At eight o'clock on Monday morning, when the bells of the city's schools rang at the same time, Jiang Shengshan was woken up by the sound of rain.

The downpour of rain fell on the iron canopies outside the windows of every house in the community, and the movement was like a drum.

She got out of bed with all her strength, and the house was normally empty. The son naturally went to school and may go out before 7 o'clock in the morning, while the husband did not return all night, and was in a hurry to work in the factory yesterday to make the last batch of goods for another order.

Jiang Shengshan dragged his inexplicably sleepy body to the bathroom, turned on the light and stood in front of the mirror, and found that his face was a little puffy and his eye circles were dark. Since she came home on Saturday night, she has only eaten one meal in total. Although he spent most of his time on the boat, he didn't actually sleep for a few hours. Even if Xun Jianxiang cheered her up on CCTV yesterday and had her son's baseless nonsense, all of this could not completely reassure her.

If it falls, it falls, and she can't really rest assured until she sees the stock rise back with her own eyes.

After a wash, her spirits improved slightly.

Then he got dressed, dressed up casually, turned around to look at the dark sky outside and the rain that seemed to be endless, Jiang Shengshan sighed in his heart, and went out with an umbrella. Riding the rain downstairs and sitting in the car, even with an umbrella, she was still drenched a lot.

Dongou City is always like this in the summer, either the sun is out all day, or the rain is endless.

But today it doesn't seem to be a heavy rain, but a bit of a typhoon......

Her family lives a little far away from the Oujiang River, and if you are by the river, the wind must be stronger.

"I'm afraid there won't be many going to the exchange today. Jiang Shengshan thought secretly in his heart.

Carefully driving the second-hand car that Wu Ningxiang gave her, braving the wind and rain to drive out of the local tyrant community on Renmin Road, where every inch of land is valuable, it is not surprising that there are few pedestrians on the road, but the shops on both sides of the street are all open rain or shine.

The fluorescent lights were on in the store, just like at night, which made Jiang Shengshan wonder if he had misseen the time, and couldn't tell whether it was day or night - this kind of thing didn't happen before, a certain year Qi Hao's child once woke up at 3:40 in the morning, and then mistook the minute hand for the time hand in a daze, crying and waking her and her husband up, and then she also stupidly sent him to school under the starlight. She still thinks about it, and she still wants to beat her son.

Jiang Shengshan, who was slowing down very slowly, thought about the past all the way, and then was overtaken by more than a dozen buses with their lights on one after another.

Then when she got out of the car with an umbrella, the scene in front of her deeply shocked her.

In the open space outside the trading hall, hundreds of umbrellas were being held in a mighty way, washed by the rain in the strong wind, and the old men and women who were almost old enough to be her parents looked resolute and resolute as if they were going into battle to kill the enemy.

A group of ignorant children, laughing and weaving under the umbrellas, a hawker carrying a box wrapped in cotton cloth, peddling his hot milk through the crowd, and when the guests finished drinking, he had to take back the glass bottles......

Bang bang bang!

In the middle of the crowd, out of sight, there was a muffled sound of three drums. Jiang Shengshan tried to look into the depths of the crowd, only to hear an old voice, mixed with the voice of wind and rain, shouting: "Lin Miao is my father!"

Jiang Shengshan suspected that he had heard it wrong, and plucked out his ears vigorously.

Then in the next moment, there was no suspicion at all.

Because the whole audience was shouting: "Lin Miao is my father!"

Lin Miao doesn't run, and the market doesn't fall......

It's true?......

At this moment, Jiang Shengshan felt that the three views he had accumulated all his life had collapsed.

In the face of money, how can the bottom line of being a man be so low?

"Lin Miao is my father!"

"Lin Miao is my father!"

The shouts were uniform, and the mountains shouted and the tsunami was called.

Jiang Shengshan couldn't move his legs at all, and he didn't even want to get into that crowd at all.

