The assets in Li Jie's factory are hundreds of millions of baht, and he is somewhat angry with Huang Youhuan when he plays cards. It's no wonder that before Huang Youhuan entered their circle, which had been formed for a while, Li Jie had already vaguely become their leader. He decided where they would eat in the evening or at noon, and unless there was a real reason why no one in the hand he had called was not coming, he was the greatest. Other people don't have the strength and the character.

Huang Youhuan is an exception, he doesn't care much about money.

In the above sentence, sometimes Huang Youhuan even omits the word Tai, guess what, how many wives can Huang Youhuan have in his life?

Huang Youhuan has three twos, one three, and three threes in his hand. The other cards are formed, which can also be ignored. It can be seen that he has chickens, three, four.

Huang Youhuan clearly knows the definition, algorithm, who invented it, and even the time of invention of these indicators, such as DMI, MACD, KDJ, RSI, etc. He recited the π behind 3.14159 26535 89793 23846 26433 83279 50288 41971 69399 37510 58209 74944 59230 78164 06286 20899 86280 34825 34211 70679 82148 08651 32823 06647 09384 46095 50582 23172 53594 08128 48111 74502 84102 70193 85211 05559 64462 29489 54930 38196 44288 10975 66593 34461 28475 64823 37867 83165 27120 19091 45648 56692 34603 48610 45432 66482 13393 60726 02491 41273 72458 70066 06315 58817 48815 20920 96282 92540 91715 36436 78925 90360 01133 05305 48820 46652 13841 46951 94151 16094 33057 27036 57595 91953 09218 61173 81932 61179 31051 18548 07446 23799 62749 56735 18857 52724 89122 79381 83011 94912…… 500 digits. This is not something I checked on the Internet, anyone can ask him to confirm at any time and ask him to recite it in person. It turns out that he is just for show, and even at the beginning he can only memorize 36 digits, he thinks that when others talk to him, most people can't confirm whether the numbers after 36 digits are true or false, they don't even like x to know how many digits they have memorized, as long as they are long enough, any time they stop, they will open their mouths wide, express their admiration and silently laugh at him in their hearts for being a big fool.

But later Huang Youhuan objected to his opportunism. When he made up his mind to be a gambler, he really felt that the biggest problem in order to be a successful gambler was to be religious. He had watched Ma Honggang and two other gamblers compete on TV, they were proud of cheating, making money under the guise of anti-gambling, he watched silently, and gradually saw that they were hiding under their suits. A true gambler relies on his own intelligence and psychology to win the game. out of thousands, deserve to be beheaded. Huang Youhuan wrote down these 500 numbers on paper, read them when he had time or not, and in less than a month, he was as ripe as a rolling melon, and he easily memorized them.

Now there are three chickens out, two seven outside, and two more in Huang Youhuan's hand. The fact that one of the four did not come out means that others are at least in pairs. He also had a three-of-a-kind, and the other threes didn't come out. In this way, the probability of a chicken is 0.025, a three-strip is 0.138, and a four-of-a-kind is 0.055. Three of a kind has the best chance, but from experience, they won't play three of a kind.

After Huang Youhuan graduated, he also bought several books such as "Mahjong Probability and Playing Style" published by Tailan Chess Publishing House, which has now closed down. People think they're smart, but most people are actually inactive. Huang Youhuan believes that Li Jie and they have never studied the application of probability in mahjong, and of course, he himself is not very proficient. When he inadvertently mentioned this book to them, they were all unimpressed, and Cheng Fei even said, I never believe in this bullshit.

He doesn't believe anyone now. His cousin had followed him, and he ran out to set up his own door. Not to mention robbing his customers, he is also slandering his reputation outside. This is what he said when he was lying in the back seat of Huang Youhuan's car after he was drunk at the end of the year, Huang Youhuan listened to it intermittently, and he vomited all over the car. On the third day, I smiled apologetically at Huang You, but I just laughed and didn't say anything. Every time I saw him in the future, he laughed apologetically.

His cousin offended him, and he drank as a result. But every time he drank a little bigger, he scolded the government, and I never heard him scold his cousin in front of everyone. Later, someone also vaguely told Huang Youhuan that he was very harsh on his cousin, and his cousin's daughter-in-law had a heavy hemorrhage when she gave birth to her first child, and asked him to borrow money, but he said no.

Huang Youhuan grabbed a card, it was the north wind.

