Big Data Cultivation - Chapter 226

Chapter 226: Chapter 226 New Surprise (Three more for monthly pass)

Feng Jun was quite aware that what Wang Haifeng said was right. During the last half-hour before the close of trading in the afternoon, not only was trading more frequent, but it also revealed certain portents.

Some people say that choosing the right moment to apply for new shares can increase the chances of winning the lottery, which Feng Jun thought was nonsense, but trading stocks during the last half-hour before closing indeed greatly reduced the probability of making mistakes.

Of course, choosing such timing only helps investors judge the situation. If it could guarantee only profits without losses, wouldn’t everyone choose this time slot for trading?

No matter what, there was some truth in what Wang Haifeng had said, and Feng Jun’s first actual trading operation in his life had not been at the most prudent time, making his first transaction seem less than perfect.

So he was somewhat peeved by Coach Wang’s reminder, thinking to himself, I’ve already made my decision, why bother with hindsight?

However, hindsight wasn’t the worst part. What was worse was… the hindsight turned out to be accurate.

After 2:30 PM, the stock market entered the final half-hour, and the stock Feng Jun had purchased fluctuated up and down, but on the whole, it was trending downward.

Feng Jun had bought it at nine yuan and ninety-one cents, calculating that as long as it oscillated around ten yuan a few times, buying at just over nine yuan and selling at just over ten yuan, he could quickly reduce the cost of establishing his position.

His idea was good, but unfortunately, ever since he bought the stock, the price never rose above ten yuan—the highest it reached was nine yuan and ninety-nine cents, just one cent short of ten yuan.

But this one cent was like a chasm, firmly blocking his path.

Approaching 2:30, the stock began to waver around nine yuan and eighty cents, and gradually, it couldn’t even reach nine yuan and eighty cents.

A difference of one yuan and ten cents really didn’t matter to Feng Jun, even with fifty thousand shares it was just seven or eight thousand yuan. But seeing the stock he had just bought getting stuck, nobody would feel good about it.

The key point was, as time passed, the stock price continued to wobble downward, and soon it couldn’t hold steady at nine yuan and seventy cents.

That is to say, because of the timing of Feng Jun’s purchase, his paper losses had already exceeded ten thousand yuan by now.

Ten thousand yuan wasn’t a lot, but what irked him was that his first shot had missed the target. He had already been cautious by turning from green to red, who would have thought that today this stock would drop by three percent?

Thinking it over, he felt somewhat unwilling to accept it and moved to one side, his face darkening as he tapped his left hand, “Come on~”

Feng Jun wanted to take the last ten minutes or so before closing to ponder: was there any news regarding this stock that I had not noticed?

However, when he entered the trading system this time, his face turned dark, “Fuck, it’s different now?”

The notification box that appeared on the big screen this time contained more than just a simple phrase. Inside, there were more than a dozen alerts.

One of them read: New product inspection dangerously cleared, due to quality control in assembly line production having a huge uncertainty, and the upstream suppliers facing significant pressure to raise prices, whether the new product will be put into production on time is highly controversial.

Clearly, this was an issue that was being debated in the boardroom. Because no conclusion had been reached, it wasn’t disclosed in the announcements, but the dispute was definitely real.

Another alert mentioned that the company had fully acquired an overseas company last year, aiming to perfect the entire industrial chain, but currently, it was struggling with cost control and faced pressure from the labour unions, with the loss situation showing no signs of reversing.

Logically, this news could have been found domestically, but overseas acquisitions can be very vague, and sometimes it’s even uncertain whether it’s an actual acquisition or a transfer of assets.

The stock Feng Jun had chosen was relatively well-regulated, especially the leadership team and the Sect Leader’s capabilities and reputation were excellent. The likelihood of odd issues arising seemed very small.

However, concealing certain news appropriately might be to minimize unnecessary variables.

There was another mixed piece of news. In the European and American markets of this industry, there were discussions about raising the entry barriers, which seemed to benefit this stock. However, in reality, the risks it faced exceeded ordinary forecasts.

All in all, these suddenly appearing alerts shocked Feng Jun—why didn’t I notice them before?

After reflection, he realized: The last time he entered the stock trading system APP, it was probably during the mid-day break of the stock market.

From eleven-thirty until one in the afternoon, the stock market was closed for a break, and these relevant messages had not been shown.

Why was that? Feng Jun was lost in thought.

After much thought, he could only come up with one conjecture: these alerts were all capable of influencing stock prices in the short term, so they would only be shown during trading.

