Alright, brothers! In today’s diary, we’re not talking about candlesticks, and we’re not talking about longs or shorts—we’re talking about the everyday human stuff, plus a little Versailles. After all, a trader’s mind is half data, and the other half has to be life; otherwise it’s easy to go off the rails and lose control.

Damn it, the weather is scorching today, but it's still not as hot as the golden trading strategy orders in my hand! Proof with receipts!

Did you guys stay up late watching the World Cup last night? Brazil vs Japan—right in stoppage time, they squeaked out a 2-1 win. I’m telling you, don’t let the fact that the little guys lost fool you—their fighting spirit is rock solid! They represent the absolute ceiling of Asian, yellow-skinned people.

Everyone was抢球ing with the utmost enthusiasm—like a mad dog (that’s a compliment). The ball-handling technique was so fine it almost made you want to cry. And their physical conditioning was rock solid too; they went toe-to-toe with those Brazilian monsters for 90 minutes without falling behind. Meanwhile, some country team that didn’t even have a chance to play (I’m not naming names—don’t assume)—ah, let’s talk about Shaolin Soccer instead.

Oh right—Star Lord’s (Stephen Chow’s) last movie for July, Shaolin Women’s Soccer, is coming out. I suggest everyone go watch it and learn how they combine kung fu with soccer—stop just being petty and arrogant within your own circle every day.

Back to the main point. This afternoon, an entrepreneurs’ reading club event invited a bank wealth-management manager. I attended his “anti-scam wealth-management and how to avoid pitfalls” lecture. Wow, talk about putting me to sleep. He kept earnestly explaining how the fixed-income products with a 3% annualized return are stable, how they outperform inflation.

I almost laughed out loud back then. 3%? Today alone, my gold quantitative model generated a 21% return. One day! That tops what you’d get from keeping money in a bank for seven years! And with that, they still have the nerve to tell me to avoid the pitfalls? I think the biggest pit is the little returns you guys have.

What’s even funnier is that I noticed the comments section is full of male clients—looks intimidating at first glance. But when I asked about their positions, most of them were just little minnows with a few thousand dollars. In contrast, our group leader’s Web3 female fans—though there aren’t many of them—are truly “rich ladies.” When they make a move, it’s $40,000–$50,000 without blinking. Tell me—these days, men who play with blockchain sometimes don’t have the nerve as much as women do. Shame on me.

However, I’ve bounced back to another five-figure day—and people easily feel empty. I go to the private clubs for massages every day; the technicians’ techniques are all熟了. They’ve rubbed me so hard my skin is almost worn through. There’s really nothing new anymore. Lately I’ve set myself a small goal: to visit every club in this ancient capital one by one and check them all in! Not for anything else—just to find some momentum for life. With this mindset, pretty big, right?

Today a client wanted to meet me for a consultation about a quant robot. I was being willful again and—surprisingly—I didn’t go. When they asked me for a demo account to observe, I said there isn’t one. I also put on airs like ICBC: ICBC—love it or leave it. Haha.

In the evening, I went串 alone to eat skewers. I ordered a bunch of lamb skewers and grilled gluten. I ate one and threw another—bold, right? While I ate, I remembered the poor version of myself in my youth. Back then, who would dare to live like this? Think about it now: every day I’m sweating like crazy in those clubs (don’t think the wrong thing—it's playing pool and getting massages). I should really treat myself with a few extra kebabs of腰子 to reward myself.

After eating a late-night snack for more than an hour, the big street-side eatery was dead quiet. Then, out of nowhere, a single table of customers came in. The boss’s wife sighed and said business is hard to do nowadays. I guess so too. Traditional industries are overrun and twisted into a mess—where’s the fun in fighting it out? Where’s the joy of us decisively winning and lying down to profit in the market?

Last night I was scrolling and came across a travel blogger. Wow—the guy has toured more than 100 countries. It made my heart itch. Once the fund volume of my golden-software fund rolling out gets a bit bigger, I’ll fly to Europe and South America too, and take a break like “The Wolf of Wall Street”—a boring life experience, just to try it.

Lastly, a reminder for my brothers. The $60,000 big pie position is now a pressure level—like a fortress wall. Don’t get carried away and blindly bottom-pick. Be patient and wait for my smashing-cup signal.

Alright, I’ve talked too much nonsense today, but every word comes from the heart. I’m the dashing and charming group leader—Zhang Wuji of the blockchain world, a man who has both talent and greasy vibes in one package. Tomorrow I’ll wear a bikini by the swimming pool…。。。。。。

P.S. Spreadsheet King: Today’s gold quant returns—net profit +21%. Principal? I won’t tell you. Anyway, it’s enough to donate to all the club girls in the city—one round.