Rebirth and making money first

Chapter 201 The stock market operates again

Faced with her mother's question, Zhang Jing didn't know how to respond. She could only say, "Mom, your son has other things to do. Don't you know what his level is?"

My mother said, "Of course I know about my son. I'm just telling you, if you find any way to make money, take him with you. And let him stand up straight in front of his wife."

"I know. Don't worry so much! Doesn't the Yiwu shop in Huizhou generate income? He has wanted to live down for a long time. He has always said that once the house is moved back, he will live down with his wife. One house to live in and one house to rent. You are not as open-minded as he is!" Zhang Jing explained to her mother.

"He dares? I won't raise my grandson anymore? Since he has such an idea, I won't give him any money. That way, he won't do anything." The old lady realized it belatedly and prepared to tighten her coffers. She also advised Zhang Jing: "You should save more money too, so you don't get stuck with it when the time comes. No one will help you if you do it yourself!"

"I know!" Zhang Jing coaxed her mother and hung up the phone. Thinking about the money she had, she realized that if she didn't find a solution, moving back to the house and renovating it would be a problem.

If you want to make quick money, there's basically no way around it except with lottery tickets and stocks. Zhang Jing gave up on the lottery and decided to see if there was any chance of success with stocks.

After thinking about it, besides Director Chen, it seemed the only other stock traders around here were Uncle Zhang. Zhang Jing didn't want to contact either of them, and Mrs. Xu had passed away. She had no choice but to figure it out on her own, using her own account, of course. Zhang Jing planned to keep the money Mrs. Xu had transferred to her for a long time. She wanted to see what the returns would be in twenty years.

Opening the stock screen on her computer, the stock market jumped out at her. Zhang Jing slowly flipped through the pages. Some of these stocks were still there thirty years later, while others had long since vanished.

Yili sells milk powder, and its stock price was over 17.12 yuan in the past. It's only 16.88 now, with today's low at 8. So, Zhang Jing decided to buy it. She transferred the 16.9 yuan her father-in-law had given her. She set the price at 4700 yuan and bought shares. She planned to keep the remaining several hundred thousand yuan for now, saving it for other investments.

This was also Ah Chen's share of the money, so it could be considered an investment for Ah Chen. Anyway, both children drank formula, even though it wasn't from Yili. But that didn't stop Zhang Jing from liking it, especially since her teacher in her previous life often used it as an example in financial management class.

Of course, the teacher also mentioned Fuyao and Haitian. Now, looking at Fuyao, my god, it's dropped to over 9 yuan! It opened at 44 yuan, which is a shame. But Zhang Jing knew it would take 18 years for the clouds to clear and the moon to appear, so she didn't want to get entangled with it now.

Haitian is not even listed yet and will be listed in more than a decade. Don't worry about it, just look at other options.

Zhang Jing plans to wait until Yili's share price rises to over 20 yuan before making a move.

Zhang Xiaobing's arrival made Zhang Jing change her mind. "Sister, I got my 10 yuan back. Mom scolded me. What can I do to make money quickly? The old lady told me to listen to you!"

Zhang Jing was talking about stock trading! Zhang Xiaobing said, "I don't know how either." Zhang Jing said, "First, open an account and get a shareholder trading card. I'll teach you the rest slowly."

Zhang Xiaobing asked, "Is this reliable?"

Zhang Jing said, "If you're afraid, just deposit it in the bank!"

"Then I'll think about it! By the way, what stocks did you buy? How much?" Zhang Xiaobing asked.

Zhang Jing didn't hide it from him and directly told him she had bought Yili. As she spoke, she opened the box and showed him that it had been bought. Zhang Xiaobing asked, "Why did you buy so much? What if you lose money?"

Zhang Jing said, "I'll sell when I make a profit. Once it reaches over 20, I'll pull out. Make a quick buck!"

Zhang Xiaobing said, "Then why don't I buy some with you?"

"How much do you want to buy?" Zhang Jing asked him.

"I don't have much money, and I won't throw it all in. So how about I take 5000 yuan and try it?" Zhang Xiaobing said hesitantly.

"Okay, but it's 17 yuan now. You can only buy 5000 shares with 290 yuan. If that doesn't work, round it up and buy 300 shares. Give me 5150 yuan, including the transaction fees!" Zhang Jing said, "If that doesn't work, open an account and buy it yourself. I don't know what the price will be then!"

Zhang Xiaobing immediately agreed, saying he would send the money tomorrow and asking Zhang Jing to lend him the money first. After quickly completing the operation, Zhang Jing warned Zhang Xiaobing that if he didn't send the money tomorrow, the 300 shares would belong to him.

"Oh, sister, are you still worried about your brother? I'm leaving and going to get money for you!" Zhang Xiaobing was on leave with others, so it was convenient for him to come over.

Zhang Xiaobing quickly delivered the money and left, telling Zhang Jing to let him know if there was any news. Zhang Jing didn't take it seriously, continuing to prepare for her writing career. Looking at the two children, she suddenly remembered the many stories about cute babies she'd written in her past life. An idea struck her: she might as well follow suit and write a story about them, testing the waters.

As for stocks, Zhang Jing simply set a sell price of 25 yuan, with a deadline of six months. She was afraid she'd forget, and this way she'd always be sure. Luckily, she remembered her teacher's lecture about Yili's stock price rising to over 25 yuan before falling back. So, she set that price.

Soon, Zhang Jing noticed that Zhang Xiaobing would frequently ask about stocks. This annoyed her to no end. One sunny afternoon, Zhang Jing received another call from him. Zhang Xiaobing's voice was filled with excitement and excitement: "Sister, I just checked my stocks, and our investment is profitable! It's now 18.76, incredible! Can we sell now?"

