In a luxury hotel near Lan Kwai Fong, Hong Kong—

"Ah!" Cha Yongxiao woke up from the nightmare.

He had cold sweat on his forehead, his face was pale and he was panting.

"What's wrong with you?" Next to him, the naked little star came out of the warm silk quilt, and asked Cha Yongxiaodao with his sleepy eyes.

Cha Yongxiao glanced at her, wiped the cold sweat from her head, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, I've had a nightmare."

"Hell!" The female star laughed, "Young Master Cha, who is not afraid of heaven and earth, will have nightmares, and she is so scared that she looks like this."

Upon hearing this, Cha Yongxiao immediately changed his face and pulled the little star out of the bed, then threw it to his clothes and said, "Get out!"

The little star was naked and holding her clothes, not understanding what was going on, but she was driven away just by making a joke? After all, she was a little star on the 18th tier, how could she be driven away like a dog?

"Haha, if you say you leave, I'll leave. What do you think of me?" said the female star in a fit of anger.

Cha Yongxiao didn't say anything nonsense. He took out his wallet from under the pillow, took out a stack of money, and smashed it on the female celebrity's face. He scattered the money all over the floor, "Is this enough?"

The female star stuck out her butt, picked up the money, looked at it, and sneered: "Just that little money, I want to send me away?"

Cha Yongxiao didn't care. He made 300 million yuan in stock trading yesterday, so he took out the watch he picked and threw it to the little star and said, "This Count is worth 380,000 yuan, get out of here!"

The little star was frightened, looked at the watch worth 380,000 yuan, put it in his pocket, and then said to Cha Yongxiao with a smile: "Mr. Cha, I was joking with you just now - I'll hold me up when I have time, I'll be there at any time!" After that, he quickly started to put on his clothes.

Ignore the 18th-tier star who is greedy for money in front of me - this was what he came to Lan Kwai Fong last night, and he can sleep with you as long as he is willing to pay.

Cha Yongxiao took out the cigarette and lighter, lit it, and then leaned against the head of the bed and started smoking.

The little star intentionally shows off his beautiful figure, and his breasts rippled, his buttocks trembled, and he also posed in many seductive poses when wearing clothes.

Unfortunately, Cha Yongxiao's mind was not on her at this time.

Last night, because he made money in stock trading, Cha Yongxiao generously invited guests and invited Luo Yonghui and Yang Shoucheng to play around at Lan Kwai Fong.

It costs a lot, but for Cha Yongxiao, compared with the money he earns, this amount of money can only be considered a drizzle.

Thinking of myself earning 300 million, I don’t know how much the stock has risen now, will I make 800 million, 1 billion, or even more than one billion?

He took a sip of cigarette and vomited it out. Cha Yongxiao's heart became hot and he didn't care much. He rushed to the little star who had dressed up and said, "Turn on the TV!"

The little star curled his lips, not understanding what is good at TV. Is it better than his figure just now?

But after collecting so much money from others, the little star is still very professional, so he went home to help Cha Yongxiao turn on the TV.

"Change to the Economic Channel!" Cha Yongxiao ordered, biting the cigarette.

The little star took the remote control like a room waitress and adjusted the TV station.

Soon, the TV station was transferred to the Economic Channel.

Holding a cigarette in his mouth, squinted his eyes, leaning against the head of the bed, staring at the TV screen—

News broadcasts happened to appear on the TV.

A fashionable female broadcaster sat upright in front of the stage and began to broadcast: "International major news - according to the latest news, the Soviet Republic..."

And then the screen is full of-

"The Soviet Union collapsed!"

"The Soviet Union collapsed!"

"The Soviet Union collapsed!"

Cha Yongxiao: "..." he stared at the TV screen dullly.

The cigarette burned to his hands.

After throwing the cigarette away suddenly, Cha Yongxiao woke up from his incomparable shock.

"How is it possible? How is it possible? How can a country such as the size of the Soviet Union be said to be gone?" Cha Yongxiao murmured in dismay.

Then he took action and started to wear clothes, but because he was hit too much, he couldn't even put on his pants.

After finally putting on his clothes, he called Luo Yonghui and Yang Shoucheng two "partners".

"Hey, is it Ah Hui? Have you read the news? The Soviet Union has collapsed!" Cha Yongxiao felt his voice trembling.

