Sha Tin, New Territories, on the road leading to the Kowloon Peninsula in Hong Kong---

It is rare for Liu Luanxiong to act as a driver, driving his seemingly low-key but actually very ostentatious extended Lincoln car, running in the undersea tunnel.

"Tell the truth, Chaozai, did you really want to push my lungs just now?" Liu Luanxiong asked Song Zhichao with a side face as he started.

Song Zhichao didn't answer him, but asked, "Can I apply for a refund of the five million?"

"No, you have to be faithful in business!" Liu Luanxiong said loudly.

Song Zhichao pursed his lips.

He never thought that this Liu Luanxiong would be so treacherous, obviously the soul of his trading team was fired from him, and he even hid it from himself--- fools know that a trading team, if there is no soul person, what else can a big thing to do.

"Ahem, you don't seem to be very happy with your expression. Liu Luanxiong observed his words and felt that he had indeed played a little too much this time, "Have fun, won't I take you to that guy now." Besides, I've lost face, and when I drove him away, I told him in person, I won't see him as a bastard in my life, but now...... I was the one who really turned into a bastard. ”

Song Zhichao sighed: "You are really a big bastard." ”

Liu Luanxiong smiled, "If you talk like this, you know that you are not angry." Tell you, that guy's name is Ouyang Jing, graduated from Harvard University in the United States, worked under me for three years, and helped me make a lot of money, but his temper is too stinky, and he doesn't know how to give face--- especially doesn't give me face, so I drove him away!"

Immediately afterwards, Liu Luanxiong told Song Zhichao the story of this guy named "Ouyang Jing".

It turned out that after Ouyang Jing graduated in the United States, he originally wanted to stay and work on Wall Street in the United States, but his father was seriously ill, so he had to rush back from the United States.

His father also had a bad life, his son had just graduated, and before he could earn money to enjoy his blessings, he became seriously ill, and then lay in the hospital to die, it is said that he had liver cancer. There is no cure for this disease, and it takes a lot of money to do a transplant. At this time, Ouyang Jing heard that Liu Luanxiong was forming a team of traders who speculated in stocks, so he recommended himself and ran over to say that he was very good and could help Liu Luanxiong make money. Liu Luanxiong tested him a few times, and felt that it was not bad, so he gave him one million and asked him to use it to save his father, which was equivalent to one million to buy him for three years.

Facts have proved that Liu Luanxiong did the right thing.

Ouyang Jing took the money, although he still failed to save his father in the end, only one million helped his father extend his life for half a year, but it can be regarded as doing what a filial son should do. In the next three years, he began to work under Liu Luanxiong, helped Liu Luanxiong start a stock market speculation business, and helped Liu Luanxiong earn no less than 30 million or 40 million in just three years. It can be said that one million in exchange for thirty or forty times the rate of return.

"To tell the truth, if it weren't for this kid's temper being too stinky and not quite agreeing with me, I really wouldn't fire him--- he can help me make a lot of money!" Liu Luanxiong said, "But what I don't like the most is that if you help me make money, you will put a stinky face on me." I, Liu Luanxiong, will never wronged myself for a few dollars!"

Song Zhichao rolled his eyes at him, "Seriously, did you fire him squid, or did he fire you?"

Liu Luanxiong: "......"

glared at Song Zhichao: "Can you give me some self-esteem?"

Song Zhichao nodded, looking clear, "Oh, I understand." ”

Liu Luanxiong: "......"

The throttle was jerked down and the car sped off.

……

Kowloon, Sham Shui Po Business District---

This is a relatively dilapidated building, from the outside, there is no feature at all, but when Song Zhichao and Liu Luanxiong entered the building, they were immediately dumbfounded.

The first thing that catches your eye is a variety of training schools on the wall, calligraphy classes, art classes, financial stock futures training classes, and star training classes, etc., which can be said to be messy and everything, and can also be described as "a hundred flowers blooming", which is simply more solid and chaotic than those training schools that have sprung up after the rain in later generations.

Finally, the two came to a gate with a sign of "teach you to trade stocks in three days" tutorial class. Walking into the hall, Song Zhichao and Liu Luanxiong looked around, and the first feeling in their hearts was, is this a tutorial class? The place is too narrow, just like those rooms at the end of Shixiawei, there is a dilapidated table at the front desk, and behind the table sits a young lady who is applying nail polish, with her legs crossed, not looking at people, blowing her nails by herself, and waiting until Song Zhichao opened his mouth to ask, and asked Ouyang Jing where he was teaching, then he pointed to a vermilion old door and spit out two words: "Inside." ”

Song Zhichao was about to step in, but the woman said, "Pay the money!"

Do you have to pay when you go in?

Here, Liu Luanxiong had already said to Song Zhichao very generously: 'You go in first!'

Song Zhichao shook his head secretly, with this kind of bad service attitude, I don't know if this training class can receive students.

But soon, Song Zhichao knew that his suspicion just now was simply superfluous.

……

Song Zhichao walked into the training room, while Liu Luanxiong stayed outside.

For Da Liu, he is a very face-saving person, since he has already said not to meet with that Ouyang Jing, he will never stretch out his face and be slapped in the face by him.

So Liu Luanxiong went directly to wait outside, for him, this was already worthy of Song Zhichao's check for five million, and it was benevolent and righteous.

As for Song Zhichao, as soon as he walked into the entire stock trading training class, he found that the situation inside was in stark contrast to the deserted scene outside. To be precise, the small classroom was actually full of people in the dark.

Look at those people again, there are all kinds of people, there are young people, they look like wage earners, there are white-collar workers, there are men and women, there are also old people, middle-aged people...... It can be said that there are men, women and children, all kinds of people, well, ha, among them, there are aunts who carry vegetable baskets --- buy vegetables and come to attend classes?

Looking at the narrow podium that can only accommodate one person, there is a person standing at this time, medium build, with messy hair, wearing an earthy blue long-sleeved shirt, half of the shirt is tucked in the waist, and half is drooping, with his back to Song Zhichao, who is taking chalk and writing on the mottled blackboard: "What is the real stock speculation?"

Looking back, Song Zhichao finally saw the man clearly, only to see that the man looked thin, pale, aged twenty-seven or eighteen, and exuded a faint gloomy atmosphere.

Putting down the chalk head in his hand, the man --- Ouyang Jing raised his head, and then glanced at the classroom, his eyes quickly found Song Zhichao who had just come in, so he made a short stop on Song Zhichao.

For some reason, Song Zhichao felt that his gaze seemed to have a dissecting power, and for a moment, it seemed that he had seen through himself.

For the first time, Song Zhichao felt seen through again.

It's a bad feeling.

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