Zhonghai City, Stock Hall—

"It's down, the stock index is about to be up again, haha! God helps me!" Fat San yelled excitedly.

The other guys following behind Fat San's butt also shouted loudly.

"It seems that as soon as Mr. Long exerts his strength, the index will shivering!"

"Yes, Mr. Long is so amazing!"

Ma Wu and others also flattered.

As the big boss of the upper class of China Sea, Jiang Baichuan and Feng Wanli were also having a quiet conversation.

"This Long Jianfei is really sharp. Look, he took out two million to replenish his position and directly pulled the stock index down again. It's like stepping on people and not looking at me!"

"Yes, fortunately we followed him to make money. If it were Nie Weidong, I wouldn't know how he died!" Feng Wanli was still scared.

"I guess there has been 13 million yuan there, and I may be out of money."

"I heard that the Hong Kong man hasn't taken action yet, and I don't know if his foundation is thick."

"Why is it thick or not? Maybe it's a smoke bomb." Jiang Baichuan curled his lips.

"What's the meaning?"

"Have you heard that the Hong Kong man deceived Xiong Yaohua and Udon and his group of people and used their money to smash the stock market. Now they are all gone, and those people have no place to cry!" Jiang Baichuan said contemptuously, "So, there are still many fools and fools in this world!"

"Haha, fortunately we followed the right person - we drank Long Shaoyou soup, and this time we could make another 400,000 or 500,000 in vain." Feng Wanli was proud.

...

"We lost, we lost again! Two million, we were beaten in less than ten minutes!" Zhou Guang and others were mourning, as if they were losing their parents.

Although Udon had expected it, he didn't expect that the two million he had finally squeezed out from his teeth would be over in a blink of an eye.

Xiong Yaohua wanted to comfort him, but when he thought that his million was wasted this time, he no longer felt comfortable comforting others. He originally thought that Udon's two million could turn over and there was a glimmer of hope, but now it seems like a fool.

"Did you really lose like this?" Xiong Yaohua looked at the stock index that was leaking for a thousand feet and remained silent.

...

Nie Weidong's eyes were red and his fists were clenched.

Nie Weidong cut his long hair short.

Yes, he personally cut his long hair that he had always cherished and loved with scissors.

There is only one goal, to kill the ambition, and to win two million to fight Long Jianfei to the death, but - it was a joke in front of me.

Two million had not heard a thud, and there was no shadow.

The stock market is deep and bottomless.

At this moment, in the stock market trading hall, facing the falling stock index, Nie Weidong stared at it, pulling his hair tightly, and exerted force.

"This is the second day. I will ask Boss Xiong and Udon and the others to explain tomorrow, but-" Nie Weidong said almost in a voice that gritted his teeth, "But I have no shame to see them!"

Next to him, Song Zhichao looked at the stock index falling, put one hand on Nie Weidong's back, and patted it: "Isn't there a day? Can you do it?"

"I'm afraid I can't stand it anymore." Nie Weidong said in a sad voice, "Look at the stock index, it's almost wiped out."

"Oh, then why did you lose?"

"Because I lack funds." Nie Weidong said without hesitation.

"What if you are given enough funds?"

"Then I can definitely kill a shot."

"How much do you need?"

"At least one hundred million."

"Oh, let's give it to you." Song Zhichao took out another note like a magic trick.

Nie Weidong: “…”

Almost stupid.

I hurriedly took the note and saw that there were eight zeros on it - 100 million yuan.

"You... give me so much money?"

"Oh, I originally wanted to take it out later, but I didn't expect that Long Jianfei was so ruthless. I was afraid that you would lose confidence by him, so I could only take it out in advance - take it out, and there is still one day to see who wins and loses - remember..." Song Zhichao said solemnly, "The stock index will definitely skyrocket, and futures will definitely go long!"

Nie Weidong: “…”

Although he didn't quite understand why Song Zhichao was so determined that the stock market would soar, he no longer considered these things and immediately shouted, "I want to continue to increase my position!"

The entire stock market fluctuated again.

...

Ten minutes later—

Zhonghai, Jinhai Golf Course—

"What?"

Long Jianfei, who received the call again, couldn't help but be stunned, "You said that damn Nie Weidong took the money to increase his position again - how much is it? One hundred million!"

This time, Long Jianfei, who was originally calm, was moved, to be precise, his face was full of shock.

"Where did he get that much money?"

Unfortunately, Long Jianfei did not get the answer he wanted.

The problem is that I have already used more than 100 million to smash Nie Weidong, and I want to smash the stock index he bought. Now, I have also used 100 million, so how can I play? Unless... I have taken out ten times the price.

But one billion... Where can I raise so much cash in such a short time?

Long Jianfei was a little distressed. If he stopped, he was a little unwilling to be escaped by the ants Nie Weidong and Song Zhichao, and he was even more unwilling to spend so much money and thoughts in the end but returned in disgrace.

Yes, I will be joked about it.

Those in China Sea will be laughed at as fools.

He, Long Jianfei, cannot afford to lose this face.

"Mr. Long, it's your turn to serve." A caddie next to him was in a daze with the club and kindly reminded him.

"Damn it!" The angry Long Jianfei shook his hand and thrust the caddie hard on the leg.

The metal club twitches the thigh, and the pain is absolutely heart-wrenching.

Immediately, the caddie grinned in pain, and bent her legs in place, but in the end she couldn't stand the pain. She collapsed to the ground and wailed - from beginning to end, he didn't understand what he had done or said wrong.

Seeing this, Li Er, a Hong Kong man who was watching the fun, hurriedly stepped forward and persuaded him: "Don't do this, Mr. Long, if something happens, don't expose your anger on the servants."

Then he gestured to ask the person next to him to help the injured caddie down, and secretly gave some money to him, "Go to see a doctor, and don't talk too much."

When those people took them down, the whole stadium became much quieter.

Long Jianfei had long lost the mood to play ball at this moment. He threw away the club in his hand, sat under the nearby sun lounger, took a can of frozen beer, opened the pull ring with a snap, and started drinking.

Mr. Li walked over, took a can of beer, opened it and took a sip, and then said carelessly: "If you have any questions to tell me, maybe I can help."

Only then did Long Jianfei slap the beer on the table, look at Li Ershao with sharp eyes, and say, "Let me borrow some money..."

"Borrow money? No problem, how much is it, five million, or ten million?"

"Five hundred million!"

"Uh--" Li Ershao was stunned for a moment, "I want so much?"

"Why, no?"

"That's not, I can still get five hundred million, but..."

Before Li Ershao could finish his words, Long Jianfei said: "China Overseas Communications - we can cooperate."

Li Ershao smiled—in the sun, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and he smiled very easily, then stretched out his hand to Long Jianfei: "Then - happy cooperation!"
Chapter completed!