Insufficient balance

  On February 5th, investors of Yongxin No.8 Department Store gathered at the exchange early in the morning. Before the opening bell, almost all seats were taken in front of the trading machines.

  It's not yet trading hours, some investors are reading newspapers and magazines, some are watching the news from the exchange, some are reviewing yesterday's transactions, and more are evaluating each other's stocks.

  Look, today's article is written so well: The stock market sends a big red envelope before the festival. An old cadre held up a newspaper and pointed at the headline in large characters, saying excitedly.

  Don't just pick the good stuff, this article also says that according to their statistics, there was no increase in funds entering the market yesterday. Be careful. Fu splashed cold water while shaking the newspaper in his hand.

  You just want to be against everyone and show off yourself, said the old cadre with a snort.

  Rich finger, if you listened to your delivery yesterday, wouldn't you have cried to death? Stockman Old Zhang supports the old cadre.

  Haha...

  Old Zhang's words triggered another burst of hearty laughter.

  Teacher Lu, will the market be like yesterday today? Asked Auntie Li.

  According to today's newspaper, it shouldn't be bad. Lu teacher replied happily.

  I really hope it goes up for two more days and I'll be able to get out of this predicament. Aunt Li said with full of hope.

  Today is the last trading day of the year of the pig, if it closes with a big yang line, that would be great. If we can have an opening red on the first trading day after the Spring Festival, that would be even more beautiful. Stock investor Old Zhang said with high expectations.

  It will definitely be. Yesterday was the beginning of spring, and the seasonal change is a turning point, it must be directional. The old cadre said with satisfaction.

  "Hey, Old Cadre is really something, he's even got stock reviews going on. Jian Te half-jokingly praised him."

  The old stockholder took a glance at Jian Te and wanted to say something but stopped himself.

  It's open for trading now.

  The index actually opened lower by over 50 points.

  Astonished.

  Fuxin Bank's shareholders are like being drenched with a basin of cold water on this coldest day.

  What are these rascals trying to do? The first reaction is resentment, indignantly issuing accusations.

  Don't worry, yesterday's surge was too high, institutions are just washing their profitable disks. The old cadre said nervously.

  Since the big plate began to adjust in October last year, several months have passed, and the stockholders were frightened. Today, the big plate did not open high, immediately causing panic.

  The trading hall of Rongxin 8th Department fell into silence again.

  Everyone be careful, the market will counterattack later. If it can't float above water (referring to the stock index not exceeding yesterday's closing point), hurry up and sell! At least sell half of it. The rich are timely in issuing orders.

  The market reversed yesterday's trend, and after opening, it was like having an empty stomach, lacking energy and fluctuating up and down.

  Investors cautiously watched the disk and individual stocks.

  The soft and weak market today is in stark contrast with yesterday's rapid and massive surge, leaving investors feeling very uncomfortable and at a loss.

  Half an hour has passed and the two cities' major indexes are still sluggish, looking like a sickly child.

  "Have they gone ahead and celebrated the holiday already?" Kent said.

  It's very likely that now is different from last year, the organization can completely control the situation and is not afraid of unexpected events. Even if they let go for a day or two, they still dare to do it. Mr. Lu said with certainty.

  Money, where did all the money go? It's just one night and it's all gone? Stock investor Old Zhang said irritably.

  I think that yesterday was a big day for the main force, and today is definitely not going to happen. Old stockman Xiaosheng said quietly to Jiantie.

  Having finished speaking, the old stockholder stood up and was about to leave.

  "Hey, why are you leaving? Aren't you going to celebrate the New Year with us?" Rich pointed at Old Stockholder who was getting up to leave and teased him.

  The old stockholder turned his face towards Fu Zhi, wanting to say something. He paused for a moment, but didn't say anything. He turned around, waved his hand, and walked towards the door.

  An hour has passed and the market is still sluggish.

  This is so frustrating! What's going on? Old Zhang, a stock investor, couldn't sit still.

  It rose too sharply yesterday, and it's also understandable to consolidate a bit today, said Lu.

  The market is still weak and fluctuating, but it does not have a decisive intention to fall.

  Rich finger, what is this big plate going to do? Is it still playing or not? Stockman Old Zhang looks like an ant on a hot pot.

  "Hey, on the last trading day, nobody wants to take action. No wonder. Rich said it doesn't matter."

  The stockholders of Runxin 8 saw the big disk walking steadily, and their stocks didn't plummet, just falling by two or three percent. Although the market value shrank, due to previous exercises, they could tolerate it and lost interest, getting up one after another to go home for the New Year.

  Rich finger, the big disk is like this? Looking at it's almost time for the morning close, Aunt Li asked.

  It's estimated that there's no chance of a rebound. However, it seems like the decline won't go too far either. You see, nobody wants to buy and nobody wants to sell. Fu said, pointing at the display screen.

  Then I'll go back home too! There's still a lot of things to deal with at home. Aunt Li stood up.

  "I wish you all a happy new year, I won't be coming this afternoon." said Aunt Li politely.

  You too, have a great new year.

  Wish you a happy new year.

  Everyone present responded with applause, but their voices were sparse and there was no intense atmosphere at all.

  See you during Chinese New Year. Aunt Li said and left.

  This is so annoying. Stock investor Old Zhang said even more irritably.

  The last trading day was like this. It depends on how the market maker closes the disk at the end of the day. However, I think it's just like this today. Whether to come in the afternoon or not is really not worth the effort. The old master said with a rich tone.

  Going home for Chinese New Year. Jian Te got up from his seat.

  "Let's all go, I'll stay and guard the position." Fu said with a smile.

  We'll retreat, you cover us. Jian Te said to Fu Zhi and left.

  The market opens in the afternoon.

  The overall market remained weak and fluctuated downward step by step, with trading volume also shrinking sharply.

  It seems this head pig has been killed. Fu Zhi sighed.

  "What do you mean by that?" asked Old Zhang, a shareholder.

  Look around you. Fu didn't give a direct answer, but instead let Old Zhang observe the situation.

  The empty Rongxin 8th floor trading hall has only a few people left. Originally, some had left in the morning, and by afternoon, almost no one came.

  What's wrong? Old Zhang, a shareholder, looked around four times and didn't understand.

  I reckon every exchange is like this, says Rich.

  What's wrong? Old Zhang, a shareholder, still doesn't understand.

  Everyone has left, what's the point of staying? Fu said with a tone of dissatisfaction.

  "These people, really! Is money not their own?" stockholder Old Zhang said indignantly.

  The market is like this, even if you want to do something, you can't. Who's still stupidly staying here? Fu said indifferently.

  Shareholder Old Zhang fell silent, staring at the computer screen with a heavy heart.

  "Why don't you go home?" Fu Zhi asked.

  "What's wrong with you? Why don't you leave?" Old Zhang, a shareholder, retorted.

  I'm just one person, it doesn't matter if I go back or not. Fu Zhi still has an indifferent expression.

  Shareholder Old Zhang has stopped talking again.

  The index fell after a brief rebound and closed with a yin line.

  Looking at the last bar of the Pig Year collection, Fu Zhi sighed and said:

  The fat pig blocked the door but couldn't keep it closed. So uncooperative!

  Shareholder Old Zhang didn't say a word, still staring at the monitor in front of him with a heavy heart.

  Haven't you left yet? Fu Zhi asked stock investor Old Zhang.

  Old shareholder Zhang didn't say a word, mechanically stood up and left.

  This guy. Fu Zhi muttered a sentence in doubt and also got up and left.