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When I woke up the next morning, I was covered in sweat. City H is too fucking hot.

The air conditioner was turned on in sleep mode before going to bed last night, so it probably won't work well afterwards.

Looking at DN again, he didn't cover himself with a quilt, his skin was flushed with heat, and he stuck to the bed honestly.

I turned up the air conditioner and it woke him up.

After breakfast, we checked out the room and spent the rest of the time in the office building of XX company.

One-on-one interviews in the morning and group discussions in the afternoon.

The interviewer who interviewed me in the morning was a vice president. When I chatted with him, I realized that the reason why I was selected was the winning experience in the stock trading competition in my resume.Because XX company is mainly engaged in investment, our group of people interviewed for research and investment positions.

The university does not have a major in research and investment, and XX company requires a background in finance or science and engineering, because it will often deal with data.

The topic of the group discussion in the afternoon was "Is technical analysis useful for stock trading?"

The so-called technical analysis is the kind of chatter on the financial channel, such as daily moving averages, support points and the like.

There were ten of us in total, and we were divided into two teams by lottery. I drew the "useless" team, and DN drew the "useful" team.

So it's almost like a debate.

A standard debate is usually four-on-four.We are five against five, so in terms of role distribution, one person is in an awkward situation.

It is useless to be humble at such a time. In our group, the shyest person was assigned the role of No. [-], that is, the one with the most vague function.

During the debate, I found out that DN is also the No. [-] of their team.

I am No. [-], making arguments and coordinating, No. [-] and No. [-] are defense and defense, and No. [-] is the final conclusion.The division of labor on the other side is similar.

After debating for a long time, I don't think DN has said anything, and he is not close with his teammates.

I told people in our team that the opponent's No. [-] is relatively weak, so let's ask him questions.

DN seemed to sense my thoughts, and was especially wary when he looked at me.

My teammates took my advice and asked the DN.

I remember that DN's point of view at the time was particularly interesting. He said that technical analysis is like Feng Shui.The ancients were buried according to Fengshui, so tomb robbing must study Fengshui, otherwise the tomb will not be found.The same is true for stock trading. If most people follow the technical layout, then we must also study technical analysis, because this has become a rule.

The debater on our side also pressed, saying that the rules are not meaningful.

DN said, I don't know whether the rules are meaningful, but the rules must be useful.

After the discussion, I promptly expressed my appreciation to DN, but he didn't appreciate it at all.

Then we were ready to return, take the subway to the airport.

When I booked the return ticket at XX company earlier, I communicated with them in time and helped me book the high-speed rail ticket.

The high-speed rail station is one stop before the airport.

After I got off the train at the high-speed rail station, I unexpectedly found that DN also got off the train.

I thought he was treating this station as an airport, so I wanted to remind him.

As a result, after he saw that I got off the subway, his expression immediately became complicated, he was wary, angry, and a little confused. In short, he was very cute.

After asking, I found out that he did not take the plane, he wanted to take the high-speed train back to his hometown.

This, this is fate.

And the tickets are all booked by XX company, it is the same train, but he will get off halfway.

I took out the ticket from the machine, and I asked him enthusiastically, what is your number?Are we next to each other?

In the end, he looked reluctant, as if I followed him on purpose.