After leaving the business hall and returning home, Wei Ziqi wasn't anxious at all.
Perhaps it was the life experience of the big boss of asset management that made the current Wei Ziqi extremely steady. He was always unhurried when doing things.
Even though he was about to use his funds to start a campaign and achieve his goal of financial freedom, Wei Ziqi didn't feel overly excited.
After all, as a big shot in Parallel World, Wei Ziqi had once managed hundreds of billions of funds.
Now, this small few million was really nothing to him.
In another parallel world, he was also a billionaire.
Although he was low-key and self-disciplined, he had enjoyed all the material pleasures he should have.
He turned on his computer and searched for a few well-known stock trading software on the market. After trying out which one was more convenient, he chose that one.
Wei Ziqi wasn't prepared to enter the capital market immediately. Even if he had future experience and memories, he needed to study the current market situation first to see what the market was like.
After ordering an ordinary takeaway noodle, Wei Ziqi first checked his Weibo.
In the past, Wei Ziqi always had Weibo but he didn't post much and didn't have many fans.
However, ever since his book became popular on the Internet, his Weibo had also been dug up by others. In a month, he had already gained hundreds of thousands of fans.
On this point, he had to thank the marketing account. It was the marketing account that blew up the matter, allowing Wei Ziqi's book to go out of the circle and gain so many fans.
If it was purely in the online literature circle, he would never have so many fans.
Speaking of marketing accounts, Ai Yi said that she would handle everything and she would give Wei Ziqi a satisfactory result.
Wei Ziqi didn't comment on this, but since Ai Yi said so and seemed to be very enthusiastic about helping, Wei Ziqi didn't say anything and left it to her.
Wei Ziqi kept his gratitude in his heart. If he had the chance in the future, he would think of how to repay her.
He logged into his Weibo and saw that the first post had thousands of replies.
This account would probably make many marketing accounts envious because those hundreds of thousands of people might not be fans. They might just follow Wei Ziqi because he was out of the industry.
However, these fans were almost all live fans. It was simply a huge traffic.
If he handed it over to the marketing account, he could probably make a profit.
However, Wei Ziqi wasn't interested in becoming a marketing account. His Weibo was for reading some news and gossip.
Even though he had the life experience of this big boss, Wei Zi Qi was still a young man and had the desire to show his divinity in front of others.
He thought for a moment and then took a screenshot of his own money. He posted it on Weibo.
[Recently, I've suddenly become interested in stocks. I've taken out all my assets to join the game. Do you think I can use this money to earn a small goal?】
The screenshot showed 7.8 million, which was Wei Ziqi's entire capital after double leverage.
After posting this picture, Wei Ziqi didn't look at Weibo for the time being. Instead, he started to carefully look at the stock market and some online news.
He used this to compare with the impression in his memory. At the same time, he predicted the possible rise and fall of the stock market in the future.
What he wanted to do was short-term, so he had a lot of operations in the stock market.
If it was a normal investment, Wei Ziqi actually liked to invest in the long term.
But in a year or two, even if the stock price increased by several times, it would be meaningless to Wei Ziqi now.
What he needed was to use this capital to exchange for as many assets as possible in a short period of time. Then, he would have more capital.
This capital could be kept until the future when he encountered a better life simulation or a more suitable life simulation.
He would continue to operate the money and turn it into a game of money making money.
When he had the Life Simulation Tool, Wei Ziqi had a plan for the future.
Whether it was using web novels to make his first pot of gold or using capital to expand the scale of his capital, it was all within his plans.
After all, the so-called stock market was also human nature.
The rise of stocks was the influx of funds, and the fall of stocks was the withdrawal of funds.
The control of whether these funds entered or exited was not a machine, but a human's choice and operation.
In the end, they would all end up with the word 'person'.
If anyone could thoroughly study 'humans', they would truly be invincible.
It was like chasing after the rise and killing the fall, it was also a kind of human nature.
People were easily swayed by emotions. The capital market was a combination of emotional appeal and confidence.
It was just like a company. Even if it owed trillions of dollars, as long as people had confidence in the company, it didn't matter how much debt it owed.
However, as long as people lost confidence in it, its credibility would collapse. No matter how big the company was, it would collapse like a domino.
After spending an afternoon, Wei Ziqi used his experience to grasp the current stock market and knew where to invest his seven million yuan.
100,000, 10 million, 100 million, where to invest was also very difficult.
100,000 yuan was fine anywhere. Even a pool could catch this water.
Although ten million yuan seemed to be a huge amount, it was just a splash compared to the reservoir of the entire stock market. It would not cause too much of a butterfly effect.
When it reached more than 100 million yuan, there were more and more things to consider.
Which pool would be able to swallow this sum of money, and whether this pool would be able to quickly withdraw this large sum of money, the considerations were very complicated.
The higher the amount, the more it needed to be spread out because the pool had a limit.
However, if it was just seven million yuan now, it would not be enough to fill a pool.
To do a good job, one must first sharpen the tools. After Wei Ziqi spent half a day preparing, he took a look at his Weibo before going to bed.
"Young Master, Young Master, wake up! Don't do anything stupid!”
"What the hell? Young Master Wei, what's wrong? Could it be that the previous rhythm made you lose your mind? You took out all your assets and invested in my big A shares. Your courage is commendable.”
"I used to have so much money like Young Master Wei and used all my assets to gamble for a future of wealth. Now that I'm moving bricks at a construction site, I owe him a small goal.”
"The marketing account has done a lot of harm to people. It actually drove such a normal person crazy!”
"Young Master, Young Master, can you go and finish writing the 'Gold-Hunting Notes' first? I'm afraid that I'll never see this book again and have to go underground to find the King of Hell to read it.”
"The tallest building in our country is the Shanghai Central Building, which is 632 meters high. Jumping from there should only cause a little pain.”
"…Young Master, don't let me see you there in a few days.”
"Let's toast to Young Master. In ancient times, there was Wu Song who went up the mountain to fight the tiger. Today, Young Master Wei has invested all his assets into A shares!”
The replies were all not optimistic about Wei Ziqi.
Some people advised him out of goodwill, while others encouraged him jokingly.
To be honest, if Wei Zi Qi had seen someone so brave in the past and dared to put all his assets into A shares, he would have become one of the people who joked and encouraged them.
This was f * cking suicidal!
Even Su Hao had sent him a message to ask if it was true. It was just a screenshot and a joke, advising him not to throw all his money in.
Wei Ziqi laughed loudly. After replying on Weibo,
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