That’s why there are so many strategies for buying at the limit-up price; only when a stock is strong enough to hit the limit-up can there be enough certainty.
Buying in low in advance is theoretically ideal but practically a gamble.
CREAK...
Han Lie didn’t say a word, yet the door was still pushed open a crack. A small head peeked in, and a gentle voice whispered, "Mr. Han, I made you so fresh juice... Will I disturb you?"
"Co in."
You’re already pushing the door open before asking; clearly, you know exactly what you’re doing. If it weren’t for your... considerable assets, I wouldn’t dream of accepting juice *you* squeezed.
"Okay!"
Wang Tianqing ca in cheerfully, holding a tray with a glass of chilled fresh orange juice.
Han Lie kept his gaze fixed on the screen, switching back and forth between the charts of three stocks, observing the price, volu, and trading techniques without turning his head.
Actually, this was pretty much pointless.
If this were the future, an era Han Lie was more familiar with, he could indeed deduce so special information from the market’s behavior.
But not now; he lacked understanding of the current market environnt.
Of course, this wasn’t wasted effort. By staring at it every day, watching and rembering more, he would naturally re-establish familiarity, possibly even more efficiently than in his previous life.
This was a long-term process, daily howork that every investor should do.
And so, he watched as all three stocks rose from 1% to 5%.
Then they each fell back slightly as divergence appeared in their patterns.
Now was the crucial mont.
Whether divergence could turn into consensus, whether large investors were willing to lead the rally, and whether a significant number of retail investors would follow were key factors in determining if the subsequent trend would be healthy.
Han Lie was on high alert when suddenly, a glass of orange juice with a pink straw appeared by his mouth.
"Have so juice! You don’t have to move; I’ll feed you."
TSK, TSK, older sisters really do know how to take care of people...
Han Lie almost laughed, casually sipping her juice through the straw.
HMM, the oranges were fresh, and the variety was quite impressive—super sweet and refreshingly cool.
While he was enjoying the orange juice, the market finally began to show so consensus.
LZ High-Tech was the first to surge, aggressively consuming sell orders as it pushed upwards.
Han Lie no longer hesitated. He imdiately invested 40% of the funds from each of his four accounts.
One was a small real-money trading competition account with 300,000 in cash.
One was his own account with 400,000 in cash.
One was his second wife’s account, with 1,100,000 in cash.
One was his second father-in-law’s account, with 4,120,000 in cash.
What a flurry, managing them all. The lowest entry price was at 6%, and the highest was close to 8%.
Er, the 8% entry was naturally from the small real-money trading account. Why be so ticulous with other people’s money?
By the ti he finished all his trades, Wang Tianqing was dumbfounded.
However, she ultimately didn’t ask about the money. Instead, she posed a rather technical question, "Mr. Han, by chasing the price this high, aren’t you afraid the market makers are trying to lure buyers into a trap?"
Well now, whether she genuinely understands or is just pretending, she’s indeed trying hard to find aningful topics.
Thus, Han Lie responded with a smile, "In the current bearish market, especially in the high-dividend-yield sector which acts as a safe haven, no market maker would waste energy on such futile maneuvers."
Three sentences, straight to the point.
Unfortunately, Wang Tianqing, as expected, didn’t understand.
Her understanding of the market wasn’t at that level; one would have to be a true genius to grasp such a highly condensed summary.
Nevertheless, Wang Tianqing didn’t feel embarrassed by this.
Instead, she just chuckled and shook her head. "I don’t get it..."
Then, looking up at Han Lie with admiration, she exclaid, "But you’re so amazing!"
SIGH, always spouting these suggestive lines that are pri censorship bait. What’s so amazing about ?!
Han Lie leaned back in his chair, ready to watch the last 40 minutes of trading before calling it a day.
Three minutes later, LZ High-Tech effortlessly hit its limit-up price.
After holding the limit-up for ten minutes, it was pushed open by a large volu of sell orders. It fluctuated around the 8% mark for a short while before hitting the limit-up again.
Ultimately, within the entire sector, it was the only stock that remained at its limit-up price. The other two pseudo-leaders rose by 8.4% and 9.6%, respectively.
The difference seed minuscule but was, in reality, worlds apart.
If the broader market continued to weaken tomorrow, Han Lie could at least ensure a profitable exit. Those other two stocks, however, could potentially open "underwater," offering no chance to sell at a high point.
That was the distinction.
Stock genius Brother Lie was enjoying a mont of relaxation after an intense session of ntal exertion when suddenly, a pair of soft, delicate hands pressed down on his head.
"Are you very tired? Let give you a head massage!"
