Ye Fan gently closed the notebook, and had no intention of looking at the market again, after they made a move, Yang Tao could only lead his neck to death, there was no other possibility.

White sugar, few people could have expected, is an important national strategic material.

It is invisibly controlled all over the world, especially in the spot market.

When there is an intolerable change in its market, there will be mysterious funds and forces to correct it.

Whoever makes this anomaly will eventually be destroyed.

Because it is something that those people deeply feel about it.

Ye Fan knew very well that he couldn't suppress the rally by throwing out the billion in less than ten minutes, but he just wanted to invest so quickly.

He didn't throw it to Yang Tao and retail investors, but to those people, to let them know that the market was too fanatical, and if they didn't make a move, the price of sugar would be completely out of control.

As Ye Fan expected, they made a quick move.

The money promised to Ma Xiaoyun was enough on the first day, and Ye Fan was not short of money, and he was even less interested in making money.

But he still accompanied Yang Tao to fight for several days, but he just wanted to personally send Yang Tao on his last journey and let him go to the end by himself.

If you want him to die, you must first make him crazy.

He skillfully kept teasing and tempting Yang Tao, making him more and more crazy, and he was so crazy that he dared to disturb the spot market, causing such a big price change in sugar.

Now, it's impossible for him not to die!

Yang Tao's team and Heizhuang were all panicked, and everyone felt the imminence of death.

Within an hour, they had been emptied of all their belongings by mysterious funds!

When they throw more money into the market, the more ferocious they are, the more fierce the other party's counterattack will be, and the more the price of sugar will be pulled back.

When the price of 20,000 yuan was completely broken, and they didn't need to do it, the retail investors finally couldn't stand it anymore and cried and threw away their heavy positions in the morning.

The price of white sugar is falling more and more rapidly, and retail investors who are unwilling to sell are all being crowded one after another.

The heavy positions of Yang Tao's team and Heizhuang also began to blow up one after another.

"Who is this?"

Yang Tao and Heizhuang were stunned, and no one could guess each other's identities.

The scale of their funds and the means of operation are more like gods in this market.

Mortals simply can't compete with it, and it can even be said that they can't rebel a little.

Yang Tao slumped on the chair in a daze, all gone, everything was gone.

All the money that the owner gave him and was eager to make a lot of money, all the money he borrowed by throwing away his face for two days on the weekend, including the 150 million that Shen Nan lent to him.

Thinking of this, every piece of fast meat in his body was shaking, he knew Shen Nan's methods, and he also knew what the consequences would be if he didn't pay Shen Nan's 150 million.

All the traders in Yang Tao began to cry non-stop, and they also returned to the pre-liberation period at once, and their pockets began to be cleaner than their faces.

An hour ago, they could have skyrocketed their net worth tenfold rapidly.

Because Yang Tao will give them a small part of the profits he makes every time he fights.

They are here with Yang Tao, and they have also deposited all their net worth.

But now, it's all bloodbathed.

These people didn't expect it, and this was not the worst thing, and many of them would not be able to get out of a few walls for a long time.

The Black Villages silently smashed their computers, and they knew that they would not need them soon.

Although the money is gone, this is not what hurts them the most.

Although they weren't sure who they were messing with, they all had a hunch that something might happen collectively this time.

Ye Fan just wanted to send them to a special place to gather collectively.

Everything was as Ye Fan expected, these black villages quickly collectively changed to a good place and started a new life, and there were people to take care of food and housing every day without spending a penny.

Yang Tao didn't go there, and that night, he jumped on the top floor of the office building, canceling out all the sins of his life.

His death became a huge earthquake in the upper circle of China.

More or less, they all have various intersections with Yang Tao, and many people have been taken away by his death.

The reputation of "Haitong AAA" began to be praised in the circle of wealthy families, but no one could find him.

Even they don't really care about losing a little money, they just want to find this more talented trader and give their money back to him.

At Yang Tao's funeral, his wife and son suddenly heard Shen Nan coming, immediately stopped crying, and went out to welcome him in person with a sad and nervous face.

Shen Nan arrived in front of Yang Tao's photo, bent down slightly and bowed, then turned his head and handed a large white bag to Yang Tao's son, as big as a diagonal duffel bag.

Yang Tao's son could guess from the thickness of the white envelope that there were at least 100,000 here.

This is nothing in Yang Tao's family in the past, but many of Yang Tao's financiers did not agree with Yang Tao's death.

Yang Tao's house was ransacked by them in various ways, and now let alone 100,000, even 10,000 is not a small number.

So Yang Tao's son suddenly looked grateful, fell to his knees, and choked up emotionally

"My father always told us before his death that among our uncles, Uncle Shen is his benefactor and the best person for him.

He always said that I must honor you as I did my father. ”

Shen Nan smiled, reached out to pick him up, patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly

"People can't be resurrected after death, you mother and son have to mourn and change.

Don't grieve too much and cry to the detriment of your body. ”

Yang Tao's son was grateful and was about to express his gratitude again.

Shen Nan waved his hand and said with a smile

"After all, you still have to pay me back 150 million, your father owed so much for you before he died, if your mother and son can't pay it back, I guess your father will be very uneasy underground.

Child, when your business is done, I want you to come to my uncle's visit, and our lawyer would love to talk to you. ”

Yang Tao's son suddenly changed his face, and his forehead burst out with green tendons, and he didn't know whether he was angry or frightened, and he kept shaking.

Shen Nan only smiled at him again and left here in great strides.

He is confident that Yang Tao's son will definitely come to his lawyer to "talk".

Yang Tao's death also deeply shocked Meng Xue.

She couldn't imagine that such a person was really dead, and she still chose to jump off the building.

Of course, what surprised her the most was that such a death was actually predicted by her waste husband?

What did he do, how did he expect this?

Meng Xue had been thinking about this question in a trance all day long, if it weren't for the fact that the company hadn't finished dealing with a bunch of things, she couldn't wait to go home and question Ye Fan immediately.

"No, he actually killed someone, right?

That's why he knew about it a long time ago?

But how did he convince everyone that Yang Tao had committed suicide?"

Meng Xue even speculated nervously.