Chapter 112: Eighty-Four Hours (Part 1)

In the center of the venue, Li Linna endured the agitation in her heart and kept bowing.

The tutor's gratifying gaze, the admiring gaze of the classmates, and in the corner, the honest cousin was jumping excitedly, except for Zhao Song........

She gave him a body, and he also gave her a platform so that she no longer had to worry about three meals a day, let her see the outside world, and give her time to enrich and plan herself.

"Linna, don't believe the propaganda of the outside world about me, it's all fake, every dick who is as humble as a rickets and as humble as dust, is obsessed: fantasizing about being born out of nowhere, counterattacking, fighting back, and looking at everything!

But it was just a dream, a dream that could never be realized.

Why are there more and more articles promoting me?

Because Dick Si loves to watch, and Dick Si occupies the vast majority!

What is Dick Silk?

I'm a dick when I resist the bag.,You go and count.,How many examples of real dick silk counterattack are there like me?

Qi Qiangdong?

His girlfriend's dad is the deputy commissioner!"

............

It seems that what I pay and what I get is not equal at all, and I owe more and more.......

Thinking about it, Li Linna showed a bright smile and walked to the front of the rostrum, ready to meet the final defense.

............

Applause, shouts, and shutter sounds were intertwined in the sky above the auditorium, forming a unique scenery that shocked Bai Li who was hiding in the corner.

For a single person, this is definitely the greatest affirmation, the most beautiful symphony in the world, and the highlight moment that everyone is pursuing.

Bai Li didn't expect that the first person who heard this piece of music was not Li Wei, not Yuanyuan, not nervous Wen Jing, but Li Linna.

Looking at Li Linna, who was flushed in the middle of the field, thinking of those ex-girlfriends of Zhao Song, Bai Li sighed - do they know what they missed?

Suddenly, she had an urge to go to Shanghai to meet Zhao Song, and she had no other thoughts, just to meet the richest man who was stirring up the storm, so that people could know that it was my classmate, that was my friend, and that was mine......

Of course, Zhao Song at this time is not what Bai Li wants to see, and the financial turmoil he set off has attracted the attention of countless hedge funds, and it has also made countless individual investors feel that their third chance to make a fortune is coming!

Wanwan's retail investor Lao Yuan is one of them, at this moment, he is even enjoying the highest moment of his life like Li Lina - two days, 80% profit!

As a retail investor, he doesn't have to be like a bookmaker, constantly absorbing chips at a high level, he just needs to judge the trend, build a good position, and wait for the result.

12:30 p.m.

In a negotiation room next to the trading hall, Lao Yuan's hands holding the real estate certificate trembled a little, and after a little hesitation, he still handed the certificate in his hand to the other party without hesitation, the house where he had lived for most of his life!

The young clerk of the loan company was Lao Yuan's former apprentice, he frowned and looked at Lao Yuan and asked, "Does my aunt know?"

"I know!" Lao Yuan smiled and nodded: "I told her, if I win, I will take her around the world for the rest of my life, and if I lose, we will go back to the countryside and live a down-to-earth life!"

"Good!"

The young staff quickly operated on the laptop:

"The money has been transferred to you, uncle, I know what you saw, but as a junior, I still have to remind you, be careful, be cautious!

Over the years, I've never seen a retail investor make it to the end. ”

Lao Yuan patted the young clerk's shoulder and nodded solemnly.

He wouldn't do such a crazy thing without absolute certainty.

Because just ten minutes ago, his friend in the mainland's deep market told him:

"Dozens of counters and tens of thousands of smuggled Chinese slate cards are being confiscated by the mainland's industrial and commercial organs. ”

Even if this is not a black swan, it is a big negative!

Ten minutes later, in the temporarily rented independent room, Lao Yuan quickly flipped through the operation, and then, he looked at the list on the screen seriously, and clicked the mouse heavily.

Short!

There are no feelings, no worries, even if it is the king of the stock market in his hometown!

In the financial market, there are only cold numbers, and the ones that operate these numbers are humanoid machines with no human nature!

If I had to add any qualifier to these people, it would be that all short-term financial markets are full of liars, madmen, and fools!

The financial market has developed for nearly 100 years, and there have been hundreds of indicator systems, but none of them can accurately predict the ups and downs......

He won't know that there may be a tragedy in his prediction, but the bookmakers will definitely not play according to his ideas, and in the next two days, he will usher in the most funny long and short battle in the history of the Wanwan stock market!

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Mandarin Oriental.

Liao Yingzhu stared at her blood-red eyes, spinning back and forth on the violently turbulent K-line chart.

At this time, she can no longer see the demeanor of a contemporary college student, calm, rational, and solemn are all her characteristics, with a headset on her ears, a high degree of mental concentration, and a calm and orderly command after instructions.

“BOSS。 ”

The senior of central finance quietly came to her side, in this trading operation, he can no longer intervene, and can only be responsible for coordinating the team as a housekeeper-like position.

Say. ”

Liao Yingzhutou didn't reply.

"The last 9.8 million funds arrived. ”

"Did Zhao Song explain anything?"

"The news of the confiscation of Huashi parallel goods is up to you and David to negotiate and then decide on the release time, and there are ......"

"What else?"

"Zhao Song wants me to tell you: This money is all his private money, it doesn't matter if you lose or earn, you don't have too much pressure. ”

“........”

Seeing that the K-line chart did not have much ups and downs, Liao Yingzhu turned his head, looked at the senior of the central finance and asked, "How long do we have left?"

"60 hours, after which Zhao Song will enter the APEC preparatory group, and the country will not allow any action during the meeting!"

Liao Yingzhu glanced at the huge trading volume on the K-line chart and nodded slowly:

"It's big enough, senior, give David a call. ”

"Good!"

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Twelve o'clock at noon.

The already lively securities trading market suddenly burst into an uproar, and dozens of huge sales smashed Huashi's stock price to the ground.

That straight falling line makes everyone dizzy!

Lao Yuan's eyes were red, excited, in the large room not far from him, the eyes of Lao Xie, the financial director of Huashi, were also red, angry!

"Pick it up!"

"Director, how much leverage do you use?"

"Quadruple!"

Lao Xie raised his head and shouted to the person in charge of the administrative office on the side: "I want the reason!"

"It's coming!"

As soon as the words ended, everyone looked up at the big screen on the wall:

"Shenzhen Huaqiangbei Electronic Market fined more than 40,000 Huashi slab card products, and connived at smuggling for their own interests, when will Huashi be closed?"

...........

The king of stocks is no more!

In the upper right corner of the screen, the bright 99.99 made all Huashi employees squint, that is, from this moment on, Wanji Electric officially replaced Huashi and became the first weighted stock in the Wanwan stock market, two years ahead of another time and space!

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