It's just that we haven't seen each other for a day, and the atmosphere when we meet again is very different from home.
In front of other prison guards, Jiang Chijing did not dare to show that he was very familiar with Zheng Mingyi, and Zheng Mingyi could only call him his wife by mouth.
Suits and home uniforms turned into prison uniforms and prison guard uniforms. At home, he caressed Jiang Chijing's hands on his buttocks as he wanted, and at this moment he was handcuffed.
It's not like it's like a lifetime, but it does make people feel a sense of separation. It seems that compared with the previous one, there is a fresh stimulation.
After greeting colleagues of the prison guard, Jiang Chijing did not call Zheng Mingyi's name, but deliberately said, "1017, come in with me."
This number Jiang Chijing has not been called for a long time, and there is a strong sense of strangeness. He believed that no one could have imagined that the only prisoner he was talking about was the numbered prisoner who had just spent a crazy weekend with him.
"Go to the back and turn on the lights in the library." Jiang Chijing walked into the work area to start the computer, and sent Zheng Mingyi to work with peace of mind.
He thought that Zheng Mingyi would say that he was a scumbag after his colleagues from the prison guards left, but he didn't expect that Zheng Mingyi not only did not complain, but after turning on the light, he walked to the work area and asked: " Officer Jiang, may I come in?"
Before this person entered and exited the work area, he had never obtained Jiang Chijing's consent. Now that he has suddenly become so honest, Jiang Chijing is still a little uncomfortable.
He glanced at Zheng Mingyi casually, and said lightly, "Come in."
Zheng Mingyi came to Jiang Chijing and sat down, and said politely, "Today Hengxiang is going to release an industry report, please read it to me, Officer Jiang."
The last time Zheng Mingyi said the words "read it to me", Jiang Chijing also had a copy of "Basic Knowledge of Go" in front of him.
Jiang Chijing really didn't play well that time, and he couldn't stick to it after reading one page. If there is another chance to discuss...
Stop, now is not the time to think about it.
It was clear that I had just finished my cravings not long ago, and the waste in my mind had a tendency to appear in tons.
Jiang Chijing stopped his thoughts in time, and said to Zheng Mingyi in a business manner: "I will naturally take the things that the warden explained to me."
Zheng Mingyi nodded and asked, "What if the warden didn't explain it?"
Obviously, Zheng Mingyi heard Jiang Chijing call him 1017 and knew that Jiang Chijing was playing a game of prison guards and prisoners. He would speak to Jiang Chijing so respectfully, but it was just to cooperate with Jiang Chijing.
But the fun of this kind of game doesn't lie in cooperation, it lies in seeing who can't hold back first. Zheng Mingyi asked that the warden didn't explain anything, obviously he was the first to set a trap, and it was to see if Jiang Chijing could continue.
"What the warden didn't explain," Jiang Chijing said without changing his expression, "Of course I won't be responsible."
"Then Officer Jiang really has a clear distinction between public and private." Zheng Mingyi said.
"In our line of business, of course, we must distinguish between public and private." Jiang Chijing became addicted to playing. "Don't have feelings for prisoners, because many prisoners are kind and honest on the surface, but they don't know how many bad thoughts behind their backs."
"Officer Jiang, prisoners are not bad, how can they be prisoners?"
Having said that, Zheng Mingyi's right hand was naturally placed on Jiang Chijing's left leg, as if it were an ordinary sofa armrest.
Jiang Chijing lowered his eyes and raised his eyebrows: "1017, do you know how you will be punished for such behavior?"
"My consciousness is relatively low." Zheng Mingyi looked at Jiang Chijing and said, "I also ask Officer Jiang to make it clear."
"Offending the police officer like you," Jiang Chijing leaned closer to Zheng Mingyi's ear and said in a low voice, "I will be handcuffed by the police officer at the head of the bed."
In the end, Jiang Chijing didn't hold back, and was the first to speak out the waste in his mind.
Zheng Mingyi held his chin and smiled, and when he looked at Jiang Chijing again, he returned to his normal tone: "Do you miss me, Jiang Jiang?"
"Well, it's alright." Jiang Chijing opened the webpage, "Your watch is at my house."