He grabbed the card with his index finger and little finger, and the fingerprint of his thumb was Dou, Dou Zhucai. He gently touched the card with the bucket of the main wealth, which was very familiar, it was the north wind. The north wind blows, the snow drifts, and the daughters of other families have flowers to wear. In the past, when he was in Tak Fu, he went to work, and if it was winter, the weather in the north was always very desirable. Master Zhang, who is in the same office, will take out a white thin plastic bag from the pocket of his coat and take out the dried flower bun, which is his breakfast. Hanakan is dried tofu with a pattern like an industrial product, and the people who sell it early boil the skinned eggs, large meat, and dried flowers together, and the soup is as thick as the government. The smell of the government also looks black, but it smells absolutely fragrant. The bun is not steamed, it is made from the mud in the discarded gasoline barrel, and the hearth burns charcoal, and there is a flat bottom on top, which is very oily, because he bakes the bun on top of it. He had a desk with iron pages, which was his proof of grading flour. He stretched out his hand, wet his hand in a basin of vegetable oil, and pulled out a dough like the Black Five. Rubbing it, rubbing it as hard as his girlfriend, he stood on tiptoe and flattened it as hard as he did to hit his own child. They said they had been together for more than ten years, and that the woman had polio when she was a child and now walks with a limp. She was responsible for collecting money and finding money, and he baked the enlarged white cake of ten baht on the stove lid, and baked it until one side was slightly yellow and a little colored, just like Huang Youhuan, the yellow was just right, with a little color. He turned over the dark side again, and roasted it again until it felt hard enough to hold it in his hand, he removed the lid and put Huang Youhuan in the hearth, and when he was bought by someone like his wife, most of the time, he was cut by marriage, and the heat in his heart came out like ash before a volcano erupted. The bread seller stuffs a boiled braised egg into it and smooths it with chopsticks. Or add some pickles, or add another dried flower. For the position of the director, he had a fight with another person, and the man slashed him and slashed him in the thigh. The man took advantage and went to prison. So he occupied this position for a long time and became the director of his steamed buns. Huang Youhuan also heard Master Zhang say this. Master Zhang is exactly the same as other people in the legend, he has a smile on his face all the time, but he complains all day long that there are only two bad in the factory, which is not good, and that is not good. Complain about the leader, complain about the salary, and then do nothing, go around, brag and chat with people, play Chinese chess. The dried bun was very hot, like Huang Youhuan's heart, once a disposable lighter that Master Zhang had put in his pants pocket detonated, and everyone heard him just sit down, and there was a bang in his pocket, and a piece of light blue smoke from Aladdin rose. caused everyone next to him to laugh. He was a little embarrassed, just when Huang Youhuan sang a sentence that other people's daughters have flowers to wear, he began to use the topic to play, haha, no wonder he came late in the morning, it turned out that he and other people's daughters took the flowers with him. He was disgusted that Huang Youhuan was not the first to come every day to fill the hot water bottle in the office with boiling water, and he hinted several times in front of Huang Youhuan. Huang Youhuan pretended not to understand. Everyone diverted their attention and made fun of Huang Youhuan. For a while, the trade union in the factory organized a singing competition, and someone went up to sing "There is a girl named Xiaofang in the village, who is stripped naked...... and everyone in the audience laughed in the audience, and the niece of the director of the very factory of the trade union was red with shame. She used to be his girlfriend, and later after they entered the factory together, she quickly became the secretary of the Youth League Committee of the entire factory, and then she became yellow with him. Knowing that she was a judge, he signed up, and then sang the song, and after a few days, he got a big demerit, and then he left and went to Shenzhen. Many years later, I heard that I had opened a factory to make power distribution cabinets. They said that the director of the Shifen Factory later stepped down because he was reported to have an accident in the factory, and no one took him in, so he asked someone to send him a message, saying that if he wanted, he could go to Shenzhen to find him. So he went, but he had sent him back for the past three months, and they all said he should, and he introduced him to his niece, who already had friends at that time. They all said that he was born a traitor. Life is impermanent, and beauty is immeasurable. Huang Youhuan sang an excerpt from Yang Bailao in the Chinese opera "The White-Haired Girl", because his name was well-named, Huang Youhuan remembered that this name represents a great sense of loneliness, such as the long-term reading of heaven and earth, a person driving back to Tak from Bangkok, on the way he shouted this name, Yang Bailao, Yang Bailao, and gradually he felt that he was full of strength.

