The days calmed down all of a sudden, Qi Shan calmed down, and Abe developed in a hurry, restoring his strength and power.

I found an intermediary agency, and only spent tens of thousands of yuan to register an investment company. Limited liability, the legal representative was installed with the name of the Black Tower Warrior, and Qi Shan was hidden behind the scenes.

Entering the stock market in the name of the company, using Zuozuo's ability to trace the source of information, and using the time difference of network delay to disperse tens of thousands of accounts for high-frequency trading of stocks, the capital problem is easily solved.

Using this method to speculate on stocks is like taking an answer to the test, and there is no need to repeat it at all.

Every account moves differently from day to day, with ups and downs, losses and gains, and it doesn't attract the attention of anyone who cares, but when you add up the daily profits of these accounts, it's a staggering number.

Qishan's assets are rising geometrically every day, and the funds have been circulating in the Hong Kong stock market for about ten days, and have entered the NASDAQ and Europe one after another, and Japan and Southeast Asia have naturally not let go.

The Hiroshima agreement is just around the corner, and speculating on the yen exchange rate at this time is simply a money grab.

With funds, Qi Shan's movements have also become bigger.

First of all, I bought a new 38-storey building near Queen's Road, which is currently being renovated.

I found a few brokers, opened the way for money, and directly pulled an independent cable from the power plant, and the daily power supply was huge.

Coupled with the absorption of space-time fragments to accumulate energy some time ago, the luxury passenger ship on West Kowloon Harbor was finally converted with nanoworms.

Now that passenger ship belongs to Qishan through and through, as long as you find a time for it to have an accident, sink to the bottom of the sea, and then change its appearance, you can get it completely.

However, Qi Shan was not in a hurry, he also wanted to see what the God of Food's version of Zhou Xingxing looked like.

Since the last time he heard Ah Miao say it, Qi Shan has also started to investigate the matter of the God of Food, but he has not found Zhou Xingxing, nor has he found the so-called God of Food Group.

Even the chicken sister who sells peeing shrimp on Polish Street has not been found.

Over there, he found a lot of gangsters with familiar faces, which made Qi Shan pay attention.

As for Zhou Xingxing of the Flying Tigers, after the truant Weilong incident, he disappeared without a trace.

With Zuozo's ability, it was only in the police system that he found the documents of his transfer to the traffic police, but he couldn't find that person anyway.

This made Qi Shan a little more conjectural about this plane.

The young Chen Haonan is following his trajectory, he has followed Brother B to the streets, and has followed the team many times, and he has been cut by others.

Recently, I heard that I offended a big brother and was arrested and beaten, or I was beaten by Brother B, and I went back, and the matter was quite big, and the old boys talked about it for a long time.

It's a little strange to say, the reason why he bought this building is because Qi Shan found a small shop selling cuttlefish balls in a residential area not far behind this building, and the owner resembles Liu Qingyun.

Qi Shan was a little curious, and ate there for several nights in a row, and then saw her.

The girl's version of Wu Qianlian.

looked at the cold temperament, indifferent expression, and numb eyes, coupled with the hospitable and cheerful Liu Qingyun. Qi Shan immediately thought of the name of a movie "32 degrees Celsius".

This is a story about a female killer who pursues love, and is finally betrayed by the killer's agent and hangs up.

Old-fashioned in all senses, Qi Shan still remembers it vividly.

He still remembers that when he watched this movie back then, Wu Qianlian's dress, her actions when she shot, and her indifferent expression after killing all gave him a deep shock, and she was unforgettable for a long time.

The first one is always very memorable, and even after watching the Hollywood version of the female killer, Qi Shan also tasted the comparison with Wu Qianlian.

To this day, he still remembers some of the character settings.

This woman is a killer, she lives in Hong Kong and works in neighboring countries, Southeast Asia, Japan, South Korea, Taiwan, Macau, but never does anything in Hong Kong.

The only time he worked locally, he was betrayed by the killer's agent and died a miserable death.

The reason why Qi Shan paid attention to her was not because she was beautiful and smooth, but because she suddenly remembered something.

In the movie world, killers are a very cool profession, brutal, rich, killing people cleanly, and different in every sense of the word.

They are good at finding people, disguising, infiltrating, and trying to complete tasks by all means.

This is exactly what Qi Shan needs.

Manpower, weapons and equipment, money, information channels, these things are not lacking, what he needs is to be able to think, and it is not possible to have subjective initiative.

Although there are a few months of lull, there will always be new traversers and new quests generated.

Instead of doing it yourself every time, why not borrow local power.

It was late at night, and there were few pedestrians in the alley.

In Alang's small shop, there are no more diners.

It took him a long time to clean up the kitchen, so he carefully cleaned the stove and kitchenware, and sat in front of the stall in a daze, staring at the chandelier stupidly.

He suddenly stretched out his hand, turned the chandelier off and back on, looked back, saw that there was no one, and lowered his head in disappointment.

"Are you waiting for your Chinese ghost story?"

The voice sounded behind him, Ah Lang turned his head and said with a smile: "It's you!" I really don't understand why you two have to come so late every time? It's not good to come early, the thing is very fresh, and the cuttlefish balls will not have elasticity after a long time. ”

Qi Shan stretched out his arms, and the bodyguards behind him took off his suit, hung it neatly on his hands and feet, bowed slightly, and turned around and walked out of the alley.

At the head of the alley, the headlights flickered, and the bodyguard opened the door of a Mercedes-Benz and sat directly in.

Look at the Mercedes Benz that has fallen back into darkness.

Ah Lang shook his head and said, "I've been here so many times, this time I should always tell me, which young master are you, right?" Driving a luxury car in the middle of the night, I ran to the alley to eat fish ball noodles, I really haven't heard of it. ”

Qi Shan said angrily: "So many mouths, hurry up, I've been hungry for a long time." Add more cuttlefish balls, less soup, don't add your rotten green onions, just look at the color, you know it's not today. Brother Alang, aren't you afraid that the guests will have a bad stomach? ”

"Big guy, you are you. I have daily rent for water, electricity and gas here, plus the consumption of plates, bowls, cups and chopsticks, I can't earn much money every day, of course I have to save it, besides, it's just green onions, except for you, the eldest young master, who will be more serious? Now, if you don't count it, I'll add a few more cuttlefish balls to you. ”

Ah Lang lowered his head to cook noodles while teasing casually.

Qi Shan smiled slightly, but did not answer.