Lost everything

Author: Nv Yaoer

Lost everything

"Husband, is this person reliable?" A middle-aged couple who looked like nouveau riche stood outside Song Hui's studio.

"Don't worry. Lao Wang next door, you know. He just made more than one million with this stock god. This time, the stock god is willing to take me. I can't miss this opportunity. Last time, I indirectly lost a hundred because I didn't dare.

Do Wan. This time, we can’t miss this opportunity again.”

Middle-aged women were also attracted by the huge profits and suppressed their worries.

After the two entered the studio, a staff member asked them to fill out a disclaimer.

The middle-aged woman frowned when she saw this sentence. "This disclaimer has been signed. Doesn't this mean that if everything is lost, it has nothing to do with him?"

The staff said arrogantly, "You can also choose not to sign. Just take the money and leave!"

After finishing speaking, he said loudly and disdainfully in front of the two of them, "There are still many people rushing to sign, so don't occupy the latrine!"

The middle-aged couple was a little angry, but they didn't dare to talk back.

After all, it would not be good for them to make the people in front of them anxious now.

The middle-aged man bit the bullet and signed his name.

After signing, the staff said: "You transfer the money to this account, and then you can leave."

"Aren't you going to give me a receipt or something?" the middle-aged woman asked.

"If it's transferred, I'll give it to you naturally," the staff member said with an irritated look on his face.

"good."

The couple was preparing to transfer money when the staff added, "Anything less than one million will not be accepted."

"Okay, I know, we know."

After the money was transferred, the middle-aged man asked cautiously: "I wonder if Mr. Song is free now? I want to meet him. There are some things I want to discuss with him."

The staff member said irritably, "We, Mr. Song, are very busy. How can we have time to see you? If there is no problem, you can leave."

As soon as the couple left, the staff mocked them contemptuously.

"I only invested one million, but he still has so many things to do. People who have invested several million have never seen him do so many things. Wanting to meet Mr. Song is just a dream!"

She murmured to herself, and suddenly the office door opened and Song Hui walked out.

The woman immediately changed her face, twisted her waist, walked up to him, deliberately bent slightly, showing her proud curve, and shouted shyly: "Mr. Song."

Song Hui glanced at the spring color on her chest and said calmly, "How much money is there in the account now?"

"There are already more than 70 million." The staff said loudly.

"Stop when you wait for 100 million."

In just three days, more than 60 million has been raised, which shows how useful the title of "Stock God" is.

"Yes, Mr. Song."

Three days later, Song Hui entered the stock market with a huge amount of money. Following Tang Ran's advice, he invested all his money in two stocks.

The slow and small rise of the two stocks from the beginning made Song Hui very confident in the two stocks. A week later, the stocks that had been growing steadily began to fall slightly for the first time.

Song Hui was not too worried. It was normal for the stock price to rise and fall. He still maintained a life of luxury and luxury, going to hotels and clubs with various bosses every day. The beauties around him were changing one after another.

Tang Ru has been forgotten by him!

How wonderful it would be to get all kinds of beauties with just a little money.

How can he have time to worry about things that won't be in his mouth for a while?

Song Hui has never had such a day. He felt that this was the beginning of his glory, but he did not know that it was the beginning of the prelude to death.

On the afternoon of the fifth day, the two stocks fell sharply as if they had agreed. This frightened Song Hui, and he immediately called Tang Ran.

"Xiao Ran, those two stocks plummeted today. Should we sell them?" Song Hui was a little flustered.

The person opposite said calmly: "There's no rush. I have a hunch that things will skyrocket in the future."

"Really?"

"My premonition is very strong."

Song Hui temporarily suppressed his anxiety. He still believed in Tang Ran's intuition.

"No matter what happens, don't throw it away. Remember, never throw it away." Tang Ran emphasized solemnly.

"Okay." Song Hui nodded.

But in the following days, Song Hui watched the market closely and saw stocks plummeting. Two stocks he held fell to the bottom three times.

Seeing that the money he invested was getting less and less, Song Hui became uneasy again.

