Willow Tree Road, Fennel Noodle House.
After returning, Chen Cheng sat at the small desk by the attic window, pulling out a notebook, fingers flying swiftly across the keyboard.
And Xiao Meier sat by the bed, silently folding the clothes they brought back.
She would occasionally lift her head and glance at Chen Cheng's focused silhouette, a tender warmth in her eyes.
Chen Cheng was very clear at this moment; only with money could he lead the life he desired.
But he understood even more that in this life, one cannot earn money beyond one's understanding.
So, he resumed his old line of work, lines of code appearing on the screen.
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Strategy mindset:
Stock selection: Financial indicators-based stock picking
Timing: RSRS timing
Position holding: Hold 10 stocks when there are opening signals; stay in cash when not satisfied
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#initialize function, setting up benchmarks, etc.
def initialize(context):
# Turn on dynamic rights adjustment mode (real price)
set_option('use_real_price', True)
...
But as lines of code appeared one by one, Chen Cheng realized a problem.
Back in his institutional days, in terms of information access on this level, of course, the current software and hardware base could not compare with the past.
More importantly, even if he was extremely lucky, and the program he wrote along with the devised strategies were flawless, and plus, if the market trend continued to rise, it would still not outperform the daily interest rate in this game.
This was like being given a gold mine, where mechanical and large-scale mining was a clear option, yet one insisted on seeking a distant solution by employing the most primitive and clumsy manual excavation.
Therefore, Chen Cheng understood that to truly master this game, one still needed a large initial infusion of capital.
The tapping sounds of the keyboard gradually came to a stop, and Chen Cheng's gaze shifted to the window.
The light filtering through the leaves seemed to narrate his confusion.
"Eh, what are these English words, commas, and brackets for?"
Seeing Chen Cheng stop, Xiao Meier tiptoed over to him, leaning over and curiously looking at the dry text on the screen.
Chen Cheng turned his head, his gaze unintentionally falling on the snowy white skin of Xiao Meier's chest.
He quickly averted his eyes, explaining patiently, "These are programming syntax and symbols, used to control the behavior and logic of the program."
Xiao Meier immediately praised him, "Such complicated stuff, and you've written so much in a short while. If it were me, even if I typed it all out, with my slow typing skills, I wouldn't finish until nightfall, right?"
"Don't flatter me, Sister Meier."
"I'm telling the truth!"
Xiao Meier said seriously, pointing at the code on the screen, "All these letters and symbols look like a mess to me, but you can turn them into something that makes money, isn't that amazing?"
Leaning back in his chair, Chen Cheng curiously asked as he looked at the stars filling his vision, "Can I ask you a question?"
"I don't understand any of this," laughed Xiao Meier.
Chen Cheng shook his head, "Sister Meier, if you had a lot of money, what would you do?"
Xiao Meier leaned on the table, her beautiful legs naturally crossed, her left hand supporting her chin, and said, "I'd open a place even better than Xin Chuanji under the Big Willow Tree!"
Chen Cheng thought she would talk about enjoying life or buying something she'd never been willing to purchase, but this simple yet grand aspiration was Xiao Meier's most sincere thought.
"Is it that simple?" he asked.
"Simple? I don't think it's simple?" Xiao Meier's gaze drifted off into the distance as she spoke slowly:
"When I was eighteen, I carried the 2000 yuan given to me by my family, and after sitting on the K590 train for a day and a night, I finally arrived here."
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"I was thinking at the time, once I make money, I want to open a restaurant just like Xin Chuanji."
Xiao Meier laughed bitterly and helplessly, "But look. It's been over ten years, and I still haven't achieved this dream."
Chen Cheng listened quietly, feeling the persistence in Xiao Meier's heart.
"Elder Sister Meier, don't worry. With me here, your dream will soon come true," Chen Cheng said.
A light glimmered in Xiao Meier's eyes as she smiled faintly: "There you go boasting again, kiddo!"
"I'm not bragging!"
"All right, all right, take a break. If you're tired from writing, move your neck around and look into the distance," Xiao Meier straightened up, "I'm going to make dinner, I'll call you when it's ready."
Chen Cheng watched Xiao Meier descend the stairs, feeling as if the long-lost, homey scent had finally arrived.
And after seeing the stack of neatly folded clothes on the bed, the desire to win inside him grew even stronger.
"I must get some money!"
Although Chen Cheng now had a hundred thousand, the interest generated from this sum was nowhere near enough to quickly realize his dreams.
He had to find a way to rapidly accumulate initial capital.
Earning money through business had long been written into the Criminal Code, legal and compliant, and that had always been Chen Cheng's bottom line since starting his career.
He turned on his cellphone, as if all the circumstances were guiding him to take out a few loans.
The advertisement stating "18% annual interest rate, borrowing 1,000 yuan for just 1 day costs only 0.5 yuan" seemed to have sprouted hundreds of invisible spider silks, incessantly tugging at Chen Cheng's fingertips.
A simple tap on the loan button, and his overnight riches would arrive.
"Xiao Cheng! Come down for dinner!"
The voice from downstairs snapped Chen Cheng out of his thoughts, and he suddenly became alert; he couldn't bring himself to fund those bloodsucking institutions with his hard-earned interest.
"Coming," he called back.
Then, Chen Cheng exited the loan application, and as soon as he got up, he noticed that the [Items] section in his panel had changed without him realizing.
[Item: Unlock for 3,000 yuan]
Chen Cheng thought the sum wasn't much and, adopting the attitude of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor, he unlocked the first item.
[Congratulations, you have acquired Zhongguancun Xinda Network Technology Co., Ltd.]
[Related documents have been delivered to the wardrobe behind you.]
Chen Cheng hurried over, opened the wardrobe door, and indeed found a yellow kraft paper bag inside.
He looked inside and not only found business licenses and other documents but also proofs of three years of financial statements; his eyes instantly lit up.
A car could secure a loan of a hundred thousand; that was the friendship price from Shu Biao.
But a company could borrow much more than just a hundred thousand!
The astute Chen Cheng immediately understood where his first large bucket of start-up capital was going to come from.
Enterprise loans often come with lower interest rates than personal credit loans or secured loans and allow borrowing of much larger amounts.
Moreover, with the central bank recently releasing the news of "250 trillion yuan in loan balances," this was undoubtedly the best signal.
"Xiao Cheng, are you ready?" Xiao Meier's voice came from downstairs, her footsteps drawing near.
The corners of Chen Cheng's mouth curled into a smile as he cheerfully replied, "Coming! Coming!"
His brisk footsteps indicated that he had found the optimal solution.
Now, he would go first thing tomorrow morning to the company's location at the Beijing branch to process the loan.
On the dining table, three dishes had already been prepared: shredded pork with garlic sauce, Mapo Tofu, and beef leftovers from today.
Xiao Meier brought over the bowls and chopsticks, "Xiao Cheng, I'm going out to set up the stall after I finish eating. Will you be on your own in the store?"
Chen Cheng sat opposite her, "I'll go with you to lend a hand."
"Is that so?" Xiao Meier was surprised and expectant.
Chen Cheng picked up his rice bowl, "Didn't you say I've become good at taking care of people? Shouldn't I show it off a bit?"
Xiao Meier picked up her chopsticks and lightly tapped the back of Chen Cheng's hand, chuckling with a scolding tone: "Always the talkative one, you!"
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