Nie Weidong never thought that one day he would feel so much pressure.

Yes, ever since he fell from the Nie family to the mortal dust, from the brocade clothes and jade food to the homeless, he began to give up on himself, and occasionally yelled hysterically to cheer up and revitalize the Nie family, but that was really just whining. For Nie Weidong, he was depressed, his will was low, and he was already terminally ill.

If you are sick for a long time, you need fierce medicine, and Song Zhichao saw him at this point, so he suddenly made such a drama and handed over the heavy responsibility of taking more than 10 million stock speculation to him.

The heavy burden of thousands of catties made Nie Weidong, who had long been accustomed to a prodigal life and was indifferent to everything and irresponsible, began to feel uneasy--- he was afraid that he would mess things up if he didn't do well, or to be precise, he didn't have confidence in himself at all--- a person who even gave up on himself, how can you save him.

The next morning, Song Zhichao stayed in the hotel-

A ray of sunlight shone through the window on Song Zhichao's closed eyes.

Song Zhichao felt itchy in his sleep, the sunlight seemed to have a tail, getting longer and longer, teasing Song Zhichao's eyebrows, nose, and mouth.

couldn't help it, Song Zhichao stretched out his hand and rubbed his nose, and then rubbed his eyes, in a hazy way, he felt that someone was in front of him, thinking it was a dream, and opened his eyes suddenly, I damn it, people are scary and will scare people to death!

There is indeed someone in front of him, and he is still someone Song Zhichao knows - Nie Weidong.

Nie Weidong's expression was in a trance, his eyes were red, and his long hair, which he liked to flirt with the most, was also unkempt - a languishing, oh no, unsuffocating look.

"Are you awake?" Nie Weidong's voice was low, if it weren't for the fact that he had encountered a ghost in broad daylight.

"Why are you at my bedside, how did you get in?" Song Zhichao asked twice.

Nie Weidong sniffed his nose - I stayed up all night last night and caught a cold.

"I told the waiter that it was your friend who asked him to open the door. Nie Weidong sniffed again, "What's more, you arranged me next door to you last night, and everyone knows that you and I are friends." ”

Song Zhichao: "......"

This seems to be a reasonable explanation.

"You didn't sleep last night?" Song Zhichao looked at Nie Weidong, whose eyes were red and haggard like a ghost.

Nie Weidong nodded, and said pitifully, "I can't sleep, I think about things." ”

Song Zhichao: "......"

There was silence in the room.

Nie Weidong glanced at Song Zhichao, and said in a complaining tone: "Why don't you ask me why I can't sleep." ”

Song Zhichao got up from the bed and said to Nie Weidong, "Turn it around." ”

Nie Weidong: "Everyone is a man, what are you afraid of?" Glancing at a certain symbol of classmate Song, he muttered inferiorly: "It's really big." "Turn his head away, and this time let him not look at it.

Song Zhichao got dressed, "Because I lost your money to speculate in stocks?" and went to the bathroom.

Nie Weidong nodded violently and chased after Song Zhichao's ass, "You know, the reason why I fell here is all because of stock speculation!"

"Bang!" Song Zhichao closed the bathroom door.

Nie Weidong: "......"

Through the bathroom door, "It's not that I don't want to listen to you, I have a hard time." Well, even though I used to be a stock trader, but now I've been abandoning this skill for many years, and besides, I'm a failure!"

The toilet rattles and flushes the toilet.

Song Zhichao came out with his pants up.

Nie Weidong followed behind his buttocks, and Song Zhichao washed his hands and face, and brushed his teeth.

Nie Weidong: "I know you're doing it for my good, and you want to give me a chance to regain my self-confidence and make a comeback, but-"

ran in front of Song Zhichao and let him see himself clearly, "Look at my current appearance, what's the difference between me and a dead fish?"

Song Zhichao pounded the toothbrush in his mouth, looked at him, spit out foam, rinsed his mouth, and said, "The dead fish is dead, you are alive." ”

Nie Weidong: "......"

I feel that this classmate Song can't understand people's words.

"No, I mean you think too highly of me, 11 million, three days - what if I lose?"

Song Zhichao wiped his mouth with a towel, snapped, and put it on the towel rack: "Count them unlucky!"

Nie Weidong: "......"

It's not that I don't understand people, it's that I don't think of myself as a human being at all, and I don't treat those five guys as human beings.

At this moment, Nie Weidong even doubted whether Song Zhichao was an old fritter in the business world, a big liar.

"I think it's a matter of conscience – at least responsible. ”

"Of course you have to be responsible, otherwise I wouldn't let you take the money to gamble in the stock market. Song Zhichao said very calmly, "Lao Xiong, Lao Wu and a few people are still waiting to make money, aren't they?"

Nie Weidong: "......"

How did it come back again.

Without waiting for Nie Weidong to speak, Song Zhichao said, "Let's go!"

"Where?"

"The stock market!"

Nie Weidong: "......"

……

The stock market of China Overseas began at the end of December 1992. At the beginning, the stock market was chaotic and many rules and systems were not erected, and then the stock market slowly developed, and the management and supervision departments of the stock market also appeared in response, so that the stock market slowly got on the right track.

Now in 1994, there was a frenzy of stock speculation, so the mainland film company took advantage of the trend to launch a movie "Stock Crazy", starring Pan Hong and Liu Qingyun.

In fact, many of the stories in this play are based on the stock market of China Shipping.

For example, because they can't see the stock index data in the stock business hall clearly, some people directly dig out their wallets to get out of the hotel private room in front of the business hall, and then use the telescope to look at the data.

In addition, some wealthy and large investors are different from retail investors in the business hall, and have independent stock trading rooms - in fact, it is a card seat and the like, but this is a symbol of status.

……

Zhonghai City, Pudong New Area——

China Overseas Stock Exchange.

Song Zhichao held the delicious pancakes and fruits bought from the roadside stall and the slippery homemade soy milk in his hand, and beckoned Nie Weidong to go to the exchange while eating.

Nie Weidong was obviously stunned by this place and hesitated.

Song Zhichao stuffed the soy milk to him, "Drink it, replenish your energy." ”

Nie Weidong: "......"

It's not a question of whether you can measure it, it's a question of thick skin.

Song Zhichao still wanted to persuade Nie Weidong again, but suddenly a male duck's voice came from behind him and said, "Quack, I'm not mistaken, right? My God, who is this? Isn't this our respected Nie Weidong Nie Young Master!" The tone was full of sarcasm and ridicule. As soon as Nie Weidong turned around when he heard this, his face rose when he saw the person coming, and he held back the words he wanted to fight back-acquaintance, that person was the enemy who chased him on the street last time - Fat San.