Zhao Chenfeng hung up the phone, sat on the chair, and the big stone in his heart also fell heavily to the ground, just now he even had the idea of retreating, if history is really rewritten, does he still have the advantage of being reborn? Apart from this advantage, he simply has nothing. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Chen Dacang stood silently on the side, his eyes were full of complexity, he didn't understand why Zhao Chenfeng could know that something big had happened, and he thought of the previous stock market investment, as if this terrorist attack was planned by him, but Zhao Chenfeng didn't have any dealings with those terrorist organizations on weekdays, which was obviously not true.

Could it be that there are ghosts and gods? Can Zhao Chenfeng see his ancestors? Thinking of this, Chen Cannon couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head, he had been in the pile of dead people a lot, if there were really ghosts and gods, I am afraid that he would have been tortured to death by the souls of those drug lords, and he would still be able to live safely until now.

"Brother Tao, you go open a bottle of wine, I want to celebrate." The occurrence of the 911 incident doomed Zhao Chenfeng to become rich overnight this time, Jiang Ping's operating principle is based on the stock market shock, and the leverage is also extremely high, which is completely a posture of becoming a benevolent if he does not succeed.

Chen Dacang shook his head and didn't continue to think about it, there are some things he just knows, there is no need to get to the bottom of it, everyone has their own secrets, and the young man in front of him is nothing more than an extra layer of mysterious aura, which is not a bad thing for him.

After a while, Jiang Ping hurriedly knocked on Zhao Chenfeng's door, hurriedly ran in, even his shirt was soaked with sweat, sat on the chair, picked up the water cup in front of him and poured it full, and then let out a long breath and said: "It's really uproaring outside today, the streets are full of police cars for a while, I think the troops are coming over soon." ”

The bad impact of the terrorist attack is quite large, not only the rescue, the people at this time are also quite chaotic, the panic will quickly cover the whole city, followed by the crime rate, the United States is not comparable to the country, once something happens in the city, those lawbreakers must be happy in the nest, I wish the terrorists entered the city early, they can also be a mountain king. At this time, the government needs not only to soothe the hearts of the people, but also to flex its muscles to deter those who are ready to move.

"It's chaotic enough, Mr. Jiang will sit here with me today." Jiang Ping was also a little shocked, and nodded hurriedly, he has also been in the United States for several years, and he naturally knows what kind of urine sex people are here, I am afraid that there are not a few people who gloat now, and when there is a riot outside, then he will be in danger.

Racial discrimination in the United States is very serious, even in the 21st century, the status of yellow people here is still not high, as for the situation of Chinese Americans, it is even worse, there is no high status of black people, at least in a few years the United States will have a black president, he has never seen the existence of any yellow president.

Zhao Chenfeng poured a glass of red wine for Jiang Ping, and asked the hotel to bring some breakfast, the two of them looked at the World Trade Building and ate this breakfast, Jiang Ping was frightened, but Zhao Chenfeng ate deliciously, the World Trade Building smoked, he made money, the poor Taoist friends did not die, anyway, it was not an accident in Huaxia, in the past, these old Americans did not abuse Huaxia in the world, and it can be regarded as a retribution.

Jiang Ping drank a few sips of red wine, and the agitation in his heart was much calmer, he was now full of terrorist attacks, but he didn't care about the business opportunities in it, this is also the normal reaction of most people in the face of disasters, such as when the Wenchuan earthquake, many people who were in it thought about how to protect themselves, who would think about how I could make money in this earthquake?

But Zhao Chenfeng happened to be one of those small people, and said with a smile: "Mr. Jiang, look at this terrorist attack, how much money can I earn back from my investment in the stock market?" Jiang Ping's eyes were still on the World Trade Building, and now the building was already collapsing, but Zhao Chenfeng's words pulled him back vividly, and there was some thought in his eyes, and then he was shocked, pointing at Zhao Chenfeng, and he stammered a little.

"Difficult... Don't? It's you? Is your investment centered on this terrorist attack? Thinking of this, Jiang Ping couldn't help but think of the confidentiality contract that Zhao Chenfeng had asked him to sign before, and suddenly the white hair sweat also stood up, if the other party was a member of a terrorist organization, would he still have his life? If you know this kind of thing, you will die if you know one, and if you let out a little rumor, it will be the end of being beheaded!

Zhao Chenfeng shook his head with a smile when he saw this, he knew why the other party was so frightened, and said: "Mr. Jiang, you think too much, I am a legitimate businessman, this investment was originally intended to stir up the US stock market, and I made some small profits from it, but now this situation is simply God helping me, and there is actually a terrorist attack at this juncture." ”

This explanation made Jiang Ping breathe a sigh of relief, but his eyebrows were still full of doubts, this thing was too coincidental, right? Just about to short sell, a terrorist attack came, if it was really lucky, Zhao Chenfeng's luck was too good, right? Don't speculate in stocks, just go buy the big lotto.

Zhao Chenfeng looked at Jiang Ping with a puzzled expression, and his face was a little colder, and said: "Mr. Jiang, there are some things you don't need to know too much, I hope you can abide by the contract between us, the US government will deal with the terrorist attack, but your money is your own, why should you have trouble with money?" ”

Saying that, he also raised the confidentiality contract in his hand, the fewer people who know about this matter, the safer he is, the US government may not be able to learn any information about the terrorist attack from Zhao Chenfeng, but Zhao Chenfeng will also suffer a lot because of this, which he does not want to see, so for now, he still has to use grace and power to dispel Jiang Ping's restless thoughts.

Jiang Ping nodded when he heard this, and shook off all the doubts in his mind, after all, he is a businessman, why Zhao Chenfeng did this has nothing to do with him, he just needs to get his own remuneration, as for the terrorist attack? Hehe, God bless the United States, he's not an American anyway, and although he has a green card here, he doesn't have much sense of belonging.

After figuring all this out, Jiang Ping became a shrewd trader in the past, picked up a pen and kept calculating on the paper, then raised his head and smiled: "Mr. Zhao, I want to congratulate you here first, I'm afraid you are going to become a new billionaire." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Chenfeng frowned, isn't this scolding? He invested 500 million yuan, he is already a billionaire, he dares to go around in circles, he is still a billionaire, so what's the use of you as a trader? If it weren't for the need for Jiang Ping to operate now, Zhao Chenfeng would have wanted to pick up the chair and smash it directly on the other party's head.

forcibly pressed the dissatisfaction in his heart, and said coldly: "Mr. Jiang really likes to joke, I am a billionaire." ”

Jiang Ping shook his head and said with a smile: "I'm talking about dollars." (To be continued.) )