Knowing that he had been staring at this for the past two days, Liu Meijia put the water cup back on the table and said. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info "It's better to take it when you see it!" By the way, if you take profit now, how much profit will you make?"

"Maybe it's only two billion dollars, less than 4 percent of Sony's total market capitalization......"

After calculating, Liu Meijiake grabbed his neck with both hands and shook it like a vent. "Are you trying to me off? Two billion! And it's still dollars! People don't have enough people to swallow elephants, beware of Sony biting you!"

"With more than $20 billion worth of stocks and put options, even if Sony has deep pockets, it will be difficult for them to raise this amount of money to compete with me this week," Fu Zhengyi smiled at this point, and then looked at the long-term trend of the stock price. "Besides, if you get angry, then let the New York companies join forces with those hedge funds on Wall Street! With a market value of less than $80 billion, it's really simple to smash 20 percent or 30 percent......."

"That's too arrogant!"

Although she said so, both her expression and tone were full of satisfaction and pride, so Fu Zhengyi's attention returned to her.

Feeling that his gaze gradually became aggressive, Liu Meijiake exclaimed and hurriedly jumped off his lap, but he was carried up in the runway corridor and was pressed down on the bed by him when he entered the bedroom.

"No, I've only slept for a few hours, and I have to catch a flight at noon......"

"Anyway, I'm going to sleep on the plane, so don't waste this great time......"

If you can block the top, you can't block the bottom, Liu Meijia didn't understand how his movements could be so fast, and he became slippery, so he said depressedly while giving up his futile resistance. "How can this be......!

According to the current international gold price, the value of this moment is equivalent to one million US dollars......

"I know what to do!" she took a bite on his shoulder, but she couldn't help but be intoxicated by the tingling sensation, and then immersed herself in it......

When the first rays of morning light pierced through the mist on the sea and entered the bedroom of the Peninsula Hotel, the exhausted Liu Meijiake hurriedly pulled up the sheets that had fallen to the ground to cover her body. "Badass!"

"Where's the 12 o'clock flight, let's sleep again......"

"Don't mess with me anymore! I'm really sleepy!"

Seeing that she was still on guard, Fu Zhengyi took her over, but said with a smile. "Okay, okay, isn't it because I'm going back today that I'm working so hard......"

took a sip, but Liu Meijia still found her most comfortable position in his arms, and hugged his arm before closing her eyes.

For several days in a row, I needed to get up at night to see the trend of the U.S. stock market and the London Stock Exchange, and Fu Zhengyi, who was accustomed to catching up on sleep in the afternoon, woke up and saw that there were only sheets left in his arms, and he shouted twice and didn't get a response, so he hurried to check the time, and saw that it was almost eleven o'clock, so he quickly dialed Liu Meijia's mobile phone and asked her where she was?

"I'm already in the lounge......"

"Why didn't you call me when you left?"

Covering the microphone and signaling the secretary to go out first, Liu Meijia waited for the door to close before she couldn't help but smile. "Na, you said that there are only tired cows and no ploughed fields! Let you sleep more will cherish you and love you, is it possible that it has become mine?"

Fu Zhengyi was a little embarrassed. "You've gone bad!"

"Didn't it break you yet?"

"Oh, I don't carry this black cauldron......"

Liu Meijia, who guessed what he would say next and had a fever on her face, shouted. "Stop, stop, stop! That's the end of the topic! I'm not as cheeky as you ...... anyway."

Although it is easy to flirt between men and women, there is no need to worry about it through the airwaves, but the disadvantage is also more obvious, that is, after he hung up the phone, he had to hurry to take a shower and extinguish the fire.

Before his hair was dried, the mobile phone on the bedside table rang, and Fu Zhengyi sank his face when he heard it. "Are you sure?"

"The printing house is rushing to print a new issue of the weekly, and it is said that the cover is a picture of Mishasha gone, but the contents are not clear," Emily continued, repeating it. "But with the habit of the owner of the weekly magazine, he must have fabricated some specious content......"

"Have you been in contact with Xi Mengmeng? How could the photo of Mishasha walking away be obtained by the weekly magazine?"

"In the past few days, there have been people who have accompanied them to visit Hong Kong Island, Monday is to Ocean Park, Wong Tai Sin, Tuesday is to Lantau Island, Wednesday is out of the sea, now they are with Xi Mengmeng in Hong Kong University, it stands to reason that there should be no chance for the weekly paparazzi to take photos of Mishasha gone......"

It's a bit of a strange thing.

Told Emily to send Bai Jia Dao as soon as the weekly magazine came out, Fu Zhengyi packed up his things and took the car back there, and just sat under the crape myrtle tree after eating something casually, he saw Emily walking in with a few magazines.