Panting, she walked to a small stall not far away, bought a few baked cakes, and bought a copy of Dongou Daily next to the baked cake stall, and hurried back to the car. It's only 8:40 a.m., and it's almost an hour before the end of the game.

Close the car door and cut yourself off from the vulgar world outside.

The shouts and the sound of wind and rain are much weaker.

Jiang Shengshan ate the roasted cake and opened the newspaper.

On the front page, it was the news about Lin Miao.

The special prize of the National Middle School Students' Essay Competition, for the first time in history, the special prize is the second consecutive ......

Jiang Shengshan turned on the small lights in the car and silently read the report from beginning to end.

It is estimated that there are about 3,000 words, but in summary, it is nothing more than a colorful rainbow fart.

"Dongou Daily" is about to become Lin Miao's back garden.

I'm only eight years old......

Jiang Shengshan sighed, and then silently apologized to the grandfathers and grandmothers in the open space across the street. She was wrong, in fact, her three views were ruined last year. It's just that I've been messing with Lin Miao for a long time, and I unconsciously ignored some absurd realities that shouldn't exist.

Jiang Shengshan sat in the car for about 20 minutes.

When the rain stopped a little, someone outside the trading hall suddenly shouted in an extremely excited tone: "Open the door!" followed by a noise in the open space, and hundreds of people gathered more and more, rushing towards the gate, for a while the shouts of young people, the scolding of the elderly, and the cries of children were endless, and the inside and outside of the trading hall became a pot of porridge.

Jiang Shengshan watched in a daze, and after five or six minutes, all the talents outside the open space entered the hall, leaving behind broken umbrellas all over the ground and a few shoes that had been stepped on. She sat in the car and was stunned for a long time before taking a deep breath. Prop up your umbrella and get out of the car.

Hurriedly crossed the road and walked to the open space in front of the trading hall, and before he entered the door, Jiang Shengshan could hear the overwhelming shouts inside.

She weakly walked to the door and looked inside, only to see that several counter windows were already crawling with people.

No one was queuing, everyone was squeezing inside.

My son guessed right, there are so many people who want to buy stocks today that they are about to explode.

"Eh, I haven't seen you. A middle-aged woman beside her said to Jiang Sheng very familiarly.

Jiang Shengshan said lightly with a bit of reserve towards strangers: "Oh, I'll take a look." ”

"I was scared the day before yesterday, right?" Huang Mingyu said with a smile, "I was also startled the day before yesterday, but fortunately I didn't throw it with the stupid person, otherwise I would definitely regret my intestines." ”

Jiang Shengshan was puzzled: "You are so sure that it will rise back?"

"Of course it's for sure!" Huang Mingyu said in a loud voice, "Lin Miao is so engaged in the state to support him, and the people of the Central Station have come out to speak to him, what reason is there for the stock not to rise! I am different from you, I threw three or four hundred thousand yuan in it! If it dares not to rise back, I will find someone to come and dismantle this trading hall! Is the people's money so easy to earn? Yesterday, the dean of the Central Station was right! This is the money that our people support the construction of the country, which is equivalent to spending money to support the country's policies! Who dares to mess around?"

Jiang Shengshan listened to Huang Mingyu's illogical words, and thought to himself that there is no business in this world that only makes money and does not lose money. As long as the stock price rises back later, she doesn't care about 3721, she just makes a phone call and sells it, saving her worry all day long......

Just as he was thinking about it, someone next to him suddenly shouted in surprise: "Principal Jiang, you also speculate in stocks?"

Jiang Shengshan turned his head to look and saw Xiang Qihui's happy smile on his face, he was a little confused, and immediately listened to Xiang Qihui introduce himself: "My family Binbin went to your school to take the test the year before last, but he didn't play well, he was a little bit worse, and then he went to the experimental junior high school." ”

"Oh. Jiang Shengshan smiled slightly, but he couldn't help but want to complain in his heart: It's a little bit of bullshit, the entrance exam is graded, and it is not scored, if it doesn't work, it won't work, Zhen Nima will put gold on his face.