Zhang Jing said, "Yes, I saw that. The market fluctuations allowed us to make a small profit. I think we should wait a while. My target price is 25 yuan. Don't worry, you will definitely be able to lock in the profit when the time comes."

Zhang Xiaobing hesitated for a moment: "But, if the market falls, if we don't sell now, will we lose money?"

Zhang Jing said firmly, "Investing in the stock market is inherently risky. Now that we've just made a profit, why not take advantage of the opportunity and wait a little longer? It's always good to have a bigger profit in your pocket."

Eventually, Zhang Xiaobing agreed with Zhang Jing, and the two decided to continue holding the shares. Soon, the stock price plummeted back to 17.3 yuan. Zhang Xiaobing was distraught, fearing he'd lost all his money, and urged Zhang Jing to sell the shares. Zhang Jing refused to listen and continued to trade her own shares.

Zhang Xiaobing was very angry, and finally Zhang Jing said, "I'll compensate you for your loss!" and he gave up.

When the stock price reached 19 yuan, Zhang Xiaobing decided to withdraw. He asked Zhang Jing to help him sell the shares. Zhang Jing thought about it and agreed. After the sale, Zhang Jing gave him 6000 yuan. He breathed a sigh of relief, pleased with his wise decision.

However, the story didn't end there. When Zhang Xiaobing's friends and colleagues learned he had successfully made a fortune in the stock market, their reactions were quite different. Some expressed envy and congratulations, but many more expressed a mixed feeling—admiration, jealousy, and a hint of regret.

Zhang Zhi was one of them. She had always had a keen interest in stock market investing, and Zhang Jing knew that she had participated in it in her previous life. Now that she saw her brother and sister making money so easily, she couldn't help but feel a little unbalanced.

"Why don't you ask me to buy some too?" Zhang Zhi questioned Zhang Xiaobing. "Whenever you have something good and can make money, you don't tell me! Whenever I have something good, I always think of you first!"

Zhang Xiaobing tried to explain their decision-making process and the risks of stock market investing, but Zhang Zhi seemed oblivious. She insisted that if they had asked her, she would have bought more stocks and would have made more money now.

Faced with their family's misunderstanding and reproach, Zhang Xiaobing and Zhang Jing felt unprecedented pressure. To appease Zhang Zhi's discontent, Zhang Xiaobing decided to lend her 10 yuan to invest in stocks. The two went together to open an account.

When Zhang Jing found out, she realized it was just a replay of her past life. The two of them still kept it a secret from Zhang Jing and her mother, and Zhang Zhi lost all the 10 yuan. She had no choice but to pay back Zhang Xiaobing from her household allowance every month, just like in her past life.

Zhang Xiaobing came to Zhang Jing again this time because Zhang Jing's stock price had risen to 20 yuan. If she sold it, she could make a net profit of more than yuan! This information gave him confidence. He finally realized that his eldest sister was more talented than his second sister in this area. He couldn't sit still anymore and ran to Zhang Jing again, asking Zhang Jing to help him trade stocks. This time he took out yuan and said, "Sister, I'll do whatever you say! Sell it if you want. I won't push you anymore."

Zhang Jing rejected him, telling him that stock market fluctuations were never fully predictable. No one could win consistently, and people like Zhang Xiaobing were only suited to bank deposits. Zhang Xiaobing said, "I already have an account, so I can't just sit there and do nothing, right?"

Zhang Jing said, "Why don't you wait and see? If that doesn't work, open another bank card and I'll help you with the account." Zhang Xiaobing said, "Why is it so troublesome? I'll take a look."

Two months later, Zhang Jing's stock lived up to expectations, rising steadily. Finally reaching 25 yuan, Zhang Jing set up an automatic sell function, and over 5 yuan was deposited into her account. Upon learning of this, Zhang Xiaobing immediately made up his mind. He let Zhang Jing manage his account and generously transferred yuan into it.

"Sister, from now on, whether your brother eats meat or drinks porridge is up to you!" Zhang Xiaobing hoped that Zhang Jing would continue to guide him in investing. Of course, if he lost money, he wanted Zhang Jing to compensate him for his losses, but he didn't dare to say it out loud.

Faced with this situation, Zhang Jing felt an unprecedented sense of distress. She realized that stock market investing isn't a zero-sum game; not everyone wins. More importantly, she began to reflect on her own behavior: Was guiding others in investing beyond her responsibility and ability?

After much reflection, Zhang Jing decided not to be responsible for other people's investment decisions. She explained to Zhang Xiaobing that stock market investment is risky and that everyone should make independent judgments based on their own risk tolerance and investment goals.

Although Zhang Xiaobing was displeased by these remarks, Zhang Jing insisted that investment decisions should be based on personal judgment and risk tolerance. She was also unwilling to assume responsibility beyond her control. So she and Zhang Xiaobing reached an agreement that his account would focus on conservative investments, and that he would be allowed to manage and guide the account himself.

Over time, Zhang Xiaobing gradually came to understand Zhang Jing's perspective. He also profited from his investments, albeit modestly. He began to appreciate Zhang Jing's advice and guidance, and compared to others who suffered losses, he began to appreciate his own good fortune. Investing in the stock market, it turned out, was truly a game of both risk and opportunity.

Ultimately, Zhang Xiaobing learned an important lesson from this investment turmoil: in the stock market, there are no permanent winners or losers. Everyone should make independent investment decisions based on their own circumstances and assume the corresponding responsibilities.

Only in this way can he remain calm and rational in the ups and downs of the stock market and avoid losses caused by blindly following the trend or emotional decisions.

The only thing he was puzzled about was why Zhang Jing always won in the stock market. He had to follow her closely and buy stocks. Zhang Jing didn't know that her brother was watching her.