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

Chen Pingan quickly agreed.

Chen Shaojie didn't say anything more. After explaining the situation clearly, he hung up the phone.

Three messages.

First, Uncle San is leaving for Europe, something he had said years ago.

Second, Dad is back and ready to take over.

Maybe he had just returned from the hotel on Tuesday.

This is somewhat different from what I said before, that is, it is too fast.

He originally thought that his uncle would not leave until the end of the month, but he did not expect that he would leave today, only in the middle of the month.

The third is that I can at least listen to the arrangements made after Uncle San passes away.

It will take at least two months for me.

Of course, if you are lucky, it will come early, but if you are unlucky, it is hard to say.

It is impossible to make money every day.

You may make money at the beginning, but you may break even next month.

With such a large scale, turning around and going long will also result in relatively large losses, but it is worth it compared with the expected overall profit, that's all.

The last time for huge profits will be April.

Otherwise, the daily trend alone may not be able to form a structure.

At best, we can maintain the existing structure and push the direction of the index as much as possible.

If it weren't for his uncle's request, the biggest possibility for him would be to follow the crowd and add fuel to the fire, just like the big funds that followed behind.

Instead of creating waves myself like I have in the past three days...

After returning the phone to Uncle Tang, he went back to his room, closed the door, and started to take a shower and change clothes.

Edwards came over with a computer and knocked on the door. Chen Pingan explained that he had to go home in the evening to report to the head of the family.

Hearing him say this, Edwards didn't say much. He turned on the computer and copied a file to him.

"These are the trading conditions of all seats that we have been able to see over the past three days.

I can’t see the small one, but I believe it will be useful for your report.”

……

When Chen Ping'an returned home, he not only bought some fruits, but also took a detour to buy some expensive durian to bring back.

Liu Qing and Chen Shuhui like to eat this thing very much, but he and his father Chen Shaohua are indifferent to it.

Chen Shuhui registered for school this weekend and classes will start next Monday.

Chen Pingan wanted to transfer some pocket money to her, but when he took out his cell phone, he realized that he had forgotten to turn it on.

As soon as the phone was turned on, it was bombarded with text messages, with green bubbles showing 99+. He was too lazy to read them and would wait until he had time.

I transferred 10 yuan to Chen Shuhui, and explained amid the girl's surprised cheers and Liu Qing's reproach:

"I made some money these days, but I still have two months to work. If Uncle San hadn't called me, I wouldn't have come back."

Chen Shuhui asked, "Brother, why don't you turn on your phone? I called you at least three times, and you turned it off every time."

Chen Pingan looked at Liu Qing and explained, "Uncle San asked me to do something that must be kept secret, and I must reduce the influence of the outside world on me, so I turned off my phone."

Liu Qing sighed, "Okay, as long as you know what you are doing.

I can’t control you, your dad will be back soon.”

"Mom, do you know that my dad and I are going to my third uncle's place tonight?" he asked.

Liu Qing nodded and said, "Your father called me and told me half an hour ago."

Chen Shuhui sighed and said, imitating Liu Qing's usual tone:

"Alas, I also know that you have no choice, I can understand..."

Chen Pingan laughed and patted her on the head.

Liu Qing laughed angrily and said, "Don't let me beat you up!"

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Note 1: Source: The Classics of Chinese Sages. Original text: "The Dharma is not lightly transmitted, the Way is not cheaply sold, a teacher does not come along, a doctor does not knock on the door. A thousand gold pieces will not be passed on to an unfaithful son, and ten thousand fortunes will not save a ungrateful person. A doctor can only save those who believe in him, and the Dharma without a name is wasted. Sweet dew will not moisten rootless grass, and the Dharma will not save those without affinity."

“… Of the 40 accounts, 13 were used, and 27 remained untouched.

The total profit of the 10 accounts is less than 3 billion, and the floating losses of 30 accounts are currently less than 2 million.