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114 It's time to harvest

On this day, in the introduction to finance class, the professor finished the expected course and talked about the recent hot topics.

"I wonder if you are following Bitcoin? I talked to you about this in class last month."

In the classroom, there were a sparse echoes like "I'm not concerned" and "I've followed".

In the middle of the first row closest to the podium, Han Yixuan looked at the professor, but her thoughts were a little floating.

Every time the professor made his opinion on hot news in the financial field, Han Yixuan began to get distracted because she knew very well that these verbal tricks would definitely not take the final exam, and they were not considered serious knowledge points, so there was no need to listen carefully.

But many other students were inspired at this time. After all, how could it be more interesting to listen to a professor's lecture than to listen to a mouth?

"Last time we said it, it was more than one thousand yuan per coin, and today it rose to a price of seven or eight thousand yuan per coin. But I want to emphasize here that it is a virtual currency. Please recall what I said before, what does the currency need to be recognized by everyone? By the way, it requires government credit or physical guarantee. In other words, Bitcoin does not have these, and all its current prices are artificially speculated. The risks of such investment projects are too great..."

Listening to a professor who has a lot of experience in investing, Han Yixuan curled her lips and secretly complained that it was worth seven or eight thousand yuan per piece. Even if everyone wants to be a gambler, can they afford to bet? Can't even afford a single chip?

"It's still rising, it's really rising..."

Qin Meng sat in the office facing the computer and suddenly stood up.

Almost a week has passed since he entered the market for the second time that day. The price of Bitcoin has risen from 5,400 to 8,000, which means that the 800,000 he invested has become one.2 million in just one week!

Take a try, and turn a bicycle into a motorcycle; take another try, and turn a Land Rover into a Rambo!

As long as you keep this trend and rise for another two days, Qin Meng feels that he can really drive a sports car in advance. Of course, Lamborghini is still unrealistic, but Porsche can really...

He turned to face the window, and swung several punches hard towards the tall buildings outside the window, and shouted "Yeah" in each punch, so as to vent the excitement full of chest. You know, although he used to control much more funds than this, he used the company's money to invest in other small companies in exchange for other people's shares. How could that kind of investment stimulation be comparable to Bitcoin's roller coaster that changes every day?

And most importantly, this time the investment of over one million is all his own deposits!

"Yeye Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah!"

The left and right fists attacked in turn without any stop, just like the master of Wing Chun.

But at this moment, a young man's panicked voice sounded behind him: "Director Qin?"

Qin Meng turned around like an electric shock, was stunned for a moment, and said angrily: "Why don't you knock on the door!"

The young subordinates dare not speak out, and they are silently wronged, why don’t you close the door?

The English class is over.

While other students packed up their things and stood up, Wang Heng was still sitting there, looking at the laptop placed on his lap. Through the hot spot of the mobile phone, this computer was connected to the Internet.

"Hey, look at that guy is still playing... the teacher doesn't care?" This is a student from other classes who don't know him.

"I'm looking at the English interface? It's amazing, so there's no need to take English classes." This is when I met him and saw his classmates on the laptop screen.

The three roommates sitting next to him already knew what he was doing at the moment, and they all looked as if they were secretive.

After all the people around him dispersed, Fu Hanwen lowered his voice and asked, "Teacher Wang, were you operating Bitcoin just now?"

Wang Heng took a deep breath and nodded.

Even he had to take a deep breath to calm down his excitement at this moment.

Wang Ke asked curiously: "How much did you earn?"

Wang Heng smiled but said nothing.

Tang Hexing guessed: "When Teacher Wang bought it, it was only 1,000 yuan? Today's price is 8,000 yuan, so I made eight times the profit?"

Wang Heng nodded with a smile.

Fu Hanwen took a breath: "If you invest a thousand yuan, that's eight thousand yuan! Teacher Wang has invested several thousand yuan, that's tens of thousands!"

Wang Heng smiled and said, "It's almost the same, so I'll treat you to a big meal."

The three roommates looked at each other and then cheered.

"Damn it!"

"Long live Teacher Wang!"

"Teacher Wang is mighty and domineering!"

"Speak quietly, don't be so arrogant, you can make a fortune by making a quiet voice." As he said that, Wang Heng closed his notebook and stuffed it into his schoolbag with the textbook.

He finally caught the wave of Bitcoin market since he planned since his rebirth. In his impression, the price of 8,000 yuan per coin is close to the highest level. There will be even more amazing Bitcoin market in the future, but that will happen about two or three years later. Of course, there will be many small uptrends during this period, but Wang Heng was not a professional currency speculator after all, so he can't remember it very clearly, so there is no need to take that risk.

[Sister Lu, I just put my pocket in order to save my life. Fortunately, I lost my life and lost my handling fee. I earned 1.06 million yuan in 140 bitcoins. Starting from 100,000 yuan, I made a profit of 960,000 yuan today. The one-third of the share I gave me was about 320,000 yuan. If I took this part, the total of 740,000 yuan belonged to you. I have initiated the transfer just now. You can confirm it if you have time.]

After sending the text message, Wang Heng stood up with his schoolbag on his back and smiled at his roommates: "Let's go, today's dinner is a seafood buffet, let's go."

"Teacher Wang is awesome!"

Lu Qi looked at the transfer notification information and sat in the office, unable to help but fall into deep thought.

When writing code, she often wears anti-blue light glasses. Although it is questionable whether it has any effect, she at least has the psychological comfort of "I protect my eyes."

At this moment, looking at the notice of receipt, she took off her glasses with her slightly trembling hands.

In just a few dozen days, from 100,000 to 740,000, the income was almost as good as her hard work for a year. Of course, the year-end bonus was removed and only the salary was calculated.

The key is that she doesn't need to do anything, just throw the money out and wait for the money to be collected.

"Is this the taste of speculation?" Lu Qi said self-deprecatingly, "It's really hard to calm down... What if I didn't give him 100,000, but 200,000, or 300,000?"

Soon, she shook her head and forced herself not to imagine what had not happened, so as not to greed erode her reason. And her reason had already confirmed something.

"You can't let this kid go, absolutely not!"

Lu Qi took a look at the time in the lower right corner of the screen, then turned off the computer and stood up.
Chapter completed!
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