He tremblingly dialed Tang Ran's number, "Xiao Ran, the bottom has fallen again. If this continues, we will really run out of money. Investors are asking about the situation, and I can't stand it here anymore."

Once these people started making trouble, he didn't know how to end it.

"Don't worry, it will go up. Tell them that the two stocks you bought will go up. The current sharp decline is just because the whole market is not good. After this period, those two stocks will still rise sharply."

"Really?" Song Hui didn't believe it.

"Such a little fluctuation will make you lose your position. If you enter the center of the financial circle in the future, how will you be able to gain a foothold? It's only 100 million, don't worry, remember your identity, you are the stock god. Your authority is your capital, I understand.

"?" Tang Ran increased the stakes to seduce him.

"You are right, I am a stock god!" Song Hui seemed to have regained his strong self-confidence in an instant, his panic expression disappeared, and he became confident and arrogant.

"Very good, you have to maintain this confidence."

To be honest, Song Hui really deceived many investors with this trick. Of course, some people were worried, so they took the opportunity to get him drunk and took out the two stocks they bought from him.

At first, only two or three people knew about it, but gradually all investors knew about the two stocks they bought. In the next few days, everyone focused on those two stocks.

However, the miracle did not happen. After the two stocks fell to the limit for three consecutive days, while other stock prices were rising, they still plummeted and fell directly to the freezing point.

All investors rushed into Song Hui's personal studio and surrounded him.

"Give us the money!"

"Give it back, liar!"

Facing the angry investors, Song Hui turned pale with fright and said bravely: "Believe me, this is only temporary. It will skyrocket soon, and everyone will make money by then."

The middle-aged man who came to invest last time said angrily: "How long are you going to lie to us?"

"You have to believe me, it will really come back." Song Hui deceived himself, but no one believed him.

Because he has said this so many times, and now that the facts are in front of them, no matter how eloquently he talks, it is impossible for them to believe him.

"Then tell me, when will the price come back?"

"Next month, the price will definitely rise back next month." Song Hui was forced to evade.

As soon as he finished speaking, someone received the latest news, and his expression suddenly changed. He pointed at Song Hui and roared: "He is lying! These two companies have filed for bankruptcy. We can't get our money back."

, it’s all gone!”

As soon as these words came out, everyone staggered.

The compensation cost them everything, and these people had already lost their minds at this moment.

"This liar, beat him to death!" someone in the crowd shouted loudly.

The people around him seemed to have a target at the same time. They rushed away the two security guards and dragged Song Hui out to beat him.

"Don't fight! Don't fight! I really didn't lie to you!"

His voice was drowned out by angry shouts.

At this moment, no one will believe him anymore, no one can give him face anymore, and they would like to eat him alive.

Twenty minutes later, Song Hui's face was covered with blood, and his body was covered in bruises and bruises. He was lying on the ground like a dead dog.

As soon as Song Hui opened his mouth, the front teeth in his mouth couldn't bear the pressure and spit out a mouthful of blood with several teeth mixed in.

"Get out of the way!"

Suddenly, a man rushed out from behind the crowd, holding a knife in his hand, and rushed towards him. Song Hui was frightened: "I am not the stock god! I am just the scapegoat of the stock god! It is she who controls all your money."

The man with the knife grabbed his collar and raised him high. "What did you say? Tell me clearly! If you are not the stock god, then who is? In whose hands is our money?"

The people around him were also surprised, and they all held a glimmer of hope in their hearts.

Song Hui lowered his neck and carefully said to these stock investors who wanted to eat people: "She is the eldest lady of the Tang family, and she is the real stock god! I am just her puppet. If you want money, go find her."

Song Hui directly passed all the blame.

The Tang family is so rich, they can solve this problem by just paying 100 million yuan in compensation. Besides, he is telling the truth, Tang Ran is the stock god.

"Why should we believe you?" someone questioned.

Song Hui immediately said: "I can call her in front of you, and you will know after listening to her."
To be continued...