A group of well-dressed beasts have a fierce conscience, and they buy experts to come out and sing a lot.

Meaning: the lowest price of UST has fallen to 0.02 meters per dollar, and it will not be more bottom, which is the big bottom, inducing retail investors and speculators to rush in.

In order to cooperate with the experts, the short-selling agency took the money out and smashed it in, raising the UST price from 0.03 all the way to 0.1 meters each.

Xiaosan and speculators thought that the opportunity to buy the bottom had come, and countless people rushed in.

This includes some dragons.

A stall owner who does a fabric business in Dongguang Zhongda Market uses 10,000 meters to buy 500,000 UST coins when the price of UST coins is as low as 0.02 meters each.

When he bought it, he thought to himself, "If the price of UST coins returns to 1 meter per dollar, he will be able to make a 49 times profit!"

All wishes come true, the price has really risen, all the way to 0.1 meters each, which has appreciated 5 times!

At this time, the stall boss thought again, "Continue to rush in, or take it when you see it?"

There are thousands of people, and there are all kinds of choices.

But! In fact, more than 9.5 percent of people choose to continue to buy! Buy! Buy!

This is what the mastermind behind the scenes wants, just when everyone is rushing in and the options market is bullish, the backhand begins to short.

Just when everyone thought it was going to collapse, then they started to go long again.

Washing the dishes four or five times repeatedly, washing the retail investors to the point of doubting their lives, and washing them to the point that they don't know their parents.

Because the law allows, and because of the social atmosphere, the people of the stick country are particularly fond of wonderful coins and speculation, and under the influence of this, there are even more appalling incidents of queuing up and jumping off the building!

And the victims who jumped off the building were all borrowing usurious goods + selling houses + high leverage.

Wealth and energy are the same, some people lose money, some people make money, and behind-the-scenes short institutions make a lot of money from the options market.

But.

Behind the scenes, the empty agency found a problem, there is a big fish no matter how to attract it, it is really inappropriate!

It's been two weeks since she was scolded, and Yunique has stayed at Temasek, and although she has not continued to participate in the Terre ecosystem, the girl has been paying attention, recording the development of the situation, and simulating the operation.

Until the founder of the Terre ecological platform was issued an international wanted warrant by the stick, the Terre ecological platform was completely shut down.

Looking back at his simulation, Unik noticed something terrifying.

If Zhang Jing hadn't scolded her at that time, in the next two weeks, she would most likely have re-entered the options market, and then lost all her sperm.

It's not that I'm not smart, but the enemy is too cunning and cunning to win!

Of course, there are exceptions.

The point is that every exception is a torrent of brave retreat, and it will be accepted when it is good.

There are also special ones, such as a girl who posted a screenshot, only 2000 yuan, but earned a super high rate of return of up to 596 times!!

This kind of "prediction of short-selling institutions" is "pre-judgment".

Thinking of this, Yunique decided to write a handwritten letter to his adoptive father to express his admiration and admiration.

Zhang Jing didn't know that Yunik was writing a letter to himself, and at this moment he had finished his trip to Yangon and had just landed in Xiangjiang.

When transiting on a plane, I met Su Su and her friend Feng Lingling again in the VIP lounge of Terminal 2.

Feng Lingling is the wife of the president of the joint bank of Hong Kong Nanya Bank, and her son is named Li Zhi, a member of the Malai Li family, of Longguo descent, and his ancestors broke into Malai two hundred years ago. Z.br>

The ancestors of the first generation of the Li family were members of the Little Knife Society, the kind that opposed the Qing Dynasty and restored the Ming Dynasty, and fled after killing the Qing soldiers.

The two women sat together, jeweled, looking very rich.

Su Su didn't expect to meet Zhang Jing.

Feng Lingling saw Zhang Jing's strange expression, she was just now persuading Su Su to marry Wang Sisi to his son Li Zhi.

This idea was especially strong after visiting the 9,000 pounds of pirate gold in the Sumarin collection just yesterday.

Because of Wang Sisi, Zhang Jingshang

greeted him, "Mr. Su is good, Mrs. Feng is good."

"Hello," Su Su asked, looking at Zhang Jing as she sat down, "How is Yangon?"

Su Su couldn't have known that he was in Yangon before, probably because Wang Sisi said, did there be so much communication between the mother and daughter?

"The sun is good, the air is sweet," Zhang Jing said, "the locals are simple, helpful, and feel good."

Su Su pointed to the empty seat next to him, "Sit down and talk, did you find anything good?"

"Nope."

Even if Zhang Jing has a golden finger, it is difficult to make a difference in Yangon, as the largest city in Myanmar, it gathers jewelers and treasure hunters from all over the world.

One by one, they are all goblins, and no one wants to pick up anyone's leaks.

For example, one of them, Zhang Jing took a fancy to a small rough stone and was worried that the boss would ask for a price, so he proposed to buy a big one and get a small one.

As a result, the boss immediately guessed that Zhang Jing was interested in a small piece of rough stone.

All reasoning skills are comparable to Conan.

Seeing that Zhang Jing's mood was more impetuous, Su Su comforted, "Yangon is most famous for gemstones, you seem to be better at finding things from the water, just run empty, don't feel lost."

"Thank you." Zhang Jing pulled a smirk on his face.

"Actually, I envy your work," Su Su changed to a comfortable sitting position and continued to chat, "You can run around all over the place."

Zhang Jing couldn't help but retort: "It's like the European sect Huang envying the Japanese kingdom Tianhuang, because a little boy fell from the sky."

Su Su was slightly stunned, not waiting for her to say anything.

In the same lounge, a middle-aged man four or five meters away suddenly looked at Zhang Jing with cold eyes.

Without thinking, he got up directly, walked to Zhang Jing in three, four, or five steps, and shouted in a broken southern Fujian dialect, "You must apologize to the people of the Japanese country for your shameless remarks!"

Zhang Jing didn't look at the dog at all, and retorted, "You can't be an acquaintance who traveled back from 1945, right?"

The treasure hunt was fruitless, he was in a bad mood, and Zhang Jing was so embarrassed when he spoke.

It's like "Kendini drives a convertible and has a big brain" is very aggressive.

Unexpectedly, the other party was a very angry young man, wearing a suit and punching Zhang Jing directly.

Zhang Jing sat on a soft-backed chair, raised his foot in the man's crotch, and kicked him into a prawn.

Unexpectedly, one of the other parties was alone, and the other two men walked into the lounge, just when they saw their companions being bullied, they rushed up and attacked Zhang Jing directly.

The slightly chubby Su Su was dumbfounded next to him, and reacted and hurriedly took the anti-wolf spray from his handbag, and was about to help, but found that Zhang Jing had already fought with the two latecomers and did not suffer too much loss.

Seeing that the middle-aged man who had been kicked into a prawn could already stand up, Su Su stepped forward in three or two steps, holding the spray and spraying it on the middle-aged man's face.

The devil's chili water is not a joke, it makes middle-aged people lose their ability to resist on the spot.

Just when Su Su was full of pride, he suddenly heard a high-pitched cry of pain behind him.

Looking back, it turned out that Zhang Jing smashed an opponent on the glass coffee table.

The coffee table was not broken, nor did it move, and the man who fell on the coffee table with his back was knocked hard and lost his resistance, holding his back and wailing loudly, as if it was broken.

Broken by one person, Zhang Jing was kicked in the back by another person, choked two steps forward, and just as he was about to fight back further, two airport security guards rushed in and quickly controlled the chaos.