"Come in and take a break, what's your name?" Cheng Liping pushed open the door, went in and sat on the sofa, and threw a can of beer to the two of them.

"My name is Zhang Yang, and his name is Cai Yashi." The hairy child on the left is more active, and the refreshing interface replied.

"How old are you?"

"I'm 15, he's 14." Zhang Yang puffed out his chest and said, looking at his posture, he seemed to think that he had grown up.

Fourteen or fifteen years old, a young man, this is the age when he should be in middle school. There is no need to worry about other questions besides test scores. But the problem that these two children have to think about every day is not to read and study, but to survive. Cheng Liping couldn't say what he felt in his heart, but he felt that although the long night was long and the sky was full of stars, it was difficult to close his eyes and fall asleep peacefully.

That's life. A bizarre and bizarre life.

Staring at dawn, Cheng Liping called Liu Weiguo and asked him if he had set off. Liu Weiguo said that he had just had breakfast and was about to ask He Yong to take me to the station. Cheng Liping said Then you wait a minute, I will send you two more furry children, you can take them with you. Although Liu Weiguo felt a little weird, he didn't ask much, and immediately asked He Yong to drive and go straight to the villa in the west of the city.

Cheng Liping hung up the phone, woke up the two hairy children lying on the sofa, and asked if the two of them were willing to learn a skill and make a name for themselves in the future. Zhang Yang and Cai Yashi are both young and ignorant, they have watched a lot of TV series, and they have always longed for heroes, listening to Cheng Liping say this, they don't know what medicine Cheng Liping sells in the gourd at all, and his head is like a chicken pecking rice.

"If you go, don't be afraid of hardship." Cheng Liping said solemnly.

"I'm not afraid of death, but I'm still afraid of hardship?" Zhang Yang grinned.

When Liu Weiguo, who was not smiling, came to the front, the expressions of the two were not so relaxed. The uncle had a green stubble on his chin, no smile on his face, and pointed to the car behind the two boys, then turned his head and nodded to Cheng Liping, and sat back on the co-pilot. He Yong stretched out his head and said hello to Cheng Liping, and without waiting for the two boys to react, he drove towards the Chengxi Passenger Station.

This Brother Liu is cool again. Cheng Liping chattered dissatisfiedly.

After eating some food on the street, Cheng Liping returned to the villa, turned on Xu Jingwen's computer, and quietly waited for the stock market to open today. In addition to the shares of Yuanyuan Flour Group, the votes of Zhibang Industrial were also added to his own list. The K-line chart of the two tickets is very similar, after the opening all the way up, out of a bull line, and then all the way down, forming an inverted V. The only difference is that the stock of Zhibang Industrial once rushed to a very high position, while the ticket of the distant flour group has not seen the glory and has been bleak.

At 9:15, Zhou Jianjun's phone call came in.

"Mr. Cheng, Shouchang is here with me, if there is any movement on the side of the surname Shi, please let me know."

Cheng Liping frowned, Zhou Shouchang was so uncontrollable, this is not good news. But this money was made by Zhou Jianjun alone, and Cheng Liping couldn't say anything, so he could only respond vaguely.

At half past nine, the stock market opened. In the distance, the stock price of the flour group is like a dead snake, swinging there calmly, and it only has two cents up and down. A large number of selling orders were hung on the panel at a flat price, and the share was calculated, which seemed to be the shares held by the sixth uncle. Switching to the stock page of Zhibang Industrial Group, Cheng Liping was stunned for a moment, this stock on the cusp of the storm actually walked out of a stiff big white line and closed a price limit.

was fined 200 million by the Securities Regulatory Commission, and was stared at by major media, such a stock actually pulled the price limit, who is to reason with this. Cheng Liping doesn't know what's going on, because he is a pure novice in the stock market.

At the same time, there are also Huang Chengzhuo and Guo Tie who can't understand. The two originally thought that the stock of Zhibang Industrial Group would continue to be under pressure and downward, but this time it would fall by more than five points, but they thought that within fifteen minutes after the opening, a large number of buying orders poured in, and countless sell orders were received, and the stock was lifted to the price limit by net inflows.

"Is Wang Zhibang really so rich?" Guo Tie turned the pen in his hand and stared at the computer screen.

"Yes." Huang Chengzhuo pouted, looking a little puzzled.

"But even if he really has so much money, why would he enter the market at this time? If no one takes his plate, won't he go bankrupt? Guo Tie was well-informed and immediately threw out his own questions.

"You ask me, who do I ask?" Huang Chengzhuo rolled his eyes.

Guo Tie scratched his head, bit the pen again, grabbed the mobile phone in front of him and called his friend. "Hello, Jane Ao, I'm a potsticker. Is it convenient for you now, please help me check the funds of Zhongyan Investment Company and see if it has been moved out by Wang Zhibang. ”

After a few minutes, Guo Tie received a reply from the other party. The other side told Guo Tie conclusively that the hundreds of millions of funds in the account of Zhongyan Investment Company had already been frozen by the Licheng Municipal Party Committee, and no one could use the funds before they were unfrozen.