TSK, TSK, it really takes an older sister for this... Could I expect Pan Ge or Xi Luting to do this kind of thing? Those two? Forget a head massage, they probably can’t even manage to comb hair properly!
Brother Lie didn’t refuse, rely asking with a smile, "Is this appropriate?"
"There’s nothing inappropriate about it!"
Wang Tianqing had already started to gently scratch his scalp with her fingernails, whispering, "I’m just doing a little sothing within my capabilities."
Her nails were sharp, but the pressure was just right, and Han Lie found the scratching incredibly comfortable.
After enjoying it for a while, the scoundrel finally spoke, "You’re not trying to hit on , are you?"
Wang Tianqing’s heart pounded. She bit her lower lip and replied, half-joking and half-serious, "So what if I am?"
"Not enough intensity."
With just three words, Han Lie utterly flustered her.
Good heavens, that’s quite suggestive, isn’t it?!
Wang Tianqing wanted to show Han Lie what she was made of, to let him see if her "intensity" was sufficient.
But she was afraid that Han Lie simply ant "not enough strength in your fingers." If that were the case, and she took the initiative to do sothing else only to be rejected, it would be utterly humiliating. What a difficult brat!
Wang Tianqing grumbled inwardly, subconsciously applying a bit more force with her fingers.
As a result, Han Lie imdiately asked in feigned surprise, "Why are you using so much force?"
His voice was clearly tinged with amusent.
Wang Tianqing felt a bit flustered from being teased. Steeling her resolve, she quickly leaned down and gave Han Lie a light kiss on the cheek, softly saying, "I’m sorry, did I hurt you?"
Good heavens, this girl is quite an expert herself...
When experts clash, details are paramount.
Han Lie imdiately waved his hand dismissively and scolded with a laugh, "Get lost! Always doing things halfway, just causing trouble!"
Wang Tianqing knew Han Lie wasn’t serious, but her heart still skipped a beat.
She had gone to great lengths to find an excuse to be alone with him for this short while. If she were really kicked out, where would she find such an opportunity again?
Besides, with those three superficial friends of hers outside, it would be too embarrassing!
So, she bent over, bringing her face close to Han Lie’s, and gazed into Young Master Han’s eyes with a mixture of feigned grievance and allure.
Then, her gaze slowly moved down, sweeping over his nose, his philtrum, and finally settling on his lips.
Han Lie didn’t flinch, just watched her with that enigmatic half-smile.
Wang Tianqing once again steeled her heart...
The detailed description ends here; ti flashed by, and fifteen minutes had passed.
Wang Tianqing sat in Han Lie’s arms, panting lightly, her arms around his neck, while the scoundrel’s hands remained surprisingly well-behaved.
Little Tianqing felt rather defeated.
She asked softly, "Why didn’t you make a move?"
Han Lie pushed his tongue against the inside of his cheek, creating a slight bulge, and grinned with roguish charm.
"What? You take liberties with , and I’m supposed to cooperate?"
Dammit!
Wang Tianqing was so infuriated she almost blacked out, but facing this side of Han Lie, her heart felt an even stronger, unsettling pull.
The type of man most won find hardest to resist is the "abstinent archetype."
What exactly is an abstinent archetype man?
Sexy yet restrained, commanding but not cold. When he’s being bad, he can tease you until you’re beet-red, yet at the crucial mont, he pulls back like a saint.
Why have domineering CEO-thed web novels and TV shows been popular for so many years?
Because by simply slapping on labels like "aloof" or "dominant," regardless of writing skill, the character instantly becos a natural abstinent-type male lead!
Being the subject of so many won’s fantasies is no small thing.
Wang Tianqing had been pursued by many guys: the rich, the interesting, the good-looking, the capable...
There was no shortage of any type.
But because the few "top-tier" targets were already taken, she had skillfully navigated these interactions, remaining unentangled and never coming out at a disadvantage.
She had thought she held an advantage over Han Lie, having an extra year of college experience. How could a re newbie compare?
Yet now, she had fallen for him like a lovestruck fool...
Forget it. A lovestruck fool is better than having no chance at all.
So, she shifted from sitting beside him to straddling him, then pressed herself down fiercely towards Han Lie.
"You think if you don’t cooperate, I’m out of options? Hmph, you’re underestimating your big sister!"
HISS...
Brother Lie sighed for the third ti today—indeed, older sisters really are the best...
My diarrhea is completely gone, but my biological clock is a ss again. Super long Chapter to make up for yesterday’s.
Call the Baguette today! Who’s with ? Who’s against ?
PS: I really want to talk about the current situation, but I don’t dare. It’s suffocating...
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