The stock market in continent A is different from the Empire; there is no limit on price increases.
This means that a stock can continuously rise, going up 10% again and again.
But even so, people have at most witnessed the spectacle of three consecutive price limit increases.
The stock that Zuzi picked today actually went up for ten consecutive price limit increases!
Wow, this is not just a spectacle; this is the rhythm of getting rich, isn’t it?
Who wouldn’t want to get rich ?
Everyone gathered around, whether it was the big bosses with bulging bellies, the sharp-eyed veteran investors, or the well-dressed star stockbrokers, all eagerly surrounded Zuzi:
"Little girl, how are you so amazing at picking this bull stock?"
"Beauty, please guide me on a stock!"
"Goddess, help me see if I should adjust my portfolio?"
Zuzi, with a calm expression, didn’t answer and directly instructed Wu Minghao: "Sell NA2173. Now buy NA1218 this mushroom."
What the hell, such a profitable stock was sold, what kind of crazy operation is this?
The crowd expressed their regret.
Wu Minghao’s hands trembled as he executed the trade.
The spectators also felt their hearts race along.
Who explodes with two bull stocks in one day, unless it’s some monstrous stock...
As Zuzi bought the new stock, the K-line remained unmoved, neither rising nor falling, and everyone was more anxious about this stock’s upcoming movements than she was.
A series of buzzing phone vibrations almost snapped everyone’s heightened nerves.
Zuzi lowered her gaze at her blue-blood watch emperor, decisively declining the call.
However, within seconds, Wu Minghao’s phone began ringing sharply again.
Wu Minghao hurriedly followed suit and also promptly declined the call.
It was a call from the English teacher, Fang Yumei.
Being a rebellious student skipping class, answering the phone now would be suicide.
Pretending to be dead is the way to go.
But just a few seconds after declining the call, the class teacher Zhang Bin’s call came through.
Damn, Zhang Bin wasn’t in the hospital to cut off a testicle with cancer, what is he calling for?
This time, before he could answer, there was a string of intense exclamations from the side:
"Oh my god, it’s rising, it’s rising!"
"Oh my god, ten seconds to hit the price limit! What is this monstrous stock!"
"It must be a godly stock, this one is even more impressive than Star Moon Wine Industry just now..."
After the exclamations, the scene fell silent.
Everyone stared wide-eyed, fixed on the screen, silently counting the rising percentages.
One hundred and ten percent.
One hundred and twenty percent.
By the end of the morning session, the second stock had gone up twenty price limit increases.
Zuzi invested the 2 million she earned from the previous stock, and when she cashed out, after deducting transaction taxes and fees, it became 13 million.
This isn’t just a stock god; it’s a damn super money-making machine.
The previously quiet trading hall suddenly echoed with a cry of lament: "Waaaah, was I blind or stupid not to join in buying this monstrous stock just now, too busy watching the spectacle I was..."
The crowd collectively realized later, beating their chests and stomping their feet.
Zuzi, however, looking at the numbers in the trading book, said wistfully: "Making money from mushrooms is too slow... might as well dig up a few wine jars..."
Wu Minghao staggered: "..."
So to the young ancestor, over a million in cash means nothing, really.
Qingcheng High School.
Fang Yumei, with a gloomy face, gripped the phone: "What, Zhang Bin, you’re the class teacher and even you can’t reach Zuzi? This is outrageous, does she think the school is her home, coming and going as she pleases? If we don’t teach this rebellious student a lesson, she won’t even know her own name!"