"Just leave it there." Zheng Mingyi said.
It can only be put in Jiang Chijing's house. If it is brought to prison at this time, it cannot be put into Zheng Mingyi's belongings.
"Which webpage is Hengxiang publishing the industry report on?" Jiang Chijing asked.
"The company's official website."
According to Zheng Mingyi's instructions, Jiang Chijing clicked on the industry report on old clocks released by Hengxiang. He was about to start reciting from the beginning when a rash man burst into the door of the library.
"Idol, it's not good!" Yu Guang swishly ran to the work area, the weight of his upper body resting on the desk, "The stock price of the old clock has started to fall!"
"I'll read the report first." Zheng Mingyi said.
"Can't you read it?" Yu Guang said, "I can read it to you!"
It was Luo Hai who first told Jiang Chijing that Zheng Mingyi had dyslexia. And Luo Hai knew about this, which means that Guang also knew.
Yu Guang stretched his head to the computer screen and said, "The level of electronic technology development represents..."
Jiang Chijing frowned and interrupted Yu Guang: "I'll read it to him."
"Oh." Yu Guang retracted his head, propped his chin in his hand, looked at Jiang Chijing and said, "Then hurry up, Officer Jiang."
This industry report has a lot of words. Jiang Chijing speaks very fast. Sometimes when he reads some unimportant information, Zheng Mingyi will say "skip", but it still takes ten minutes to read.
"It's hard work." Zheng Mingyi handed the water cup to Jiang Chijing, and then switched back to the old watch stock trend page.
Yu Guangying was bored, so he wrote and drew on the side. After seeing Jiang Chijing finish reading, he put down the pen in his hand and asked Zheng Mingyi, "Idol, are we going to fight back?"
"It's still too early." Zheng Mingyi said, "If you intervene too early, Wu Peng will find out that something is wrong."
The day K line on the screen turned green so much that even Jiang Chijing, a layman, could see that the stock of Old Clocks had fallen sharply.
"Then wait for it to fall?" Yu Guang asked, "But in this way, even if there is a rebound trend behind it, everyone will adopt a wait-and-see attitude."
"So we must stabilize the stock price first." Zheng Mingyi said, "Are you ready?"
"I have already contacted, and my friends are ready to fight at any time." Yu Guang said.
"What battle?" Jiang Chijing couldn't help asking.
"Public opinion war." Zheng Mingyi said, "The rise and fall of stocks is related to people's psychological expectations. Simply put, as long as you can manipulate the psychology of investors, you can manipulate the rise and fall of a stock."
"Meaning," Jiang Chijing thought deeply, "as long as most people believe that this stock will go up, will this stock really go up?"
"Yes, Officer Jiang." Yu Guang replied, "You think, most people are optimistic about this stock, so will they all buy it? The more people who buy it, the stock will of course rise. "
"It's not just stocks." Zheng Mingyi added to Jiang Chijing, "In the free market, all commodities are bought by many people, and the price rises. This is the law of the market."
Jiang Chi nodded and understood the reason, but he felt more and more that stocks were dangerous things.
Ordinary retail investors can only be the party who "receives information", and they cannot judge the purpose of the party who "sends information" at all. As long as you start to follow the trend, unless you are lucky, there is a high probability that you will become a harvested leek.
Therefore, as a retail investor, to judge the rise and fall of a stock, it is not to analyze the prospects of the company at all, but to analyze the considerations of the top "information senders".
Now Zheng Mingyi wants to use public opinion to disrupt the market, just to destroy Hengxiang's "information sender" identity.
"Then where do we start?" Yu Guang tore off a page of notebook paper and waited earnestly for Zheng Mingyi's next words.
The notebook belonged to Jiang Chijing, but he didn't bother to bother with Yu Guang about this trivial matter.
"Let's start with the national policy. The policy is good for the electronic technology industry. It is only a matter of time before the old clocks establish their own core R&D team. This ticket has the value of burning down." Zheng Mingyi thought about it, "Then from the Start with a national brand and tell its brand story, for example, products produced decades ago are now guaranteed for life, try to reflect the conscience of the enterprise and arouse the national sentiment of shareholders.”
