waiting. "    

    

Zhou Hao touched the sly smile on Yang Jiabao's face and could only smile bitterly. This girl must be unhappy that he did not come to find her during this period of time, so she deliberately wanted to punish him.    

    

Seeing the curious gazes of the surrounding students looking at him, Zhou Hao couldn't just sit there and pretend nothing happened, so he could only stand up and walk to the stage in front of everyone, and cast a reproachful look at Yang Jiabao who was standing in the middle of the stage.    

    

Yang Jiabao was naturally not afraid of Zhou Hao's blame. When Zhou Hao came to her side, she deliberately asked him, "Zhou Hao, what song are you going to sing for everyone?"    

    

Everyone below the stage looked at Zhou Hao. They were curious which class this boy belonged to, but they had never seen him before.    

    

Although no one below the stage knew who Zhou Hao was, Zhou Hao was tall and handsome, and he had an extraordinary temperament. Therefore, his appearance on the stage attracted the attention of many girls.    

    

Facing Yang Jiabao's microphone, Zhou Hao deliberately made things difficult for her, so he said, "This, I have a habit of singing. I need to use the piano as accompaniment. If I don't have the piano, I'm not used to it. "    

    

Yang Jiabao smiled and said, "Our academy lacks everything except for instruments. Someone, push the piano over. "    

    

Immediately, a few boys pushed a triangular piano onto the stage. Yang Jiabao even looked at Zhou Hao as if she was trying to show off.    

    

Zhou Hao smiled bitterly and shook his head. He thought that since it had already come to this, if he did not satisfy Yang Jiabao, she might even come out to deal with him tonight.    

    

So, Zhou Hao sat in front of the piano, and Yang Jiabao immediately put the microphone on the bracket and pointed it at Zhou Hao.    

    

Gently tapping the microphone, Zhou Hao said to the people below the stage, "I am fortunate to be able to perform for everyone tonight. Then I will present a song that I have written recently to our beautiful classmates and teachers.    

    

This song's name is The Moon represents My Heart. I will show you my ugliness. "    

    

When many people below the stage heard the name of Zhou Hao's song, they thought that he was going to sing Deng Lijun's The Moon represents My Heart. They could not help but curse in their hearts. "Singing someone else's song, and you still have the nerve to say that it was written by yourself?"    

    

However, when Zhou Hao's ten fingers started to dance on the piano keys, a sad melody flowed out. Those who originally wanted to see Zhou Hao make a fool of himself immediately knew that Zhou Hao wasn't going to sing the classic The Moon represents My Heart.    

    

Zhou Hao's magnetic voice drifted through the microphone above the spacious venue.    

    

How much do I love you? How much do I miss you?    

    

It was raining on the sidewalk outside the window.    

    

It doesn't say anything about the pink rain.    

    

He sighed at me behind the glass.    

    

Was his heart aching? Was his footsteps heavy?    

    

What is love? I can't describe it.    

    

Anyway, thinking of you is as thick as black coffee.    

    

Those who haven't drunk it won't understand.    

    

You ask me how much I love you.    

    

The moon represents my heart!    

    

No one can tell you!    

    

It's just that they are not pure enough.    

    

You ask me how much I love you!    

    

The moon can listen to my words!    

    

Continue to ask or give up!    

    

It's not a kiss that can explain it!    

    

Listening to Zhou Hao's charming singing and looking at Zhou Hao's gentle eyes, Yang Jiabao unknowingly became infatuated.