Near the entrance of the underground vault of Fuyin Plaza, there are more than a dozen military tents, which are particularly eye-catching. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's just that because of the relationship between Century Holdings and Tatfook Bank giving employees a holiday, and the entire square being under martial law by the security management department of Tatfook Bank, there are no idle people waiting here.

"The boss has been down for five days, what is he doing in there?" In a military tent, Ji'er couldn't help but be a little worried.

"Such a big fortune, the boss is still unable to extricate himself, I saw before, he was lying on the pile of gold bricks and sleeping!" Ye Qian blinked and laughed.

"Damn, no matter how much you love money, you have to have a sense of proportion, the current Asian financial turmoil is raging, because he is alone, the work of Century Holdings and Tatfook Bank has all come to a standstill, and a lot of mercenaries have been used to guard, even we are eating and living in this tent, when will this be the head." Although Ji Er was annoyed and complaining, what she was thinking more about was the return of Kong Ning and Kang Menghu.

In Ji'er's opinion, Zheng Fan really hid too many secrets, such as the situation of the mercenary group raised outside, which she didn't know at all before.

"When I go down to deliver food in the evening, I'll urge the boss again." Although Ye Qian had a smile on the surface, there was also a dark tide in her heart.

Through these five days to deliver food to Zheng Fan, because of the opening of the underground warehouses, Ye Qian walked by, and it was obvious that the huge reserves of gold in the underground vaults had gradually disappeared.

Moreover, the vault where Zheng Fan is located is also changed quite frequently, every time Ye Qian goes down, he has to look for it, and it is easy to see that the vaults he was in before have become empty.

As for what kind of magic Zheng Fan used to transfer the huge gold reserves, Ye Qian was completely puzzled.

Although Ye Qian was responsible for the expansion of the vault, there were times when she couldn't help but wonder if there was any hidden tunnel back door left in the construction of the vault, otherwise how could a large amount of gold disappear, such a strange situation.

Just when the executives of Century Holdings were thinking about the possibilities of the big boss's various choices in the future, Zheng Fan was in a warehouse in the underground vault, but his face was pale, and his whole spirit looked very weak.

"Finally hit the last pile, although I had some expectations before, but I didn't expect that the mysterious space connected to this Blackstone annual ring passage could hold so many things!" Zheng Fan took a long breath before concentrating again and raising his right hand holding the blackstone tablet.

"Buzz~~~"

With Zheng Fan's spirit, his fate was concentrated on the blackstone plaque, and the rows of annual ring passages have been continuously expanded from the side of the blackstone plaque, and have a targeted pull on the pile of gold bricks in front.

I saw a piece of gold bricks, under the effect of the annual ring channel, constantly floating up and introduced into the blackstone card, and in less than three minutes, the entire warehouse even the shelves where the gold bricks were placed were collected by the blackstone card.

When the brilliance of the annual ring passage converged towards the black stone card, Zheng Fan, who was forced to endure the feeling of dizziness and vomiting, quickly hung it around his neck and staggered two steps.

After a period of exploration and research, although Zheng Fan already has a lot of experience in the control of the Blackstone card, he can't help but feel tired from vomiting blood when he uses it to collect such a huge gold reserve.

"As long as I focus my attention on the blackstone tablet, I can have a certain mental reaction with this object, which may be the spiritual power mentioned in Professor Chen's archaeological manuscript, but unfortunately this spiritual power is colorless and intangible, and can only be accurately studied with the help of some scientific instruments." Zheng Fan looked at the small tape recorder that had been prepared early in the morning, as well as a candle.

"Click~~~"

Zheng Fan, who was lighting a candle a little farther away, quickly returned to the position he had just sat down and pressed the play button of the tape recorder, and there were sounds such as bird chirping and waves in the sea.

Hearing the natural and primitive sound released from the tape recorder, Zheng Fan straightened his spine, gradually closed his eyes, adjusted his breathing, relaxed his whole body, and then slowly opened his eyes, and his gaze slowly moved up from his thighs.

Feeling a little more relaxed, Zheng Fan began to stare at the candlelight that was not far away, focusing on its inner flame, outer flame, color, size, and shape, trying not to blink his eyes, and in less than a while, tears were already flowing naturally.

As Zheng Fan slowly closed his eyes again, visualizing the candlelight at the center of his eyebrows, until the impression of the candlelight became blurred, he opened his eyes again and stared at the candlelight, repeating it constantly, maintaining a state of concentration and relaxation.

In the end, Zheng Fan, who was sitting in the vault, had already lay down and reached a state of true relaxation throughout his body.

"I am lying on a green grass, soft, soft, fragrant, blue sky without a trace of clouds, babbling streams, slowly flowing by, unknown wildflowers, competing to open, a cow with its cubs walking in the distance, children around them playing to their heart's content, a cricket jumping around in the ground, and the birds on the tree are singing......" Zheng Fan, who closed his eyes, is completely following the instructions of yoga meditation, expanding his imagination, as if self-hypnosis.

