After the New Year, the joy of the New Year has come to a successful end.

The spring sowing of the new year kicked off.

Lu Fanhong's stock is getting better and better.

In the past two days, the market has suddenly suffered a negative situation, and the international situation is unprecedentedly tense. When the United States tested a new type of drone, it accidentally killed the general of a large Middle Eastern country as a target.

This incident caused a panic plunge in the global stock market, and Lu Fanhong immediately made a decision to sell one-third of his Mustang Motors, losing less than 2 points.

At noon, a European passenger plane was shot down by a Middle Eastern power**, and the panic escalated again.

In the afternoon, the market leaked wildly, closing down more than 80 points, while Lu Fanhong's wave software, due to the small increase in the early stage, only fell by more than 1 point.

In the evening, the Middle Eastern powers began to take revenge, dozens of ***, flying to the military base of the neighboring country.

War is on the verge of breaking out.

At the opening of the next day, hundreds of stocks fell to the limit.

Lu Fanhong did not believe that war would break out so easily, that the world needed peace, and that local strife was inevitable.

So, when he saw that Goldwind had only fallen by 5 points, he bought all the remaining money into the stock.

At noon, the president of the United States came out to speak, laid a soft egg, and called for a peaceful solution to the crisis.

At the opening of the afternoon, the broad market index reversed in a V-shape.

Today, he replaced Goldwind with Wave Software, and he saw that the market value on the books had exceeded 500,000.

At present, the full position wave software is waiting for it to soar.

In the past few days, Lu Fanhong has not been idle, he is implementing his plan.

When he was fine, he ran to Zheng's factory to help him plan for the media, so that the old machine was printed with brilliant colors.

Seeing that he was so proactive, Mr. Zheng thought to himself, this stupid boy bit the hook, so he asked him if he had thought about it.

He still used his wife as a shield, and said very aggrievedly: "The money is in my wife's hands, and she said that she would give me the money only when she saw the product." ”

So, Mr. Zheng ordered the post-processing equipment, and it will arrive in a few days.

Lu Fanhong found that this time Mr. Zheng really had to do a big job, and he was already recruiting workers.

Mr. Zheng likes fishing, so he does what he likes, and uses his weekends to drive himself and go fishing in the surrounding fish ponds.

While fishing, he talked nonsense with Mr. Zheng, and while Mr. Zheng was happy, he inadvertently learned some grievances between him and Boss Li.

Mr. Zheng felt that this stupid boy Ma Zai was not bad and had use value, so he slowly relaxed his vigilance against him.

After catching a few big fish that day, Mr. Zheng was happy, so he asked a few bigwigs in the industry to eat fish, and took him and the fish to a restaurant together.

Of course, Zhang Yi is indispensable at the wine table, and when I see him, I still call him Mr. Lu as always.

After three rounds of drinking, the bosses have become ordinary people.

Lu Fanhong used many years of sales secrets to position himself as a little plum, and Zheng Que Qian was the queen mother he served.

Mr. Zheng has ever been the master, he has always been a little plum in front of Zhang Yi.

This was happy, but he couldn't stop the car, and he didn't eat a few bites of food, so he drank and lay down.

There were many people that day, and Zhang Yi was a little unhappy, but she didn't say anything.

Lu Fanhong helped Mr. Zheng to lie down on the sofa, took off his down jacket and covered him, afraid that he would vomit, and found a trash can and put it next to the sofa.

Everyone laughed heartily and praised him for his filial piety, and he was stupid, touching his head and smirking.

Immediately after that, the second round of battles began.

He did the same to liven up the atmosphere.

He used all the jokes told by Wang Liang in the company for the wine table culture, and after each talk, he picked up the wine glass, walked off the stage like a singer, shook hands with the audience, and then drank it all.

There was no thunderous applause in the audience, but laughter after the 100-meter sprint.

After a few glasses of wine, the joyful atmosphere reached **, and everyone regarded Lu Fanhong as a pistachio and kept amused.

Zhang Yi couldn't hold it back, she had always been the center of the wine culture of the bigwigs, and as soon as the alcohol came up, it was revealed.

She saw Lu Fanhong holding a spoon as a microphone and roaring vigorously. She took off her cloak and used him like a steel pipe, and her body writhed like a snake.

Everyone was drunk and confused, and they looked stupid.

Her figure is as sexy as her dancing posture, her red lips are slightly open, the peach blossoms are flickering, her legs are slender, her waist is soft, and the temptation of her fingers is great, my mother! Those colors are gone.

Lu Fanhong also cooperated with Mr. Zhang's dance rhythm to simulate the funny expression of Alzheimer's disease.

The audience burst into laughter and set off a second **.

A few bottles of liquor were drunk, and several bigwigs were not satisfied, and another case of beer was served.

Lu Fanhong made fun of Mr. Zhang again, and stupidly asked a few questions that adolescent teenagers were most interested in, and the answer was still a brain teaser.

How can a veteran of the love field know the problem of Leng Touqing.

The answer was not satisfied, and everyone coaxed: drink.

Mr. Zhang drank a lot of beer again, and the liquor was mixed with beer in the stomach, commonly known as deep water**, and the pressure in the submarine increased sharply, and she rushed directly into the bathroom in the moment before the explosion.

When she came out, she was already unstable on her feet, and if it wasn't for Lu Fanhong's quick hands and eyes to hold her, she fell to the ground.

Lu Fanhong helped her to sit down in a chair, her face was pale, and her lips still had the filth that had not been wiped away.

Now it's okay, the wine is finished, the boss who paid the bill has fallen, and he, a wage earner, is left to clean up the mess.

Lu Fanhong called the waiter, swiped his card, and when he looked at the bill, he was startled, 1,800 yuan.

A cold sweat broke out on Lu Fanhong's head, how can he explain when he goes home? The ears are miserable again!

What if everyone left, leaving behind two living ancestors?

He remembered that he had been slapped and that he had to pay it back twice.

When I walked to the sofa and was about to do something, I found a mobile phone on the ground.

He estimated that Mr. Zheng fell out of his pocket and was about to put it back, but suddenly he thought, isn't he very curious? Why not take a look?

So, he clicked on the first few WeChat chat records to find the one with the most information.

I don't know if I don't see it, and I'm shocked when I see it.