Going in in pants and coming out with a bare ass is a true portrayal of the stock market.

Of course, this is only for those small shareholders, and if the big investors behind it fight, it is enough to cause a small financial storm.

When Yan Murong went to find Mo Jiana, Su Qingwu had already woken up, and after a few phone calls, a faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

"Awake?"

At this time, the little snake pushed the door and walked in, looked at the gauze wrapped around Su Qingwu's arm, took out a bottle and put it in front of her, and said. "Use this, it won't leave a scar."

"Thank you." Su Qingwu didn't refuse, she took it calmly, looked at the little snake, and asked softly. "You've known him for a long time?"

"Which one?" The little snake asked with a smile.

"Yan Murong." Su Qingwu said. "Have you known him for a long time?"

"It shouldn't last long as you." The little snake smiled and said. "I think it's in my early teens."

"Can you tell me about him?" Su Qingwu said, thought about it, and added. "Tell me about him over the years."

"Why don't you ask him yourself?" The little snake grabbed the pen that Su Qingwu put on the table and skillfully turned it in his hand. "You two are also childhood sweethearts, you ask him, and he will say."

"I don't dare." Su Qingwu shook her head. "He's got his secrets, and I'm a person who doesn't like to dig into other people's private — but I'm just curious. In that place called Happy Village, he had a big fight with the old man in his mouth, and I had never seen anything there. The people there were strange, and the man he called the old man even stranger - my gut told me that there was much more to the story behind him. ”

"He's got a fart story." The little snake couldn't stop laughing, and after a while, he said. "Let's put it this way, he is a Tulang who has been nesting in the village for more than ten years, and he has no story except for some kung fu and medical skills."

"Perhaps." Su Qingwu smiled undeniably and asked. "Can you tell us how he's spent all these years?"

"Of course." The little snake nodded and said. "Since you've been there, you should know what's going on there. Except for going out to the doctor with the old man and the master, he basically lived a life in the mountains and springs, but as for the peasant women, there was none. ”

Little Snake originally wanted to be called an old man like Yan Murong, but when the words came to his lips, he still changed to a master. It is true that she is the third killer in the world, but she still has the traditional genes of Chinese women in her bones, and she has always done a good job of respecting teachers and respecting teachers - so, compared with Yan Murong, the number of beatings she has been beaten is basically negligible.

"You still won't tell me." Su Qingwu shook her head and chuckled. As far as she said, a woman's intuition is very accurate, and she feels that Yan Murong's matter is far from being as simple as Little Snake said.

"Looks like I've failed as a human being." The little snake giggled, stood up, and said. "You stay here, I'm right next door, if there's anything to call me."

Looking at the back of the little snake, Su Qingwu thought to herself, there are only two people in the world who can make this woman tell the truth.

One is Yan Murong, and the other is the old man in Yan Murong's mouth-

A villa on the outskirts of Switzerland.

A short, stocky, middle-aged man with thinning hair hurried in.

It snowed today, and the temperature dropped by nearly ten degrees, but this man was sweating profusely, I don't know if it was because he was running too fast, or because of his figure.

Kunlun was boxing in the yard, a set of fierce eight-pole boxing tigers and tigers, from time to time there was a sound of fist wind breaking through the air, countless snowflakes falling from the sky were shaken apart by the punch, and his body was not sticky.

Seeing the stocky man running in, Kunlun stopped punching and grinned. "Song Xueli, it's snowing so hard outside, why don't you roll the sheets around your wife at home and make a few more mixed-race babies?"

"Kunlun, quick, go and inform Zheng Shao, the company-the company has an accident."

Song Xueli bent over, put his hands on his knees, and shouted to Kunlun out of breath.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I'll talk about it when I'm out of breath." Kunlun said with a smile. "Look at you fat, you're tired of running two steps, but you have to lose weight."

"Oh, Brother Kunlun, Kunlun ancestor-"

Song Xueli called out anxiously. "Hurry up and inform Zheng Shao, I don't have time to joke with you, if you don't notify Zheng Shao, something will happen, I couldn't get through to him before, but I'm in a hurry."

"What a big deal?" Kunlun asked strangely, looking at the expression on Song Xueli's face like a dead father, he no longer laughed.

"How big of a deal? Big deal. Song Xueli gasped and said.

Song Xueli is the name of this short and fat man. He is the head of the Nordic region of Zheng Wuming's investment industry, and of course, he chose to stay in Switzerland because it is safe enough.

When he followed Kunlun into the villa, Zheng Wuming was sitting on the sofa in the living room, while roasting the roaring fire in the fireplace, holding a book in his hand, reading it in a daze.

"Zheng Shao, something happened, something happened."

Seeing Zheng Wuming, Song Xueli didn't care if it would disturb him to read, and the two little short legs ran fast.

"Old Song, what are you panicking about?" Zheng Wuming's brows furrowed slightly, but he still had a smile on his face and said. "What's wrong? Is the project I invested in bankrupt? ”

"Zheng Shao, don't be kidding." Song Xueli wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and said urgently. "It's not the project you invested in that went bankrupt, it's your company that has an accident."

"Company? You say Thunder Investment? Zheng Wuming was slightly stunned and asked. What's wrong with the company? ”

"Something is wrong." Song Xueli said. "I also came over as soon as I received the news, and I couldn't get through to you all the way - as soon as the NASDAQ opened, our company's stock was sniped, and the other party's funds are very large, so far, we have acquired two percent of the shares in the market, and we are still taking over."

Hearing Song Xueli's words, Zheng Wuming's brows furrowed and asked. "Can't you find out who did it?"

"I can't find it." Song Xueli shook his head. However, the money is huge, and now the company's share price has been pushed down by two percentage points by their strength, and many retail investors have begun to sell in large quantities. If this continues, I am afraid that by the close of today, the stock price will fall sharply. ”

"Su Qingwu, what a means." Zheng Wuming shook his head and sighed, and when he raised his head again, his eyes became extremely sharp. "Kunlun, prepare the car and go to the company. Song Xueli, give you twenty-four hours to call all the company's traders in Northern Europe to the company - since she wants to play, then I will accompany her to have a good time. ”