"Mr. Wang, do you know how much Lianxiang was originally worth?"

"80 billion Hong Kong dollars!"

"Haha... I didn't expect that Mr. Wang is also a person who often pays attention to financial news.

Yes, Lianxiang Group had a market value of HK$80 billion last month. But now, the stock price has plummeted. As of yesterday, the market value was only HK$28.1 billion.

Mr. Wang, do you know why this is?"

"Hey, I know this. Damai Technology prohibits you from using the mouse on Leanxiang Computer."

"Well, yes, that's true!

But Mr. Wang, misfortune lies on the back of good fortune, and good fortune lies on the back of misfortune. When Damai Technology was in trouble for Lianxiang, it also gave Lianxiang an opportunity to make a fortune."

"Oh, Mr. Liu, please tell me..."

"Mr. Wang, Lianxiang originally had a market value of HK$80 billion and now has a market value of HK$28.1 billion. If Damai Technology, headed by Sun Hao, suddenly announced that it would lift the ban on Lianxiang..."

“Lianxiang’s stock price will definitely rebound quickly!”

"That's right!

Mr. Wang, let me ask you again, if we spend 1 yuan to buy Lianxiang’s stock before Damai Technology announces the lifting of restrictions, how much net profit will we make after they announce it?”

"Well, it's about two dollars."

"Haha... Mr. Wang, I didn't expect that you are an expert in fortune-telling and you are equally good in mathematics.

Okay, let me ask you again, if you spend 1,000 yuan to buy Lianxiang stock, how much net profit can you make?

If you spend 10 million to buy Lianxiang stocks, how much net profit can you make?

If we further enlarge this amount, how much net profit will you make if you spend HK$2 billion to buy Lianxiang shares?"

“Hiss…, a net profit of HK$4 billion!

Hey...Mr. Liu, please stop painting a pie for me. Even if I want to buy Lianxiang shares, I don’t have the money."

“If you don’t have money, it’s easy!

I'll find some friends in Hong Kong to lend it to you. Not to mention the principal of 2 billion Hong Kong dollars, even if you borrow 5 billion directly from them, these guys can still come up with it.

Now, the key is, how can we get Sun Hao to agree to let Lian Xiang go?"

"This, it seems, is quite difficult, right?

I heard from a well-connected friend that the struggle between Damai Technology and Leanxiang was discussed in a group of 25 people, and the conclusion was that it should be ignored."

"Haha..., your friend is right, but it is precisely because of this that you have the opportunity to make a fortune, brother!

4 billion Hong Kong dollars, when will people see so much money in this life?!"

………

In the luxury box, Wang Lin was thinking about the scene a few days ago while staring at Sun Hao without blinking.

It wasn't that he was impressed by Sun Hao's handsomeness, but that Wang Lin wanted to see something different from the young director's face.

Did he believe what he said just now?

However, he was a little disappointed. After watching for a long time, Wang Lin, who claimed to know countless people, could not read any valuable information on Sun Hao's face.

Of course, it may also be because Sun Hao is using his mobile phone to send messages to others.

[Boss, the situation is not good!

There are actually seven groups of people near Fulinmen Hotel. If you have nothing important to do, hurry up and come out.】

[Liu, Lin, Li, and Yang, the four super-rich people from Hong Kong all eat here, so it’s right that there are people nearby to protect them.]

【no!

These people should be well-trained agents. At least I saw colleagues from the original unit, um, doing surveillance.】

[Wang Jiangang, are you sure?]

[As long as you dare to give us a salary increase of 10,000 yuan, we will guarantee it with your head.]

[Okay, starting from today, everyone’s monthly salary will be increased by 10,000!]

After sending the text message calmly, Sun Hao raised his head and shook the phone in his hand at everyone.

"Sorry, everyone.

Since the crew is still in Taiwan, there are some things that have not been dealt with clearly, so I will explain them via text message."

"Haha..., it's okay!

Director Sun Hao, we all know that you are very busy." At this time, the person who spoke was the second son of the Li family. After speaking, he raised the red wine glass.

"Thank you for understanding!"

Sun Hao also raised his glass and took a small sip.

It's okay to pretend to be drunk by drinking red wine. If you want to drink to your heart's content, haha... you have to go to Erguotou in China.

"Director Sun Hao, to tell you the truth, I believe this. Even if I miss it now, it will eventually come back to you. But if it is not yours, if you insist on holding it in your hands,

I estimate that I will also be deeply affected by it.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t have been running to Thailand all day long to beg the White Dragon King.” At this time, the speaker was Lin Jianyue, Chairman of the Board of Directors of Asia Pacific.

"Hmm..." Sun Hao thought for a moment, then pointed at Wang Lin and said: "Mr. Lin, Mr. Li, I believe in fate, but I don't believe in him."

"Haha..." Wang Lin laughed.

The man named Liu was indeed right. Sun Hao, the grandson, despite his young age, was as cunning as a fox.

"Director Sun Hao, this is the first time we have met. Believe it or not, we are destined to be together. Even if we are destined to be together, let's have a drink together..."

"slow!"

Seeing Wang Lin trying to pick up the wine glass, Sun Hao immediately stopped him.

"Mr. Wang, let me tell you, [63 Prophecies] is your masterpiece?"

"Yes, in order to alert the world and save all sentient beings, I told a little bit of what I saw."

"Do you speak English?" This sentence was spoken by Sun Hao in English.

"Uh..." Wang Lin was immediately confused.

Why doesn't Sun Hao, your grandson, play his cards according to the routine? You're fucking talking like a bird, how can I understand you?!

But fortunately, Da Liu spoke at this time.

"Master Wang, what Director Sun Hao means is that you don't speak English, so why are [63 Prophecies] written in English?"

"Oh..." Wang Lin breathed a sigh of relief.

"So this is what Director Sun Hao asked?

I spoke in Mandarin about the major events that I saw will happen in the next few decades, and then asked Du to upload them to the Internet in English. After all, in the predictions, more things will happen abroad."

"Haha..., there is no proof, how do I know what you said is true." Sun Hao sneered and continued to question.

"Director Sun Hao, you are wrong!

It’s not that there is no proof of death, it’s that Du is not dead!”

"Ah..." Sun Hao was shocked.

"Yes, Du is not dead." Wang Lin pretended to be profound and said: "If my deduction is correct, he should be in Tokyo, Japan at the moment, receiving concierge-level treatment from the country's government."

"impossible!"

Sun Hao expressed doubts about this.

"Believe it or not?"

Wang Lin smiled lightly and suddenly clasped his hands together.

"Then..., let me ask Master another question. If you can give me a satisfactory explanation, I will believe you."

"It's still what I said just now. Believe it or not, I'm happy to give director Sun Hao some pointers."

"Thanks!

Of the [63 prophecies], 62 have the exact time and location of the event, but why does the seventh one only have the keywords [Twin Towers and World Trade Center] but no exact time of occurrence?"

"Haha..." Facing the question raised by Sun Hao, Wang Lin laughed again.

"Director Sun Hao, let me ask you a question, are we Chinese among the events predicted in the first six predictions?"

"Yep!"

"So I was concerned and I tried to see the exact place and the exact time that it happened."

"Then you mean there are no more Chinese people in the Twin Towers and World Trade Center in New York?"

“I can only say that I can’t feel the Chinese atmosphere!”

"Ha ha……"
To be continued...