After a period of continuous selling orders, Cao Shujie has sold 4,555 Bitcoins.

During this period, the price ranged from the lowest price of more than 7,800 US dollars to the highest price of 17,893 US dollars, which means that the first batch of Bitcoins sold was only a fraction of the price of the subsequent batch of Bitcoins.

The price difference is US$10,000, a figure that Cao Shujie never expected when he first started selling.

But even so, in the face of this price, Cao Shujie was not merciless at all when selling.

It is impossible to say that he has no regrets at all, but for Cao Shujie, there are not so many times when he regrets it. This thing moves wildly every day, and the daily intraday price changes rapidly.

You went up without paying attention, and just when you were looking forward to it, it jumped off the cliff again, leaving you no room to think about it.

Cao Shujie just instinctively places orders for takeout every day.

Anyway, his cost is negative, and the more he sells, the lower the cost.

Cao Shujie expects to sell at least 8,000 pieces in this wave, and he does not rule out selling more.

The specific operation depends on the situation.

Cheng Xiaolin saw her husband's "calm" transaction from the side, and she was very impressed and thought it was incredible.

One second it was 20,000 U.S. dollars, a few minutes later, it rose to 40,000 U.S. dollars, and after a while it fell back to 30,000 U.S. dollars. But no matter whether it went up or down, her husband would place a sell order.

And he placed the order very resolutely, as if the subsequent rise and fall had nothing to do with him. How did her husband accept such a huge difference in figures?

Cheng Xiaolin felt that she couldn't accept it.

If she was asked to do it, Cheng Xiaolin thought she would only place one big order and wait for the rest, leaving time to complete the rest.

"Shujie, how much have you sold in total now?" On the afternoon of the 13th, Cheng Xiaolin saw that her husband was not operating and asked him out of curiosity.

This Cao Shujie actually made statistics. He said: "A total of 8.7 billion yuan has been sold now."

"Then how much does your average dollar cost?" Cheng Xiaolin asked, she couldn't figure it out.

Without even thinking about it, Cao Shujie said to his wife: "One piece is more than 100,000 yuan."

When I heard the total amount just now, I didn't have much idea, but when I heard that her husband sold it for 100,000 yuan per coin, Cheng Xiaolin really couldn't stand it anymore.

"Why is it so high?" She was a little belatedly aware of it.

Cao Shujie didn't want to explain this. He pointed to the price trend line and said to his wife: "Look at the current price of one piece, which is more than 70,000 U.S. dollars. How much does it convert to?"

This is easy to calculate. Cheng Xiaolin did the math. According to the current exchange rate, this price is equivalent to more than 110,000.

Good guy!

In fact, the price her husband sold it for was driven down by the early low price, which lowered the overall average price.

But then she thought of another thing. Cheng Xiaolin looked at her husband over and over again, her eyes looking particularly strange.

Just when Cao Shujie was terrified by the sight of his wife and was worried that she would suddenly pounce on him, he heard Cheng Xiaolin whisper: "Shujie, why did you consider buying this thing in the first place?"

"I remember when you first bought it, it only cost a few yuan, right?" After so many years, she couldn't remember clearly.

But Cao Shujie nodded: "The cheapest one is more than two yuan, but the ones I bought later are more expensive, there are dozens of them."

He looked like he had lost a lot of money on his later purchases.

But Cheng Xiaolin always felt that her husband deserved a beating, so when her husband wasn't paying attention, she immediately kicked him.

Cao Shujie was unprepared and was kicked on his butt, causing his body to fall to the side.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and used the computer desk to support his arm, otherwise he would have been in trouble.

After standing up, Cao Shujie saw that his wife had run away first. How could he let her go so easily and ran downstairs?

Cao Yirui was playing in the bedroom when he heard the commotion outside. He held a small car model in his hand and rushed out to see what was going on, but by the time he ran out it was already too late.

Well, his father and mother both ran downstairs.

"Dad, mom, mom..."

Cao Yirui shouted anxiously, but no one responded to him.

Cao Yirui ran towards the stairs again, but he was still too short. He could reach the door handle with his feet, but he couldn't turn the oval door handle without exerting his strength. He jumped in a hurry.

She had no choice but to stand upstairs and shout loudly. Finally, Wang Yuelan heard the noise upstairs from downstairs and came up to take a look. Only then did she find her grandson standing at the door crying.

"Ruirui, what's wrong with you?" Wang Yuelan asked him anxiously.

The little guy pouted and said to his grandma: "Grandma, mom and dad ran away and don't want me anymore."

"If they dare, I'll beat them up for you." Wang Yuelan said.

She even pretended to slap her son and daughter-in-law in the air, which made her grandson laugh.

