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Kapitel 5

Ma Yunteng heard his voice, but ignored him. He didn't care what kind of old man the other person was or what it had to do with him. Couldn't he even walk normally?

Those around him, seeing that he didn't even bother to make way, immediately cast pitying glances at him, because now Old Master Feng and his bodyguards seemed to have become his lackeys.

How can we tolerate this?

Old Master Feng was slightly taken aback, a strange look flashing across his face. This was the first time he had encountered such a situation. Over the years, wherever he went, people would bow and scrape to him. Not to mention the rich second generation, even the people from the four major families of Jiangnan City treated him with great respect.

How dare this kid walk in front of me?

"Hey kid, didn't you see this is Old Master Feng's road?" One of Old Master Feng's bodyguards couldn't hold back any longer. He knew that Old Master Feng was too proud to argue with such a nobody, but he had to go up and give him a warning.

"They really don't know their own limitations, how dare they walk ahead of Old Master Feng!"

"Hasn't this kid heard of the legend of Old Master Feng? Old Master Feng came here to guide us on how to make a fortune!"

"This clueless hothead doesn't know the rules. We're all willing to make way for Old Master Feng when he walks here, but this guy just takes advantage of it!"

Everyone around him was staring at Ma Yunteng with eyes blazing with anger.

Mr. Feng is a highly respected figure at the Datong Stock Exchange. Although he is sixty years old, his insight into stock market trends remains sharp. Over the years, he has helped countless people make a fortune, and even the professional analysts at the exchange humbly seek his advice.

Moreover, Mr. Feng is very popular with the people. Every week, he would come to the stock exchange to give investors three free stock picks. As long as you bought the stocks that Mr. Feng recommended, you would basically make a profit. It is precisely because of this that Mr. Feng has such a high status in the hearts of these people. It is not an exaggeration to describe him as highly respected.

At this moment, Ma Yunteng suddenly stopped, looked at the bottom of the huge fluorescent screen in front of him, and turned around and walked over.

"Is my luck really that bad? This stock has been falling since the first day I bought it, and it's been falling for three years now, and it's still falling?"

This stock is called Tianhe Financial. Ma Yunteng bought 10,000 yuan worth of it three years ago. At that time, it was a very promising stock, and many people bought it. However, everyone who bought it ended up losing money. After a quick calculation, his initial 10,000 yuan investment has now dwindled to less than 1,000 yuan! His loss is relatively small.

According to rumors, the company behind this stock made serious mistakes in its business strategy, which directly led to negative profits and years of losses in market value. As of now, its market value has fallen to less than double digits.

"You're quite prone to falling, huh? I'm going to make you rise again today!"

Ma Yunteng lit a Double Happiness cigarette and slowly exhaled a smoke ring. The system had given him a limit of 50 million, and he planned to pick a stock with a promising future and invest the rest of his money in it.

Seeing that Ma Yunteng had moved out of the middle of the road, Old Master Feng's bodyguard said nothing more. Everyone assumed he had realized how rude he had been and was making way for him. The fact that Old Master Feng's bodyguard didn't make things difficult for Ma Yunteng earned him a round of applause from those around them.

"As expected of Old Master Feng's bodyguard, he didn't make things difficult for this kid."

"Yes, Mr. Feng's bodyguards not only need to be skilled, but also have high moral character, otherwise they will embarrass Mr. Feng."

"That kid was really disrespectful! If Old Master Feng had left in anger because of this, we certainly wouldn't have let him off the hook. Old Master Feng is a man of high status, but we won't be so dignified!"

When Grandpa Feng heard what the people around him said, the wrinkles on his face smoothed out. At his age, these were the words he liked to hear the most. He spun the two Baoding steel balls in his hands rapidly and walked forward steadily. People on both sides greeted him, and he simply nodded slightly in response.

When he saw Ma Yunteng staring at the bottom of the big screen, he couldn't help but sneer.

"How dare you look at J-stocks?!"

There were at least a thousand different stocks on the big screen, but the stock Ma Yunteng was looking at was a type of stock called J-shares.

J-shares differ from A-shares. A-shares have daily price fluctuation limits of less than 5%, but J-shares are issued separately by the Jiangnan Banking Regulatory Commission. These shares have also passed the review of the China Banking Regulatory Commission and are a legal type of stock without price fluctuation limits.

The most notable characteristic of J-shares is their instability.

Buying and selling can be done flexibly at any time, and there is always the possibility of a surge or plunge.

Although unstable, J-shares have a huge advantage: there are no limits on price fluctuations. Especially for J-shares at the bottom of the market, they have an upside potential that other stocks cannot match!

That's why only ruthless gamblers would buy J shares!

It is said that people who started trading J-shares made a fortune. There was a middle school student who used his New Year's money to buy 1,000 yuan worth of J-shares and suddenly found himself a millionaire a year later!

"Young man, you want to buy J shares?" Old Master Feng walked straight to Ma Yunteng's side, intending to take this opportunity to mock him. Ma Yunteng had already annoyed him by walking in front of him earlier, and if it weren't for maintaining his composure, he would have had his men teach him a lesson long ago.

[Ding: +100 points of disdain from Grandpa Feng]

[Random Quest Triggered: The Dignity of a Tycoon!]

[Mission Objective: The host will receive an additional 20 billion in one minute to drive a 100-fold explosive growth in J-shares!]

[Mission Successful: Received 1000 Godly Coins and one free lottery draw!]

[Mission Failed: You'll become uglier than Jack Ma!]

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Two hundred billion!

"System, this is too outrageous!" Ma Yunteng couldn't help but gasp. When the newbie mission was released this morning, he thought the 50 million quota was a lot, but now he was suddenly given 20 billion! Ma Yunteng was a little dumbfounded.

"So what if you're ambitious? Two hundred billion? Even a small company like Tencent has a market value of trillions. Come on, you're supposed to be the future richest person in the universe, can't you have some class? Are you going to do this mission or not? If you don't, I guarantee you'll become uglier than Jack Ma!"

"No! I'll do it, I'll do it! If I'm uglier than Ma Huateng, I can barely keep living. But if I'm uglier than Ma Yun... how am I supposed to pick up girls then!" Ma Yunteng's expression turned serious.

“Young man, you’re still too young and inexperienced to play around with stocks. Stocks are not something a young person like you can handle. I’ve been in the stock market for over thirty years and have read countless books on stock trading, but I still don’t dare to touch it. I advise you to stop daydreaming!” Old Master Feng suddenly walked up to him, and his voice immediately attracted the attention of everyone around them. Everyone turned to look at them.

"We don't even dare to look at J-shares. They go up and down in an instant, just like riding a roller coaster," a middle-aged man in his forties said meaningfully from the crowd.

“Most J-shares have been plummeting for years, and many people have been trapped and lost everything. How could he still be looking at J-shares? I remember last year a rich second-generation guy invested ten million in a J-share, that's ten million! And what happened? It all disappeared without a trace!” A young analyst from the exchange also came over.

"You hothead!"

"Daydream!"

"SB!"