After Qin Shen left Mu Liuhuan's office, he didn't leave immediately.

He sat alone in a car parked in an underground parking lot, using a tablet to check his stake in the Qin Group.

At the beginning, when Qin Hao came out to start a business, he said that this company belonged to the two of them, and the position of vice president had always been reserved for Qin Shen.

Qin Shen now has forty percent of the shares of the Qin family in his hands, and as long as he sells these shares, he will immediately be able to scrape together enough money for the Luo family's life.

But once so many shares are sold, it is very dangerous for the Qin family, because once they own more than 51% of the shares, the position of president of the Qin group will be replaced.

The Qin family's shares can be slowly bought back in the future, but the Luo family can't afford it for a day.

Qin Shen gritted his teeth, he couldn't care so much now, it was a big deal to sell the shares and then go to Qin Hao to take the blame.

He used his mobile phone to dial a familiar brokerage company: "Hey, I'm Qin Shen, and I'm going to sell my shares in the Qin family." Yes, I'm in a hurry, I'll talk to you right away. ”

At this moment in Qin's Group, Qin Hao has just finished today's morning meeting, someone pointed to today's newspaper and asked him: "President, MU Group suddenly released a lot of negative news today, I don't know if it will affect the projects we cooperate with?" ”

Qin Hao took the newspaper and glanced at the news on it, put it down very calmly, sneered, and said, "Who in the imperial capital dares to fight against the Mu family?" Build a cemetery next to Mu Xiaosi's land? If you offend the Mu family, you are repairing it for yourself, right? ”

Qin Hao could see at a glance that there was something strange about this matter, and he didn't pay attention to it at all. He guessed that most of it was Mu Liuhuan's own rumors, maybe it was his marketing methods!

As soon as he walked back to the office, he received a phone call, and after hearing what the other party said on the phone, Qin Hao's original calm and casual face couldn't hold back, his expression became solemn, and he confirmed again: "What you said is true?" ”

After hanging up the phone, Qin Hao's face turned pale, he took out his mobile phone from his jacket pocket, and dialed Qin Shen's phone directly, and no one answered the long tone until the end.

After Qin Hao made about five or six calls in a row, but no one answered, he threw his phone on the desk impetuously. Then he raised his hand and tugged at his tie to let himself catch his breath a little.

"Okay, you Qin Xiaowu!" Qin Hao gritted his teeth.

As soon as he grabbed the car keys on the table, opened the office door and rushed out, the secretary outside the door looked stunned, what happened to the president, who had always been calm and composed? There was such an angry and terrifying look on his face?

"No matter what the price is now, you can help me sell it, and I want to make up 100 million yuan today." Qin Shen sat in the VIP room of the stock brokerage company and said to the gold broker opposite.

This agent was Qin Hao's comrade-in-arms when he was a soldier before, and he knew the Qin family brothers.

Today, Qin Shen suddenly ran to say that he wanted to sell the Qin shares in his hand, and he was still selling them at a low price, no matter how he looked at it, it was not right. Could it be that something happened to the Qin family?

While dealing with Qin Shen, the agent ran out and secretly called Qin Hao to report the news.

"How? Is it sold? As soon as the agent entered the room, he was grabbed by the anxious Qin Shen and asked repeatedly.

"Uh...... This ......" broker flickered.

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PS。 Here are the words written to my readers.

Before I wrote this book, I had written more than a million words, and this book was my third book in the true sense of the word.

At the end of the last book, it took me two months to read all the modern texts in the top 200 of Yunqi's sales list. In the process of reading and writing, I kept summarizing and improving, and then pondered the outline and changed a few beginnings to have this book.

In the past, friends always called me and told me to go out shopping, watch movies and eat. Everyone gathered together to eat and drink, and they were so happy that they were to death.

Suddenly, I miss that feeling.

But then every time a friend called, I always said Oh, no, I haven't finished today's task and can't go out. Later, slowly, I rarely found friends.

I don't want to make a big deal about it. Some of my friends were supportive, some laughed. I think I don't have that level, and sooner or later I will stumble, and I don't want to read my books, saying that I can't read them at all.

The first thing people who know me write a book is always asking, how much money do you make?

I'm embarrassed to say that I can't even afford a mobile phone for the money I earn from writing a book.

When writing a book

(wap.)