Chapter 13 The iron mouth is directly broken by Zhang Banxian

Professor Poon Chun-wah is nearly 60 years old this year.

Since he was admitted to Shencheng University of Finance and Economics, which was still called Shencheng College of Finance and Economics at that time, he has formed an indissoluble bond with this school that adheres to the school motto of "Virtue and Erudition, Economic Prosperity", and has stayed here for more than 30 years.

He loved this alma mater deeply in which he poured his sweat, youth, and hair into - even when his mentor, Mr. Chu Baoyi, wanted to transfer him to the Shencheng Academy of Social Sciences, which was not long established at that time, he did not leave. Except for the six years when he was forced to withdraw from the school because of the turmoil and turmoil, he has been standing on the podium conscientiously and cultivating batches of talents for the motherland - he may not be as good as his teacher who is called "Beiqian Nanchu", or he may not be as good as his group of brothers who have become the pillars of the country in all aspects, but he still dedicates half of his life to the country and his alma mater in this ordinary and great way.

It seems that he was influenced by his teacher, and the teaching style of this old professor who is more than half a hundred years old is also very distinctive. In teaching, he is persuasive, tireless, strict and amiable. His lectures are thoughtful, logical, novel and substantial, and always introduce the latest scientific research results and experiences in a timely manner, so that students can obtain the most abundant and cutting-edge knowledge. Coupled with his easy-going temperament, he has become one of the students' favorites along with his classes. Even the little jokes that the students sometimes made with him, he was happy and did not feel angry at all.

Today's classrooms seem a little different.

Before he entered the door, Professor Pan felt a commotion inside. The last time it was so noisy was last year's Teacher's Day, right?

Professor Pan stopped, and after a little thought, he remembered the angry and funny embarrassment at that time - I remember that when I first entered the door, I swept the gift box with gorgeous packaging and even a delicate little bow on the podium table, and I was moved to open it with trembling hands, only to find that there were four freshly baked meat buns from the second canteen neatly stacked inside, and there was a note in the corner of the gift box, which read, "Eat one to replenish blood, eat two to replenish the brain, the disciples of the rivers and lakes, and the master of the canteen said yes!" At the bottom, the students reported their mentor Sanchunhui. - This group of young people is really energetic. Shaking his head with a smile and sighing, he stepped into the classroom, intending to see what the energetic students had come up with.

He walked into the classroom, and after coughing lightly to indicate his presence, the group of students slowly dispersed, and as the last girls reluctantly returned to their seats, the culprit of the noise was revealed—a pink-carved child from nowhere—and there were fingerprints on the cheeks of the girls who didn't know who had pinched.

As everyone knows, the child was not timid, and after bowing, he explained the reason in his crisp childish voice - he had come to find his sister, but he didn't know which college his sister was in, so he inquired all the way and found this class with the best reviews, so he planned to feel the atmosphere, and said that he would also come here to study in the future.

Childlike ambitions are always good, smiling and not bothering about this little episode, Professor Pan raised his hand and looked at his watch, coughed lightly, and began his lecture today. Occasionally glancing at the little child who was sitting there listening attentively, he couldn't help but laugh a little.

Xu is an interesting little guest in the class, and the usually slightly dull classroom atmosphere is especially lively today, and the class time of more than 90 minutes will end quickly.

Professor Pan also paid attention to this new audience many times during his time, and found that he had been sitting upright and listening attentively to his lectures. It's a serious child, but I don't know how much I can understand. Professor Pan gently stroked the long beard that seemed to be "thicker" than hair, and shook his head with some emotion, and shook his head with a random smile, what are you thinking? It is only a child who is at most four or five years old, it is good for people to sit quietly, and it is too harsh to ask for understanding this profound and obscure economic knowledge.

It's just that this easy-going "Mediterranean" professor didn't know that his in-depth lecture He Huanyu was not only very beneficial, but his physical age was only about to turn three.

