CHAPTER XXXVII
When Chen Mo admitted that he was very interested in stock trading, Yang Qindong didn't think of what kind of "interest" Chen Mo was so-called. It wasn't until he stood behind Chen Mo and watched Chen Mo use an afternoon to buy no less than 20 stocks, without a single mistake, and Chen Mo's original capital for stock speculation increased from 100,000 to 360,000, that he really realized Chen Mo's "interest" and "talent" in stock trading.
For a gold medal agent who has been immersed in the entertainment industry for many years and can make full use of his connections to make profits for himself, Yang Qindong will also get some inside information from some big bosses in addition to socializing, buy a few stocks to make some extra money, and when he is lucky, his worth surges by millions, tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions overnight, and that kind of experience is not unprecedented.
For example, when Huaxia Entertainment successfully raised funds and went public a few years ago, most of the company's veterans and heavyweight artists became rich overnight. Become a billionaire.
For Yang Qindong, whose net worth increased hundreds of times overnight, Chen Mo's move of turning 100,000 yuan into more than 300,000 yuan in one afternoon was nothing in numerical terms, but it brought an indescribable shock to Yang Qindong - Yang Qindong was not shocked by Chen Mo's ability to make money, but by his accurate operation and judgment ability.
Before this, Yang Qindong had never seen such a person who could grasp the timing and value so accurately when trading stocks. It wasn't until today that he saw Chen Mo's operation that he had to admit that there were really people in this world who could do such a demonic Cheng dΓΉ.
"Are you sure you're not lucky enough to make money on any stock?" Even after witnessing the miracle with his own eyes, Yang Qindong couldn't help but ask suspiciously.
Chen Mo hooked the corners of his mouth with a smile, and echoed Yang Qindong's words: "Yes, I don't know what's going on, today's luck is very good." β
What about liars, right?
Yang Qindong looked at Chen Mo with a damn face, if it is good luck to choose one stock, and it is also good luck to choose twenty stocks in a row, then this luck is much against the sky. If you really get to that kind of Cheng dΓΉ, then luck is also the cliff is all about strength, right?
Yang Qindong thought for a while and asked tentatively: "Then when you buy stocks in the future, can you sue me?" β
No one is afraid of a lot of money, especially this opportunity to make hundreds of thousands of extra money by making a phone call at your fingertips. The most important thing is to follow Chen Mo to speculate in stocks, how much money you make is second, this kind of sour and refreshing buying one of them is a last resort, which is even more difficult to refuse than doing and loving gaochao.
Yang Qindong is also a normal man, of course, he can't resist the pleasure of this absolute control.
Chen Mo just smiled when he heard Yang Qindong's words, and said, "From today to the end of this month, I will probably buy twenty stocks every day. If you want to, follow me and buy it. But I'm self-financed, and I can't guarantee that I'll make all of it. β
"Of course." Yang Qindong nodded with a smile and stretched out his hand to Chen Mo, "It's up to you in the future." I'm going to put my wife on the ground. β
This is obviously a joke. Chen Mo also laughed and said, "Then you have to be careful." Maybe you'll lose money that you can't afford to marry a wife. β
"Then I will be able to squeeze you without any burden. After all, I'm an agent, and it's only natural to get paid from artists. Yang Qindong said with a smile and reached out to pat Chen Mo's shoulder.
At seven o'clock that night, Mu Yu, who was busy with work in the company, remembered to call Chen Mo. At that time, Chen Mo's body was lying on the double bed in the bedroom, but his mind had sunk into the system space, repeating the role play about Sun Ce in "The Legend of Eastern Wu of the Three Kingdoms" again and again.
The dynamic ringtone of the mobile phone broke the silence of the bedroom, Chen Mo opened his eyes, looked at the thick night outside the window, and picked up the mobile phone from the bedside table.
By the time the two arrived at the hot pot restaurant, it was almost eight o'clock in the evening. Both of them were a little hungry, and ate seven or eight plates of meat, two plates of shrimp slippery and two plates of green vegetables.
After the meal, Chen Mo habitually ordered two bottles of yogurt that can promote digestion, Mu Yu watched Chen Mo hand one of the bottles of yogurt to him, and said a little helplessly: "I don't like to drink this." β
"So do you like stomach digesters?" Chen Mo raised his eyebrows, smiled and said, "Didn't you also say that it looks too strange for a big man to drink yogurt." β
Mu Yu smiled dumbly, so he had to nod and say, "Okay, I'll accompany you - it can be regarded as an apology for being late today." β
Chen Mo saw Mu Yu drinking yogurt hard, and hooked the corners of his mouth with a smile.
Early the next morning, Chen Mo packed his luggage and returned to the film and television city.
At this time, there is only one week before the Chinese New Year.
This is the first time Chen Mo has spent the New Year in a strange world. There is no familiar family, no familiar friends, and even people who are annoying. Only Chen's father and Chen's mother were by their side, and the two of them each reported a red envelope to Chen Mo, one was 6,666 yuan, and the other was 8,888 yuan, hoping that after Chen Mo received the red envelope, he would be able to be smooth and healthy in the coming year.
Chen Mo took the red envelope and thanked Chen's father and Chen's mother. What flashed through my mind was the memories of spending the New Year with my family and friends in that world.
This is the loneliest and lonely year Chen Mo has ever had. Although the phone calls to visit the blessings before the year and the year have not been broken. But for Chen Mo, the loneliness that has been immersed in the bone marrow since he woke up in this world is unprecedentedly strong.
Even if the Spring Festival Gala in this world is actually very good, the show is wonderful and there is nothing to complain about, even if the adults and children in the neighborhood gather in the community square downstairs to set off fireworks, the sound of children's noisy screams and the sound of firecrackers are mixed together to look full of New Year's flavor, even if the dark night sky is rendered like a painting by fireworks of various shapes, it looks like a projection of another world, but it still can't dispel the loneliness in my heart.
I want to cry, it's like being abandoned by the whole world.
Chen Mo stood alone on the balcony, watching the lights of every household in the cold night, gathering into thousands of lights. The cold wind was cold, and I don't know when the sky was fluttering and sprinkling a little snow, and the stars fell on the face, body, and hands, as if the tears in the eyes were not held back, and in the blink of an eye, the tears rolled down and dripped on the hands. Blown by the wind, it was cold and cold.
The TV set sounded the countdown of New Year's Eve, from ten to nine to eight...... Chen Mo also counted silently in his heart, and then the mobile phone rang suddenly. Chen Mo subconsciously glanced at the caller ID, and it turned out to be Mu Yu.
Subconsciously connected the phone, and Mu Yu on the other side of the phone was also standing on the balcony, staring at the watch and counting down, "Three, two, one, Chen Mo, Happy New Year." β
Suddenly, the sky was full of fireworks.
A low and magnetic voice came from the earpiece, and Mu Yu smiled lightly: "Chen Mo, Happy New Year." β