Jiang Chijing also has a deep understanding of emotion.
The old clock on his wrist was repaired beyond repair by him a while ago. Unexpectedly, after returning it to the manufacturer, the manufacturer only charged a small maintenance fee. And the reason for charging is only because it is man-made damage.
As a bystander, Jiang Chijing also does not want such a conscientious national enterprise to be targeted by a short-selling agency like Hengxiang.
Next, Zheng Mingyi said some details, and Yu Guang wrote them down one by one.
"In short, bring the rhythm first, most people will choose to wait and see." Zheng Mingyi said.
"Okay, idol." Yu Guang looked at Zheng Mingyi with admiration on his face and said, "Leave the online affairs to me, and promise to complete the task!"
Jiang Chijing doesn't know much about the social circle of hackers, but it shouldn't be difficult to see Yu Guang like this.
Yu Guang took the notes he made and left the library in a hurry. It seemed that he was going to look for Luo Hai to act coquettishly at the door to get the right to use the computer.
Zheng Mingyi continued to browse the stock market chart, his expression was unwavering, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
To be honest, Jiang Chijing quite likes watching Zheng Mingyi think, probably as sexy as... when he takes off his clothes.
However, Zheng Mingyi quickly noticed Jiang Chijing's peek, turned his head to meet his gaze, and said, "Look at what I'm doing?"
Jiang Chijing didn't dodge, and said generously, "Guess what you're thinking."
Zheng Mingyi smiled and asked, "Have you guessed it?"
"How did the stock price of the old watch soar?" Jiang Chijing said, "Only in this way can Hengxiang lose blood."
"That's right." Zheng Mingyi raised his hand and pinched Jiang Chijing's face, "My wife is not stupid."
Jiang Chijing was not stupid at first, but Zheng Mingyi was not a normal person. He patted Zheng Mingyi's hand away and asked, "Have you come up with a solution?"
"There has always been a way." Zheng Mingyi said, "It's just timing."
Jiang Chijing still wanted to ask what the solution was, but Zheng Mingyi looked at the time on the screen and said to Jiang Chijing, "I should go, see you in the afternoon."
"Zheng Mingyi." Jiang Chijing hurriedly stopped him, "Well, you...you eat less at noon."
This is a really twisted statement, even Jiang Chijing didn't expect him to be so embarrassed.
"Why?" Zheng Mingyi asked.
"Because..." Jiang Chijing looked away unnaturally, "I have nothing to do, so I made strawberry pie for you."
The air was quiet for a second, Jiang Chijing really didn't like the atmosphere, he frowned and said, "It's hard to eat, you can also skip it."
"Eat." Zheng Mingyi glanced at the camera when he said this. Obviously he wanted to do something bad, but he endured it. He stood up and said, "I will go out as soon as possible, don't keep seducing me in prison."
Jiang Chijing was full of question marks, how could he seduce people? He was clearly restrained.
But he suddenly thought that if Zheng Mingyi's mind was full of waste, then maybe his every move was a seduction in Zheng Mingyi's eyes.
Then it's no wonder he.
After Zheng Mingyi left, Jiang Chijing brought back the notebook that Yu Guang had scribbled and scribbled in front of him.
On the previous page of the torn page, there are many villains drawn by Yu Guang, as well as his iconic icon in the hacker circle, a small glowing light bulb.
Jiang Chijing had been reading industry reports before, and he didn't pay attention to his actions too light. Now looking at the graffiti on this notebook, it is not difficult to see that he was quite bored just now.
Jiang Chijing didn't pay attention to these graffiti, his attention was all attracted by the two lines between the graffiti.
The first line reads: He is so fierce.
This handwriting is relatively unfamiliar, it should be Yu Guang's handwriting. Jiang Chijing interrupted Yu Guang to read a report to Zheng Mingyi just now. It is estimated that Yu Guang wrote these three words to complain to Zheng Mingyi.
And this line of characters is followed by three other characters, the handwriting is crooked, at first glance it is Zheng Mingyi's words. One of the words "Hi" is missing two points in the middle, but this does not affect Jiang Chijing's reading.
I saw that the three words written under "He is so fierce" were—
"I like."