The north wind is a player card, this game is useless to everyone, there are already three in the pot. So Huang Youhuan took a closer look in the pot, and Mr. A just hit a chicken. Absolute chicken. Mahjong players call the fourth card of a certain tile the final one, that is, the last one. A was really ruthless, he guessed that Huang Youhuan might be four, because there were no two or three outside. He saw that he was a little depressed, and he knew that it was likely that something had happened to the stock recently, and Huang Youhuan himself estimated that he would inevitably reveal a little bit to them. A always deliberately asked him how the stock was before playing this card, perhaps to distract him. It's been more than ten hours since the game was played, they started at a quarter past one in the afternoon, and it's eleven o'clock in the evening, and everyone hasn't had dinner.

Exhausted from each other. Because the outcome is undecided, it is estimated that they will have to hold on. Huang Youhuan's longest continuous play of cards lasted for more than 36 hours, and he ate a bowl of instant noodles in the middle, and only ate a few bites.

But Huang Youhuan can't talk about him anymore, he has already drawn cards.

Gu Xiaomin sent him an email. She actually has her own email address, and she must have not lost the business card she was given that time. This email has no title, she shouldn't send it often. Huang Youhuan looked at the sending time, which was about half an hour after she went home. The sender is [email protected].

The body of the email is blank and has no content. But there are attachments. Huang Youhuan downloaded the attachment, and when he opened it, there was a scanned picture.

There is a fax number on it 961-89139393. This is the official facsimile of Planet Beer. Huang Youhuan's first reaction was, these people are too stupid, aren't they afraid of being investigated? Thinking about it again, this is a special channel, and it must be sent to someone who trusts enough, and it is thought that he will definitely not spread it.

Here is a list of shareholders of Planet Beer. The top 10 is different from the public information I saw in the F10, and the last one is written as of 23/10/2011. This is the latest list of shareholders from a month ago, which was leaked from the exchange, and it is clear that this is illegal.

But what does it matter to him. He's just a, just a gambler. However, Huang Youhuan didn't see Gu Xiaomin's name on it.

Gu Xiaomin's purpose of sending this to herself couldn't be more obvious, that is, to imply that she had a special channel to learn the inside information of this listed company, and hoped that she would buy more.

It was almost dawn, Huang Youhuan didn't sleep all night, and he couldn't sleep for long. He was very confused, and he was uneasy when he thought that there was exactly more than 90 million yuan in the company's account, which was an advance payment for equipment from a large customer in the Middle East.

After drinking a cup of coffee to calm down, he finally waited until about an hour before work, Huang Youhuan hurried to the sales department, Gu Xiaomin hadn't come yet, he ran into Mr. Su. Mr. Su wore a purple culotte, not long or short, just up to the knees. The average Thai person rarely wears a skirt during the rainy season because it is not very convenient. Say hello, Mr. Su said why are you so early? Yes, Huang Youhuan is also thinking, why am I so early?

didn't care about avoiding suspicion, he directly asked her what time Gu Xiaomin usually came? She said it wasn't necessarily. After saying that, she began to stare at Huang Youhuan, she knew that she would definitely have something to say later. Huang Youhuan wanted to say it, but he suddenly didn't know what to say or how to say it. So I could only watch Mr. Su enter her own office with an ambiguous smile.

Gu Xiaomin's phone couldn't get through, and all the messages came were busy signals. Huang Youhuan's face turned pale. So I left her a text message, and half an hour passed and she didn't reply. It was almost time to open, and he decided to make a move.

He walked to the door of Mr. Su's office and knocked on it, but didn't hear the answer inside. After a few seconds, he pushed the door open and broke in. Mr. Su looked surprised, because she was talking to an employee, and she didn't have time to answer just now. Huang Youhuan looked at her, she looked at Huang Youhuan, and everyone was a little embarrassed for a moment. After waiting for a while, Mr. Su waved his hand and asked the employee to go out first.

Huang Youhuan hurriedly handed her the printed document, her face became solemn, and asked, how can you have this?

Huang Youhuan didn't answer her directly, but just asked, whose name did Gu Xiaomin open with you? He asked in a hurry, but she didn't follow up, saying I'll look it up.

After a long few minutes, as slow as a league game between Buriram United and Bangkok Club, she said, Gu Xiaomin has two households here with me, one is her mother's, called Wan Qingmei.

Wan Qingmei holds more than 500,000 shares in the top ten, and it seems that this list is accurate.

Huang Youhuan turned around and left.

He secretly took all the things needed for banking procedures, financial stamps, legal person stamps, and ID cards. I found a section chief I knew, who had stuffed him with money when he had done a capital verification in the past, and then we had a few meals together. He originally said that this would not work, but then he became anxious and said Section Chief Gu, can I talk to you alone? Seeing this, he didn't ask any more questions, made a phone call, and a female clerk quickly opened a promissory note, 95 million, everything in the company is in the hands of Huang Youhuan, and he is ready to stud.

