Chapter 12: Doing one's own sins, you can't live ()

"Dingling ~~~~"

"Hey!" Lin Feng knew without thinking that it must be the relative's phone call. Thinking of the siege of the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, Lin Feng didn't want to pay attention to them, but for his father, Lin Feng had to give up his unhappiness.

"Lin Feng, how much will Yian Technology rise? Do you have any news?" My aunt is a real stock fan among relatives.

"Well, aunt, you have to sell it at most 126 yuan, otherwise it will definitely fall." Lin Feng is no longer afraid of leaking the news. Yian Technology has risen to this point, so it will definitely not deviate from the historical trajectory.

"126 yuan? You are so sure. The previous few times you always said that the news could not be confirmed, which would make us less money." My aunt scolded Lin Feng for the "fake" news a few times.

"Well, no matter how many shares you have in your hands this time, you must let them go for more than 126 yuan." Lin Feng said for sure.

"Really?" The aunt hung up the phone half-believingly.

"Dingling ~~~~"

The phone kept ringing, and it was all the relatives who asked Lin Feng if there was any insider information. Lin Feng had already told these elders that Yian Technology had been so kind that they had to sell all of them after 126 yuan. However, from their tone, they seemed to not believe Lin Feng's warning, but instead revealed doubts, suspected that Lin Feng would have another holiday news.

Lin Feng could only smile helplessly when facing the suspicion of his relatives. Perhaps in the eyes of these elders, he is no different from the child who shouts "Wolf" in the eyes of these elders.

On February 17, 2000, Yian Technology reached a peak of 126.31 yuan. In the securities trading hall, every percentage point increase in Yian Technology will attract all the investors to shout and applause in unison, cheering for the magic of this stock.

At 10 o'clock in the morning, when Yian Technology broke through 126 yuan, Lin Feng sold out 25 shares in his hand, exchanged for 315,000 yuan in cash, and still had 255,000 yuan left after 50,000 yuan. However, none of the relatives on both sides of his parents sold. They believed that Yian Technology would break through at least the 130 yuan mark.

"Dad, tell your aunts and the others, no matter what, you must sell Yian Technology today, otherwise they will regret it." As a last resort, Lin Feng asked his father to call his relatives on both sides again. When they have a relationship, Lin Feng couldn't watch them fall into this pit.

Of course, Lin Feng was more afraid of their siege, and he couldn't hide it, and he was still unable to do so. He reminded them earlier that no matter whether they sold it or not, he would not be able to use it to destroy himself. If they didn't remind them, they would compensate them all by then, and they would be afraid that it would be no more simple to blame Lin Feng.

"Hey, my third sister, my son said that I must sell Yi'an Technology today..." Lin Qixiong called, but before he could finish his words, a scream came from the microphone.

"Boss, it's not my sister who said you, Xiaofeng is so rude. He has made money by himself by pinching stocks, but he doesn't tell us the information. Now we have finally bought it again and ask us to sell it again! Why? He is timid and dare not play anymore, and he doesn't let us buy it. Are you afraid that we will make money too? He feels uncomfortable. Brother, if there are too many, I won't say it anymore. I'll go to see the stocks." My aunt scolded her and hung up the phone.

Lin Qixiong was stunned. He didn't know where the third sister got so angry. Stocks are already very risky, and it was normal for Xiaofeng to not confirm it before. Now the price is so high. It is even more kind to remind them to avoid risks, but unexpectedly they were scolded.

Lin Qixiong felt a little uncomfortable after his aunt's scolding, but after all, it was not easy to take it too seriously when he had a brother and sister. Thinking that the other brother and sister also bought stocks, he fought them one by one.

The results were the same. When Lin Feng heard that they wanted them to sell their stocks quickly, they complained and criticized Lin Feng for not making money, and wanted to hinder them from making money. Some even said bluntly that Lin Feng only wanted to make money by himself and could not stand others making money. In the end, none of them sold them tightly pinched the stocks, waiting for Yian Technology to break through the rumored 130 yuan mark.

Then there is 140 yuan, 150 yuan...

In response to this, Lin Feng could only sigh that these people were blinded by lard and could not see the powerful relationship. Forget it, I have tried my best. If they don’t listen to their advice, what can I do?

On February 18, 2000, Yian Technology, one of the few days stopped its upward trend, and the stock price remained unchanged all morning. This was a red flag, but it was considered by investors as a hidden signal before the next wave of big rise. Not only did no one take advantage of this last escape opportunity to sell the stocks that had already made a lot of money, but more people flocked in, fearing that they would not be able to catch up with the next wave of upward trend.

Regarding this abnormal situation, Lin Feng asked his father to call all relatives again, but the result was still the same. This time, not only did no one listen, but instead used the words of various stock evaluation experts to refute Lin Feng, and even used this to ridicule Lin Feng as a timid person, but he could not tolerate others getting rich.

If God commits evil, you can still live. If you commit evil, you can't live. - Lin Feng sighed.

On February 21, 2000, the stock market had just opened. After Yian Technology rose slightly by one point, it was as many investors shouted in unison to cheer, and it fell to the limit in less than ten minutes.

The green numbers made all the investors in the securities trading hall dumbfounded, rubbing their eyes desperately and unable to believe the scene in front of them. Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, and they were all stupid.

All stock and trading halls across the country were in silence while unexpectedly breaking the Guinness World record, which kept the largest number of people quiet. But this record brought no good luck.

"Don't worry, everyone, don't worry, this must be a technical pullback, and it will definitely rise tomorrow." An old stock investor suddenly shouted, not knowing whether he was comforting everyone or comforting himself, but he received the approval of all the stock investors and expressed his own opinions, without exception, they believed that this was just a brief pullback. Perhaps they were already feeling uneasy, but at this time, they had no way out and could only comfort themselves in this way.

"Hey, Xiaofeng, what exactly is Yian Technology? Is it a technical pullback?" After the stock market was suspended in the afternoon, relatives rushed to Lin Feng's small Internet cafe. He changed his ridicule to Lin Feng two days ago, with a look of helplessness and confusion, as if the person about to drown wanted to catch the last floating straw.

"Sell it, sell as much as you can. Yian Technology will keep falling, and there is no hope." Lin Feng could only comfort them like this. But he knew in his heart that it would be in vain to want to survive at this time.

The subsequent trend was as expected by Lin Feng. Once Yian Technology leaked to the end, it did not give investors a chance to escape. All investors could only watch the high-priced stocks in their hands depreciated rapidly, and the hard-earned money accumulated over the years went into vanish.

"Xiaofeng~~~~, your aunt is so miserable~~~~~~, Xiaofeng, please give me some advice on your aunt to see if there is any solution!" As Yian Technology fell all the way, relatives also came to the door all day long, crying about the sharp shrinkage of stocks, and hard-earned money turned into bubbles in an instant.

In addition to shaking his head, Lin Feng shook his head. He had warned you repeatedly, "If you don't listen, I can do anything. Now, even if you invite Guanyin Bodhisattva, you can't save Yi'an Technology."

In the end, Lin Feng was helpless and had to hand over the Internet cafe to his father for the time being, go out to take refuge, and find the next place suitable for investment.

Now that I have 250,000 yuan in my hand, I have the foundation to expand the storefront of the Internet cafe. What I lack is a good geographical location and a prime location that can allow my Internet cafe to continue to develop.
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