The pain of unrequited love tortured Qiu Jun, but life still had to go on.
Qiu Jun looked at the computer and saw that the stock market was green, like a green ocean. In that ocean, there were still waves rolling and the curves of individual stocks were also rising and falling every day, instead of falling thousands of miles. Qiu Jun thought, In this cold water, even I had to leave the game. If everyone left the game, it would mean that everyone was desperately selling stocks. The stock price should be selling more, and the stock price should be like a plane that was hit and shoot straight to the ground. However, in fact, the stock price did not go that way. Instead, it rose and fell. This meant that there was still a buying force. He finally understood that the stock market was actually a world of people playing games. Everyone's judgment of the stock market was different. Some people were going up, some were going down, some were buying, and some were selling. That was what constituted the rise and fall of the stock price. The stock price curve was actually a game curve that countless people used to judge the outcome of the market outlook.
In a bear market, there were more bearish people than bulls. Therefore, the final trend was still falling day by day. Watching the stock fall was a very happy thing for those who had money in their hands. It was as if the money in their hands was rising every day. Every time the stock price fell a little, they could use the same amount of money to buy more stocks. They wished that the stock price would fall ten times or more.
Outside the window, it was drizzling. It had been like this for a few days. Actually, it was already the end of summer, and it should be the season with little rain. However, for some reason, the rainy days seemed to match the stock market. Their faces were gloomy, as if they were twins, sharing joys and sorrows.
At this moment, Qiu Jun was thinking more about raising money as soon as possible so that he could buy good stocks at a low price and earn more profits in the next bull market.
After another week, when Wang Gao opened his eyes in a daze, the sun was already hot at noon. The thin curtains could no longer block the mottled light and shadow it shot on the ground. The warm light surrounded everything in the room, the quilt, the computer desk, the mouse. They were so used to it, peacefully lying under the light filtered by the curtain cloth, without any resistance, including Wang Gao's cute little white cat, who was also quietly squatting in the corner. It was so quiet that no one knew what it was thinking. Perhaps it did not make a sound because it was afraid of waking its owner up. This was probably the peaceful co-existence between humans, plants, and animals in nature.
Last night, Wang Gao worked overtime again because of programming. He didn't go to bed until two in the morning. This was something he was used to. He sat up and stretched, thinking to himself, Today was the weekend, and she could finally sleep until she woke up naturally.
He remembered that he had a mission today. He had to visit his grandmother and raise funds to invest in stocks. He could only do this. Since he had promised Qiu Jun, he had to take action. He had to start with the person with the highest possibility of success so that his success would be easier.
Based on his intuition, he firmly believed that Qiu Jun must be a genius. If he followed Qiu Jun to speculate in the stock market, he would definitely be able to make money. This was not his main source of motivation. It was mainly Qiu Jun who aroused his desire for money. It reminded him of the desert oasis, the mirage, the colorful dreamlike world, the incomparably glorious journey of life, and the might of standing on the top of a high mountain. He thought about how he could work together with Qiu Jun and would definitely be invincible. Dreams would not be dreams.
Wang Gao quickly got out of bed. After washing up, he ran to the fruit shop downstairs to sell some fruits to his grandmother. Because he was busy with work, he hadn't visited his grandmother for a long time. He had been brought up by his grandmother since he was young and had deep feelings for her.
Looking at the dazzling array of fruits on the shelves, red, green, and yellow, all of them were delicious. Wang Gao wondered if he had difficulty choosing. No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't tell which one his grandmother liked the most, because the variety of fruits on the shelves seemed to be much more than when he was young.
"Handsome, what do you like to eat?" The lady boss's voice sounded a little hollow.
Hearing someone call him handsome, he felt proud. He glanced at the lady boss embarrassedly and saw that the lady boss, who was about 30 years old, was smiling at him. His face was a little hot. He was afraid that the lady boss would see his shyness, so he pretended to be cold and said," It's not for me. I want to buy it for my grandmother."”
" It's good for the elderly to eat bananas to relieve their bowels. However, bananas are cheap, and giving them to others would seem stingy and insincere. Also, buy some plums to replenish blood. The elderly usually don't have enough blood and qi, so it's good for their health.”The Lady Boss said this to capture the hearts of the people. This was her usual business method. It had been successful many times, and this time was no exception.