"In that case, who will help Wang Zhibang at this juncture?" Guo Tie was really confused this time.

The most confused person is actually Wang Zhibang, he is ready for the stock to fall to the limit, who would have thought that God would play such a big joke on him. When the stock began to turn red, Wang Zhibang couldn't sit still, his eyes were looking directly at the electronic screen hanging on the office wall, muttering to himself in a low voice, while instructing his assistant to find out what was going on.

An assistant snorted and said: "Mr. Wang, there is nothing to check, it is just that hundreds of millions of funds have flowed in, and the board is hard sealed." ”

"Nonsense, who would joke with hundreds of millions." Wang Zhibang was overjoyed, but at this moment he didn't dare to take it lightly, after all, the tightrope walking some time ago consumed too much energy for him, and he really didn't want to experience it anymore.

"But, that's the truth, Mr. Wang." The assistant said embarrassedly.

Wang Zhibang barely suppressed his excitement, and thought over and over which master would help, but after thinking for a long time, he couldn't get the point, so he had to call his eldest brother. Wang Dunru also noticed this situation, thought for a few minutes, and said that it was not Director Bai in the capital who made a move, for so long, he has not moved, which is a bit unreasonable.

Wang Zhibang was overjoyed in his heart, and secretly said yes, how could he forget this great god. He is a big leader at the deputy ministerial level, and with a casual sentence, it is easy to transfer hundreds of millions of funds. But having said that, Wang Zhibang always felt that something was wrong, calmed down and thought about it, and finally remembered that when Zhibang Industrial Group was listed, there was once a Beijing institution that put in 300 million funds. When the stock price rose to 20 yuan, they chose to cash out and leave, and directly made more than double the profit. Could it be that these funds are operated by Director Bai behind the scenes?

Wang Zhibang's team is inclined to this speculation, because the listing of Zhibang Industrial Group was promoted by Director Bai, and if he really fell off the altar, his face would be too ugly. Wang Zhibang was relieved, it turned out that the two little reporters were open-mouthed, deliberately saying that Director Bai was missing, and they also took the trouble to transfer Director Bai's news activities, saying that he had not shown up for two months, and it was very likely that he was controlled by the Commission for Discipline Inspection and so on.

Since Director Bai is willing to help at this time, it means that Zhibang Industrial Group is in a desperate situation and is about to come to Jitai. Wang Zhibang weighed the ticket in his hand, if he could pull it up to more than twenty yuan again this time, he must take off his gloves. Even if the leaders at the top repeatedly emphasize that major shareholders are not allowed to reduce their holdings without authorization, he must go against the wind, and no one can take money out of his hands.

"Mr. Wang, phone." The assistant reminded from the side.

Wang Zhibang returned to his desk, saw that the tail number displayed on the landline was a string of familiar numbers, and knew that the sixth uncle on the other end of the phone suddenly showed an impatient look on his face. Since the stock price began to decline, this sixth uncle couldn't hold his breath and repeatedly wanted to transfer his shares to Wang Zhibang. Wang Zhibang is still too busy to take care of himself, how can he care about the life or death of the sixth uncle, and keeps pushing that there is no cash in hand, and he will talk about it after a while. Later, the sixth uncle called Wang Zhibang's mobile phone again, but Wang Zhibangquan didn't see it and didn't answer it once. The sixth uncle did not give up, and began to call Wang Zhibang's landline again, even if he called dozens of times a day, he still persevered.

Wang Zhibang held the microphone, hesitated, and picked it up. "Sixth brother, hello."

"Brother, congratulations, the price limit is closed today." The sixth uncle smiled insincerely.

"Oh, the sealing plate is only ten yuan, which is far from before." Wang Zhibang said.

Uncle Sixth is very congested, the stock price of the distant flour group is now a piece of eight cents and nine, and there has been no movement for the whole morning. He longs for this stock to be active, if it can't go up, you can go down hard, and it doesn't matter if there is even a fall limit, at least it proves that there are still people paying attention to this ticket. is half-dead like now, and the volume is pitiful, and the sixth uncle really has no score in his heart.

"When will the ticket for the flour group be raised?" The sixth uncle asked tentatively. He is not a fool, seeing so many funds into the plate of Zhibang Industry, he thought that Wang Zhibang had found a rescuer.

Wang Zhibang straightened his waist and said heartily: "Sixth brother, don't worry, we are the Licheng plate, Zhibang Industry will pull it up, and your ticket will rise." ”

"It's not moving, it's two hours in the morning, and it's two cents up and down."

"Don't worry, Brother Liu, don't worry. Shareholders don't have such a long-term vision as ours, and they haven't discovered the potential of the flour group yet. ”

The sixth uncle's face was pale, and he was almost angry and foul-mouthed, you Wang Zhibang is really in the sky now, even the sixth brother dares to fool him, if the flour group is really so promising, why should the ticket in your own hand be transferred to Cheng Liping, that bastard. However, the sixth uncle is an old man after all, and this anger circled around his throat a few times, and finally swallowed it back into his stomach.

"Well, brother, then I await your good news." The sixth uncle said tepidly.