Luck, whether you've won a lottery jackpot or picked up someone else's wallet, has prerequisites. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info you first have to buy a lottery ticket or pass by on the way where someone dropped their wallet. Chu Ji'an believes that Ma Bancheng's luck comes from relationships and that eloquent mouth. Without these, the skin will not be left with hair.

He has already destroyed the foundation of Ma Bancheng's good luck, and then look at the futures performance. A few days after the futures market ended, Ma Bancheng has become a man of the hour, the officialdom of the tobacco market earthquake, many leaders moved to other places, Ma Bancheng's sister-in-law Xu Yuyun retired directly, Chu Ji'an decided to start futures trading again.

Chu Ji'an did the opposite at this time. In the past, it was always against the market, but now it is following the general trend, entering with a full position, no longer closing positions frequently, and insisting on holding positions.

The hundred-legged insect died but did not stiffen, and the first few days were still very profitable. Chu Ji'an didn't believe in this evil, he waited patiently. Four days later, the situation began to change.

Next, Emgrand Group almost repeated the Wanqun incident.

Soybean meal, soybean oil, and soybeans reached the top of the market, touching the price limit, and then turned around and went straight down, all over the market. However, Emgrand Group held a full overnight buy order, and the margin began to be insufficient. In the next few days, there was a sharp decline, and wave after wave of contracts were forced to close their positions. Fortunately, it was the weekend that temporarily prevented the bleeding behemoth from collapsing immediately.

On Monday morning, looking at the busy city outside the window, Chu Ji'an was full of ambition. The sharp fall in the past few days has greatly damaged the vitality of the Emgrand Group, but this is not enough, the Emgrand Group must fall into a state of no recovery in order to satisfy Chu Ji'an. He thought hatefully, and suddenly poured the whole can of beer in his hand down to his neck, and with the strength of his hand, in the crunching sound, the beer can was pinched flat, and the blood-red eyes of Chu Ji'an muttered: "Emgrand Group, I don't want to see your next sunrise!" ”

At 9:30, the market opened. The market opened low and fell to the limit, the futures account of Emgrand Group was liquidated, and the assets of more than 60 billion yuan were completely wiped out, shaking the entire country. Brother Fenghuo has become Brother Ding Crab, and the unborn god of futures has also become an unavoidable failure case in the history of futures and written into textbooks.

It's time to take a break and leave to watch the fire from the other side, Chu Ji'an's soul left Ma Bancheng, returned to himself, and waited for the next good show. At this time, when I examined Knowledge, I found that my cultivation had not increased much, and it was still at the level of the beginner, and the same was true in terms of data, which had only improved a little bit to reach 521. The value in the introductory level is 1000, while the value in the lower level is 100 million. My path to cultivation is very long. Don't dare to slack off, get up early and go to bed late, and practice diligently every day.

During this period, he went to the house of the old man who succeeded in the first invasion and quietly left 500,000 yuan. The note reads: There is no need to open your eyes all night long, and repay your life for not raising your eyebrows. The deceased is gone, and the living are cherished. Money is given to the elderly, and may they live a long and healthy life.

All this money comes from the crooked. Now, money doesn't mean much to Chu Ji'an. For the rest, he took advantage of the night to scatter it in the slums of Yanshi, hoping to bring a little help to these poor people who did not have their own land and had a meager salary.

Looking back at Ma Bancheng, the scenes of bankruptcy and divorce were staged one by one as expected. Ma Bancheng fell from the top of the clouds into the abyss, owed a huge debt, and his family was scattered. The huge Emgrand Group has been completely wiped clean.

Two months later, in the cold wind, Chu Ji'an met the unrecognizable Ma Bancheng. At the beginning, he was as fat as a pig, and he was as thin as a bamboo pole, ragged, and dirty in a garbage can.

He was intently picking up the garbage, and from time to time he stuffed what he picked up into his mouth and ate it. Passers-by were in a hurry, and no one noticed that this beggar-like thin man was a commanding horse.

When there was nothing left to eat in the garbage can, Ma Bancheng gave up rummaging and walked forward blankly.

Winter nights are always in a hurry, and under the street lamps, Ma Bancheng curls up in a ball, aimlessly wandering alone in this big city.

Snow began to fall in the sky, the temperature dropped to unbearable levels, and the roads were sparsely populated. Ma Bancheng walked and fell down. Chu Ji'an stepped forward to pull him up, only to feel that his palms were cold, and he was almost unpopular. Looking at this sluggish and depressed man of nearly fifty years old, he sighed inexplicably and said, "You also have today." ”

Ma Bancheng looked at him blankly, not knowing anything, just grinning he.

Chu Ji'an went to a nearby fast food to buy him a hot meal, and watched him gobble it up. Then he took him to a hot bath, combed his long hair in a ponytail, and changed into a thick cotton coat. Finally, he got a baseball cap and put it on him, with a long ponytail hanging down the back of his head, which at first glance looked like an old artist.

Lead him to the train station. On the way, Chu Ji'an took out an mp3, a headset was stuffed into Ma Bancheng's ears, and the other was listening to it by himself. The only song in it was played, and the grief-stricken song sounded:

It knows the nightmare

It knows that dreams are empty

It only tells that a lifetime is pain

Who wants laughter to turn heavy

It seems to be a trick to live or not to regenerate

Death is dead, and death is like the wind

......

Ma Bancheng liked to sing very much before the defeat, and now listening to the song, he showed a weird smile. Chu Ji'an held back his tears and gently patted him on the back, and asked with a smile, "Sounds good, right?" ”

Ma Bancheng nodded heavily.

When I got to the station, I stuffed the mp3 into my pocket and asked him to listen to the song and stay in the chair and wait.

Then I bought two sleeper tickets for Jinguancheng, whose destination is thousands of miles away, and went to the station supermarket to buy a large bag of snacks and drinks. After getting into the car, he fed Ma Bancheng two pieces of Valium and watched him fall asleep on the sleeper. I got off the train at the next stop and took the bus back to the tobacco market overnight.

Chu Ji'an didn't want Ma Bancheng to die of cold like this, he wanted him to live, in a place where he had no relatives, and he was exiled to another country. His father does not know his whereabouts, and he will also be missing, and he will suffer the pain of life worse than death!

The next day, Chu Ji'an came to his mother's grave. It's been a long time since I've been here, and I don't have a face. My mother's grave was flooded with dry weeds, and the cold wind blew, and the weeds trembled like wires, and it was desolate and desolate.

Chu Ji'an cleaned up the weeds and repaired the grave. Then he set up the fruit and incense candles he had brought, and burned the paper money. Kneeling on the ground, touching his mother's tombstone, crying loudly and tears. The mournful cry startled the birds in the nearby weeds and flew away.

Chu Ji'an cried enough, and said to his mother with a tearful smile: "Mom, Ma Bancheng is finished." Vengeance has been avenged, rest in peace underground! ”

Near noon, extinguish all the underground fires. Chu Ji'an was about to leave the cemetery. Looking up at the sky, the clear blue sky is high and wide, and the mountain breeze is mighty and refreshing.

Chu Ji Anli straightened out his trench coat, looked in the direction of the Emgrand Group, and said to himself: "Kill another one!" ”