The purple-robed woman was still standing in front of the waterfall, her eyes becoming colder and colder, and her disappointment gradually turned into anger. The pool felt her emotions throb uneasily, and the trees rustled and birds and beasts scattered.

The morning light climbed up the hill and over the treetops, dispersing the fog and illuminating half of the waterfall.

Half like silk, half like the starry sky.

The purple-robed woman floated into the air, the purple-robed robe moved without wind, and a drop of water flew from the waterhole into her fingers. I saw her jade fingers flick, and the water droplets flew out like arrows, hitting the junction of the silk and the starry sky, and the water droplets disappeared into the waterfall. After a while, a half-moon appeared in the starry sky, and a shadow fell on the silk, and then the moon and the shadow turned into a huge bubble, through which the morning sun illuminated a corner of the waterfall, which was a bottomless black hole.

It was as if a "curtain" had been opened, and someone was going to go in or out.

The water in the deep pool seems to be still, like a piece of green jade, light and bright. All this lasted less than a breath, and the purple-robed woman only glanced into the waterfall before leaving.

She can't see it now, and she won't be able to see it for another 10,000 years.

Shortly after she left, the same scene played out again, but it was remarkably quiet, and the "curtain" was opened again, and a young man walked out, covered in dirt, like a tomb robber who had just come out of a robbery hole, and he closed his eyes facing east, feeling the warmth of the morning sun, and a wicked smile on his face.

......

The rain in the south lasted for nearly half a month, and this climate made people extremely tired, but Mu Vanity and Zhong Hui didn't think so. The temperature in Xiamen has dropped to the lowest point since this summer, and those who have been living indoors for a long time can open their windows to breathe in at night when the temperature is right.

Sihan should be the most idle among the three, and she can play games at work, and in just a few days, she has reached the 5th level.

Mu Vain Rong still reported the sorted out stocks to Zhong Hui step by step, and always maintained the control of 7 stocks, but the speed of reading was faster.

Still, it's a little worse.

Mu Vain was a little anxious, he didn't have time, so he decided to come by himself.

"I'll come tomorrow".

When Zhong Hui heard this, he first felt a sense of relief, and then some expectations, since the battle with Gao Feiyang, Mu Vain Rong has never done it himself. Now two years have passed, and I don't know what kind of realm he has reached.

The next morning, Wood Vain was silent as he adjusted his keyboard and mouse. Sihan and Zhong Hui moved two chairs and sat beside him with anticipation, not daring to come out.

As soon as the stock market opened, Mu Vain Rong began to move in his hands, his speed was not fast, not much different from Zhong Hui, but the accuracy of the operation was indeed much higher, and there were almost no misoperations. Anyone who has played the game knows that it is not difficult for a person to reach 300 APM, but it is very scary to maintain this speed while maintaining a 100% effective rate.

Wood Vanity is such a terrifying existence.

For a whole morning, he controlled 9 stocks at the same time, and when the market was closed, the original 300 million funds rose to 390 million. Zhong Hui was not shocked and sighed, his week's achievements Mu Vain Rong only took one morning, and Si Han was very curious about what kind of character the person who defeated Mu Vain would be.

By the afternoon, the stocks controlled by Mu Vain rose to 10, and by the end of the day, the funds were just over 500 million.

He took a deep breath and smiled at Zhong Hui and Sihan.

For a day, none of the three people in the office said a word, and Zhong Hui and Sihan didn't know what to say to express the joy in their hearts. Everything that Wood Vanity does seems too prosaic and understated to take it for granted.

There is not a word, but it is full of romance.

Suddenly relaxed after extreme exhaustion, there was a feeling that the body had been hollowed out after the battle. Zhong Hui sat on the chair and didn't want to move.

"Would you like to open a bottle of champagne and celebrate". Wood Vain turned off the computer and said to the two.

Zhong Hui was still immersed in the amazing operation of the wood vanity and the physical and mental exhaustion, and only reacted after half a ring, and said with great excitement: "I'll get it."

Sihan was relatively calm, she was happy for Mu Vanity and sad for herself, such emotions were difficult to rise, and she couldn't pretend that nothing had happened. Zhong Hui glanced at her, her eyes full of sympathy and helplessness. This also reminded him of a person who had the same expectations as Sihan, sighed, and said to Mu Vain: "Let's have a meal to celebrate, Zhang Ying has asked us several times, why don't you do it together."

Mu Vain Rong glared at Zhong Hui and said, "If you talk well, we can still play together."

Zhong Hui drank all the fragrant guests in the cup and said, "If you can take Zhang Ying down, it means that you are still a man."

"Don't you think it's inappropriate to say such things in front of girls"?

"Whether it's suitable or not, I'll inform Zhang Ying."

......

Located north of the Huai River, Shanghai is a coastal city like Xiamen, and was once an island colony in modern times. During the more than 30 years of colony, the islanders committed many crimes that were indignant to the people, and in the end, the Chinese guardians could not bear it anymore, and did not hesitate to break their oath and ruthlessly attack the immigrants of the island countries to be bloodbathed. Hundreds of years have passed, and the air in Shanghai still seems to be filled with the resentment of the people of the two countries who died in that era. This history is a tragedy for both peoples, and it has led to a resentment between the two countries for centuries.

Gao Feiyang walked by the Huangfu River, looking lonely. After living in this place full of resentment and sorrow for 2 years, he has always been resentful but has never been sad, but at this time he is very sad, because of the pressure from the Sun family, because there are people coming from the south.

Mu Xirong is also under pressure, and her mood is not low or low, nor can it be said that she is high.

Mood often dictates appetite, and he looks at the dishes served by the waiter, not knowing how to start.

Zhang Ying was still struggling with why Mu Vanity and Sihan appeared together, and his self-introduction was a little sour.

"My name is Zhang Ying, and I am a classmate of Vanity and Zhong Hui."

"Hello, my name is Zheng Sihan, you are so beautiful." Sihan said a little shyly.

"Thank you, you're beautiful too".

Zhang Ying is indeed very beautiful today, a set of slim clothes sets off her bumpy figure, and she wears light clothes, and she looks carefully dressed up. Sihan is still dressed plainly as always, with a delicate figure and face, looking at it with a sense of pity for me, but it has a different flavor.

Both of them are beautiful women, and if such a conversation is heard by others, they will definitely think that they are flattering each other.

They are all beautiful, but I don't know if they will be beautiful tonight.