In fact, Ai Mo is not completely unincomprehensible, but he did not turn the corner all of a sudden. An Ju had instructed him before not to let Scarlet Dream find out that someone was staring at them, but Annan's approach was undoubtedly fighting in the ring with others!

"It's okay." Annan knew Ai Mo's worries and said: "I don't use one or two accounts, there are so many accounts, he can't catch who is behind the scenes, besides, although he was forced by me to have no choice, so he had to be exposed, but it all let me know that Scarlet Dream has a behind-the-scenes operator, can I still be afraid of them?" ”

"You mean, Scarlet Dream also has someone in control of the stock? Isn't the regulation very strict now? This kind of artificial manipulation of stock prices should not be allowed! ”

Annan sighed a few times, obviously sighing at the simplicity of Aimo.

"Do you know how many merchants there are in the world? Do you know how many of these businessmen are trying to find a way to play the game? Now I can tell you with certainty that An's previous guess was absolutely right. Scarlet Dream not only left a trail in the cloud dream, but also prepared in the securities market, first borrowing market forces to push stocks down, and then using newer stimulus to regain market attention. At this time, if they are their own people, maybe his friends or something, anyway, it is not a big organization like a fund company, let them coax, and someone in the market will immediately follow suit. After going higher, I will spit out the shares that I ate before little by little, which is not a small profit! ”

Annan shook his head as he spoke, obviously very shameful about this method. Of course, he didn't feel that he was doing something similar, he just made money with his own speculation and ability, and it wasn't him who created this game, and it wasn't he who got these profits in the end, but he was very at ease.

This was still a few days ago, but An Nanqian told him not to speed up immediately, and wait for his report to come out, he didn't want to take on any other work so soon, he knew that as long as he had anything to do with Yun Zhimeng now, he couldn't get out.

Ai Mo has been struggling with whether to go high speed Anju, since Annan told her honestly, she naturally trusts her as a person, and she is even more difficult to live up to. Fortunately, Yun Zhimeng distracted Ai Mo's attention, and he was trapped for a few days because of Qianlian's matter, and the time was not too difficult.

"Did he ask for anything?" Anju rubbed her temples and waved the projected image away with one hand.

"No, every time the message of the file remarks is read to you, this time it is longer." Ai Mo shook his head, hesitated for a while, and then said: "Actually, he told me about it before the holiday, and it was basically the end of the season at that time, and he just told me not to tell you." ”

Since Annan came to complain by himself, it means that the time to keep secrets for him has ended, and Ai Mo is finally able to tell An Ju about it, she looked at An Ju with some embarrassment, but An Ju smiled indifferently.

"Oh, I mean, how could he be so well-behaved, and he wouldn't come out of anything! It turned out to be at the end, it doesn't matter, he has really worked hard for a long time, I think if he didn't know about our holiday together, I'm afraid he would have to rest for a few more days before he took the initiative to contact again. Hmph, whoever asked him not to tell me the truth, he deserved it if he didn't take him. ”

Ai Mo blamed himself a little at this time, he knew that Annan had finished it, but he didn't expect to call him for the festival together, thinking about the complaining tone in the letter, and the desire for reunion between the lines, Ai Mo felt goosebumps.

An Yang knocked on the Ling core, and the blue light on the Ling core flashed.

"Contact Annan and ask him if he's free, and we'll go to Encore's freeze-frame time to sit down."

"Message sent."

"Do you want to make it up to him?" Ai Mo asked, thinking of the sweet and soft zongzi he had eaten before, and he also wanted Annan to taste it, now that the festival has just passed, there should be materials to prepare.

After a while, Ling Xin's voice sounded, "Reply to the message, Yun."

"Yo, you're shaking my face!" An Ju supported his chin with one hand: "If you hadn't told me just now that he started to finish before the holiday, I would really believe it!" ”

Ai Mo smiled suddenly, it seemed that his mouth was still too fast.

"Xiao Ai, you see if there are any arrangements for a while, after these things are dealt with, let's go to Yunzhimeng to find him, he doesn't want to come, then only we go!"

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Yun Zhimeng, Xiao Ai's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked away a little uncomfortably, Nanfeng Song, that is, Annan, the whole person seemed to be unhappy at the moment, not really angry because they didn't call him during the holiday, but this environment made him uncomfortable.

In a locked martial arts arena, Xiao Ai Fufeng and An Zhiruosu stood on one side of the field, and Annan, who wore the name of Nanfeng Song, was on the other side, wearing initial clothes, and the level was only level 12, with a look of anger and helplessness, which seemed a little out of place with this bloody martial arts arena. He pointed to An Zhiruosu and Xiao Ai in the wind, but he couldn't find the words for a while.

"Aren't you busy, so I've come here to find you! Teleportation is too troublesome and a waste of money, so it's not as convenient as this martial arts arena, and it's connected everywhere. An Zhiruo saw Nanfeng Ge crossing his waist, as if he was thinking about speaking, and hurriedly spoke first. Since the little uncle wants her to be soft, it is not impossible for her to occasionally express it, and since she wants to act, it is okay to accompany him to act.

Nanfeng Ge's face was a little better, but he just denounced a few words, and thought he was going to fight for this! Of course, Annan is not afraid of fighting, but now at this level of equipment, isn't fighting just looking for abuse?

"Alright, there's something to talk about." Nanfeng Ge sits on the ground, and each performance of the martial arts arena is also time-limited, and few people use this as a place for tea parties like them.

"Little uncle, I know that you have worked hard recently, let my brother prepare some different flavors of zongzi for you, I have sent someone to send it to you, remember to eat it after a while! There is also a preparation of mugwort leaves, which you hang at the door to ward off evil spirits. And ah......"

An Zhiruo Su screamed one by one, saying the same thing, Xiao Ai watched Nanfeng Song become vibrant from a wilting flower and bones, and then gradually bloomed and became vibrant, as if he had the majesty of an elder. It seems that Annan's temper is accurate, it's just that if you want to be coquettish, I'll let you.

The time of a competition is not long, it will be almost there in a while, a one-minute countdown appeared in the upper right corner of the sight, Xiao Ai looked at the two people who were talking happily and smacked his tongue a little, where did he see the needle point when they met for the first time. Ai Mo didn't expect that he would come to the martial arts arena as soon as he went online, and he grabbed Annan into the room for this, and he didn't expect that the martial arts arena would have such a happy day.

"Oh, yes." An Zhiruosu stood up and took out a sachet from his arms, Xiao Ai glanced at it in the breeze, and the word "Su" was embroidered on it. "This is specially made for you, niece has not forgotten you!"

Nanfeng Ge took the sachet and looked at it over and over again, his eyes showed satisfaction, but he tried his best not to show it, pouted and said, "It's not your own hand, so you can only wear it in the game and play with it."

"Why didn't you do it yourself, don't think it's easy to do it without needle and thread in the game, and you can't miss a process of cutting and sewing! Don't forget it. An Zhiruo gave him a blank look.

"Since it's your intention, I can't sweep your face." said that he was afraid that An Yu would take it away, so he quickly hung it on his body.

An Zhiruo didn't debunk it, but added with a smile: "This is an ornament, it doesn't have any attributes, it can't be picked up in battle, and it can't be traded in the martial arts arena, you can't take it now, I'll send it over in a while, remember to take the letter and pick it up!" After speaking, the white light lit up, several people were teleported out, and Nanfeng Ge's hands were empty.