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As soon as Professor Pan left with his front foot, He Huanyu, who had no time to retreat, was surrounded by the group of girls. With his own flesh and sweet death's little mouth, He Huanyu quickly learned the basic information of the "Mediterranean" professor, in this era of popular pen pals, knowing the name and address of the person, coupled with the professor's gentle and jade-like gentlemanly style, He Huanyu thought that it was not a big problem for him to ask him for advice through letters in the future. He Huanyu, who had achieved his goal, was naturally unwilling to sell his body again, he raised his hand and slapped away another "demon hand" that stretched out to his cheek, and shouted crisply, "It's almost there, it's enough to touch it again!"

The girl who finally squeezed into the encirclement saw that she was treated differently when it was her turn, where could she bear it, and immediately took out a five-yuan bill that was "full of intoxicating atmosphere" from her socks and slapped it on the table, and said heroically, "If you charge for it, let my sister touch it for five yuan first!"

Stunned to look at the pretty girl in front of him who was quite a "good man", He Huanyu couldn't help but sigh secretly, "Sure enough, you can't look at people's faces, there are not many people like yourself who have both excellent looks and honest and reliable inside" and then snorted disdainfully, "Five yuan is not enough, I want to increase the price!" and then frolicked with the girls in the envious eyes of those boys not far away.

It wasn't until Lu Tenglong, who went to the City God Temple to burn incense and pray, came back to pick him up that he was "saved from the sea of suffering".

Tsk, the pinnacle of life. Sniffing the fragrance of Yashuang and Dabao SOD honey remaining on his body, He Huanyu sighed in his heart. Although he didn't really charge for it, his pockets were still stuffed with all kinds of snacks - from candy to chocolate to mung bean cake to fruit dan peel, and even a few of the "delicate and good" girlfriends who were still rare in Shencheng at this time.

Thinking of the inhumane "ravage" of that "delicate and good man", Rao is the "mature and steady" of He Huanyu and the two worlds, he couldn't help but shudder.

He was really scared.

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Looking at the 600663 declining stock price, Zhang Wei, who was already determined not to care anymore, still couldn't help but shudder.

He himself couldn't explain why he was so concerned about Lu Tenglong, a stupid big family, obviously the commission had been paid, and his girlfriend had become well-behaved and cute, and the gentle "dear" was so tired that he couldn't help but feel a little weak in his legs and weak body this morning.

The last trading price of this stock has fallen to 13.5, compared with the previous two days of the plunge of nearly 5 yuan, today is only a drop of 0.5. It's not that the decline has stopped, but no one dares to eat anymore. No one dares to buy it, and no matter how low the price is, you can't complete the deal.

Really can't look any further.

Zhang Wei, who sighed, admonished himself.

Recently, he has been shocked three times a day because of this stock, and he has no doubt that if he continues like this, he will follow in the footsteps of Di Hanchen's "death in fear" - Di Qing is also a hero he respects very much, but it seems that the heroes he reveres will not end well.

I didn't care!

However, as he was about to get home from work, he received a shocking message.

The China Securities Regulatory Commission (CSRC) issued the "Emergency Notice on Suspending the Pilot Program of Treasury Bond Futures Trading".

He knew nothing more than what the emergency notice meant.

Because of this emergency notice, the short-term funds that are calling for rain in the futures market will enter the stock market on a large scale. I remembered my assertion about this strange plummeting 600663 at the time - if there is no external good news to save, then this stock is basically equivalent to being wasted, and there is no room to break free.

The latter half of the period has been realized today - for a whole afternoon, the 600663 has not had a single successful transaction.

As for the premise of the first half of this paragraph, isn't this urgent notice the so-called "good news"?

For a while, Zhang Wei suddenly felt that if he didn't eat the agent's bowl of rice, it seemed to be a good choice to go to the stall under the overpass to be a "Zhang Banxian" who was "straight off the iron mouth".