China Shipping, in the stock trading floor----

"The stock index has risen! Hahaha! 100 million smashed down, and it really has an effect!"

Looking at the rising stock index, Nie Weidong let out a joyful laugh.

"yes, yes, our stock has gone up!"

Next to them, Xiong Yaohua and Udon were also so happy that they almost hugged each other and danced.

......

"Damn, how can this be!" The angry fat three stared at the constantly beating and changing stock index.

Ma Wu asked Fat San even more worriedly: "What's the matter, won't there be any big changes, what about Long Shao, why doesn't he make a move?"

Jiang Baichuan and Feng Wanli were the same, looking at the big screen and feeling anxious.

Although Fat San was also very worried in his heart, he waved his hand, made a big guy and said, "Don't worry, Long Shao will make a move." I've already called him before, and he'll definitely take steps not to let that Nie Weidong win. ”

"Well, I hope so. "Everyone was quiet and waited for a miracle to happen.

......

At four o'clock in the afternoon---

There is still an hour left until the end of the stock market.

Today's stock market war without gunpowder made everyone nervous, and those supporters who followed Long Jianfei's footsteps were anxious one by one, because the stock indexes that were originally suppressed were constantly rising, and before they were about to return to the original price, Nie Weidong took out 100 million to buy at the lowest price before they were about to return to the original ---price.

"What should I do, this war won't end like this, right?" Fat San blinked and looked at the stock index that was about to approach the original price.

"yes, we were short on those futures, and now they're going up. Ma Wu pouted a little unhappily, "Although it still makes a little bit in total, it's too little." ”

"Yes, with so much effort, Long Shao is too weak!" someone else said.

"I don't know where Nie Weidong found 100 million, so much money is smashed hard, and he really deserves the name of a loser. Someone stammered.

Listening to these words, Fat San's heart became even more confused.

At the beginning, Nie Weidong was able to take out 10 million, which had already surprised Fat San, and now it is 100 million--- what kind of shit luck did Nie Weidong take? Could it be that the surname Song is really a big man?

Thinking of this, Fat San couldn't help but look sideways at Song Zhichao in the big customer area.

At this moment, Song Zhichao was smiling and talking to Nie Weidong, looking very happy.

Ma Wu also looked at Song Zhichao, and said: "The more I look at this guy, the more treacherous I feel--- it's just like a fox." ”

Sister Xia also looked at Song Zhichao, for her, she couldn't see through Song Zhichao from that night--- what kind of man was this, and suddenly remembered her desire----immortal desire-death appearance that night, and couldn't help but be even more ashamed, and hurriedly turned her head around, for fear that someone would discover the secret in her heart.

Just when everyone was thinking about their hearts, they suddenly heard someone shouting: "Look, the stock index has dropped again!"

The fat three were excited, and hurriedly took a look, and sure enough---

The stock index on the big screen, which was still slowly rising, was like a spring seedling that had just sprouted, and it was directly smashed down like a hailstone.

"Hahaha! See no, do you see it! I knew Long Shao would make a move! This time we are going to make a lot of money!"

"Oh my God, I just got the news--- Long Shao invested a billion in order to short these stocks!" Sister Xia exclaimed loudly.

What, a billion?

Everyone's eyes widened and they were shocked.

After all, in this era, what one billion represents is something that many people can't imagine.

Since Long Shao dared to come up with a billion yuan, then ---

Needless to say---

"Short, short!"

"The stock index is going to fall, go short!"

"Take all my money out and go short!"

"Fight, short!"

"Short!"

"Empty !!"

Those greedy people instantly smelled the smell of money, the crazy smell of money, and they fell into a state of madness.

Instantly---

There was a mess on the trading floor.

Jiang Baichuan, Feng Wanli and others were even more careful, and all the funds in their hands of more than 30 million yuan were pressed down to --- short futures!

Win, we must win!

......

Every second counts.

At the moment when everyone pressed all the money in their hands, the stock market of the entire Zhonghai City had fallen to an outrageous amount.

Almost all the people who follow Long Jianfei are excited, the lower the price of these stock indexes, the more they earn--- the domestic stock market is still good, the supervision is not enough, like how to scourge is how to scourge.

Finally, today's stock market is coming to an end, and these people can't help but be overjoyed, but secretly a hand is frantically sweeping the goods, and all the low-priced stocks they abandoned have been swept away.

The money data of Saul's stock is still jumping wildly--- 100 million, 200 million, 300 million!

The beast of darkness devours in the darkness the chips that these people have just thrown into the stock market.

......

It's over, it's all over.

Nie Weidong closed his eyes, looked at the last falling stock index, and shed two lines of tears.

Xiong Yaohua didn't say anything, he silently left the stock market, looked up at the sky, but the sun at five o'clock was so dazzling.

Udon and Zhou Guang left one by one with a wry smile, they were going to drink, they were drunk--- only in this way could they forget everything that happened in the past few days, forget this thrilling defeat.

Nie Weidong sobbed, tears pouring out.

He tried his best, and 100 million was smashed in, but in the end he still lost.

He never thought that Long Jianfei would be so ruthless, and in order to defeat himself, he was willing to give up a billion capital.

A billion that.

Once again, Nie Weidong tasted failure.

It was as if he was bankrupt that time.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Song, I didn't win. Nie Weidong finally mustered up the courage, wiped away his tears with the back of his hand, and turned to Song Zhichao, who was looking at him, and said.

Song Zhichao looked at Nie Weidong, who was full of pathos, and said, "But you tried your best after all." ”

"No, it's my fault. Nie Weidong choked up and said, "I should tell you, the stock market here is different from your Hong Kong, that is, the law of the jungle, as long as you have money, you can call for wind and rain in the stock market and do whatever you want." ”

After a pause, Nie Weidong said with red eyes: "Long Jianfei's wealth is very powerful, we can't fight him from the beginning, it's I who is unwilling--- but it is my unwillingness to hurt you and make you lose 100 million." ”

Song Zhichao didn't speak, was silent for a while, and suddenly said, "Isn't your idol the god?"

Nie Weidong: "......"

I was stunned for a moment, and I didn't understand why Song Zhichao suddenly mentioned this.

Song Zhichao continued: "Your idol once said that there is a thing in this world that can defeat money, do you know what it is?"

Nie Weidong thought for a moment, shook his head, and said he didn't know.

Song Zhichao said word by word: "Power!" Looking at the stock trading hall where the crowd dissipated, "Only power cannot be defeated by money, on the contrary, in front of power, money will be wiped out in an instant!"

Nie Weidong didn't understand what Song Zhichao meant by this.

But Jue Song Zhichao's gaze became sharper and sharper, more and more aggressive, and more and more vicious---

It's like a different person,

Let Nie Weidong shudder.