Chapter 571: Notifying everyone, let's get to work

Just at this moment...

Chen Xun thought for a moment; he really couldn't bear to interrupt, but he had to...

"If I remember correctly, the ones you wrap yourself aren't even enough for you to eat, right?" This kid is slick when playing with guns, but when it comes to a batch of dumplings, he's an absolute klutz.

Yet, this klutz happens to love eating dumplings.

"Captain, you've changed..." Yun Mo said with a mournful face, feeling as if the whole world had turned against him.

However, just as Yun Mo was clowning around...

"Li Zai," An Yinan shouted.

"Quick, use all the money on the Trading Cards to buy this code."

"Tell Duyanlong outside to wait a moment."

With a few sentences, she arranged the situation.

Furthermore, she held fifteen slips of paper in her hand, and at different Exchanges, across fifteen accounts, she simultaneously bought the same stock code.

Watching the price climb steadily, she calculated the time and those fifteen accounts, then looked at Li Zai, "Tell the people outside, whatever money they have, dump it all in and buy it."

If it were any other Exchange, she wouldn't have said anything.

Everything that happened this morning gave her an instinctive fondness for this Exchange.

Naturally, she would look after it a bit more.

"Understood." Zhang Cheng took the order and followed the trend, buying ten thousand shares.

The money that came out earlier was all his own savings from many years, plus what he had earned while drifting in the stock market, but in all those years, he hadn't earned as much as he had in these few months in Hong Kong City.

Now...

He couldn't even imagine that there was already over a million lying in his Trading Card...

"This stock?" Zhang Cheng didn't understand.

This stock wasn't a new stock, and no one was even paying attention to it; in any case, there wasn't a single record of it in his notebook.

An Yinan pursed her lips; the reason she kept half the money in Hong Kong Stock was precisely to wait for this.

A ten-year dark horse, leaving all others in the dust.

No stock could resist its speed.

In later generations, some said this was the wave of Hong Kong Stock, the peak of Hong Kong Stock, the era when many stock gods rose.

But An Yinan knew this was a game of capital, though this capital was not virtual capital, nor was it a Routine Stock.

This stock truly existed.

"Do we need to clear the position on the previous stock?" Zhang Cheng asked again.

The stock bought earlier had very little growth, and there was no hope of profit in sight; even if it were him, choosing a stable type of stock, he wouldn't have picked that one.

"No, that one cannot be touched; in ten days, clear the position," An Yinan replied.

"Ten days? Why?" Zhang Cheng didn't understand.

Because of An Yinan's massive capital injection, that stock finally had a trend of coming back to life; in the eyes of a businessman like him, wasn't this just pure charity?

According to An Yinan's personality, would she do that?

Those who played Mother-Child Stock collapsed, and those who played Routine Stock didn't dare to show their faces in Hong Kong City.

The recent calm in stocks was because Routine Stocks were becoming fewer, and because there was a problem with the Mother-Child Stock, and the mole on that side hadn't been found yet; now, many people were avoiding the Hong Kong City stock market.

"Because... that stock is a China Stock." Only now did An Yinan give him an answer.

China Stock.

She...

Zhang Cheng seemed to understand everything; a basin of cold water felt like it had been poured over his head, chilling him to the core. His mind cleared, and his heart understood.

So, the reason she didn't let the people outside invest was because she wasn't sure if it could rise either.

So, the reason she ignored everything and gave up huge profits was because it was a China Stock.

She was managing the trades for someone.

Mainland...

Right, she had said something meaningful earlier, but he hadn't paid attention and hadn't remembered it.

Not until she repeated it today did he realize what she was doing.

"Boss, the stock board seems to have a trend of rising." A young man pushed the door open excitedly without knocking.

The person inside the room looked utterly dejected, hair disheveled, stubble grown out, eyes bloodshot; even now, he didn't know where the problem had gone wrong.

"What?" That person's eyes were bloodshot, and looking at the person in front of him, everything was doubled.

"The stock board seems to be rising." The young man repeated it tirelessly, and his entire state had changed as well.

"Rising?" The boss immediately walked out and saw the screen in the Main Hall; rising...

It would take an investment of at least a million or more for it to rise.

And following that huge capital injection, there were many smaller ones behind it, trickling in bit by bit; although small, one could see from the line chart that the surface of the stagnant lake, as if a stone had been thrown into it, suddenly had ripples.

And his lake only needed this one stone.

"Is the source of the funds known?" The boss turned to look at the young man.

The young man was stunned, "Boss, I'll check right now."

He had just been too happy and completely forgot to check the source of the funds.

"Found it, Hong Kong City, Hong Kong Stock." When the young man said this, he was still somewhat incredulous.

Hong Kong City...

That chaotic territory.

What kind of person would invest in a stagnant pool?

Wealthy people will certainly be accompanied by technical advisors, and under no circumstances would they choose their own stock ticker.

"Hong Kong City..." the Leader muttered to himself.

"Notify everyone, begin work."

In an instant, the company began to operate, and the gains from the stocks continuously expanded the stock shares and capital.

Hong Kong City.

"Madam, this stock seems to have a downward trend." Today, the entire Exchange was very quiet.

It had already been seven days, and everyone's gaze was no longer wandering aimlessly; they only looked at one stock, only looked at one dynamic line.

Zhang Cheng looked at the chart and felt that this time An Yinan might fail; this stock had already shown signs of fatigue and lacked its previous momentum.

This indicated that it had now reached a state of saturation.

An Yinan recorded all the data; this stock was a textbook-like existence for the future.

She turned her head to look at Zhang Cheng and Li Zai, as well as Xiao Liu who was accompanying them from Huaxia, "The three of you, learn, watch, and record; the day I clear my position, each of you will need to write a report on this stock for me."

"It must be written."

The dark horse nature of this stock was not in the early stage, but in the mid-to-late stage, teaching many stock investors a textbook-like lesson.

And An Yinan was waiting, while also constantly calculating data and analyzing news reports from all aspects.

After all, memory is something that always leaves a deep impression on her.

And as time passed, the events in her memory had many discrepancies.

Perhaps it was her appearance that changed many magnetic field reactions, or perhaps the timeline of this space-time was just like this.

But she would go through a massive amount of calculations; while others saw her as poised and in control, and saw her when she was calm and ordinary, her mind was experiencing many brainstorms.