After returning to the wealthy family, I was abused by my biological parents

He rushed to school early on Sunday morning and went straight to the club's activity venue without even bringing breakfast to his roommates.

The Fintech Association received support from the college when it was first established. It is slightly different from other ordinary clubs in terms of its composition and core personnel.

It is not only a club that freshmen can join, but also a club that is closely integrated with the graduate school.

Why don’t others use the name “XXX Society”, while they use a high-sounding and classy name like “Association”?

Moreover, so far, the FinTech Association is the only student-based club named after it.

Chen Ping'an also privately inquired about the nature of this society, but found nothing.

Apart from knowing that the real boss of the association is a certain old professor, the other vice presidents and the like are all big names from various grades in the college.

For example, Zi Yue, Confucius said, isn’t this name awesome?

But what makes him truly impressive is not his name, but his achievements in the field of computer technology.

It is said that this senior built a model independently and sold the first version at a sky-high price.

I am now interning at the same buyer's company, which is really awesome.

But so far, he only knows about these few people.

Huo Shiyun, Dong Wanwan, Confucius said.

Just three.

And each of them is a senior.

As for whether there are any new students among others, he doesn't know.

Today is the first time for Chen Pingan to appear in the club, and he decided not to bring crutches.

After changing into new clothes, he slowly walked to the activity site carrying a backpack.

It is a building with only 5 floors and there is no obvious sign outside.

The only thing you can see is a display board at the door that says "Fintech Association activities are on the third floor, room 306."

He arrived early, but he also saw some people carrying backpacks.

Some people even put water bottles in the side pockets of their backpacks.

He walked slowly, so people passed him from time to time and glanced sideways at the new face.

Room 306 on the third floor.

There is no special number plate on the door.

There were already quite a few people in the large room with double doors.

When Chen Pingan walked in, he saw Huo Shiyun and Dong Wanwan, two people he knew, sitting in front of him, talking in front of the computer screen.

Others who knew each other greeted each other and asked about topics such as where they had been during the holidays.

Looking around, Confucius didn't show up, so he had to go to the corner of the last row and sit down.

He took out his laptop and put it on the table, then took out a book called "Psychological Game in the Stock Market" and started reading.

At nine o'clock, Kong Ziyue came in with a computer. After connecting it to the huge screen, some data popped up on the screen.

"Hey everyone, how was your vacation?"

Confucius exchanged a few pleasantries and then got down to business.

"This is our club's first event of the new semester. Those who can come are all true fans, hehehe...

The main purpose of today's event was to allow some newcomers to meet everyone, and someone also brought out a small model for assessing the turning point of market sentiment for a single product..."

Chen Pingan sat below and listened in confusion.

But at least he knew that this model was actually not very useful.

The trading enthusiasm for any financial product is not a continuous behavior.

It is very likely that the largest volume and most frequent transactions of the day will be completed in just a few minutes.

During the remaining time, not many tickets were sold, and the frequency was not high.

He instinctively thought that this thing was of no use to him.

But Confucius obviously knew it too.

His focus was on the sampling model of this heat value.

Chen Ping'an, who was sitting at the back, didn't understand much, but he still tried hard to remember every word Confucius said.

I will study it slowly when I have time.

In his eyes, most people were listening with gusto, while some didn't care at all. At least from where he was standing, he could see some people not even looking up, instead concentrating on their computers...

“This semester, the club plans to hold a real-time competition. The prize money is not much, only 2.

If you’re interested, let me know when you get down.”

Confucius' voice was indifferent, as if he had no interest in this kind of real-time competition, and this was more like a task imposed by the superiors.

At the end, he added.

"There are conditions for participating. If you don't have the skills, don't sign up. After all, you're using your own money in real trading, and it takes up your time."

Chen Ping'an's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Senior Kong..."

He stood up and said, "In addition to funding, do we also have to use a specific model?"

His shout made everyone turn their heads and look over.