"Chen Wei, let me tell you, if I lose on this trade, you have to compensate me for my losses!" Zhou Yi said bitterly.
Just as he finished speaking, he froze!
A large red candle appeared on the trading screen, crashing directly to 4.25!
There were also a lot of sell orders piled up above!
"Wow! Zhou Ge, this trade is on fire!" Wang Zhaoguo exclaimed.
Zhou Yi had one hundred short positions, with a floating profit of three thousand!
Chen Wei glanced at Zhou Yi with a smile that didn't reach his eyes and said, "If I have to compensate you for losses, what about the gains? Are you going to share some with me?"
Zhou Yi fell silent.
Chen Wei shrugged it off and didn't pursue the matter further.
After all, if he hadn't reminded Zhou Yi just now and had just focused on shorting, Zhou Yi would most likely have been wiped out.
That would have been unfair.
Even if he didn't like Zhou Yi, he couldn't do that.
Letting Zhou Yi short along with him and make some money was just a casual favor. Whether Zhou Yi appreciated it was his business. Anyway, as long as Chen Wei's actions were justified, that was all that mattered.
"Chen Ge, you're amazing! How did you know this stock would drop so hard?" Wang Zhaoguo leaned over, a mixture of admiration and curiosity in his tone.
"Gut feeling," Chen Wei said lightly, placing a sell order at 4.25.
Wang Zhaoguo didn't find Chen Wei rude or arrogant; instead, he thought Chen Wei was mysterious and profound.
A gut feeling! So impressive!
Zhou Yi rolled his eyes beside them.
What a load of crap gut feeling!
Why not say you're psychic?
Although he muttered inwardly, Zhou Yi was also puzzled about how Chen Wei had seen this stock dropping so severely.
After thinking it over, he couldn't figure it out and could only attribute it to luck.
Zhou Yi's one hundred short positions were also sold at 4.25, earning him three thousand five hundred.
Adding the one thousand five hundred from earlier, plus the hundred or so from the opening, he had earned over five thousand today.
He had been trading for over half a year, and this was the first time he had made so much money in a single day. He was quite excited.
Yesterday's loss of over eight thousand had been mostly wiped out, and the confidence that had been shattered yesterday had been restored.
But he didn't realize, or perhaps subconsciously refused to admit, that if Wang Zhaoguo hadn't told him about Casi, he might have only made a couple of hundred today. Even just now, if Chen Wei hadn't used his skills and reminded him, he would have lost big again.
Of course, Chen Wei didn't expect him to be grateful. It was already good if he didn't mock Chen Wei too much.
After these two hundred positions were closed, Chen Wei earned seven thousand yuan.
Today's total profit was twelve thousand five hundred.
Crossing ten thousand in a single day could be attributed to luck, but doing it for two consecutive days wasn't luck, it was skill.
This point was most deeply felt by Wang Zhaoguo, who had been watching from beginning to end.
Wang Zhaoguo had been with the company for three months. When he joined, Zhou Yi was already making a name for himself, and Chen Wei was already out of favor with Zhao Yang.
Naturally, in the eyes of Wang Zhaoguo and the other newcomers, making several thousand in a month like Zhou Yi was considered impressive, while Chen Wei, who was losing money all the time, honestly wouldn't have been noticed if Zhou Yi hadn't been targeting him all the time.
Wang Zhaoguo had never seen Chen Wei trade, so he naturally assumed that Chen Wei's trading was poor and followed Zhou Yi in mocking Chen Wei.
Yesterday, when Chen Wei made over ten thousand, it surprised these people.
They no longer dared to mock Chen Wei openly.
After all, making over ten thousand in a day, which was equivalent to the annual income of an ordinary office worker, even if Chen Wei was lucky, it was enough to make these newcomers envy him. How could they mock Chen Wei again? Moreover, what qualifications did they have to mock Chen Wei?
That's why none of them mocked Chen Wei when they came in before trading. In fact, a few of them even greeted Chen Wei actively.
Now, in front of Wang Zhaoguo, Chen Wei made over ten thousand again.
Wang Zhaoguo worshipped Chen Wei.
Unfortunately, Chen Wei was indifferent to him...
With over twelve thousand in profit and no more skills left, and with over an hour left until the market closed, Chen Wei didn't plan to trade anymore. He leisurely started reading a novel.
Beside him, Zhou Yi also started reading a novel leisurely.
Seeing both of them finished, Wang Zhaoguo took out his phone and started playing games...
As the market was about to close, Zhao Yang came in again.
There was a hint of joy in his eyes, unlike the gloominess earlier.
Upon entering, he first looked at what everyone was doing. He praised those who made money and encouraged those who lost.
A senior trader who had a good relationship with Zhao Yang asked him, "How's the battle going, Zhao Ge?"
"It's okay, I made over three thousand yuan," Zhao Yang said, unable to conceal his pride.
Making over three thousand in one night was already a lot. In their entire company, there were nearly two hundred traders, and only twenty or so could make over a thousand in a night. Those who could make over three thousand wouldn't exceed five.
"Impressive, Zhao Ge! Amazing!" everyone exclaimed.
"Ah, what's so amazing? I missed a few opportunities. Otherwise, I might have made over ten thousand today!" Zhao Yang said with a hint of regret.
In fact, even if he had seized those few opportunities, he would have only made one or two thousand more. It wasn't so easy to surpass ten thousand.
This further amazed everyone, and Zhao Yang became even more proud.
Approaching Zhou Yi, who was reading a novel, Zhao Yang asked, "How did it go?"
"Okay, made over five thousand yuan," Zhou Yi said casually.
"How... how much?" Zhao Yang couldn't believe it.
Zhou Yi had never made more than a thousand in one night before. Today, he unexpectedly made over five thousand, which greatly exceeded Zhao Yang's expectations.
The key was that he had just pretended to be better, and then encountered someone even better...
As he spoke, Zhao Yang took Zhou Yi's mouse, closed his novel, and displayed the trading software.
Sure enough, Zhou Yi had made over five thousand one hundred.
Casi alone had made five thousand for him.
Zhao Yang quickly opened Casi's data and then Zhou Yi's trading records to take a look.
At this moment, other traders also gathered around.
Looking at Zhou Yi's computer screen, they all exclaimed, "Wow, over five thousand! Zhou Ge is amazing! How did you do it with this stock?"
Zhou Yi was extremely pleased and was about to show off. However, Wang Zhaoguo, who was beside him, said, "Chen Ge made even more, over twelve thousand!"
Including Zhao Yang, everyone was stunned.
Some wanted to come over and see if Chen Wei really made over twelve thousand, but Chen Wei had already closed his computer, stood up, and left without looking back...