At ten o'clock in the morning on Wednesday, the broad futures office on the 27th floor of the S Futures Exchange was extremely lively, and Cheng Cheng was infinitely sympathetic to the secretary Xiao Ye to dial 120, and there was a female customer in the key customer room who was crying and grabbing the ground and almost fainting.

The customer was originally a retired university teacher, with an original capital of more than 200,000 yuan, and she somehow hit more than 36 million yuan in the cotton futures, which once became a myth in the futures exchange, and also won the reputation of a "cotton hero".

Cheng Cheng once asked the risk control specialist of the trading department to pay attention to her account for several months, and repeatedly reminded her to pay attention to her position, but this aunt did not take risk control in her eyes at all under her reputation, and once threatened to have a relationship with cotton, but unfortunately the cotton plummeted in the last two weeks, and the aunt became a cotton defeat and also cotton - due to insufficient margin, she was liquidated one after another! Today is Monday, and the opening market has been liquidated again, and the current account withdrawal amount is left...... 200,000?

In this regard, in addition to sighing and sympathy, Cheng Cheng is also helpless for this aunt. In the financial market, some people got rich overnight, and some people committed suicide by jumping off a building overnight, and before this aunt, there was a female strange woman in Taiwan who turned 500,000 to 80 million in stock index futures, and lost all her money in a few trading days.

When Zhou Qiaofangfei's call came in, it was when the 120 stretcher carried the fainting female client out.

Cheng Cheng held the microphone tiredly, "...... Feed? ”

Zhou Qiaofang on the other end of the phone noticed that her tone was wrong, and immediately asked nervously, "Why is it weak, is it uncomfortable?" Before the words fell, he waved at the three henchmen who were listening with eyebrows and ears.

Cheng Cheng tried to make his voice sound less trembling, "120 just rescued a female customer, I think it's a pity......" The desperate expression of the female customer when she passed out appeared in front of her eyes again.

"Oh, the gambling market is cruel in reality, and any customer who enters the market knows that investment is risky, so you don't have a psychological burden." Zhou Qiao Fangfei comforted her extremely gently, and quickly picked up his coat and rushed out of the office.

Outside the office door, three people who pretended to have something to do in the office area of the president's secretary saw a flower, and Zhou Qiaofangfei's elegant figure was no longer visible.

"Money basket?" The handsome Ajie looked stunned and looked at Zhou Qiao Fangfei's back.

The old fox rolled his eyes and spread his hands. "You don't have to look at me with affection, I know as much about it as you do."

The two of them turned their eyes to Ah Yong, who had been stranded in the door for a few seconds because of his shoelaces when he came out.

The dignified-looking Ah Yong stumbled, "Uh, I heard a little bit, I guess this call should be Zhou Dameinan's ...... A mysterious lover who has been haunted by her dreams for a year, right? ”

Ah Yong is just born with a simple and honest appearance, but he is actually a thoughtful person. He had known Zhou Qiaofang for ten years, and he had never heard that kind of intimate tone, nor had he seen that kind of gaffe anxiety.

"Wow." The two dissatisfied people, according to Ah Yong, were beaten with no image. "You look honest enough, but you're dishonest? Knowing that Zhou Dameinan has a situation, dare not share it? ”

Under the heavy blow, Ah Yong jumped up and down, "It's just a guess in my heart, next time...... Absolutely share next time".

Well? And next time? The two of them ran out after Ah Yong again