Among these dozen alerts, more than half were highly time-sensitive. Taking the three examples just mentioned, if they had occurred a year ago or two years from now, they would not be worthy of appearing in the alerts.

Since it was capable of affecting stock prices in the short term, it was only natural that the effect would show up during the corresponding time frame. If the stock market was closed and there was no trading, it was understandable that the information wouldn’t be displayed.

Having realized this, Feng Jun clicked his tongue in chagrin. If it hadn’t been for Wang Haifeng and Li Xiaobin joining in the excitement, insisting on following him in buying stocks, he might have checked the app again before the afternoon trading session, potentially avoiding some losses.

Actually, the loss wasn’t much to speak of. The main issue was that he felt somewhat embarrassed, as his first transaction turned out this way.

While pondering this, he accidentally glanced at the K-line chart on the screen again, and then he made an unexpected discovery: had the stock market already closed?

The closing price of the stock was nine yuan and seventy-one cents, meaning the stock he had bought had fallen by twenty cents today. Taking into account the commission and the future stamp duty he would have to pay, his fifty-thousand-shares transaction was already a confirmed loss of over ten thousand yuan.

He clicked on the daily K-line chart for a closer look, only to find that the last ten minutes or so of the K-line was faint. Checking the trading volumes, he saw that the transaction amounts on the last few screens were also shadowy, barely discernible, yet not entirely clear.

I seem to have discovered something incredible! With this thought, Feng Jun exited the mobile phone.

Sure enough, back in the real world, he checked the time and found it was only two forty-six, with fourteen minutes left until the close of trading.

Feng Jun’s heart couldn’t help but thump wildly: could I actually see the future trends of stocks?

This… He felt that at that moment, it was impossible to put his feelings into words!

He leapt up, lit a cigarette, and began pacing back and forth in the living room. He was so excited that he wanted to shout, but couldn’t bring himself to do so.

Xu Leigang had slipped out to practice his cultivation, and while Wang Haifeng was practicing in the living room, he couldn’t calm his nerves and occasionally stole glances at Feng Jun.

So he was the first to notice the master’s abnormality. However, since the master didn’t speak, he didn’t dare to utter a word either, and could only wonder in silence: what had happened to the master?

Li Xiaobin was organizing her personal items in the room with the door open, she too could see Feng Jun’s abnormal behavior. Since Wang Haifeng remained silent, she chose not to speak but occasionally cast curious glances his way.

Feng Jun really wanted to show off, terribly so.

Nevertheless, he held back, waiting to see whether the stock would indeed follow the prediction of the trading system in the last fourteen minutes.

Fourteen minutes could seem long or short; he counted each second until the stock market closed at three o’clock.

As expected, the stock he traded today closed at nine yuan and seventy-one cents.

By then, his disappointment had been replaced by sheer surprise: I can precisely predict the movement of stocks!

In comparison, that ten thousand yuan of unrealized loss was negligible.

He was so excited, he nearly lost his senses; thus, he had to step onto the balcony on the third floor, standing in the cold wind, trying hard to calm down.

Fortunately, he was someone who could control his emotions. After the initial excitement, he began contemplating a question: it seems I can only predict the stock’s movement for the day?

If I invest money in it after making a prediction, will it influence the future movement of the stock?

Indeed, he believed it was certain that his involvement would have an impact, and if the investment was large enough, it was not impossible to completely change the stock’s direction.

Stock market matters can be quite delicate. Forget about the investment of millions; sometimes, at a crucial point, even a few stocks being quoted and traded can trigger a massive domino effect.

It’s no joke. Feng Jun had heard similar cases during his university days.

In a tense situation where both bulls and bears were on edge, someone tossed a few stocks into the mix, the bullish side charged with momentum, and the bears put up a token resistance before hastily retreating.

It was like a scene from a movie where two rival gangs are negotiating and an underling accidentally pops a bubblegum, sparking an unexpected gunfight…

Feng Jun quickly fell into such contemplations, entirely putting aside the surprise he had received that day.

For a person with meticulous thinking, finding an opportunity was joyful, but it was only the first step towards success. Fully understanding and utilizing that opportunity was the priority.

So, that evening, both Wang Haifeng and Li Xiaobin tried to coax some stock market news from Feng Jun, but it was unfortunate that Master Feng was absent-mindedly mumbling, appearing as if in a trance, lost in thought…

(Third update, calling for monthly tickets.)