After a long while, she waved her hand somewhat disinterestedly, "Forget it, forget it, letâs not talk about this."
She was tired.
Mentally tired.
She didnât know why, but even with the confirmation of Ren Zhongâs astonishing talent, and the certainty that Ren Zhong could lead her to break the shackles of fate, her mood should have been very excited, yet she inexplicably felt very calm inside.
Whatâs there to look forward to? With someone so fierce, as long as he stays alive, isnât that inevitable?
"Huh? Whatâs wrong with you two lovebirdsâ expressions? What were you just talking about? Did you have a fight?"
At this moment, Ma Xiaolingâs slightly curious voice sounded in front of them.
From her tone, she seemed to be in a great mood.
Seeing the two turned their faces aside, seemingly lost in their own thoughts, Teacher Maâs gossiping spirit ignited.
Ren Zhong changed the subject and only said, "Teacher Ma, youâre a couple of minutes late."
"Oh, donât mind the details, you often arrive late too, donât you? Come on, Ren Gushen, start your practice. My mentorâs spirit is burning."
Ren Zhong didnât rush, he just asked, "Teacher Ma, have you secretly entered the market to buy stocks?"
Ma Xiaoling was shocked.
"How did you know! I hid it very well! Did my dad secretly sell me out?"
Ren Zhong and Ju Qingmeng exchanged a look.
Ren Zhong held his mouth, trying his best not to laugh, "Teacher Ma, youâre indeed hiding it well, I just casually asked, didnât expect you really bought some, let me see your trading record."
The other party was his big creditor, he couldnât pay back the money anytime soon, Ren Zhong felt somewhat guilty, he really didnât want to see Ma Xiaoling get fooled and jump into a pit, losing all her dowry.
Then heâd truly be deeply sinful.
Ma Xiaoling smiled a bit shyly, "Well then... Iâll ask the teacher for some advice. Please excuse my inadequacies."
Ren Zhong looked at the trading records Ma Xiaoling shared with him, and thought seven words.
What the heck! How is this possible?
Turns out that in these two days, despite being advised, she magically came up with ten thousand or so, buying a lot of small stocks in bits and pieces.
Her number of holdings was over thirty.
In just two days, the number of her transactions was over two hundred.
Among them, some small stocks were bought and sold more than thirty times in one day, unable to stop the craziness of making T trades.
This is a very typical tuition-paying road for stock market newbies.
For novices using this operation method, the probability of losing money is as high as 99.8%.
However, Ma Xiaolingâs total win rate was over 80%.
Just two days had passed, and her floating profit exceeded 70%, matching Ren Gushenâs peak state when he played small stocks.
Ren Zhong swallowed hard and said, "Not bad. So whatâs your approach?"
Ma Xiaoling got excited, "Itâs rare for Ren Gushen to talk stock experiences with me, youâve found your conscience. Well, Iâll start with this one..."
About twenty minutes later, Ren Zhong fell into a long silence.
She wasnât just blindly buying at random, she actually used Ren Zhongâs random post-analysis strategy.
Almost every stock, she could find a reasonable entry reason.
Although these reasons were utterly ridiculous, like the chairman of a company liking an inspirational movieâs official social media account, or an employee of a company just made enough money to pay off his debts...
These reasons, in Ren Zhongâs view, were utterly ridiculous.
But she believed them and thought sheâd found the wealth code, acting decisively and extremely so.
The process didnât matter, only the results did.
Hit the veteran with random punches, Ren Zhong dared not touch stocks anymore, yet she actually made money.
This couldnât just be summed up with simple luck, after all, her sample size was already more than two hundred trades.
Ren Zhong silently watched her, starting to doubt himself.
Is Ma Xiaoling truly a stock genius, did she really turn my nonsense âNine Yin Scriptureâ into inner strength, or is my stock strategy a true masterpiece and I just donât realize it?
Or perhaps...
Wait, let me check.
Ren Zhong exited to the index interface from Ma Xiaolingâs account.
Alright, the marketâs pretty good too, although it hasnât skyrocketed, the index is steadily rising.
Seeing Ren Zhongâs expression change rapidly and not speaking for a while, Ma Xiaoling nervously asked, "Ren Gushen, does my method have any problems?"
Ren Zhongâs mouth twitched, "Itâs alright, you have about a third of my ability. Keep it up, but you should moderate your habit of always keeping a full warehouse, find an appropriate time to reduce your holdings, after all, floating profits arenât gains, money in the pocket is."