Rebirth, Stock Trading and Foreign Exchange, Completed

330 脑 I Have an Algorithm in My Brain, and I Secretly Stop Foreign Short Selling. MabutinUrban331k WordsCompleted 5.9kReads6.1Score717Shelves

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This new novel is easy to read and a refreshing read. The protagonist is a brokerage researcher. After obtaining the algorithm, he has the answers to many things in the later stages of deduction, but he is afraid that others will find out, so he has been carefully hiding them. First, it helps local funds compete with QFII in the stock market, and at the same time, it uses managed funds to invest in entities. It has just used algorithms to calculate the combination formula of new materials and overtakes the new energy field. Later, I will write about the game between great powers and the impact of exchange rate fluctuations. It's quite interesting. It already has 240,000 words. It updates quickly, so you can follow it. [Laugh][laugh][laugh]

333 说 You Promised to Fish and Play Games, but You Will Kill Wall Street? Tennis DumplingsUrban1.5M WordsOngoing 60.7kReads9.1Score5.8kShelves

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"A promise to play games, you kill Wall Street" tells the story of Su Hao, an old otaku. Games are his safe haven, but he faces being kicked out for doing nothing. The president of the gaming guild called and invited him to work as a temporary employee in the company. The president's identity was astonishing: he was the chairman of a private equity fund! The financial elite looked down upon Su Hao, who didn't even understand the K-line. However, Su Hao's operation went against the grain, filling his warehouse with junk ST and pulling up the daily limit ten times in a row. Bitcoin will rise, and he will sell tens of billions of short orders, causing the entire network to liquidate its positions. Wall Street wanted to go short, so he ordered his hometown to be raided, causing great distress. From being looked down upon to being kneeled and licked, the elites cry "stock gods". The New York Times headline reported that Nasdaq chairman begged for mercy. But Su Hao said that it was just a sixth sense developed by opening the game box...

334 醉 After Being Drunk and Dreaming About the Future, the Goddess Actually Chased Me Purple Flying Crane DanceModern Romance28k WordsCompleted 12Reads9.6Score—Shelves

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Although there is no rebirth in this article, Goldfinger is better than rebirth! The protagonist doubled 40 times in 7 days, and finally won the title of "Jiangang" Coin God (Hong Kong). He also embraced the goddess CEO, and the financial battle was professional, fierce, and grand. Worth reading! Completed

335 首 The Richest Man Started by Meeting a Female Trader During His Summer Vacation Cha FengmianUrban351k WordsCompleted 1.4kReads—Score133Shelves

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337 股 Stock Market Veteran 3 Author DaiwaUrban350k WordsCompleted 6Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Stock trading novel

340 双 Double Travel to 1949, Meet Lou Zhenhua at the Beginning Live Hard 2150k WordsOngoing 877Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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This is a good thing, I am the emperor here

347 重 Rebirth in 1980S: My Wife Is a Bit Spicy Bao ZhuangchengModern Romance5.0M WordsCompleted 61.8kReads9.5Score7.1kShelves

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Just finished watching it, it meets the requirements

349 轮 The First Book on Reincarnation Enlightenment Enlightenment of ReincarnationUrban220k WordsCompleted 2Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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3. In the world of leverage, one thought is heaven and the other is hell.

350 逆 Countercurrent Element My Name Is XiaoxiaoSci-Fi & Apocalypse67k WordsCompleted —Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Before the morning fog had cleared, Chen Qingshan's bamboo basket was already so heavy that it weighed on his shoulders. Wannan in September was immersed in the wet chill, and dew rolled down the moso bamboo leaves, leaving dark traces on the back of his washed-white school uniform. The boy's thin back was bent into a bow, and his mud-stained military green liberation shoes stepped on the layer of rotten leaves, startling a few tits with dark blue tail feathers. "Seventy-six." He counted the winter bamboo shoots silently and threw them into the bamboo basket. Lao Zhao, who was collecting mountain goods yesterday, lowered the purchase price to two yuan and two, and had to stock up on more goods before the frost. There are light brown calluses on the knuckles of his right hand - they are the marks left by holding a hatchet for many years, and they are trembling slightly due to excessive exertion. The stream was bone-chillingly cold. Chen Qingshan was kneeling on the bluestone slab to wash the mud off the bamboo shoot shells, when he suddenly heard the sound of a car bell breaking the silence of the mountain stream. He was very familiar with the sound of the chain of the old postman's 28-inch big bumper truck. On the seventh day of every month when he was sending living expenses to his sister who was in high school in the town, he could always see its rusty front wheel at the door of the post office. "Young boy from the Chen family!" The postman yelled, panting, "Letter from Zhejiang University!" The young man straightened up suddenly, and the overturned bamboo basket swirled in the stream. Water droplets dripped down his chin and fell onto the kraft paper envelope. The gilded "Eagle for Truth" school badge dazzled in the morning light. He lifted up the corner of his clothes and repeatedly wiped the dirt between his fingers until the postman impatiently slapped the notice on his chest. The fragrance of ink on the inside pages of the admission notice mixed with the fresh air of bamboo leaves penetrated the nose. "Tuition fee: Lu Qianbabai Yuan" were suddenly distorted into swimming black tadpoles. Chen Qingshan recalled last year's New Year's Eve, when his father was carried back by workers after the quarry collapsed. The white bone protruding from his right leg pierced his cotton pants, and dark red blood dripped on the snow like hawthorn seeds. The sound of chopping boards came from the stove room. Mother cut the ham that had been cured for three years into paper-thin slices, and the oily crimson color gradually spread on the porcelain plate. This is a snack prepared for merchants who purchase camellia oil. In previous years, at this time, the main room would have been filled with buyers in jackets, but since my father's accident, the gilt-gold plaque of "Integrity Management" on the door frame has never reflected the shadow of a stranger. "I'm going to the county." Chen Qingshan stared at the years of grease in the cracks of the Eight Immortals table, "Aunt Wang said that Hangzhou restaurants recruit waiters to take care of food and accommodation." A blue and white plate containing ham was pushed to the boy.

