HPDBC Chapter 19: The Pitfalls and Traps of Warrants
Chapter 19: The Pitfalls and Traps of Warrants
Su Qianqian didn't answer her father's question, but instead pressed on, "Dad, what about that 'China Southern Airlines XX' warrant?"
Will there be an increase in the next few days?
There was silence on the other end of the phone again, even longer than before.
A few seconds later.
Su Maoyuan's voice rang out again, this time with undisguised wariness: "That warrant for 'China Southern Airlines XX'? Why would you care about that?"
Su Qianqian felt a little guilty: "I was just... asking casually."
"Qianqian," Su Maoyuan's tone suddenly became serious. Only a seasoned veteran who had capsized countless times in the stock market could have such instinctive vigilance.
"The fundamentals of the warrant for 'China Southern Airlines XX' are already a mess. The underlying stock's performance is poor, and the warrant expires in less than two weeks. It's practically a zombie."
"Moreover, the trading volume is getting lower and lower every day. The institutions have long since withdrawn, and now only retail investors are left, trampling each other in the market. It's only a matter of time before it goes to zero, and there is absolutely no possibility of any increase."
At this point, Su Maoyuan seemed to suddenly remember something and tentatively asked Su Qianqian, "Qianqian, you didn't actually buy this warrant, did you?"
"If you want to practice in the stock market, Dad can recommend a few good stocks to you. Although you won't make much, you can still earn tens of thousands of yuan as pocket money."
"No," Su Qianqian replied immediately, "I... I was just curious and wanted to ask."
"I still have money on hand, so I don't need to buy stocks to make money for the time being."
"That's good." Su Maoyuan was clearly relieved, and his tone returned to its usual lecturing calm.
"Qianqian, you've been smart since you were little. You understand the principles of the financial market better than your peers."
"The stock market is like a battlefield; greed and fear are the two greatest enemies."
"Sometimes what seems like an opportunity is actually a trap that someone has already set up. You must always remember that anything that seems like a way to get rich overnight has a knife hidden behind it."
Su Qianqian nodded: "Dad, I understand."
"Do you have any classmates who are investing in stocks?" Su Maoyuan asked again.
He knows his daughter very well.
When Su Qianqian has nothing to do, she never calls on her own initiative, let alone asks about the stock market for no reason.
Su Qianqian hesitated for a moment, but still said, "I...I have a friend who seems to have bought it."
Su Maoyuan's tone instantly turned serious: "Then you should quickly persuade your friend to cut his losses."
"There is absolutely no chance of this warrant turning around. I've been trading stocks for over 30 years and have misjudged the market many times, but I won't be wrong this time."
Su Qianqian didn't respond to that question, and her fingers gripping the phone tightened slightly.
After hanging up the phone, Su Qianqian sat on the edge of the bed, lost in thought.
She opened her QQ app and scrolled to her chat history with her husband.
If you trust your husband, try taking some extra money and see; I guarantee you'll make money.
Su Qianqian stared at this line of text for a long time.
My father has been in the stock market for thirty years; he made his fortune in this field. If he says these warrants are worthless, there must be a reason.
But my husband spoke with such confidence, as if he could predict the future.
After a moment of silence, Su Qianqian decided that she should not tell her husband for the time being.
Firstly, doing so would cause dissatisfaction in the other party, and she didn't want to directly undermine her husband's confidence.
Secondly, even if my husband loses money, it doesn't matter; we can just consider it a lesson learned.
Anyway, given my husband's spending habits, he won't spend much money; at most, it'll be a few thousand yuan for fun.
She will find an opportunity to make up for the money her husband lost in the compensation.
It's only a few thousand yuan, which is just her monthly allowance.
Just then, Su Qianqian's phone rang.
She picked it up and saw that it was a call from Song Qingning.
"Hey, Qingqing."
Then, a boisterous voice immediately came from the other end of the phone: "Qianqian, are you busy today?"
"We agreed to go shopping."
"I'm free today." Su Qianqian nodded. "Send me your location, I'll be there shortly."
After hanging up the phone, Su Qianqian turned around and walked to the wardrobe to change her clothes.
……
"Okay, what do you think?"
The barber held up a mirror and looked at the back of Lin Bei's head.
Lin Bei slowly opened his eyes and looked at the full-length mirror in front of him.
The boy in the mirror had his messy, greasy flaxen hair completely gone.
Instead, she sported a neat and tidy short haircut.
His sideburns were shaved very short, revealing his bluish scalp, which made him look capable and tough.
The hair on the top of the head was kept to be about three centimeters long and thinned out to present a natural sense of layering.
Most importantly, his thick, long bangs were trimmed short, just enough to reveal his thick eyebrows and clean forehead.
Without the bangs covering his face, Lin Bei's entire facial contours were fully revealed.
A high, straight nose, a sharply defined jawline, and eyes that were no longer lost, but instead exuded a roguish charm and sharpness.
The original "non-mainstream emo" style instantly transformed into a "sunny and roguish young man".
Although he looks a little young.
But the confidence that emanates from within makes one feel completely refreshed.
"Holy crap..." The barber was clearly stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but exclaim, "Handsome guy, I didn't expect you to have such good looks."
"This hairstyle makes him look like a completely different person."
"You're absolutely right, this is way cooler than those foil perms or firework perms!"
"Boys look better with a neat, short haircut!"
The receptionist next to her was also stunned, her cheeks slightly flushed: "Yeah, he's so handsome..."
"He looks a bit like that...that celebrity."
Previously, all the people who came here for haircuts had the same hairstyle, some even covering half of their faces, making it impossible to see their appearance.
Now, with this refreshing short haircut, it's natural that it's a sight to behold.
After standing up, Lin Bei shook off the stray hairs and straightened his collar in front of the mirror.
He is satisfied.
This is what he wanted.
"How much?" Lin Bei took out his wallet from his pocket.
"It was originally 10 yuan, but since you're so handsome, I'll give you 8 yuan." The barber smiled and waved his hand.
Lin Bei pulled out a ten-yuan bill and handed it over: "Keep the change."
After leaving the barbershop, Lin Bei reached out and hugged the air: "Having short hair makes me feel so refreshed, my head feels lighter."
"It feels so good to be young!"
Just as Lin Bei was feeling sentimental, his phone suddenly rang.
He took it out and saw that it was a call from his childhood sweetheart, Song Qingning.
"Hello, what's up?"
Immediately after, Song Qingning's voice came through the phone: "Lin Bei, we're shopping at the mall, why don't you come over for lunch?"
Lin Bei knew without a doubt who Song Qingning was referring to when she said "we," and immediately refused.
"I'm not going!"
"You two girls are shopping, what am I supposed to do?"
"You want me to be your tool to get things?"