Jessie. In his work, Livermore says that prices always move in the direction of least resistance. This is undoubtedly a great work, and Huang Youhuan has read it many times. His only suspicion was that it was not his work, and it was more reasonable to suspect that it was a great ghostwriting work, which was a mixture of the stories of many great traders, like Balzac's work, distilling life and correcting the colors.

A gambler will not believe in fate. Every gambler attributes a slight success to his own ingenuity, and sees defeat as an injustice of fate. But that day was very strange indeed.

If it is said that "the ancients are not seen before, and the future is not seen" is a great loneliness, Huang Youhuan feels that he is making a great investment now. His heart was full of anxiety and pride. Indeed, if he succeeds, he can indeed soar into the sky and rise to the top.

When making an appointment for this game, Li Jie smiled on the other end of the phone, who else. Huang Youhuan said, just a few of us, Mr. A, or Cheng Fei, or Mr. Zhang. Li Jie said, why do you want to make an appointment, it's rare? Huang Youhuan said, it's okay, let's play together.

He doesn't actually like to play mahjong and hardly smokes, so he doesn't like secondhand smoke either. Winning money can make him obsessed with this. However, he also once looked out the window alone on a rainy day: a gambler, is he a fool who pursues luck? No, Huang Youhuan wants to dispel this statement. In addition to cheating, everyone can also compete in intelligence. Who in this world is not competing for intelligence? The product you design is more popular, so it doesn't matter what your phone is called Apple and what it's called, the point is that it's there. The way it looks, in line with the aesthetic trend of time naming, it's worth buying. He doesn't love you, that's more because he doesn't worry about losing you, and you fall behind in the battle of wits. For this reason, Huang Youhuan once bought a pair of mahjong and simulated actual combat at home alone, recording and confirming the mystery of the probability in it. Many people attribute their winnings to luck, and Huang Youhuan once saw a person pee for more than five minutes at the end of a game, which shows that he was afraid of going to the toilet to change his luck, so he held it for several hours. The reason why I remember it so clearly is because they had to catch the train later, so they went to the station together, and the person did miss the train. Huang Youhuan remembers hearing his smile rattling on the wall of the toilet after peeing, he won, he deserved it. Good luck, of course. Knowing bad luck and trying to change it is wisdom. This is Huang Youhuan's experience of being a mahjong enthusiast. For example: start to listen to twenty or fifty thousand, it is said that such a card must be Hu, but until people draw the card five cakes or still do not move, then you have to use your brains. If you are unlucky, then the next one will be three or four in your hand, and it may be better to leave 70,000 or hang the east wind, many people can't do this. He will even say that this is not according to the card, where is there any card, the winning card is the biggest. For example, if you deliberately don't win more than one family, the other player thinks that I must be fine with the fight, smack, huh. The fluctuations in other people's psychology are exactly the opportunities you need, which is why Huang Youhuan does not think that gamblers are fools who pursue luck. For several years, steel stocks have been called the sunset industry, how many times is the bottom of the stock price stone, but the rise of real estate immediately provided the possibility of a big bull, Huang Youhuan seized, 07-15-2 Thai steel shares rose to break through the neckline, all his money 5.56 from the limit of a penny to buy in, seven months later, to 19 month, the K line is wrong, the high engulfing line, 22.61 all sold. Then he used the money to buy another house in Mandon, and prepared to marry for the second and last time. It's not luck, he understands himself so well, he doesn't get excited, especially when he is excited, he warns himself that your conscience is still poor. Thinking of this, he can sit still, and the money is earned with his ass, which means that you have to sit still. Playing mahjong especially, playing for a long time, you must have a good psychological quality, of course, you must have a good physique, this can ensure that you make low-level mistakes, play the wrong card, the opportunity is easy to slip into the hands of others, the old mahjong knows.

Huang Youhuan didn't sleep all night, but when it was almost dawn, he suddenly felt very sleepy. He barely stood up, stretched, and went to the bathroom to wash up. The son is at his parents-in-law's house, and his wife is still sleeping. He gently closed the bathroom door and looked into the middle of the mirror.

There may be another world hidden in the mirror, they can't be seen like dark matter, but you can always imagine them. The thought of how deep and dark they are makes people feel terrified, and that is the future.

