The next morning, Xiamen ushered in a heavy rain, the rain was very urgent, and I was afraid to make a noise on the window. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoMu Shurong stood in front of the window, looking at the city shrouded in rain, her thoughts a little confused.

He lit a cigarette, took two deep breaths, and waited quietly for the stock market to open.

Zhong Hui sat on the sofa next to her, her hands trembling slightly because she was nervous.

Sihan didn't know what they were going to do, and looking at the two of them like this, they also became nervous together.

After a while, Mu Xirong turned around, her expression was extremely serious, and she asked Zhong Hui, "Are you ready?" ？

Zhong Hui nodded.

"Five, no problem, right"?

"Yes".

Mu Si Rong reported 5 codes in a row.

"c6c9d1j2r2 buy".

Hearing his command, Zhong Hui began to tap on the keyboard, and every time Mu Si Rong finished saying a code, the corresponding stock appeared on the computer screen almost at the same time, and the speed was extremely fast.

Sihan watched dumbfounded.

"C9 sells, E3 buys".

"R2 buys, J1 sells".

Mu Shurong was still talking about the code, and Zhong Hui continued to type, always holding 5 stocks in his hand.

Outside the window, the water on the road was accumulating, the tires ran over the road, splashing, and a puddle appeared on the driveway, which was quickly filled by the surrounding water. Pedestrians with umbrellas, walking in a hurry, some too late to dodge, their pants wet with splashes, stop and curse. The mountains in the distance were covered with a layer of mist, misty and hazy, and seemed to become mysterious.

In an office building in Yuanbo Park, the temperature was unusually low, the air conditioner was overloaded, and a low roar was heard from time to time. Sihan felt a little cold, and shrank on the sofa to close his eyes to recuperate. Mu Shurong and Zhong Hui were still busy, the sweat on their foreheads was connected, and the big ones fell down.

They have been working continuously for 3 hours.

"All out".

Mu Shurong said.

Zhong Hui threw out all the stocks and stopped what she was doing.

Report the number.

"An increase of 9.6 percent".

"It's okay, let's get here in the morning."

The Huaxia securities trading system is different from that of the West, with rules for rising and falling limits, and the range is limited to 10 percent.

In order to prepare for the SH trip, they took out all the company's working capital, plus bank mortgages, a total of 150 million. After a few hours of operation, the income is nearly fifteen million, and if other people know about it, they will be quite shocked, but in Mu Shurong's opinion, this is just okay.

These three words really make people quite speechless.

In the afternoon, the same scene continued to be played, but the number of stocks held became 6, and Zhong Hui operated faster.

The rain was sparse and it was falling for a whole week, and Sihan stood in front of the window and listened to the sound of the ticking rain, which was very wonderful.

On the weekend, when the stock market was suspended, Mu Shurong still got up very early, and then toured the stock market dynamics of the week, doing some analysis. Zhong Hui slept until noon, ate something casually, and sat on the sofa looking at Sihan with a demented face.

"The way you look now, you look a lot like a nymphomaniac."

Sihan came back to her senses, her heart was empty, like a little girl who had been secretly discovered, trying to find a place to hide herself.

"You don't have to deny it, I know, when you meet a man like him, almost no woman is not tempted." After saying that, he pretended to sigh.

"What do you sigh for"?

"Sihan, in fact, I have always wanted you to be together, but it backfired, I don't understand his insistence."

Sihan was a little flustered when he heard this, and he had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

"What do you mean"?

"He's going to the north, he's going to find someone." What should come is always coming, and what should be sad can't be hidden. Zhong Hui is worried that Sihan is trapped in the abyss of love and wants to cut off her love thread as soon as possible, although he is very reluctant to tell the truth.

"Woman".

"Hmm".

Sihan suffers from gains and losses, and his heart is very blocked and lost.

She was confused and needed an explanation.

"Why did he do this"?

"Because of a big gamble, it's a long story, you want to know, I can talk to you in detail."