Xiang Qihui automatically ignored the fact that he organized manpower to go to the No. 4 Middle School to block Lin Miao last year, and asked inquiringly: "Principal Jiang, did you buy that stock?"

Jiang Shengshan pretended to be forced lightly: "One million." ”

Huang Mingyu, who was standing aside, instantly lost his smile on his face.

Xiang Qihui couldn't help but ask, "Did you buy it from the little one in your school?"

Jiang Shengshan heard Xiang Qihui's tone not good, and asked rhetorically, "What's wrong?"

Xiang Qihui was also like a dog's face, smiled, and sneered: "If you buy it with him, I think it's better to throw it away, that kid will be unlucky sooner or later, so many old people call him dad, he has a long life, maybe he will die before he finishes this year." ”

Jiang Shengshan looked at Huang Mingyue and Xiang Qihui, thinking that people who speculate in stocks are all mentally ill?

Then without thinking about it, he walked away a few steps, found a corner position, and sat down with peace of mind.

was disgusted by Xiang Qihui's words, and she suddenly didn't want to sell it.

And speaking of Lin Miao, the financial problems of her husband's factory don't seem to be hopeless......

Miao Miao is so kind, smart, gentle and lovely, the angel who went down to the god of wealth to give birth to Wenqu was reincarnated, and he can't sit on the principal's aunt's house and go bankrupt, right?

The more Jiang Shengshan thought about it, the more reliable he felt, and after a long time, suddenly there was a lot of gongs and drums in the hall.

"It's open! It's open!"

"Shout!"

"Lin Miao is my father!!"

Jiang Shengshan looked up and saw a green color on the display screen.

She blinked, a little dizzy for a moment, and her mind was confused, whether it was red or green?

The red light stops, the green light goes, the green one is rising?

But he didn't get confused for more than two seconds, as the shouting at the scene gradually weakened, and the people crowded at the counter window slowly stopped hurting each other, Jiang Shengshan suddenly reacted and shouted involuntarily: "Why is it still falling?!"

Lin Miao...... Lin Miao, fuck your mother!" suddenly changed the voice in the hall.

Everyone looked at each other for a moment, and the time for compromise did not exceed ten seconds, and they collectively changed their slogans on the spot: "Lin Miao, fuck your mother!"

"Lin Miao, I drafted the eighteenth generation of my ancestors!"

"Lin Miao, I raised your sister and ...... again!"

Jiang Shengshan frowned when he heard this, and couldn't help but stand up.

The screen in front of me was still dripping green.

As the minutes passed, the voice in the hall shouting Lin Miao's death became louder and louder.

Jiang Shengshan raised his hand to look at his watch, and more than five minutes had passed since the opening time......

If it really wants to rise, it should have risen a long time ago.

Sure enough, the stock market is not a law at all?

Wrong!

Now is the time to think about this!

"Throw it away!" suddenly someone at the scene shouted.

At the scene, countless white-haired grandfathers and grandmothers squeezed like crazy towards the crowd who rushed to buy stocks before.

Those who don't want to buy inside want to come out, and those who want to sell outside want to go in.

In front of the trading desk window, the congestion index instantly reached the pregnancy level.

Jiang Shengshan's face turned pale.

Xiang Qihui, who was not far away, had a very complicated expression.

She bought the stock, but she also wanted Lin Miao to die.

It's best to fall first and then rise, but with such a falling method, I'm afraid it won't go back......

Will they all die together?

Xiang Qihui wishfully put herself in a high position. Just as he was raising himself, a large group of people suddenly walked in outside the trading floor. The thousands of people in the trading hall went in from the door, and suddenly fell silent.

Lin Miao walked into the hall with a solemn expression, looked up at the green screen, and looked down at his watch again.

He was not only followed by Wang Bin and Huang Qingqing, but also Luo Wanzhou and Zhang Kai, as well as several uniformed policemen.