After washing up in this cranky thought, Huang Youhuan went to the kitchen to make a cup of coffee, he hadn't drunk coffee at home for a long time, and he needed to refresh. Tearing open a stick, Maxwell opened the cupboard door, and his favorite coffee cup was not in its old position. He chuckled in his heart, thinking that it was probably broken, every time his wife broke the tableware, she would not tell him, she was such an adult, she washed the dishes two or three times after marriage, washed once and broke one, either a plate or a bowl, Huang Youhuan even suspected that she was deliberate, and later felt that she did not have such a high IQ. He handed over this task to an Aunt Jin who was a housekeeper. Every housekeeping aunt is many times stronger than the hostess in housework, so that Huang Youhuan also wants to change the hostess. But he just thinks about it. He found a bowl and poured the ground coffee into it. Reach for the thermos.

When I was a freshman, I heard them tell an anecdote about a fellow student in the department's student union: he went to the counselor and said that the electric baton in the classroom was broken. What is an electric rod, an electric rod? Oh, it turned out to be a fluorescent lamp.

The hot water bottle has always been called an electric kettle. Now it's really an electric kettle in the hotel. There was no water in the kettle. There was originally a water dispenser at home, but many times my wife was alone at home, and a bucket of water could be drunk for several months, so I had to use it. He opened the cupboard door again, took a bottle of Nongfu Spring and brewed coffee.

There is no fragrance because the water is very cold. Took a sip and prepared to go. When he arrived at the parking space on the first floor, he had already started the car and was about to go, but found that he didn't have his mobile phone. It's a habit of him to keep his phone in the car so that he doesn't miss a call or rush to his pocket when he answers the phone. So he put out the fire and went up to get it. I found that my wife had gotten up and was talking to someone on the phone. Seeing him come back suddenly, his wife was startled, and the phone quickly hung up. Huang Youhuan had something in his heart, and he didn't have time to think about it.

It was only a few dozen meters from the entrance of KFC to the place where he parked. He ordered a bowl of porridge with preserved eggs and lean pork and a fritter, seventy baht. As a result, as soon as I took a bite, I found a short hair in the porridge. There weren't many people that morning, so he froze, got angry, and called the waiter to come over.

He is very anxious, and when he wants to take 95 million to make a fortune and make a great investment, no one can stand in his way. But he didn't shout, just waited. A long, long time, a chubby little girl with glasses came running up and said sorry. A strange feeling welled up in his heart, and he decided to let her go and stop worrying about small things.

He stood up and walked out the door, the bewildered little girl staying where she was. He went out the door and walked towards his car, when suddenly he stumbled under his feet and nearly tripped over a bulging floor tile. A little further on, no, the shoes are broken.

He could clearly feel that he was walking abnormally, and he only needed one step. It's like Armstrong's step, it's like marriage, it's like a raise. He looked down and saw that the heel had fallen off, and it was his right foot.

This is a pair of Prada leather shoes, which he originally wore on his wedding day, and his wife went to the diamond department store with him to buy them. He still remembers that she made a toast at the dinner on the night of the wedding and said this to one of her little sisters, to the effect that she was really tired from getting married, and ran for a long time in order to buy him a double Prada. Even Huang Youhuan could hear her accent on the word Prada, and later when the woman got married, she especially emphasized to them that her husband bought Fendi, which made the man at the table very uncomfortable.

These poor people just love to dress, especially women. One of the two lads at D&G is gay and the other is gay. When they were pitiful, they also slept on the streets of Milan. It is fate for people to be popular, and Huang Youhuan thinks their shoes should be good.

He had to go home awkwardly and change into a pair of domestic leather shoes, and he didn't want to mention the specific brand. It's already seven fifty o'clock. Morton Avenue drove very fast, straight ahead is a red light, left turn just changed to a green light, he cut from the real white line to the left turn lane, the distance between cars is very short, and then a sudden brake, a woman drove a Bora, poked her head out and scolded, pigs.

He pretended to hear, and he guessed that she would scold like that, maybe she didn't. After cutting out of the left-turn lane, Huang Youhuan was in a good mood and walked away. Bad luck today, he screamed in his heart.

By the time the account was transferred, it was already nine fifty o'clock, and it was almost ten o'clock. Planet Beer opened high and fell back after rushing to the stop, Huang Youhuan was worried that it would go directly to the close, but now the trend is not like this, he has the opportunity to buy, but his heart has become very uncomfortable, feeling that it is not too strong, not as strong as he expected.

Gu Xiaomin still didn't come, and Mr. Su was not in the office, so she went out. Huang Youhuan closed his eyes in front of the computer. He was sleepy, but it was hard to make up his mind. The hardest thing for people is to choose. At ten o'clock, he was indeed very sleepy, and he wanted to observe and observe, but he was about to fall asleep, and his eyelids were almost sticky.

