"Uncle Xian, for the people, I told you years ago that I would use your money to conduct a high-risk speculation. Now it is over and the money has been returned.

The profit is about three times, but as we said before, the risk is borne by me alone, so I will share more of the profit. I will double the money for you two and give it to you, and I will keep the rest."

Xian Yaodong said: "I have no objection. I also told you at the time that it's okay to lose money, but you just said you have to settle it clearly."

"I have no objection either," Xian Weimin said.

"Okay, Uncle Xian, your money will be transferred into Weimin's account together. From now on, you can just manage your own money. If there is a new business to invest in, I will tell you."

"Nanyi, are there no opportunities for such hugely profitable investments in the future?"

"For the people, please listen clearly. This is speculation, not investment. Even if you double your profits now, what if you lose?" Nan Yi pointed to Shenzhou Bay and said: "If I lose, I can only jump in and put my money in."

Drown yourself.

So, don’t think blindly, keep your feet firmly on the ground. If you walk too much at night, you will eventually encounter ghosts.

Only when you make money dollar by dollar can you be sure of it. Making money in multiples is often followed by a nightmare. You don't know when it will pounce on you and devour you."

Nan Yi felt a little sad when he thought about the worries about gains and losses in the previous period. Since time traveling, his mood has been very peaceful, and there has never been any disturbance.

But this time the gold futures also made his heart beat faster. It seems that his experience is still a little bit boring.

"Nanyi, are futures riskier than stocks?"

Xian Yaodong bit the cigarette butt hard, until it became flat with a lot of saliva stuck to it.

"It's much bigger. Generally speaking, even if stocks lose money, they will leave you with some scum. But once futures lose money, not only the money you invested, but also the money in your pocket will be lost.

If someone is plotting against you and your futures cannot be delivered, it will be even worse. There is a high probability that you will die, and there are not many ways to think about it.

Let’s put it this way, futures and the stock market are a zero-discord game, with a total of four groups participating.

For example, you and I are playing coin guessing at Weimin's house. You guess odd and I guess even. No matter whether it is odd or even, one of us will always lose to the other.

But for the ten cents you export, I can only get seven cents; there are still three cents, one of which has to be given to Weimin, because we are playing at his house and he has to pump money.

There are two cents left, one of which is to be given to the owner of the chess piece. We guessed that the chess piece was borrowed from someone else.

If you and I only have a dime in capital, then if we play this guessing game a few more times, the money will disappear and be taken away by the people and the owners of the chess pieces."

Nan Yi licked his lips, took another puff of cigarette, threw away the cigarette butt, and then continued: "Uncle Xian, you and I are not stupid, and we also guessed that every time we play, we will be pumped.

But as we play more, the nature of gambling becomes more serious, and we no longer care whether we pump or not.

Anyway, if we lose, it doesn’t mean much to us who takes the money; on the contrary, if we win, we won’t care too much about the one or two cents less, since the money was picked up for free anyway.

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The more you play, the deeper you get into, the more serious your gambling habit, and sooner or later you will be in ruins."

Nan Yi's metaphor was actually not very appropriate, but he didn't want to give out a more appropriate metaphor.

There are only four groups of people like this in the stock market and futures.

There are also rats that steal food, crows that overturn tables, hippos that take a mouthful of food... There is no need for Nan Yi to tell the two of these terrifying existences.

"Listen to what you said, this futures business is really not fun."

"It's not fun, it's not fun at all. I don't plan to play in the future. It's my luck that I guessed it this time. Otherwise, I would have to drop out of school to sell electronic watches."

"Hahaha, Nanyi, what you said is too exaggerated. Even if you lose money, won't you still have the clothing factory and the tape to support you, and you will get better in two years." Xian Weimin laughed.

"hehe!"

The three of them chatted a few more words by the river. When dinner arrived, they dispersed and went back to their homes.

Crossing the threshold, stepping into the yard, and walking around the screen wall, I saw Nan Ruobing sitting by the pool, staring into the pool in a daze.

"Ruobing, what are you doing?"

"Dad, I'm watching the catfish eat the squid."

"How many did you feed?"

"Two."

"That's enough. Don't feed me any more today. Has Grandma cooked?"

"No, grandma just heated up the leftovers. Grandma said she wasn't used to using earthen stoves and couldn't cook them well."

"Oh, your great-grandmother is a eldest lady. She is proud and expensive. Don't imitate her."

She doesn’t know how to use it, and she will get used to it after using it once or twice. Fang Mengyin simply doesn’t want to cook on the stove. In the past, she had to cook by herself in the capital because the situation was better than others. Now that she has the conditions, it is difficult for her to cook again.

Yeah.

"Hehe, dad, if you say bad things about my grandma, I'm going to tell you."

"Snitch?"

Nan Yi pounced on Nan Ruobing, picked her up, then turned her upside down, head down, and slapped her on two hillsides, "I asked you to tell the truth!"

"Keke, let me down, Dad, I'm scared."

"You're the only one who's afraid. If you tell the truth next time, I'll hang you upside down from a tree."

"Dad, I am your daughter. Blood is thicker than water."

"Hey, you're a little girl. It seems you've watched a lot of TV series. Where did you learn these words?"

Nan Yi had not seen many Hong Kong dramas from this period, and he really couldn't think of which drama this line came from.

""The Crane and the Divine Needle" is from Jiayi TV." Nan Ruoping rolled her eyes and said.

"It's nonsense. Jiayi has gone bankrupt. Where did you see it?"

"The video tape, my great-grandma rented it back."

"oh!"

Nan Yi always felt that the little girl was fooling him, but he had never seen Jiayi's version of "The Crane and the Needle". He didn't even know if Jiayi had filmed this drama. Besides, it wasn't a big problem, so he just

No more confusion.

Turn Nan Ruoping back over, put her on the ground, and help her tidy up her clothes.

"Do you like watching martial arts movies?"

"Yeah, I like the movie "Chu Liuxiang" I just watched. Dad, Chu Liuxiang is so handsome."

"He's so handsome, he's already over 40 years old, how can his father be so young?"

"But he looks better than you."

"Okay, okay, I will send you to his house tomorrow, and you can go to his house for dinner."

"Hehehe, daddy is jealous."

"Little girl, do you know what it means to be jealous?"

"Of course I know, dad, don't worry, I only like you."

Nan Ruoping said it seriously, but Nan Yi was a little embarrassed. Can the word "zhongyi" be used between father and daughter?
Chapter completed!