Luo Wanzhou frowned and said, "There's no reason." ”

"Not surprising. Lin Miao looked at the watch, there were still three minutes before the contract time, "One day, enough time for them to find a few foreign aids, now it depends on the confidence of the shareholders." ”

As he was talking, Huang Qingqing took his mobile phone and said to Lin Miao: "Boss, Hucheng is asking you, do you want to throw it away now, there are only more than two minutes left." ”

Lin Miao said resolutely: "Don't throw it, even if it's a second, you can fight for it." ”

Everyone at the scene looked at Lin Miao with anticipation in their eyes as if they were looking at a savior.

Lin Miao clenched her teeth and stared at her watch.

The old man with the big drum on his back couldn't help but run up, and the two policemen on the side hurriedly stopped him, and the old man shouted excitedly at Lin Miao: "Lin Miao! When will it go up! My coffin has been thrown inside!"

"Wait two more minutes!" Lin Miao's tone carried a little anger in it.

But as soon as the voice fell, a stock on the panel suddenly turned red!

Then came the second, the third, and the stocks on the entire panel rebounded one after another.

With the reversal of the situation in the entire market, the atmosphere of the scene reversed in an instant!

"It's up!"

"It's back!"

"Lin Miao! Lin Miao rose as soon as she came!"

"Long live Lin Miao!"

I don't know who took the lead, and the trading floor fell into a boiling again.

In all directions, everyone shouted at Lin Miao as if they were looking at the savior.

Lin Miao patted Wang Bin beside him.

Wang Bin bent down, listened to Lin Miao say a few words in his ear, nodded and straightened up, shouting at the top of his voice: "Long live the motherland!"

The people around paused, and the old man who beat the drum immediately shouted in his already overexcited voice: "Long live the motherland!"

"Long live the Motherland!"

"Long live the Motherland!"

One after another, shouts spread to all corners of the trading floor.

Jiang Shengshan looked at the red-turned panel, burst into tears, choked up and shouted: "Long live the motherland!"

Wang Bin, who was standing in the center of the crowd, suddenly changed his sentence: "Long live the Chinese stockholders!"

The next moment, the shouts in the trading floor were even louder: "Long live the Chinese stockholders!"

Luo Wanzhou touched Lin Miao's head.

Lin Miao smiled at her godfather and breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

When I looked up at my watch, it was less than two minutes away.

It's too dangerous......

"Boss, phone. Huang Qingqing handed the phone to Lin Miao.

On the other end of the phone, Jiang Yang smiled: "Damn, Lao Tzu almost urinated in the crotch of his pants, really, not joking at all." ”

Lin Miao sighed: "Uncle, it's hard work. ”

Jiang Yang said with a smile: "It's hard work, I can blow this awesome until my grandson gives birth to a child." ”

Lin Miao smiled: "Okay, I wish you happiness." ”

At this time, the voice on the mobile phone changed to the agent over there.

"Mr. Lin! I think now is a good time to make additional investment! I suggest that you invest another 50 million and continue to allocate funds!"

Lin Miao smiled: "Don't call me Mr. Lin, call me Dad." ”

"Daddy!"

"Get out. Lin Miao hung up the phone and handed it to Huang Qingqing.

Huang Qingqing, who kept his full wealth, also smiled at this time, took the mobile phone, and said with a smile: "Boss, say a few words, maybe it will go down in history." ”

Lin Miao shook her head and said lightly: "It's just some colorful memories, beautiful and owned." It's just a passerby, so why bother carrying so much on your shoulders. It doesn't matter what he has more or you do, what do you care about right or me, look up and look at the colorful sky full of clouds, just see the turmoil in the world clearly, and rush by. ”

While reading, under the reverent gaze of the audience, he left the scene indifferently.

Zhang Kai and Luo Wanzhou followed Xiaodouding out.

Wang Bin and Huang Qingqing fell behind, and Wang Bin asked Huang Qingqing: "Was Mr. Lin singing just now?"

Huang Qingqing rolled his eyes and said in disgust: "I don't know modern poetry!