From 823.8 to 836.26, Huang Youhuan entered the whole position, about more than 1,150 lots and more than 115,000 shares. The follow-up disk has also poured in, it is rising in a straight line, and there is a chance to increase the limit again, which is Huang Youhuan's hunch.

Well, sure enough, it stood up next, 838.12, there was a buy order of more than 10,000 hands directly sealed the limit, and after watching it for a few minutes, Huang Youhuan was ready to go to the office to sleep. When he got to the car, he opened the window and lowered the seat down a little, he was too sleepy, so he squinted here for a while.

Li Jie's phone woke him up, and he called over for dinner. Huang Youhuan looked at the time on his phone, it was almost 12 o'clock, there was a missed call from Gu Xiaomin, he couldn't go back, and then opened the market software on his phone, there was no limit!

Now at 818.79, there is not much down, but it changes hands a lot. Oops, this is Huang Youhuan's first instinct.

But it's nothing, you can't close the board, and you will cut the meat at the opening tomorrow. Huang Youhuan has already decided. You can't fall for a woman anymore.

He didn't go up to Gu Xiaomin, and when he answered her phone, he was busy again. But when I was driving out, I saw a Land Rover with several license plates ending in 8 parked in the parking lot of this sales office.

Li Jie ordered a few dishes, and a few of them drank some rice wine, and finished the event. Li Jie said. He was referring to playing cards.

Huang Youhuan said, if you are unlucky today, you will definitely lose. A few of them didn't believe it, saying that you always say that, don't you win less?

The game started at half past one that day, Huang Youhuan was uncertain, kept thinking about the market, took out his mobile phone from time to time to look, and his mind was not on the cards at all. Sure enough, when I left, I basically lost all the money on my body. He said to them, wait and go back, let's talk about it, it's really bad luck today, I'm going to wait until after midnight before leaving. The men looked at each other, not knowing what he meant, but they all sat still, holding a card in their fingers, and spun around.

It's a new day after midnight. Huang Youhuan let go of those yawning card players and drove home alone. On the way, he was thinking hard about Gu Xiaomin, how did she operate today? Can it really get to 1100? How could she be so confident? As soon as he got home, he turned on the computer and went directly to the Thai Fortune Network, buzzing. Take a closer look, the close is 813.22, a small black candle with a long upper shadow, but the scary is not the fall, but the suspension.

Something is going to happen to this stock. It announced a suspension of trading. Its situation is very simple, it has cooperated with Academician Zhang Yu of Thai Medical University to develop the hepatitis B vaccine, and it has been engaged in it for more than ten years. Now the results are about to come out, in the eyes of gamblers like Huang Youhuan, the result is good, so pull up and sell, the result is not good, it must be said that it will continue to be done, and the stock price will fluctuate. But the probability of going up is not very high.

Well, now that all the purchases that day are locked up, we can only wait. During that time, Huang Youhuan was restless and often went to some securities websites or forums to get a little psychological comfort.

After waiting for nine trading days, trading finally resumed. Huang Youhuan waited until the nine down limits. When Mr. A came out to sweep the goods, Huang Youhuan cleared all the warehouses at 324.91. A loss of 56.7 million.

This money is for the customer's equipment. Of course, there can be a part of his profits, but the lion's share still has to be paid to the equipment supplier. Now, Huang Youhuan is so bad that he can't say a word.

There are always one or two people who leave you speechless, and one of them, it must be yourself.

Early the next morning after the clearance, my wife was still sleeping. Huang Youying got up early, packed up and went out, took the elevator downstairs, and came in a few neighbors or residents downstairs one after another, and he believed that no one could see anything from his face. Instead of going to the company, he drove directly to the Kempinski Hotel, which was on the edge of Linghai Lake. He parked the car and went to find the lake.

There was no one by the lake, it was suddenly cold and Christmas was a few days away. Christmas, those American friends, hehe, Huang Youhuan actually thought of them. There is one engineer who is also the original factory, named Gave

He came over to help us with training and technical support. There is a dragon tattooed on his back, and if he tattoos nine Huang Youhuan, he will call him Shi Jin. He said his name was Robert. Everyone wonders if he shouldn't be called Kevin? He had been working for that American company for a few years, and suddenly an email came saying that he had left and was going to trade stocks. His wife's grandfather was a vice president of Boeing. This is what he told Huang Youhuan to them personally.

