Jian Han changed into comfortable loungewear, found a comfortable position on the bed, picked up the tablet, and quickly searched for "Wall Street Predator" starring Leo Harder.

Before opening the video, she habitually glanced at the video comments, and unexpectedly, the comments were seriously polarized:

- The big male god is still spicy and handsome, kneeling and licking the screen!

- Keep your eyes open and see clearly, this is a scumbag, okay!

- Scum, that's also a super super handsome scumbag, as long as the face is good, everything can be forgiven!

- Hehe, the upstairs is light, if there is such a person by your side, I guess you won't be able to sleep! PS, Leo Hard's acting skills are absolutely actor-level, but I can't get used to seeing some people look at their faces and talk.

The more Jian Han looked at it, the more surprised he became, what kind of character did Leohard create, he was called a scumbag, his fans didn't refute it, and he couldn't even sleep, such terrible words appeared.

What kind of scum will make people unable to sleep?

Jian Han couldn't wait, she directly chose to maximize the playback window and clicked play.

On the endless African grassland, a golden male lion is like a golden lightning, from far and near, rushing wildly, and then running all the way away, as he runs, the background behind him tilts a little, and gradually transitions from the wheat-colored grassland to the bright starry sky, and finally the shadow of the golden lion appears in the moon like a jade plate, two lions raise their heads at the same time and howl, and four big characters emerge - Double Lion Pictures!

Jian Han was deeply impressed by this film company, because of the rise of "The Legend of the Mage" starring Leo Hard, the eight major Hollywood film companies have become nine major film companies, and Leo Hard has several films, all of which are invested by this film company.

The film begins with a narration, "A little east of Wall Street, sits the financial center of New York, where hundreds of millions of dollars are closed every second, hundreds of junior traders, all dressed in red vests, busy like worker bees on the trading floor, and their dream is nothing more than to become an independent broker, on the second floor of the trading floor, with their own office." ”

The camera follows the voice-over, from the modern city streets to the financial center of New York, and then into the trading floor, zooming in and out, finally, among the countless junior traders in red vests, a shy young man.

He has black hair, bangs that block most of his forehead, and bulky black-framed glasses, which inevitably gives people a feeling of being honest and bullying.

He looked up at the movements on the second floor, and was caught by the little brown-haired companion beside him, who had some fine freckles on his cheeks, and a pair of eyes were quite flexible, and he sneered unceremoniously: "Don't look at Worf, even if you work hard until the day you retire, you won't become an independent agent!"

Another tall trader heard his words, grabbed the little brown-haired man's shoulder, and gave a righteous and awe-inspiring advice: "Jim, don't tease him!"

He changed his words: "Who doesn't know the name of Wolf Yidan now!" Hahahaha-"

While laughing, he rudely reached out and took away the quotation in Worf's hand, swept it at a glance, and burst out laughing again: "One order, another order, and there is only one order in Worf's hand, hahaha, how can there be customers willing to let you place an order!"

"What the hell are you doing with Wolff!" When the black-haired young man was in distress, a rough voice suddenly interjected, and at the same time, the quotation in the hand of the tall trader was also snatched by the comer, who was wearing a white shirt and black trousers with two black slender straps hanging on his shoulders, the neckline was slightly loose, and his thin face was tense.

The tall trader, who was still alive just a moment ago, carefully withdrew the arm that was on his companion's shoulder, and he called out very stiffly and softly: "Mr. Monchi—"

Mr. Monch didn't even look at him, grabbed the quotation in his hand, and looked at Wolf, "I told you to place an order two hours ago, what are you doing?!" You were delayed for two hours, do you know how much money the customer lost?!"

When Mr. Monch was furious and roaring to vent, the traders in red vests around him were silent, and they were busy with their heads bowed one by one, for fear that if they were not careful, they would be burned.

Holding his head in his hands, Wolf stammered and explained, "First, sir, I think it will be more expensive to wait for half a day—"

"High?! Have you seen the real-time quotes? Two hours ago, it was a profit of five percent, and now it is close to the limit!"

Wolf crouched in place, his big man huddled in a ball, looking very pitiful.

Mr. Monch, however, was already furious, and pointed at Wolf viciously, and announced, "Starting tomorrow, you go and work as a cleaner!"

Before he could finish speaking, a laughing voice rang out: "Aha, Monchi, my old friend, what makes you so angry?"

With the appearance of this voice, in the camera, the traders in red vests stood up straight, their faces facing the direction of the camera, and showed a flattering smile one by one.

As soon as the camera turned, a tall white old man appeared on the screen, he was dressed in a white suit, red striped tie, with a shy belly, a smile, and looked very amiable, standing out under the arch of a group of independent agents in black suits.

Monchi reluctantly pulled the corners of his lower lip and said hello, "Clarke, hello." ”

Clark didn't seem to see how stiff Monchi's smile was, he took the quotation from Monchi's hand, only glanced at it, and said with a smile: "This list should have been submitted two hours ago, right?" ”

As soon as he spoke, the red vests showed admiration and admiration one by one, there are thousands of stocks listed in the New York Financial Center, Meng Qi can tell the market in one bite because he is paying attention to this stock, and Mr. Clark just glanced at the quotation, and accurately said the single stock market, or the market two hours ago!

The red-clothed novices have limited status and can only follow Mr. Clark with a burning gaze, and the black-clothed agents around him don't have many worries, and after glancing at each other, they all spoke out and praised each other.

Mr. Clark looked around gently, handed the quotation back to Monchi, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Young man, it's normal to make some mistakes, didn't we all come from red vests at the beginning!" ”