Over there, Luo Yonghui seemed to have been hit hard, and said in a weak voice: "I have read it! It was also reported in the newspaper."

"Then my money..."

"It's gone, it's gone!" Luo Yonghui said.

"How could this happen? I have invested more than one billion!"

"I also invested 200 million to 300 million, and Lao Yang, so did he - he lost all this time!" Luo Yonghui said in a crying voice.

Cha Yongxiao snapped and the phone hit the ground.

His face was ashes.

...

Hong Kong, Luo Yonghui's home.

Yang Shoucheng was unkempt and sat on the sofa in the living room with a bitter face. He kept rubbing his face with his hands and muttering: "What should I do, what should I do?"

Luo Yonghui was also haggard and stared at the same time. He was gritting his teeth and kept paced, saying, "I lost, we really lost this time!"

"It's all you, you should stop when you won!" Yang Shoucheng complained.

"You lose money, no one wants to do it!" Luo Yonghui exonerated himself, "Besides, you took the initiative to ask for investment with me at the beginning, and I didn't force you!"

Yang Shoucheng was speechless.

"Then what should we do now?"

"Of course, it's a reduction in the losses." Luo Yonghui sighed, "We borrow money from banks for stock trading. If we can't pay it back when it expires, we will die!"

Luo Yonghui said nothing wrong with this.

Rich people like them generally invest their funds in the company and rarely have sufficient cash. Therefore, when trading stocks, they also borrow from banks under various names.

It’s okay if they win stock trading, but they can pay back the capital and interest at that time. However, once they lose stock trading, they must raise enough cash to repay the loan. Therefore, their “time difference” way of trading stocks is very dangerous. If they are not careful, they will fall into it.

"How to do it? Who will help us now? Will you find Da Liu? He doesn't have that much cash!" Yang Shoucheng said with a bitter face.

"Don't look for him, someone may help us." Luo Yonghui said bitterly.

"Who is it?" Yang Shoucheng asked.

"Robachen." Luo Yonghui spit out a name with difficulty.

Yang Shoucheng: "..." He didn't say anything.

In fact, the senior HSBC Bank's senior team, Luo Bachen, and the others met not long ago - to be precise, they met at a friendship salon held by the financial industry.

At that time, Luo Yonghui and Yang Shoucheng were talking to some financial and corporate tycoons, and the ghost Luo Bachen came over and said that he was a senior member of HSBC and wanted to get to know them.

The bank's senior team is actually the head of the investment department. Such people mainly require acquaintance. Luo Yonghui and Yang Shoucheng were flattered on the spot. After a few days of their relationship, Luo Bachen encouraged them to encourage Cha Yongxiao to mortgage Cha's equity, saying that they would benefit them later. No matter what, they were also helpful to Luo Bachen. This time they suffered, so it should be no problem to ask Luo Bachen to help.

"Now I have to go to Luo Bachen-I can't go to Song Zhichao." Yang Shoucheng said helplessly.

Luo Yonghui also looked bitter.

Yes, if they lose, then the final winner may be Song Zhichao.

I heard that Song Zhichao invested more than 2 billion this time. According to the futures index that is still plummeting, Song Zhichao shorted the Soviet Union this time and could earn at least 20 billion - 20 billion in the future. What a terrifying amount!

Thinking of this, Luo Yonghui felt exhausted from strength.

Comparing people with others will make people angry.

And is that Song Zhichao a ghost or a god?

...

Hong Kong, Stock Exchange—

Crying and shouting, many people kneel on the ground and crying.

Most of the traders wearing vests sat in their seats with dull eyes. They were happy and motivated yesterday, and were all in the stock market. At this moment, they were all in a state of disgrace.

Those big customers who won money yesterday but did not take action in time and fell to the point of losing money this morning even squatted on the ground and cried with their heads regardless of their image.

"It's miserable!"

"Lost!"

"I'm dead now!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

The ground was covered with stocks like waste paper, and the entire stock market was filled with sorrow.

...

In contrast, there is a sea of ​​cheers in the VIP room headed by Ouyang Jing.

For them, this is a miracle of counterattack.

Originally, they were about to fail yesterday, and there was no chance of turning the tables in shorting the Soviet Union.
To be continued...