"Brother-in-law, people don't understand, can you help others!" Tang Weiwei hugged Zhang Wolf's arm and coquettishly.

"Weiwei, don't beg him! Let's get it ourselves! I don't believe we can't do it!" Tang Yuan's stubborn temper came up again, and he regained his temper when he was in Xilong Villa and Zhang Wolf raised the bar.

After reading the office location of [Fude Film and Television Weekly], Zhang Wolf returned to the group, worked in the group during the day and waited for Huo Jianning to come back from Japan, and went home at night to live a shameless nightlife with Tang Feifei, not to mention how comfortable it was to live a small life.

But Tang Weiwei and Tang Yuan were bitter, and while they had to buy office furniture and decorate their offices, they also had to ask people around to inquire about the salaries of Xiangjiang reporters and editors.

In fact, the purchase of office furniture can be handed over to the two administrative staff transferred from the group, but women, the requirements are always more, in order to make their office look more comfortable, the purchase of office furniture is also done by themselves, every office chair, bookcase, file cabinet is personally selected.

For three days in a row, the entire office building was fully furnished, but there was no clue about the salaries of reporters and editors.

It's not that Tang Weiwei and Tang Yuan are not capable enough, it's just that Xiangjiang is practicing capitalism, and personal salary is an extremely private matter, and neither of the two colleagues necessarily knows how much money the other party gets.

So Tang Weiwei and the others inquired for three days and asked more than a dozen people who are engaged in the profession of reporters or editors, but none of the answers they got were the same, which made them even more confused.

"Sister, you can help us think of a way! It's been three days, and we haven't even done this little thing well! It's too embarrassing to say it!" At the Peninsula Hotel, Tang Weiwei Tangyuan and Zhao Yazhi finished shopping and afternoon tea, Tang Weiwei took Zhao Yazhi's hand and begged.

"I think you're afraid of embarrassing yourself in front of your brother-in-law, right?" Zhao Yazhi teased.

"Sister, you ·············· I ignore you!" was pierced by Zhao Yazhi, Tang Weiwei's pretty face turned red.

"Okay! I'm not kidding you! Tomorrow I'll have afternoon tea with Deputy Editor-in-Chief Pan of Ming Pao!" Zhao Yazhi stretched out his hand and nodded Tang Weiwei's nose.

"Thank you, sister, I know that sister is the best for me!" Tang Weiwei stood up, turned to Zhao Yazhi's side, and put her arms around her neck to flatter.

"Okay, okay! Now that the sister who knows is good to you, you said that I helped you, how are you going to thank me?" Zhao Yazhi said with a smile.

"Sister, when my film and television weekly is launched, I will definitely praise you! Praise you as a fairy in the sky! In the future, the actress of our Idol Award will definitely let you get a soft hand!" Tang Yuan also stood up and poured tea for Zhao Yazhi.

"That's a good feeling! When I can't eat in the future, I'll take out the statue trophy and sell it! Alas, it's pure gold! How can a trophy cost three or four pounds, right?" Zhao Yazhi teased with a smile.

And my brother-in-law said that these idol trophies have been opened, and they can be put at home to keep the family safe, have a smooth career, and have a wide range of money. Tang Weiwei advertised for the Statue Award.

"What you said, let me get the movie queen soft, if I can't get it, see how I clean up you two little girls!"

"Leave it to me! Sister is so beautiful and has good acting skills! As long as I tout it vigorously in the film and television weekly, it will definitely be no problem!" Tang Weiwei patted her chest and promised.

"I'm worried about Mr. Zhang now!How can I hand over such an important matter as the Idol Award to the two of you! This hasn't been done yet, and the actress has been allowed out by you!" Zhao Yazhi teased with a smile.

"Sister, people are breaking the rules for you!" Tang Weiwei stomped her feet and did not follow the way.

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On Wall Street in Manhattan, New York, Phoenix Fund Company, after a week of preliminary preparations, a financial war that seemed small to Lexton began.

In the past, such a small scene did not need to be commanded by him personally, and it was all handed over to the traders below to operate.

But today is different, although the entire plate is only tens of millions of dollars larger, but this is the task that the boss personally explained, and it is the task given to him by the god he believes in.

So from the beginning, the preparation was done by Lexton himself.

Lexton issued a loud trading order, "Put 100,000 shares out first......

The trader replied loudly, "Okay! 100,000 shares short!"

"Put another 200,000 shares ......"

"200,000 shares...... Short!"

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In an office building in Los Angeles on the West Coast of the United States, Johnson, chairman of John Brothers Mining, slammed open the door of his office.

Johnson, who was discussing his life with his secretary, was taken aback.

Johnson was furious and roared, "Damn Bruce, if you don't give me a reason, I swear, you're going to send you to God!"

"Boss, someone is suppressing our stock price, it has stopped falling for two times, and the exchange has just issued a warning!"

"Damn! Who is it? Damn!" Johnson couldn't care about continuing to discuss life with his secretary, and ran out with his pants lifted.

John Brothers Mining controls one large iron ore mine, two medium-sized iron ore mines and one small copper mine.

John Brothers Mining is a company founded by Johnson's father and his uncle, who died in a mining accident and Johnson became the sole heir to the company.

And took over the company after his father, John Sr., retired.

But because of the previous global economic crisis, they had a very hard time.

In order to keep the mine running, and to pay the federal government some damn taxes, he has sold his stake more than once.

Johnson's stake is now dangerously high.

With a 31.58% stake, if it weren't for the support of several directors who started a business with John Sr., the chairman might have been replaced a long time ago.

Poor Johnson still doesn't know that his place was kept solely because Lexton didn't have that in mind.

Now Lexton's boss, Zhang Wolf, needs a mining company, so Johnson becomes the lamb to the slaughter.

Johnson rushed to the financial trading center and looked at the number red behind the code representing his company, "Damn! Can anyone tell me what's going on? Damn!"

The financial trading center is also wailing, John Mining's stock is still falling, and the decline can't keep its footsteps at all, and even the stocks of other mining sectors are also falling to a certain extent.

"Oh God, have you abandoned me? Didn't the experts say that the global economy has picked up and the price of steel has begun to rise?" Many investors began to chant God.

Someone shouted loudly for the trader to quickly sell off his stocks in the mining sector.