In a weak market, the trading volume is the truth. Yesterday I was a pessimist, just saying that there would be a correction, and then the sky suddenly became dark and the market continued to fall. I still have to say one more thing: it's raining, it's time to put away the clothes.

I hope you don't get so tired of me talking about demons that you hang yourself. I'm really not the Tang Monk in "A Chinese Odyssey". People who know me know that every word I say is worth a thousand gold and I get straight to the point. When I stand on the stage and give a speech, my aura is no less than Yu Lingxiong, and my practical content is no less than Zhou Wenqiang. If the lifespan of those domestic platforms was not too short, I would have set up a team of tens of thousands of people several times.

Writing is what I am least good at. I was afraid of writing since I was a child. I was always at a loss after writing two lines, and I failed every time. When I entered the society, I came into contact with the toxic chicken soup success theory that young people don’t understand at all, but I interpreted the success theory to my bones, and the team leader is a complete beneficiary of the success theory. This is also due to the fact that I opened a successful bookstore at the beginning, digging gold and selling water for people who do Amway. I started out by selling information and motivational speech CDs. If there is any system diamond who doesn’t know me, then he is not an old direct sales person. Chaofan, Huanyu, Chengguan, Yeager, Bereide, Network 21, which leader have I not debated with with my eloquence? Every big shot who wanted to communicate with me and make a deal with me finally left in disgrace. When they left, they bought a book I recommended to them and went to train their team members. Before I graduated from college, I inherited Uncle Benshan’s ability to deceive people, and since then, I have set off a bloody storm and mad wolf in the currency circle and the disk circle. Since then, the legend that I have nursed grapefruit eos has spread in the world.

I'm telling you from the bottom of my heart that it's very tiring to watch the market and analyze the cryptocurrencies every day. Trading is too exhausting. It's especially harmful to the eyes, and contract operations are even more harmful to the heart. If a person is always nervous, his body will collapse sooner or later. So, in the ten years of fighting in the cryptocurrency circle, I have consumed hundreds of thousands of nutritional supplements, including Infinitus, Herbalife, Nu Skin, and Melaleuca. Which one have I not applied for a card? Don't I know Chen Wanfen, or Fu Houjian? Have I not met Huang Yanqing of Singapore SMI, the originator of split trading? Or have I not talked to Zhang Yufa of Malaysia's fat man MBI?

I don't even know what the topic of the text I wrote today is. How come I am so good at talking nonsense in a serious manner, and you are watching it with relish behind the screen. Yesterday, a fan said that I can brag more than Zhou Wenqiang, and I was very happy to hear that. Brother, you really have a good eye. I admire Yu Lingxiong in my ability to incite, and I really don't care about other training teachers. Although I am not as awesome as Zhou Wenqiang, I can brag more than him.

I only speak with facts. Zhou Wenqiang owes me a thank you. When he first debuted, he sold MP3s in Luoyang Century Computer City. His boss bought the book "Rich Dad Poor Dad" that changed Zhou Wenqiang's life trajectory in my Chenggong Bookstore. It was accidentally seen by Brother Qiang, and then he had the education and training empire he has today. Am I half a mentor to Zhou Wenqiang? The reason why I am not as successful as him is that I am lazy and have been lying down for a long time, and I just go with the flow. If he is like Linghu Chong in "Swordsman", then the leader is the old naughty boy Zhou Botong.

The people who are doing live streaming now are like the monkeys who are kings when there is no tiger in the mountain. They are so low-level that the sea cucumber sellers are giving you advice on life. They keep talking about cognition. If you had a high level of cognition, you would have chosen to sell seafood. Do you really think you are Gao Qiqiang on a certain audio? This kind of people still speak for Feng Kuzi, which shows that their values ​​are really worrying. I heard that director Feng Kuzi is in poor health recently. He has made so many rubbish movies and made so many circles over the years, but how come he can't even cure vitiligo?

Sea cucumber, be modest, don't think you look like Wang Sicong and think you are a big shot. Someone asked him what NLP neurolinguistics is in the live broadcast room? He pretended to know something, what kind of coaching technique is he talking about. You, you have learned a little bit of PUA, and you really think you are a new generation of Internet celebrity? Oh, the level of the current spectators is too low, you learn from everyone? Do you have to worship Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison, as your teacher for traffic?

My diary is actually not exciting at all. The comment section is now open for comments. From now on, you can leave as many comments as you want. You are welcome to scold me. I will humbly accept any criticism.

The market adjusted again, and I cleared half of my position. The remaining half may be withdrawn at any time if something goes wrong. The letter of He Yi, who was sentenced to 3 years in prison by Changpeng, has been flooding the screen these days, reminding me of the essay written by the wife of Wang Leehom, the modern version of Chen Shimei. Wang Leehom abandoned his wife and children and ruined his celebrity career. In contrast, Yijie's love for Changpeng is as deep as the sea. The couple is separated by the other side of the ocean, which is really comparable to the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl in the world of web3. At this moment, I don’t know what Sun Ge in Singapore next door feels. Is he secretly happy and ready to take advantage of the opportunity to have a leg, or is he sad that his end will follow Zhao’s footsteps?

I have here a precious video of Sun Ge and Yi Jie dancing and flirting on the stage of "You Are the One" when they were young. When you, Sun Yuchen, also wore thick cartoon clothes and acted like a clown, kneeling and licking the bosses on the stage and being criticized by them, I wonder what you felt at that time. Did you curse in your heart that one day you would become a big boss and make fun of the common people? This is really a play. I am afraid that you could not have thought that you would be exiled overseas with an astronomical net worth now. Sun Ge, if you have a job in Huobi, please call me. The requirements are not high. Just give me an annual salary of 1 million oil. I will be your strategic consultant and help you realize your dream of returning to the three major institutions. I can help you beautify a few words with my wonderful pen, and maybe I can even help you with blind dates? Damn, I also founded the blind date website Taoai.com. As a founder, I know the hard-core logic of success better than you, although I don’t know the hype method as well as you. If you and I work together, that's a match made in heaven. Although I've never met you, I can tell from my calculations that your mind and temperament are at most comparable to Zhou Yu in the Three Kingdoms. Otherwise, why wouldn't you be willing to hire a team leader as a consultant even with an annual salary of 1 million yuan? My blind date skills are definitely not inferior to those of the Queen of Kaifeng. I can help you directly locate a transnational marriage. Do you like Thai ladyboys?

My ability to tell jokes would be wasted if it wasn't made into a movie. Feng Kuzi, I'll be the producer and the leading actor, and you can be the director and make your last hit movie. I can't guarantee the box office, after all, your character is there, but the word of mouth will definitely be the most popular story you've ever made in your life. I'm the head of the group, and I represent the true success theory! Understood, applause... . . . . .