Seeing Fu Zhengyi sitting under the crape myrtle tree, Emily held up the magazine in her hand and said. "BOSS, everything in this is fake!"

"What's going on?"

Handing the magazine over, Emily said. "The cover is printed with a photo of Mishasha when she won the award, but the photos below are all patchwork......"

Introducing him to the origins of the photos one by one, Emily opened the magazine again and pointed to the contents. However, these articles, although they don't mention Mishasha's full name throughout the article, can be combined with the content before and after, but they are all alluding to Mishasha's water-based poplar or something, which is a trick that weekly magazines are used to. Usually the weekly magazine will publish the real light in the next issue, but it may end there. I consulted people on Hong Kong Island who are more familiar with the weekly, and they said that according to the personality of the owner of the weekly, Yi Zhongcheng, this means that he is reminding Mishasha or someone who values Mishasha, saying that the weekly magazine has a photo of her walking away, waiting for the two sides to sit down and talk......"

"Talk, talk about what?"

"Spend money to avoid disasters!" Or accept some other conditions from Yi Zhongcheng, the owner of the weekly magazine......

"He's dreaming!"

Seeing Fu Zhengyi slam the magazine on the table, Emily shrugged her shoulders helplessly and sat down. "BOSS, the owner of the weekly magazine, Yi Zhongcheng, is actually a scoundrel, a few years ago he exposed a female star backstage is hard, because the weekly magazine published the photos of the female star changing clothes, as a result, he was attacked in Hong Kong and Kowloon that night, and his home was also splashed with feces, which led to the weekly magazine wanting to target anyone before, will use this way to test it, once it is determined that the target has no backstage, Or if the background is not hard, he will issue an additional issue of the weekly magazine on the weekend, or he will fully expose the photos of the target in the subsequent issue of the weekly......"

"You mean that although there is no photo of Mishasha gone in this issue of the weekly, it is likely that the weekly magazine actually has a photo of her gone?"

Emily nodded helplessly. "Although I don't want to believe it, according to the way the weekly owner Yi Zhongcheng does things, this possibility is quite ......"

Fu Zhengyi thought for a moment and still felt a little strange.

Although he has been staying in the suite of the Peninsula Hotel for the past two days, Mi Sha Sha and they are either accompanied by the secretary of the foundation, or Xi Mengmeng is accompanied, and he also considered that Yi Zhongcheng's dog jumping off the wall in a hurry may be unfavorable to them, so he also specially transferred four bodyguards and three cars from Emily's side to accompany the whole process, if someone is in a tourist attraction, or they have taken a candid photo during their meal, it is inevitable, but it is really impossible to say that they can get a photo of Mi Shasha gone.

What's the problem?

Fu Zhengyi lit a cigarette and finished smoking, but he still didn't have a clue.

People familiar with the weekly magazine reminded that the probability of Yi Zhongcheng having a photo of the weekly is more than eighty percent! There have been female celebrities who think that the weekly magazine is bluffing, but in the end, the female star is really a bit miserable, and the weekly magazine has published photos of the female star going to the toilet, changing clothes and showering for three consecutive issues, and then the weekly magazine also claimed that the female star has a ******** toilet with someone else?

Change?

Shower?

The ****** who opened the room thought of a possibility, so Fu Zhengke took out a pen and wrote a few words and handed it to Emily.

Seeing that he asked if there were any people in the security team he brought over who were proficient in checking eavesdropping and monitoring equipment, Emily was stunned for a moment and exclaimed. "Isn't it?"

Motioning for her not to speak again, Fu Zhengyi nodded heavily on the words he wrote.

"Got it! I'll arrange it right away!"

Emily went out and got into the car, closed the window, and then pulled out her phone and started calling.

Sitting under the crape myrtle tree drinking tea, after forty minutes, Fu Zhengyi heard footsteps from next door, he carried the teacup through the courtyard gate to the east side of the courtyard, and saw Emily walking in with a few foreign security guards with big shoulders and round waists carrying suitcases.

"Boss, they're all professionals in this area," Emily said as she saw Fu Zhengyi making a 'silence' gesture at herself, and Emily pointed to the bald security guard who was crouching on the porch and fiddling with a strange device. "It's okay to speak now, it's a jammer, and no electronic signals within a diameter of 50 meters can be sent or received now......"

"How long will it take?"

Emily said. "Half an hour to determine whether there is any monitoring equipment installed in the room, if it is surface-mounted to find out, it is OK, if it is concealed, then it needs to be carried out, ......and the time may take longer!

"A similar situation has happened to the branch?"

Emily nodded. "Well, it was supposed to be the second-ranked office in Tokyo, but because the office was backed by the Yamaguchi-gumi, I had to give up the investigation......