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Chapter 623 Market Share

When the final box office of Mr. and Mrs. Smith was close to 500 million, the Nasdaq Index also ushered in its final craziness.

In the financial programs on TV, people are clamoring that five thousand points is not the end, but five thousand five, even five thousand eight, six thousand points.

Looking at the shouting Zhuan family, what came to Fang Zhe's mind was the TV shopping scene.

Anyone with a little bit of common sense and calmness and rationality can see that the Federal Reserve is raising interest rates. Isn’t this signal still obvious?

But there are people who keep singing high-profile, why? Are the scammers stupid? Or are their deceptions clever?

No, deception is generally not targeted at smart people. The more inferior a deception seems, and the deception that can be seen through at a glance, is not targeting people with normal IQs.

The same goes for financial experts. Their words may not seem to be very clever, but their actual function is to screen out smart people and insiders, and the rest are their harvest targets.

Yun Jue didn't know when he stood behind Fang Zhe, lying on his shoulder and watching TV together: "This is a blatant fraud!"

"I think it's more accurate to use legal fraud. I bet that his stock account must be short, or he is already preparing to go short. Or maybe he doesn't trade in stocks, but he has received someone's money. Well, I don't

You have no right to despise him. This is the United States, and there is no shame in making money. No one is nobler than anyone else."

Fang Zhe turned around and smiled, and Yun Jue pressed her face: "This is the country of the United States. Is this a reason for you to reduce your guilt?"

"The masters of this country have no sense of guilt. How can I, an outsider, feel any sense of guilt? When you watch these people on TV, they stand on the moral high ground, overlooking and pointing out the whole world. They never look back and see that there are people sitting under their butts.

What?" Fang Zhe's tone was very disgusting, as if he didn't like this country at all. In fact, this was indeed the case. What Fang Zhe liked was the US dollar.

Yun Jue turned around on the sofa and sat next to Fang Zhe. He leaned on his shoulder and raised his hand to turn off the TV: "I don't want to listen to these people's nonsense anymore. I said, you seem to be too honest recently. The sadness on Mingzhu's face is almost overflowing.

Already."

"It's inconvenient for you right now, so I can't favor one person over another." Yun Jue's righteous words made Yun Jue cover her mouth and laugh.

"Okay, I get it, just don't waste the time and energy you save on those foreign women." Yun Jue yawned and turned back to the room to take a nap. On the weekend, Fang Zhe stayed at home and watched TV. In the United States,

Rich people may have gone to various parties.

It seemed like an understatement, but Fang Zhe did not dare to neglect it. Yun Jue was the most important now, so her words must be taken seriously.

Standing at the door and looking at the afternoon sky, the weather was very bad and gloomy, as if it was foreshadowing something.

When a snow bead hit his face, Fang Zhe tightened his collar, took out his phone and dialed: "It's snowing, just arrange for someone to be on duty. As the president, there is no need to work so hard."

Wu Mingzhu laughed lazily on the other side of the phone: "Giggle, are you caring about me? I'm so happy. I'm on my way back. The results in January are great. After registration is fully open, registered users appear.

There was a small blowout, and even though today is the weekend, I couldn’t help but look at the data.”

Woof woof woof, Xiao Chong lay with his legs on the door, trying very hard to figure it out.

"It's snowing outside, go back and lie down." Fang Zhe opened the door and grabbed the collar, preventing this energetic guy from going out.

The heating in the room was fully turned on. After entering the door, I took off my coat and went upstairs to the study. I turned on the computer and didn't mean to read the news. I just played the game. The dog, who had no one to play with, lay on the side in embarrassment.

When Fang Zhe is at this house, he is usually walked twice. In Fang Zhe's absence, there is a temporary dog ​​walker hired.

America is a place where money is like a paradise. Living in a wealthy community, security and living facilities are guaranteed.

Before the human-machine battle ended, I heard the sound of the speaker. I opened the door and stood on the corridor looking at the door. The person who came in was naturally Wu Mingzhu. Recently, both of them have been very restrained and have not played online games. Yun Jue's comparison

Worried about her children, Wu Mingzhu also deliberately restrained herself, probably because she was worried about Yun Jue's feelings.

"Why are you so affectionate all of a sudden?" When their eyes met, Wu Mingzhu burst into laughter.

Fang Zhe felt a little embarrassed and shrugged: "Really?" He turned around and left with a self-deprecating smile on his face.

I no longer had the mood to play games. I was looking at the webpage on my computer. The photos posted by the girls who had to die were becoming more and more bold. When I heard the footsteps, I closed the webpage and opened my mailbox.

I'm working hard.

When he saw the penguin pattern, Fang Zhe remembered that he had an account. He quickly logged in and took a look. There were several applications to add friends. When he clicked on them, he saw that they were all people he didn’t know. He remembered that when he first came into contact with Penguin Chat, Fang Zhe

How passionate he is. Chatting all night in an Internet cafe is a basic operation.

Fang Zhe's memories were filled with many stories from chats in his previous life. It was the first time he met a netizen or something, he was in his early thirties, and he actually felt his heartbeat. It was a heavy blow, coming from a man who weighed 100

A girl weighing 60 pounds and 1.5 meters tall. From then on, Fang Zhe never believed in online dating again.

Wu Mingzhu pushed the door open and came in. She saw this guy smirking at the computer. She came over to take a look and said, "That's good. The stock price of Feida Group has risen to forty-five. How many times has it doubled?"

Huh? Fang Zhe then took a look at the email he opened and took a closer look at the sales volume so far this month. There were already 80,000 desktop computers and more than 20,000 notebooks sold. This kind of brand sells products at prices close to assembled machines.

However, judging from the content of the email, the relevant domestic media reported this matter in a praising tone and considered it to be a classic business case.

Of course, the mainstream media believes that this tactic cannot be sustained because companies cannot afford to lose money.

"After this battle, what kind of results do you want to achieve in the end?" Wu Mingzhu is still knowledgeable. She doesn't think Fang Zhe will continue to do this. "It's too early to say anything now. My goal is market share. In the next few years

This is a period when the domestic computer market is experiencing a blowout, and you should be very clear about the significance of competing for market share at this time."

"I'm just saying that you are not aiming for nothing, let alone venting your anger. You guys never use emotions when it comes to making money. At least I have never seen you use emotions." Wu Mingzhu said something.

Fang Zhe turned around to face her delicate face, looked at each other silently, and began to breathe quickly.


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