Chapter 33: Striking West (2)
"What?"
Wei Anzhi felt that it was either his own auditory hallucination, or Ni Hao's visual hallucination.
How is it possible to complete a transaction?
Are the thirteen gods come and go without a trace, and there is no trace of stepping on the snow!
The dozens of people in the Jin's security department and the technical department are all industry elites, don't look at them in Jin's that they are grassroots employees, and when they go outside, each of them is a god-level person.
What's more, there are three of them sitting in the battle in person.
When the master is a vegetarian?
Wei Anzhi felt that he was an immortal, and if he wanted to take something away from the Jin family tonight, it was not absolutely impossible, but it was definitely impossible to do it silently.
A fierce battle is always inevitable, right?
Ni Hao repeated it again.
Wei Anzhi still didn't believe it, and pushed Ni Hao away to see for himself.
On the status bar, the red word "finished" was dazzling, Wei Anzhi looked at it three times repeatedly, and muttered to himself in a daze, "How is this possible?"
Jin Junting's eyes were in a trance, and he quickly came back to his senses.
He frowned and tapped a few times on the table.
"Let's see what information the other party has sent. ”
Ni Hao completely woke up at this time, logged in to his anonymous order mailbox, and downloaded the attachment.
Meanwhile.
In the hotel room, Mozart's piano sonatas flowed quietly, Xu Sangyu half-closed her eyes, enjoying her first cup of coffee in the morning, the lazy sun sprinkled on her wheat-colored skin, forming a faint golden halo.
The computer system prompt sounded softly, Xu Sangyu put down the coffee in his hand, and his fingertips flew on the keyboard, unhurried.
With the last enter key, Xu Sangyu looked at the IP address displayed on it and squinted slightly.
Kan's Group. And so it was.
Xu Sangyu closed the computer, leaned lazily on the back of the chair, and lost interest.
......
Jin Junting slowly closed the computer.
The air was the most terrifying silence, and the three of them were silent for two minutes before Jin Junting burst out laughing.
It's really good, playing with him.
I'm afraid that this information was ready when he was dizzy from the interview, and it was sent to him after he was busy all night like a fool.
Very good.
Ni Hao was also speechless.
When he placed an order anonymously, in order not to expose too many details, he wrote very simply: Jin's black materials are required to pull down the stock price by more than ten points.
There are many companies under the Jin family, but when referring to the Jin family in general, it is generally recognized as the headquarters of the Jin Group, especially the stock price of the Jin family is also mentioned here.
But in this way, the other party can take advantage of it.
When all of them focused on the headquarters of the Jin Group, the other party directly skipped the headquarters of the Jin Group and found out the branches below.
The main raw materials are unqualified, and there is a risk of carcinogenesis in long-term use, involving the three major brands of Jin's and eight series of daily chemical products, and the content of less than four pages is reasonable.
If the incident comes to light, the loss is far more than ten points.
Even if they know that they have been tricked by each other, but they can't say anything, they may have to thank her.
Ni Hao's mouth was bitter for a while, and he took the initiative to admit his mistake and said: "I didn't do this well." ”
Jin Junting lowered his eyes, his fingertips tapped on the table, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Ni Hao and Wei Anzhi looked at each other, trying to reduce their sense of existence, and they didn't dare to breathe.
Jin Junting paused with his fingertips, stood up, and "Send her the money." ”
“......”
This loss is too explosive!
Wei Anzhi's lips moved, wanting to say something, but looking at Jin Junting's gloomy face, he finally chose to shut up.
Jin Junting stuffed Mo Qianqian's resume into the shredder, and clicked on the computer with his slender index finger, "This thing is worth 200 million." ”