The next morning, Wang Hui left the hotel.

She was so "concerned" that she ordered a wake-up service for her.

"Peng Ling, you drank too much last night. I have paid for the restaurant downstairs. After you get up, you can go for breakfast and drink a glass of milk to protect your stomach mucosa."

Peng Ling leaned against the window, took the note left by Wang Hui, and looked over and over again several times.

The corners of the mouth are slightly raised.

I felt a little bit of emotion in my heart.

How long has it been? No man cared so much about her.

Those men who pursue her are all greedy for her body.

On the one hand, Peng Ling is very proud.

Being able to be coveted by men shows her charm.

On the other hand, Peng Ling was also helpless.

She also wants to meet true love!

"This Wang Hui... still understands it and loves people." Peng Ling smiled and tore the notes into pieces and threw them into the trash can.

A small feeling disappeared in an instant.

She knew that Wang Hui did not touch her last night.

In a daze, Wang Hui seemed to have asked her a few words.

Now I can't remember what it is.

"Oh, Yue Qi is lucky!" Peng Ling murmured to herself.

Wang Hui has always been devoted to Peng Ling.

Buy whatever you want.

I wish I could kneel in front of Yue Qi to serve.

Unexpectedly... Wang Hui was defeated so badly as soon as Li Tian appeared.

"Yue Qi, I have introduced you to a rich man. Your Wang Hui, I will accept it with a smile!" Peng Ling smiled faintly.

There is no guilt in my heart.

In her opinion, money is the standard for measuring everything.

Once upon a time, she saw Wang Hui as an ant.

What kind of climate can a small company’s vice president with an annual salary of only 300,000 or 400,000 yuan?

But now it's different.

Wang Hui, who earned millions of dollars in a wave of market, became a chicken that could lay golden eggs.

Being able to capture Wang Hui is equivalent to seizing a better life for the rest of your life in the future.

What's even more coincidental is... Yue Qi doesn't seem to know that her husband has turned over.

Peng Ling felt that she had been memorizing her characters for so many years and finally had a change of luck.

Wang Hui seemed to be the one who was sent to her by God.

If you don't catch it, it will be difficult to tolerate it.

In front of the mirror, Peng Ling twisted her waist.

The proud curves are fully displayed.

Wang Hui, you are mine sooner or later!

Your money will be mine sooner or later!

...

Before Wang Hui had time to change his clothes, he went directly to Dingxin headquarters.

When parking in the underground parking lot, Shen Feifei happened to park next to him.

After getting off the bus, both sides looked at each other with surprise.

Shen Feifei drove a top-end Q7.

Tough lines and huge

The body of the car is in a very contrasting way with the image of Shen Feifei's cute girl.

Shen Feifei pointed at Wang Hui, her eyes kept wandering around Pamela.

"Brother Hui... is this your car?" Shen Feifei asked.

"Yes!" Wang Hui was very calm.

Since we want to maintain the character of "futures winner", we must maintain this character no matter where others are and beware of mistakes.

"Brother Hui, you can do it. I switched the Main Land Rover two days ago, so I went to Porsche directly."

"I made some futures with my friends and I made some money, and I laughed at me." Wang Hui said.

"Ah..." Shen Feifei gave a thumbs up with an admiration on her face, "Those who dare to play futures are real men! Anyway, I don't dare. I can lose everything overnight!"

"Haha, it's a bit exaggerated. In fact, the key to doing futures is mentality!" Wang Hui said indifferently.

"What mentality?" Shen Feifei pricked her ears, as if she was very interested.

"Do you understand when it comes to futures as spot trade?" Wang Hui smiled and rubbed Chen Feifei's soft long hair, and walked towards the elevator with a smile.

Chen Feifei pouted, carefully put her hair together and followed her.

A slightly red face.

For some reason, Wang Hui's actions just now were full of doting.

She was a little happy.

That day, she remembered Wang Hui's performance on the roof of the advertising company.

The quality that men show in times of crisis is the true quality.

Wang Hui naturally didn't know the little girl's thoughts.

Wang Hui will not do futures.

However, he did learn a lot from a certain inmate.

What he and Shen Feifei said are all the most sensible quotes.

Futures are naturally a good thing, but leveraged trading of futures is an extremely unethical thing.

Once you use leverage, you must understand that what you are doing is beyond your ability.

You can't be considered an investor, but a gambler.

Don’t envy others’ wealth myths that are several times or dozens of times a year.

That's not even a one in ten thousand chance.

Wang Hui recalled the words of that inmate, every word was gem.

Can you think of it? When that inmate started trading futures, he opened an account for 300,000 yuan for ten years, and he was very light in his position every time.

In ten years, more than 30 million.

This is just his account in a futures company.

To be honest, that inmate is a very successful investor.

If his wife hadn't been obsessed with gambling and lost all her money, she would have owed more than 10 million yuan. She was so angry that she cut off one leg of the dealer at the beginning, and she wouldn't have been to prison.

"Brother Hui, you have a few more words and I'll learn it!" Chen Feifei caught up with her and said.

"Feifei, you are not a person who is short of money, why bother to touch futures?" Wang Hui ignored it very much

untie.

"Save a dowry for yourself!" Chen Feifei jumped and followed Wang Hui.

It looks like a junior high school girl who is pestering her father to ask for ice cream.

The latter has the scent of virginity and the smell of some unknown shower fluid.

It smells very good when mixed together.

The girl's hair is soft and spread on her shoulders.

It can be seen that Chen Feifei spent a lot of effort to nourish this beautiful hair.

Looking at Chen Feifei who was smiling gracefully, Wang Hui said helplessly: "You have no shortage of food and clothing. Futures are optional, and no one can guarantee that you will make money!"

"I just want to invest my pocket money and increase my wealth."

"Package? How much?" Wang Hui stopped and asked.
To be continued...