Early the next morning, Feng Jun woke up, the bloodshot in his eyes proving he hadn't slept very well that night.
However, his spirit was good, and he went out for a run at six thirty, returning at a quarter past seven. After breakfast, he practiced his Tun Na exercises, and by eight-thirty, he had gone down to the basement to turn on the computer and look at the stock trading system.
Strictly speaking, his self-discipline had become quite strong. If it were someone else, they probably couldn't help but stay glued to the computer all night, unwilling to leave it.
He drank several rounds of tea, patiently waiting until the market opened at nine-thirty, and then he didn't hesitate to dive into his mobile phone.
After the opening auction, the stock he had chosen yesterday opened higher by three cents over the closing price at nine yuan and seventy-four cents a share.
Feng Jun just glanced at it before shifting his attention to the shadow part of the K-line chart.
