"Xiao Zhao, it's a good thing you didn't come, otherwise we'll be finished together!"

Late at night, Mr. Qiu leaned against the window, watching the riots in the exchange downstairs, while holding Big Brother and Zhao Yong to broadcast live.

"Good guys, this time the shareholders were really angered, and the exchange was smashed to pieces!"

Hundreds of thousands of people from all over the country came here, queued for three days and three nights and didn't even see the corners of the warrants, how could they not be angry?

And what does it mean that shareholders are unable to buy call warrants when the warrants are sufficient?

Zhao Yong glanced at Li Manjun who was lying on the bed reading textbooks in the master bedroom in surprise, and was she right again?

What kind of prophet is his wife?

You can guess that!

Mr. Qiu didn't hear Zhao Yong's response on the phone for a long time, thinking that he was just as angry as himself, he put his eldest brother between his ears and shoulders, lit a cigarette, and sighed:

"Maybe we won't have this life, and the stock market has nothing to do with you and me."

Zhao Yong came back to his senses and asked with concern, "Brother Qiu, are you okay?" Is the hotel safe?"

"It should be safe...... Mr. Qiu silently walked to the door and tied the latch.

"It's good to be safe, although we can't buy call warrants, but it's good that people are okay." Zhao Yong sighed, "Fate is really indescribable."

"Who's to say it isn't!" Mr. Qiu thought so, as if he couldn't predict that he would come to buy a warrant and be trapped in the hotel.

He didn't dare to go out for the past two days, if he was accidentally injured by a madman, it wouldn't be worth it.

"Okay, let's do this first, I won't sleep tonight, and if someone takes advantage of the chaos to rush in and rob it, there won't be no room for reaction." Mr. Qiu sighed heavily.

Zhao Yong asked him if he wanted to contact a friend to pick him up, and Mr. Qiu said no, lest his friend have an accident on the way.

The phone hung up, Zhao Yong turned off the living room light and walked into the bedroom.

Li Manjun had already heard the voice on the phone, raised his head and asked with concern, "Is Brother Qiu okay?"

Zhao Yong waved his hand to indicate that it was okay, and raised his thumbs up at Li Manjun, "You are so good, you guessed it again."

Li Manjun asked suspiciously, "I really didn't buy the call warrant?"

"The exchanges are all smashed." Zhao Yong didn't answer directly, but the amount of information revealed in this sentence was enough.

Li Manjun shook his head, "There must be a shady scene."

That's a certainty, otherwise the 5 million warrants wouldn't have been sold out in just one morning.

"Wait, the state should come out to clean up these pests, and the system is not perfect from the beginning." Li Manjun comforted her husband.

Seeing that his wife didn't mean to make fun of herself at all, she still cared about comforting herself, Zhao Yong said that he was moved.

But Mr. Qiu is miserable, and he will be laughed at by the big guy for at least a year when he comes back.

No, it's possible to laugh for a lifetime, after all, this kind of thing can't be experienced once in a lifetime.

In August, the vicious incident that occurred on the Shenzhen Stock Exchange attracted the attention of the state, and in September, the personnel involved were investigated and withdrawn, and the call warrants were re-released, and the anger of the shareholders was calmed down.

In October, the State Securities Regulatory Commission was formally established, and since then, domestic stock market trading is no longer in the disorderly state it used to be.

Later, Mr. Qiu and Zhao Yong still bought a subscription warrant, but the two may really have no chance with the stock market, and each of them only won a lottery and made a little profit.

….

Mr. Qiu's building materials company is doing well, and he can't look down on this small profit in the stock market, so he won't play it later.

Zhao Yong's is still in his hand, I don't know which book I saw the concept of long-term investment from, and I plan to give it a try.

Anyway, there wasn't much money, and Li Manjun didn't care about him.

On her side, after waiting for the news for almost two months, Qian Dongsheng finally had an accurate reply.

"The aluminum ingot factory has negotiated it for you, six thousand one tons, if you are sure of it, they will send it directly."

The two made an appointment to talk in the fly restaurant, and Qian Dongsheng was dressed very low-key, looking like he was afraid of being seen.

Li Manjun was overjoyed, "I'll treat you to this meal today, brother-in-law, you can order whatever you want!"

Called brother-in-law, this is to follow Zhu Yaowei to call, Qian Dongsheng glanced at Li Manjun, and he didn't know that his brother-in-law and her had become so acquainted.

Someone treats him, then he's not welcome.

"Waiter, bring me half a pound of bulk liquor."

Li Manjun shook his head helplessly, walked directly to the counter, and took a bottle of Moutai.

Qian Dongsheng raised his eyebrows, but he didn't say anything, Li Manjun poured the wine and drank it.

"By the way, do you know what my brother-in-law is doing in Haishi now?" Qian Dongsheng asked suspiciously.

His brother-in-law has never let the family worry about it, and the age difference between the sister and brother is relatively large, saying that they are sisters and brothers, but his wife treats this younger brother as a son.

It's a pity that Zhu Yaowei's rebellious period has not passed since kindergarten.

He also rarely contacted his family, and it had been almost half a year, and no one in the family knew what he was doing in Haishi.

Every time his wife called to ask, the kid hung up the phone without saying a word.

All they know now is that people are still alive.

Li Manjun was surprised and asked, "None of you have contacted him?"

Is this still a family?

Qian Dongsheng said: "You can say the opposite, he doesn't contact us, just say leave him alone, I'm not afraid of your jokes, my wife and I actually treat him as a son."

Li Manjun nodded, understood, he didn't expect Zhu Yaowei to have such an awkward relationship with his relatives at home.

"He has now opened a real estate company, and he is ready to break through the Haishi, together with a local classmate of him, it seems that he is called Wang Zhi."

"Wang Zhi?" Qian Dongsheng breathed a sigh of relief, "I know this classmate, who works in a bank."

"He's resigned." Li Manjun added.

Qian Dongsheng is a little sensitive to the word resignation, there are so many people who go to the sea, and many colleagues around him apply for leave without pay and go directly to Southern Province, he will inevitably be affected.

Li Manjun's Green Man Recycling Company was started by him with his eyes, and in just two years, the company's account turnover has reached the level of tens of millions, which is not at the same level as her low-key and somewhat dilapidated door.

From this, Qian Dongsheng also probably guessed how much money his brother-in-law made in the sea market in May.

All kinds of circumstances around him are telling him that when he leaves the system, there is a lot of gold waiting for him to pan outside.

But it may be because of his natural personality that he doesn't like to take risks, and his wife at home urges and urges, and he still likes to stay in his little green office the most.

It's not bad to earn some extra money with Li Manjun occasionally.

When leaving, Li Manjun brought two bottles of wine to Qian Dongsheng, the high-end Moutai series, which was packed in a plastic bag of bulk wine.

As for the rest of the part, after the aluminum ingots she has hoarded in her hand are successfully sold, there will naturally be a big red envelope.

The two were separated at the bus stop, Li Manjun drove and wanted to give Qian Dongsheng a ride, but he refused to live or die.

I had no choice but to stand in front of the platform and watch Qian Dongsheng get on the bus with a plastic bag, wave his hand, turn around and drive home.

Leisurely little god