"Alright, I'll buy these two."
After paying the bill, when Wang Gao left the fruit shop, the lady boss behind him said,"Handsome, you are welcome to visit my shop more often in the future."
Wang Gao thought without turning his head, I'll go bankrupt if I come a few more times.
Wang Gao's grandmother was an old revolutionary cadre. She used to be a guerrilla leader in the village. Her nickname was the Double Gun Woman. She was famous for her double gun skills. Later, when she met the Liberation Army, she pulled her team to join the Liberation Army and fight the devils with the main force.
When he was young, Wang Gao had heard his grandmother tell him stories about how she had killed the Japanese. He had also seen a photo of his grandmother in her twenties. She looked valiant and valiant. She had short, black hair that reached her ears. She was wearing a blue floral shirt. There were two pistols at her waist, one on the left and one on the right. Her eyes were full of vigor and she looked very energetic. That photo was still on her bedside table. It was her pride.
Grandma lost her husband at a very young age. Her husband was an underground worker during the war of liberation. He died bravely in the battle against the enemy. Wang Gao's father was Grandma's only son. She raised her son with determination. She had experienced the Anti-Japanese War and the Liberation War. She had seen the great Chinese Communism Party drive away the Japanese and defeat Jiang Jieshi. In her heart, she firmly believed that only the Communism Party could make her strong and brave. The strong, persistent, and simple character she had was passed down to Wang Gao's father and also passed down to Wang Gao's blood. Therefore, Wang Gao, who looked very weak, had the strong, simple, and honest character of a grandmother in his bones.
Now, Grandma was living in a community for the elderly arranged by the state. There were big old locust trees in the community. The leaves were dense and lush, like a huge canopy, blocking the sun and rain, reflecting a large patch of shadow on the ground. Many old people liked to sit under the shade, enjoy the shade, and chat. The most common topic was the story of fighting the Japanese. Whenever they talked about those topics, those dull expressions would add some glory, and those silent lips and teeth would open and close frequently. Those things were the deepest memories in their minds, and also the most glorious memories. It was as if they had gone through their entire lives, as if they were the only memories that made them feel excited and young. Their youth was written there, their ideals began there, and their glory bloomed at that time.
Wang Gao saw Grandma under the old locust tree. Now Grandma had white hair and lost her elegance in the photo, Wang Gao thought sadly.
Grandma was so happy that her eyes narrowed into slits as if she was asleep. Her eyes were getting smaller and smaller because of her drooping eyelids. "Grandson, why are you free to visit me today?" Grandma asked. He definitely won't come to the temple without a reason."
"Grandma, as expected, the older the ginger, the wiser. I bought you the fruit you like.”Wang Gao walked over and sat down beside Grandma. He was straightforward. He had grown up with Grandma since he was young. In front of Grandma, he didn't have to be afraid of anything.
"The weasel wishes the chicken a happy new year." Grandma was obviously not fooled by the sugar-coated bullet, but she was still happy in her heart, and her eyes were smiling.
"Grandma is really observant." Wang Gao didn't mind at all.
"Of course. I watched you grow up. I know you want to fart just by shaking your butt.”Grandma was very proud of her eyesight, and her smile deepened the wrinkles on her face.
" Grandma, let me tell you something." Wang Gao wanted to quickly get the topic back on track.
" Mm." Grandma raised her yellow eyes and looked at Wang Gao. She felt that her grandson had really grown up and become a handsome young man. The childish innocence he had when he was young was no longer there. Instead, it was replaced by a vigorous vitality, like a green tree that had just sprouted in spring, full of hope.
"Have you heard of stocks?" Wang Gao looked straight into Grandma's yellow eyes and asked, an inexplicable sense of guilt rising in his heart.
"I've heard of him. The old man next door is said to have gone crazy from the stock market. He doesn't even smile when he sees people now.”Grandma did not avoid her grandson's gaze, but her gaze was filled with love.
"Why?" Wang Gao was confused.
