As an old ancestor who loves to drink, Xi Zuer was embarrassed, covered her lips and coughed twice.

"That, it's not wine that harms people, it's people who don't have self-control, little mouse."

"I know, ancestor. My dad is a guy with no self-control! Do you think he can still be saved? ”

Xi Zuer raised her eyebrows helplessly: "That's it." Let's go in and take a look. ”

Walk to the door.

Suddenly stopped, as if sensing something, thoughtful: "Is there a separate room inside?"

"Yes, yes, I'll open a VIP room!"

==

Stock exchange.

Lounge 1.

The man leaned idly on the sofa with a glass of red wine in his hand.

The exchange manager is respectfully reporting: "Fourth master, in the past month, the securities trading in Qingcheng has been very active, we have done a few deals, scraped the money of retail investors several times, except for a small mistake in the middle, the rest are more than 80% profit margin, a total of 300 million ......"

Stock trading, in essence, is a gamble.

Since there is gambling, there is a bookmaker.

Most ordinary shareholders don't realize that their money is actually a trap for the market maker.

First of all, I will give you a few points to rise, so that you can taste the sweetness, and in an instant, it will be endlessly falling down, occasionally rising a little, but next time it will fall harder, and the cycle will repeat, and you will be deeply trapped.

And the difference in the middle was quietly sucked away by the dealer.

But the investors feel that they are unlucky.

The next time I have a little money, I still invest it without hesitation, until I am addicted, until I am all trapped, until I go bankrupt......

Nangong Mo is one of the big dealers behind the manipulation of the imperial stock trading market.

Commonly known as the financial chaebol.

He listened to the report that his subordinates had earned 300 million, and his face was not only not good-looking, but he sneered: "Patronizing and putting gold on your face, but passing your mistakes." Is it a small mistake or a big mistake? ”

The manager was in a cold sweat: "I damn it, I damn it!" Fourth master, the amount of that mistake was really not big, only more than 10 million. It was a new customer who suddenly came to the exchange, took the dog and luck, and suddenly hit the two bull stocks where we sat in the bank, and left immediately after taking our money during the pull-up period, which was settled on the same day, and there was no way to make him spit it out. ”

The transaction he said was the one that Xi Zuer took Wu Minghao to do, and more than 10 million yuan was used to keep the jewelry for Xiaosha to dowry.

However, Nangong Mo was not satisfied with this explanation: "Ten million is indeed not much money. But...... It's my face that I'm losing face. ”

The manager trembled, looking at Nangong Mo's expression, thinking of the restaurant manager who also belonged to the Nangong Group in the imperial capital two days ago, after Nangong Mo's inspection, he fell into the sea and was dismembered by a shark.

He felt that his life was in danger!

There is also sea water here in Qingcheng.

There are sharks too.

He doesn't want to feed the sharks!

Therefore, he hurriedly added a report: "Fourth master, we will never allow this kind of poor retail investors to take away our money." So from that day on, I was staring at this account, and finally I was staring at the opportunity, and yesterday I made a trick to induce him to buy a junk stock, and this time he had to fall bankrupt. ”

It's just poor Wu Minghao, the stock that he bought last night!

Nangong Mo's face finally returned to normal, the red wine glass in his hand shook, and he took a sip: "Go on." ”

If you dare to snatch meat from him and eat it, you must have the consciousness of being skinned and eaten by him.

The tension in the room finally eased slightly.

On the other side of the sofa, Nangong Meng, who was wearing a black hoodie and looking cool, pouted and spoke-