If at this time, Ji Er and the others at the entrance of the vault knew that Zheng Fan was in the vault, doing such simple yoga meditation, and the price was so cheap, I was afraid that they would all have to fall to the ground.

However, Zheng Fan, who was sneaking around, really fell asleep, but I don't know if it was because he was too tired, or if the yoga meditation had the effect.

Although there is no public report on the manipulation of international gold spot and a large amount of gold reserves by Century Holdings, it is a tacit secret for the international capital market and some people with extraordinary identities in the political and business circles.

Unlike Zheng Fan, who is busy hiding his wealth, Xiao Yue is constantly pacing back and forth in a spacious office on the tenth floor of the Rainbow Building in Pearl City, China.

"With the fierce capital operation ability and the strange supernatural foundation, which way is the key to Zheng Fan's life? It seems unusual for Tafook Bank to make gold reserves this time. Xiao Yue was wearing a loose white and black-collar suit, and although her face was beautiful, she looked sickly, as if she was in poor health.

Since Xiao Yue's spiritual base was devoured by Zheng Fan, her weak appearance has not improved, especially when the weather changes in the seasons, as soon as there is a wind and grass, her weak body will react as soon as possible.

"Bell! Clang! Clang! ”

When Xiao Yue revealed a touch of hatred, her office door had already been knocked on.

"Auntie."

Zheng Teng, who is dressed in a suit and has some dark skin, looks quite stylish.

Although Zheng Teng should call Xiao Yue his aunt, but because she was adopted by the Xiao family when she was a child, she has no real blood relationship with Xiao Xiuzhi, so just like Zheng Fan, he calls her aunt.

"What's the matter?"

In Xiao Yue's opinion, Zheng Fan, a cousin, has more ambition than he can.

"Some time ago, we operated very smoothly, joint Zhuang Shen Technology, has successfully pulled up shipments, these days affected by the Asian economic turmoil, the domestic stock market has also fallen a lot, is it to pick up some chips on the dip?" Zheng Teng was quite respectful to Xiao Yue on the surface, and asked for her opinion.

"The Asian financial crisis is so serious, even if the domestic capital market is relatively closed, there will be no decent market, it will not fall well, you are not in the bank to operate the stock on the mind, it is better to persuade your aunt, seize the time to finance our Tianxiang investment group." Xiao Yue sat in front of the boss's desk, shook his head and thought about it.

"Auntie, you don't mean to say that the strategy of going abroad, right? With my aunt's relationship in China, there is no need for us to go abroad for development. Zheng Teng frowned, as if he was dissatisfied with Xiao Yue's tendency.

"What do you know, after the Asian financial crisis, Southeast Asian countries and Russia, there will inevitably be very valuable real assets, if we can investigate, choose a good investment target, and obtain rich investment returns, it can be expected that compared with the domestic closed capital market, foreign financial derivatives leveraged trading, is the way to open huge interests." Xiao Yue glanced at Zheng Teng and said.

Xiao Yue actually received the news as early as when Tatfook Bank set up an investment company in Russia, he was staring at Yan Weikuan, the investment director of Texhong Investment Group, and got a lot of views on the international economic trend from him.

In Xiao Yue's view, although Yan Weikuan is in China, Texhong Investment is one of the group companies under Century Holdings, and the research reports of Century Holdings and Tatfook Bank alone, as well as some economic views conveyed, are enough for Yan Weikuan to broaden his horizons and have unusual considerations about the pattern of the Asian financial crisis.

"My aunt advocates going out, and my aunt wants to invest in domestic corporate stocks, I can't say bad about your thoughts, but in the final analysis, now the profits of our Tianxiang investment still come from the direct operation of the domestic stock market and futures market." Zheng Teng looked at Xiao Yue and didn't seem to agree with her point of view.

"Earn a little money to be content with the status quo, how can the group become bigger, only practical steps, the road will be wider and wider, now the opportunity is in front of you, if the Asian financial turmoil passes, the opportunity to rapidly grow the group will also be missed." Xiao Yue's face was gloomy, and after she finished speaking, she lit a lady's cigarette.

"It's not as good as this abroad, is my aunt sure?"

Zheng Teng's sneer asked, faintly disdainful.

"Absolutely."

Xiao Yue replied very affirmatively, the reason why she was confident was more due to Yan Weikuan's card and the relationship that Xiao Xiuzhi had accumulated as Zheng Fan's mother.

Just when Xiao Yue and Zheng Teng's ideas collided, the underground vault of the headquarters of Tatfook Bank was extremely quiet.

Time passed slowly, although the underground vault couldn't tell the difference between day and night, but as the hunger in his stomach became more and more intense, Zheng Fan, who was lying in the empty treasury, gradually woke up.

"It looks like I'll have to rest for a while before I can fully recover." Zheng Fan, who was sore, didn't pay attention to the candle traces, but just put away the small tape recorder, estimating that Ye Qian was coming to deliver food again.

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