351 股 The Mad Dragon in the Stock Market: from Leeks to the Legend of Hot Money BuffoonUrban1.0M WordsCompleted 13Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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From a leek with huge losses to a front-line hot money boss! A real A-share dragon and tiger fight, breaking down the emotional cycle, leading tactics, and the main trading code. Fighting against institutions, confronting hot money, catching monsters and making comebacks against the odds, every battle is thrilling. A must-read for retail investors, this is an exciting article on stock trading and growth, covering entry into the market, enlightenment, compound interest, and reaching the top, all without watershed information. Love

353 k K-Line Game, the God of Stocks with a Prize Pool of 100 Billion Qingxiao Is DrunkUrban381k WordsCompleted 6Reads—Score—Shelves

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The yandere girlfriend surrounded him at all levels and was forced to enter the K-line game to prove himself. Bear market truth eight: Stand at the highest point and feel the torrent of despair. When you stretch the timeline long enough, you can find the relative bottom.

356 股 Stock God [Stocks] Three Thousand Yuan to Enter the Stock Market Stock God Xiao ZiUrban753k WordsOngoing 39Reads—Score—Shelves

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The author predicts stocks every day,

357 神 The Beggar Descends from the Mountain ExplorerUrban3.5M WordsOngoing 30.8kReads8.0Score2.4kShelves

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The little beggar is causing trouble

358 重 Rebirth 92 Red Journey Li Xiaomo Who Loves to Play the PianoUrban296k WordsCompleted 82Reads—Score—Shelves

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Shenzhen grabs stock subscription form

359 散 The Ups and Downs of Retail Stocks GentlemanUrban140k WordsCompleted 159Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Talking about the various life of investors and the sad journey of the stock market, including how many years were wasted, are all made up of laughter.

360 重 Rebirth in 1972, the Golden Age of Hong Kong There Is No Secret to the Way of HeavenUrban351k WordsOngoing 9Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Hong Kong film and Hong Kong comprehensive novel: It tells the story of the protagonist who traveled through Hong Kong and was reborn in the 1970s and 1980s. He worked as a young and dangerous boy and an undercover agent, and he has a bottom line in loyalty. He also worked as a police officer and became a master detective in solving crimes, with a meticulous mind. He also worked as a business tycoon, opened factories and engaged in industry, and witnessed the development process of that era. . .

362 蚀 Bone-Eroding Regret, Rebirth Against the Current Fallen into PiecesUrban206k WordsOngoing —Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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The city is reborn,

376 离 After My Divorce, I Suddenly Had an Epiphany and Finally Became a God. I Treat You to Some Dried FishUrban1.4M WordsCompleted 22kReads9.1Score2kShelves

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Li Bai, the takeaway boy who changed his life after his divorce, made a fortune by counterattacking through stock trading! Self-disciplined, diligent, transparent and free, the emotional line is intertwined with the game of the stock market, it is real and refreshing, a vivid urban story from trough to rise. ‌

381 重 When I'm Reborn, I'm the Big Bad Guy Landlord's Silly SonUrban177k WordsOngoing —Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Rebirth of speculating in stocks, foreign exchange, Bitcoin, and gold. . . .

382 万 I Never Expected That Everyone Who Was Deceived by Me Would Become Rich. Mr. LangUrban1.1M WordsCompleted 19kReads8.7Score1.4kShelves

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I wanted to fool people, but the "recipe" I casually mentioned actually made someone rich! When he started a company or made an investment, he gave random advice and the other party made a lot of money. He himself was confused: "Am I bringing my own wealth buff?"

383 重 Rebirth in 1999: Creating a Business Giant Grapes Are DeliciousUrban316k WordsCompleted 1.5kReads8.4Score—Shelves

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Still watchable