For the first time, Sihan felt that Zhong Hui's way of speaking was very annoying.

"Love to say but not to say".

Whether Sihan listens to him or not, he will say it, because they are a team, and what the team needs most is trust. He didn't want to deceive Sihan, and he didn't want what happened 2 years ago to happen again.

"It all started three years ago."

Zhong Hui fell into deep memories.

。。。

At the beginning of the business, their team consisted of 3 people, in addition to Mu Shurong and Zhong Hui, one was their senior in college, Gao Feiyang. Gao Feiyang, like Mu Shurong, is a very talented person, and at the same time, he is also a person who does not follow the usual path. Three years ago, the two of them abandoned their usual investment methods and pioneered the trading methods they use now. At that time, it only took them half a year to accumulate hundreds of millions of funds, and the explosive speed made the Chinese financial community in an uproar, and at the same time attracted the attention of many people. Young and frivolous, they thought that they could conquer the Chinese financial world in this way. However, the future was not as good as imagined, and such days did not last long, and there were disagreements between them.

In Zhong Hui's opinion, there will be differences between them, and the main reason is that they have different personalities, Mu Xirong is steady and introverted, high-flying, arrogant, and ambitious.

Personality determines life, and different personalities will surely make them have a completely different life.

When money cannot satisfy one's ambitions, it can only be filled by fame and fortune. The appearance of a man gives Gao Feiyang a chance and ends their friendship at the same time. At the instigation of that person, Mu Shurong and Gao Feiyang made a big gamble that caused a sensation in the entire financial world. It was at that moment that they showed the world amazing trading skills and extraordinary business talents.

In the end, Mu Xirong lost, Gao Feiyang went to SH, and he stayed in Xiamen.

Sihan listened to Zhong Hui's story, but she was still confused, and she didn't understand what Mu Xirong was doing now had to do with finding people.

"You just told me a story".

"Of course not, if you gamble, you have to have gambling money, and there is an agreement between them that there is an agreement on gambling money in addition to money."

"What agreement"?

"Those who lose are not allowed to take half a step out of Xiamen."

Sihan understood, this is captivity, just like the song in "Sad Pacific", an island locks up a person.

"So if he wants to go north, he needs to win once."

Zhong Hui nodded.

Sihan continued to ask, "Why do they have such an agreement"?

"I don't know the specific reason, I once asked Mu Xirong, and he only told me that Jinlin is a thing in the pool, and it will turn into a dragon when it encounters a storm. As far as I understand, the two of them are not in the pool, as long as they leave the pool, they can shine, Gao Feiyang is worried that Mu Xirong will threaten him, so he must be left in the pool, Xiamen is the so-called pool."

Sihan didn't understand what Zhong Hui meant, she didn't care, she just cared about the person Mu Xirong was looking for, she hoped that he could find it but didn't want him to find it, and her heart was entangled.

There was a piece of paper between her and Mu Shurong, neither of them had pierced, and at this moment she was glad that she didn't say what she liked. No matter what the future holds, they can at least maintain the current relationship, she can stay by his side, and with a hint of fantasy, she silently likes him.

And she wants to do more for him.

"Can you teach me this kind of trading technique"?

"Yes, but you have to play this game first."

The game Zhong Hui said was the one he played in the office before, which was very easy to get started with, but it was difficult to clear the customs. Players need precise control of the keyboard and mouse to get through the levels, and there are a total of 9 levels in the game.

"How many levels can you play"?

"The Seventh Level".

"What about him?" Sihan said, of course, he was Mu Xirong.

"He developed this game, what do you say"?

(I didn't expect the chapter name to be blocked, so I had no choice but to use pinyin.) The author is an amateur writer.,It's been very busy recently.,There's little time to write.,Try to keep a chapter a day.,If it's broken, please forgive me.。 In addition, the author has a serious nostalgic plot, knowing that no one wants to read such a plot, but he still insists on writing it. I can only say that it will be good later, I hope you are okay too, thank you!!)