"I heard from her husband that she lost money in the stock market. The more she speculated, the poorer she became. She originally wanted to make a fortune, but in the end, she became a hair vegetable. Grandson, you can't invest in stocks anymore." Grandma instructed. From her old eyes, one could still see a kind of genuine love. Wang Gao was somewhat touched.
"That's because he doesn't have the professional qualities, so he lost money. Besides, he wasn't the only one who was burnt by the stock market. Most people wouldn't be stupid. At most, they would be sad. Could it be that he was stupid because of dementia?”Wang Gao said carefully.
"That old man looks to be in his eighties.”Grandma thought for a while and said.
"At this age, it's normal to have dementia.”Wang Gao deliberately guided Grandma's train of thought.
"Nonsense, why isn't your grandmother retarded?”Grandma immediately retorted.
"Who is Grandma? She's not an ordinary person.”
" Heehee." Grandma smiled proudly. Her smile made the wrinkles on her face more and deeper, like a ditch on a plain.
"Grandma, I want to borrow money from you to invest in the stock market, but I'll give you a higher interest rate than the bank. However, you can't withdraw the funds casually for five years.”
"Grandma is old. I don't know if I can live for five years. I'm afraid I won't be able to spend the interest.”Grandma looked sad and disappointed.
Wang Gao felt like he was a thug, like a grandmother who had whipped him so hard that he was in so much pain, but he still had to hold on. He also felt that he was really too cruel, as if his conscience had been stolen by the devil. He wanted to reach into the pocket of his closest person to steal money. He really couldn't bear it, but what could he do? He promised Qiu Jun that he couldn't lose his promise.
"Grandma, you have to be optimistic. You can live to be 100 years old.”Wang Gao said kindly.
"That won't do. If Grandma dies and you divide the assets in advance, Grandma's other sons and grandchildren will say that Grandma is biased. Grandma won't be able to sleep well in heaven.”Grandma was obviously not stunned by the sweet talk.
" Why don't you lend me the part that belongs to me and my dad first? When the time comes, I'll return it to you with interest," Wang Gao argued.
"Are you so sure that you won't lose money like the old man next door?”Grandma said doubtfully. At the same time, she seemed to believe that her grandson would not lie to her.
"Grandma, your grandson is smart and skilled. He will earn a lot.”
"That's true. You've been like a little fox since you were young." Grandma affirmed Wang Gao from the bottom of her heart."What's with the expert you mentioned?"
"He's a famous fund manager who specializes in raising funds to speculate in stocks. He's very famous in the industry and earns a lot of money.”
"Fund manager? What's your name?"
"Qiu Jun."
" I've never heard of her. I only know that Tian Hua is famous. She plays the white-haired girl. Chairman Mao even met her before." Grandma's memories seemed to be more profound than when she was young. This made Wang Gao quite worried.
"Grandma, you don't watch stock review programs, so you definitely don't know Qiu Jun.”
"Grandma is old, so it's normal for her to be ignorant. Don't look down on her.”he said sadly.
"Grandma, you have to support your grandson's business. President Xi supports young people's business. You can't fall behind.”Wang Gao once again said bewitchingly.
" Grandson, let me think." Grandma relaxed a little.
After a while, Grandma said,"Why don't Grandma invest 300,000 yuan to join us?"”
"Grandma only has so much money in her life? A tragic life." Wang Gao felt sympathy for him.
" Why don't we go all out? I'll raise it to 500,000." Grandma's expression changed dramatically, as if this was the only way to express her difficult choice.
"Thank you, Grandma." Wang Gao couldn't help but thank her, but on second thought, he would definitely be able to earn money to repay Grandma, and his heart suddenly felt at ease.
Then, she said happily,"Grandma, grandson will take you to a restaurant today."
"Hehe, alright."
When he was eating, he realized that his grandmother's white hair had increased a lot. His heart ached and he began to feel sorry for his grandmother. When he was young, she would hold his hand all day long and send him to school. His heart was filled with excitement. He added a piece of food for his grandmother and said,"Grandma, eat more. I'll come and eat with you when I'm free in the future.”
After dinner, Wang Gao sent his grandmother home and talked to her for a while. The sky was getting dark and the mottled shade of the trees on the ground had disappeared. He said goodbye to his grandmother and pondered about going home as soon as possible to raise some funds from his father.
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