"Let's go down and play." Wang Yuelan took her grandson down from upstairs.

When he arrived on the first floor, Cao Yirui didn't see his parents. He asked his parents where they had gone. Then he heard his grandma say to him: "I just saw them running out. Who knows where they went."

"Ruirui, what do you eat? Grandma will get it for you." she asked.

When Cao Yirui heard about eating, he no longer cared about his parents. He said, "Grandma, I want to eat meat."

"Just wait, I'll go take a look." Wang Yuelan went to the refrigerator to see if there was anything else to eat and warm it up for her grandson.

Cao Zhenghu was sitting in the living room watching TV, and what he was watching was the news. Cao Yirui didn't want to watch it, so he ran to his grandfather and looked up at Cao Zhenghu: "Grandpa, I want to watch cartoons."

"Okay, take a look. I'll give you the remote control. Will it be able to adjust the channel?" Cao Zhenghu didn't care.

He now watches the news purely out of years of habit and to pass the time.

But playing with his great-grandson is also a way to pass the time. For Cao Zhenghu, it is more interesting to play with his great-grandson.

Despite his young age, Cao Yirui can unlock the nine-square digital password on his mobile phone and adjust TV stations.

Cao Shujie's cell phone has a numeric password. He didn't expect that his son didn't know all the digits yet, but after being around him for a long time, he was immersed in it. He first remembered the position of the nine-square grid of his numeric password, and he also knew which one to press first and which one to click.

Once, when Cao Shujie came back from washing up, he was surprised to see his son watching cartoons on his mobile phone. He thought his wife helped unlock it.

Little did he know that his wife said that Cao Yirui unlocked it himself.

Cao Shujie didn't believe it, so he turned off his phone and asked his son to unlock the password again under his eyes and open the cartoon just now.

Cheng Xiaolin, who was reading a book next to her, also muttered: "Don't be surprised. If you have the ability, you can ask Mr. Lei to help study the real-time moving digital nine-square grid code lock. Otherwise, you can change it to a fingerprint one. The nine-square grid and crossed out ones don't work."

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Cao Shujie looked at his son seriously and realized that the small family was extremely smart.

It’s just that this kid’s talent wasn’t put in the right direction and he only wanted to watch cartoons.

When Cao Shujie and his wife Cheng Xiaolin came back from outside, they saw their son Cao Yirui pressing the TV remote control in his hand and adjusting the channel to watch cartoons.

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Grandpa Cao Zhenghu was watching with him. Seeing his son skillfully changing channels with the remote control, Cao Shujie had given up talking about him.

He was thinking about letting his son learn something to save him from being so energetic.

"Ruirui, let's go, I'll teach you how to draw." Cheng Xiaolin stood at the horse's mouth and shouted.

She actually doesn't want her son to stare at the TV all the time, as she always feels that it's not good for his eyes.

When Cao Yirui heard about painting, he became interested and ran upstairs with his mother, shouting to his mother to wait for him.

"Grandpa." Cao Shujie went over to chat with his grandfather.

…

In Yiling City, after a month of hard work, there was a lot of progress in completing the project. When it was time to rest, Tong Jiayi couldn't wait to return to the city.

When he came back before, Tong Jiayi would usually go to the mall to buy something, and then hide at home alone to rest and kill time.

But he can't do it now, Tong Jiayi has something new.

I made an appointment with Cao Huifang to go see a movie together in advance, and they agreed to watch two movies.

Before going out, Tong Jiayi also found the clothes that she thought were the most beautiful, preparing to dress herself up more handsomely.

I was thinking about going to the cinema with Cao Huifang later and buying something else.

Unconsciously, Tong Jiayi also learned to think carefully.

On the other hand, Tong Jiayi has been thinking about what his boss's attitude would be if he knew that he and Cao Huifang were in love?

But no matter how much Tong Jiayi tried, there was no result. He didn't have the courage to ask Cao Shujie face to face now.

I always felt that Cao Shujie would chop him with a knife when the time came.

Such a picture appeared in his mind.

He and Cao Shujie were in the same room, standing face to face. Cao Shujie yelled at him: "I paid a high price to poach you to work, not to have a relationship with my sister. Damn it, you are hiding from me."

I dig people around me, believe it or not, I dug a hole to bury you today."

"Eh!" Thinking of this, Tong Jiayi shuddered. He just felt it was too scary.

This is burial alive.

Although he knew that Cao Shujie would not do this in reality, Tong Jiayi still had a kind of escape mentality. He thought about delaying it for a while longer.

However, after meeting Cao Huifang, Tong Jiayi did not see her good sister. She was puzzled and asked.
To be continued...