The world is impermanent, and there is hatred in life. Huang Youhuan looked at the water, the water didn't know whether it was hot or cold, and it was still rolling. Even if all the indifference was too much for him to say, he still looked into the distance. Far away, there is the shadow of a building. The wind was blowing, and he, like a fool, stood there and stood for a day.

After looking at the water for a day, I didn't eat a mouthful of food, and I still didn't have the courage to die. I had to go home at night, and my son and wife watched TV in the living room. Now he is watching Xiuhu, a children's cartoon, watching it with relish, and he doesn't notice Huang Youhuan's return. Huang Youhuan squeezed out a smile, like milking a bull's milk, and greeted his son, but he didn't pay attention, his eyes kept staring at the TV.

My wife said, I'll pick him up today, and we'll eat outside. Bring your own food.

Isn't it Wednesday today? How do you pick it up today?

You don't care about your son. Now that hand, foot and mouth disease is prevalent, his parents dare not send him to kindergarten.

Oh. Huang Youhuan replied casually, turned around and entered the study.

In the study room, there are "Liberation War" and "Long March" by Chinese writer Wang Shuzeng, "Principles of Professional Speculation" by Victor Sibolangdi, and "The Great Game" by John Gordon, all of which he loves and does not want to read at all now. He sat in his chair, staring at the computer, and suddenly felt a wave of disgust, this was the first time he was afraid to see a computer, and he felt like his chest was pressed against a stone, and he couldn't breathe. How I wish it was a dream.

Huang Youhuan's next home is Mr. Su. He didn't expect that Mr. Su actually knew Li Jie, and Mr. Su also liked to play cards. In the past, there was a semiconductor exhibition in Bangkok every year, and it was not about semiconductors, but about semiconductor manufacturing and testing equipment. In the early days of the industry, he also went there for three days a year, just like the lad now, but he was already older. Watching many people come in through various entrances, they turned the new international expo center on Kunqian Road into a sea of saying oops, meeting again. People will also say that this circle is really small. Yes, I can't imagine that I will kill you, I can't imagine that Li Jie will call Mr. Su to play cards today.

Mr. Su and President Wei Chi of the Dafu Chamber of Commerce know each other, and they are said to be old friends. When President Wei Chi developed the two rows of façade houses and villas on Yinqueqiao Road, it is said that Mr. Su helped to finance them. Li Jie is an old friend of the president, and he is also a member of the Chamber of Commerce. In the past, Huang Youhuan also received a call from a woman who claimed to be the secretary of the Chamber of Commerce, and he thought it was a liar, so he hung up directly. It turns out that this organization has always been there.

Cheng flew to Shanghai, and the people couldn't get together. Li Jie called Mr. Su. He didn't know that Huang Youhuan also knew Mr. Su, and they didn't talk much about stocks. After sitting down, Huang Youhuan always had a strange feeling in his heart, there must be something between Li Jie and Mr. Su. Seeing that Huang Youhuan's eyebrows were not showing, Mr. Su took the initiative to tell him that he and Li Jie met at a dinner at the Chamber of Commerce. Huang Youhuan said Well, but what he thought in his heart was that there was no silver here for thirty taels.

I went to bed early in those days, but I woke up every day with a headache. Huang Youhuan is a person who has never lost sleep, and he was proud of it. But this time, he didn't know if it would change.

The water by the lake and the road downstairs shouldn't be his home. He suddenly thought of Gu Xiaomin, where is Gu Xiaomin? He ran out, saying that he was going down to get the newspaper, calling her, and turning off the phone.

Huang Youhuan didn't hit the second one, he closed his eyes in pain, and the wind drifted through the surface of his gray old shirt, like an unknown woman. The camphor trees planted in the community in the summer do not have many leaves, so they look weird, like a brush, and they shiver in the wind.

He got into the car and warmed up a little. Go find Gu Xiaomin.

He parked his car in front of her community and waited for her. It's past eight o'clock in the evening, but it's been dark for a long time. He knew she wouldn't show up, and she didn't. He called Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao, she had guests who couldn't come out, and called others, no one could be like him, who had something to say and had time to come out and say.

He was suddenly idle. The company didn't want to go, and the customer call was just perfunctory. He became like an onion, wrapped in a red dry skin, and it was very spicy inside.

Looking for someone to borrow from a loan shark? And then find a way to turn it back?

The environment is not the same as in the past, and many funds in Southeast Asia have been borrowed in the news, who is willing to lend him 50 million? Even if you can borrow it, what will you pay back if you lose it? He couldn't imagine the consequences of not coming out.

When the car is parked for a long time, people become numb. Maybe it's time for him to eat. But he didn't know what to eat.

