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Master Yan was the only person standing and watching the market in a sweatshirt. He was tall and thin; his face was sallow, and there were often dark circles under his eye bags from staying up late.
When he talked to people, he always talked about "support level" and "pressure line", which made people half-understand. Because his last name was Yan, others gave him a nickname from the half-understood words "Ting Chi Jian Bi" in Binance Square, called Master Yan. As soon as Master Yan entered the square, all the people who traded in cryptocurrencies looked at him and laughed. Some shouted, "Master, your account has been blown up again!" He did not answer, but said to the counter, "Get a cup of American coffee and a sandwich." They deliberately shouted loudly, "You must have chased high and sold low again!" Master Yan narrowed his eyes and said, "How can you slander someone's innocence like this..." "What innocence? I saw you shouting orders in the group last night and cut the leeks all over the ground." Master Yan's face turned red, and the veins on his forehead burst out. He argued, "How can teaching K-line technology be considered cutting leeks!... Can the work of crypto traders be considered cutting?" Hearing people talking behind his back, Master Yan had read several investment books, but he never made a lot of money and didn't know how to do things properly; so he became poorer and poorer. Fortunately, he knew how to read K-lines, so he pulled people in to take orders in exchange for a few meals. Unfortunately, he had another bad habit, which was bragging. After only a few days of taking orders, he lost everything, including his phone, computer, and power bank.
After several times, no one asked him to take orders. Master Yan had no choice but to occasionally do some "colluding with the project party to cut leeks".
But he was better than others in Binance Square, that is, he never photoshopped pictures; although the recommended coin lost 99%, he temporarily recorded it in the account book, and when the coin rose slightly by 5%, he would definitely post a post to show off, and then erase the record of leading people to lose money.
Master Yan drank half a glass of American coffee, and his flushed face gradually recovered. Someone asked again, "Master, do you really know how to read K-line?" The master glanced at the person who asked him, showing a disdainful look. They continued,
"Why can't you catch even a bull market?"
The master immediately showed a depressed and uneasy look, and said something; this time it was all "left-side trading" and "it's okay to have hands", some of which were not understood.
At this time, everyone burst into laughter: Binance Square was filled with a happy atmosphere.
When he talked to people, he always talked about "support level" and "pressure line", which made people half-understand. Because his last name was Yan, others gave him a nickname from the half-understood words "Ting Chi Jian Bi" in Binance Square, called Master Yan. As soon as Master Yan entered the square, all the people who traded in cryptocurrencies looked at him and laughed. Some shouted, "Master, your account has been blown up again!" He did not answer, but said to the counter, "Get a cup of American coffee and a sandwich." They deliberately shouted loudly, "You must have chased high and sold low again!" Master Yan narrowed his eyes and said, "How can you slander someone's innocence like this..." "What innocence? I saw you shouting orders in the group last night and cut the leeks all over the ground." Master Yan's face turned red, and the veins on his forehead burst out. He argued, "How can teaching K-line technology be considered cutting leeks!... Can the work of crypto traders be considered cutting?" Hearing people talking behind his back, Master Yan had read several investment books, but he never made a lot of money and didn't know how to do things properly; so he became poorer and poorer. Fortunately, he knew how to read K-lines, so he pulled people in to take orders in exchange for a few meals. Unfortunately, he had another bad habit, which was bragging. After only a few days of taking orders, he lost everything, including his phone, computer, and power bank.
After several times, no one asked him to take orders. Master Yan had no choice but to occasionally do some "colluding with the project party to cut leeks".
But he was better than others in Binance Square, that is, he never photoshopped pictures; although the recommended coin lost 99%, he temporarily recorded it in the account book, and when the coin rose slightly by 5%, he would definitely post a post to show off, and then erase the record of leading people to lose money.
Master Yan drank half a glass of American coffee, and his flushed face gradually recovered. Someone asked again, "Master, do you really know how to read K-line?" The master glanced at the person who asked him, showing a disdainful look. They continued,
"Why can't you catch even a bull market?"
The master immediately showed a depressed and uneasy look, and said something; this time it was all "left-side trading" and "it's okay to have hands", some of which were not understood.
At this time, everyone burst into laughter: Binance Square was filled with a happy atmosphere.
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