Time is easy to throw people away, red cherries, green plantains. Aimlessly passing by a restaurant, this is a Cantonese restaurant, the name is Basho Building. The Cantonese people in Thailand are not very educated, and he suspects that it was opened by a local showman.

There weren't a few people inside, a few waitresses were chatting. He ordered a honey-glazed barbecued pork and a celery lily, both of which were ordinary dishes. After a few bites, he had no appetite, he put down his chopsticks and picked up his phone.

A waiter said, sir, you've dropped something. Huang Youhuan turned around and saw that an invoice fell out of his pocket when he took out his mobile phone just now. He said, thank you, she said, no. Then she went over to chat with a few of them, and their expressions were hard to tell whether they were happy, sad, or dazed, and they couldn't even see the calm. One of them was sitting in a beige chair in the restaurant, the other two were standing, and one had eyes looking out, and there was nothing outside, it was as black as the exchange, and it was cold.

Days can be both on, or chat, and every. He couldn't eat this meal. Gu Xiaomin is not on WeChat, Huang Youhuan remembered that after she got out of the car that day, she was about to leave, but suddenly turned around, smiled outside the car window and said to him, how can you thank me for earning? Huang Youhuan didn't answer her, just smiled, remembering that her eyes were full of expectation. Huang Youhuan took out his mobile phone and searched the people around him, all of whom were poultry-like women. Thailand has given them some opportunities that they shouldn't have gotten, they are people who can live well on their bodies, Huang Youhuan thought as he swiped the screen in his phone. Suddenly a cold wind blew in, and the door was pushed open, and a man, wearing a black coat, came in, and a waiter greeted him. The man asked in a low voice, and the waiter said a few words and pointed in the direction again. He was far away, guessing that it might be a way to ask for directions. Then the waiter walked back, passed by his side, and said casually, you can't do it, I think she is dead. With that, she went into the inner room.

Huang Youhuan was startled and stunned. She definitely didn't say it to herself, she didn't know herself, Huang Youhuan was very clear about this. But he grew up like a monkey with his hands between them.

After paying the money out, the clothes on his body began to weigh down, and then even his skin seemed to be poured with heavy metal like rock 'n' roll, and he began to tremble, looking up at the sky, and he couldn't see it, only the street lights. He wanted to call his mother, but he didn't know what to say to her. Walk north along the road of Binhu Street, all the way to the north, you can go to Sinburi, Phetchabun, Loei. But can he be Li Chuang?

If you can't die, you have to die. I don't know what happened to Gu Xiaomin's account? Huang Youhuan took pity on her. Her cries, her tear stains, even the scar on her lower abdomen.

Not far away is the Jiuguang Department Store, and further away is the Ferris wheel. The Ferris wheel flashes with light, and this light is like a statue, telling him, you have lost.

The equipment director of this customer in the Middle East is always the person he buys, and their equipment money is called in advance, which was supposed to be paid before delivery, Huang Youhuan is worried that there will be changes, and urged him many times, just paid it last week, and he should have worked a lot. After receiving it, Huang Youhuan immediately found an intermediary and gave him his kickback.

Lost. He suddenly didn't want to go any further, and there was no Yu Dafu in the world anymore. "Life and death are unbearable in middle age, and life is unwilling to die." If there was anyone who asked him to resist now, he would not hesitate, even if he used to look down on the young people who marched in the streets for this and that at every turn.

Gu Xiaomin's loss was ten times that of herself, what should she do? What about her husband? What did she do? He thought, trembling for a moment.

The coldest thing is not the thousand-year-old iceberg, but the endless regret in my heart. Willing to gamble and lose, who can overcome the resentment of losing the bet and wanting to turn back time? "There is only white hair in the world of justice, and the nobles have never spared their heads", he now has a lot of time, but he has no motivation to pursue fairness, and he can't even step out of his feet.

The stock forum is full of scolding, unrealistic fantasies about data errors, grasping a little word or punctuation to make a fuss, in Huang Youhuan's view, all this is unnecessary. Losing is losing, just like a woman you know suddenly has someone else's child, and you are still fantasizing that the child is yours, isn't this self-deception and self-anesthesia? One of the posts said that Planet Beer had known internally that it was a hoax for a long time, but by now the story has been told. But in the end, they also knew very well that they were looking for big households across the country to be backed. This post is kind of interesting, but no one has replied to it yet. waited for Huang Youhuan to go up and sigh, saying that he knew that someone had gotten the list of shareholders in advance, etc., and then clicked on the reply, but there was a mistake. This post will never be found again.