Although it was very busy during this time, Wu Dao rushed to the sales department immediately after receiving Rong Fan's call.

The three went home together, Wu Dao and Chang Yue stopped by to buy groceries, and Rong Fan went home first.

When it comes to grocery shopping, Chang Yue can be said to know nothing about it. The only thing he is good at in his life is stocks, and he lacks other necessary survival skills. When encountering such a thing, he can only follow behind Bu Dao to carry things.

But Bu Dao didn't want him to carry it, so Chang Yue could only run around the vegetable market, and finally met Bu Dao in front of a stall selling shiitake mushrooms.

A tall and long-legged Wu Dao stood out among the women. Chang Yue leaned over and heard the stall owner asking Wu Dao, "Xiao Wu, are you cooking for your wife again?"

Chang Yue paused when he saw Wu Dao's hand holding the money, and said, "I invite someone to dinner at home today."

Stall owner: "Oh, so isn't your wife cooking today?"

Wu Dao reached out to take a bag of shiitake mushrooms: "He is busy with work and has no time."

A housewife next to me heard it, and said to the people around her: "Look at him, what a handsome young man, he even cooks for his wife. Look at my house, I know how to eat every day, and I'm going to eat it. Eat, eat, and say that I was conceived by Marshal Canopy in my previous life."

All the women laughed, and someone gave the housewife a push: "He is Zhu Bajie, so you are Miss Gao. What's your dissatisfaction?"

The housewife pointed at the orchid: "What Miss Gao, I'm still Chang'e..."

Wu Dao glanced this way, but after seeing a group of women, Chang Yue leaned on the small counter, looked at him with a half-smile across the crowd, and made a mouth shape.

Chang Yue said: Is your wife as good-looking as Chang'e?

Wu Dao hurriedly turned around.

Along the way, Chang Yue joked about martial arts, but Wu Dao didn't say a word, and went straight into the kitchen when he got home.

Chang Yue is going to eat boiled mutton today, but it is actually very simple to make.Bu Dao connected a small gas stove in the dining room, adjusted the bottom of the pot himself, and then washed and cut vegetables in the kitchen.

Chang Yue slipped in, picked up a washed cucumber and ate it.He was sitting on the edge of the kitchen counter, while watching Bu Dao skillfully chop the vegetables, he asked casually, "What have you been up to lately?"

Suddenly, the kitchen knife was chopped heavily on the chopping board. The expression on Wu Dao's face seemed to change for a moment, but he quickly returned to his previous expressionless face. He said, "My father wants me to hone in Fengzhen and do a few project."

Chang Yue: "What project?"

Martial arts: "Real estate."

Chang Yue groaned. In fact, he had already thought of it before. With a family background like Martial Arts, it is perfect to invest in real estate. From connections to funds to news, everything is perfect. It is only a matter of time before the industry expands.

Chang Yue thought for a while, then suddenly said, "Do you want to invest?"

Wu Dao put the lotus vegetables on the plate: "I'm not short of money."

Chang Yue looked at him very seriously: "But I am missing. Brother, there is such a good thing as original stock, please remember me."

There are not a few people who have made a fortune after subscribing to the original stock, and there are not a few who have increased their principal by dozens or even hundreds of times in one go. Although Chang Yue is not interested in this kind of sudden wealth without technical content, he can get rich by relying on it. The huge principal is definitely a good opportunity for him.

Chang Yue patted Wu Dao on the back encouragingly: "Brother, it's up to you whether the company can be listed."

Bu Dao's back stiffened suddenly, as if something had touched a sensitive area.Chang Yue also felt this stiffness. In the not-so-spacious kitchen, the distance between the two of them suddenly seemed too close, and they could stick to each other's skin as soon as they turned around.

Wu Dao's Adam's apple twitched, and he whispered, "I remember."

Taking a deep look at him, Chang Yue was about to say something, but the doorbell rang, and Chang Yue had no choice but to open the door.

Kong Wei's smiling face appeared from outside the door. He stepped in and waved his subordinates to bring in a case of wine, a whole case of Moutai.

He held Chang Yue's hand: "Brother, why are you free to have dinner with brother today? Then we won't be drunk today!"

Chang Yue also shook his hand backhandedly: "Brother, you'd better not drink before you speak, I'm afraid you'll go crazy drinking at my house."

Kong Wei heard the meaning in his words: "What do you want to tell me? It's very important?"

Chang Yue didn't answer, just said that he had to eat first.

At the dinner table, although the hot pot tasted good and the wine was mellow, Kong Wei only moved his chopsticks a few times and stopped eating. He asked Chang Yue eagerly what he wanted to say to him.

"You don't plan to quit, do you? Or is there something wrong with the stock?" Kong Wei asked nervously, holding a small wine glass in his hand.

Chang Yue was very careless. He put down his chopsticks and looked at the cigarette in his hand, but he didn't light it: "Half and half."

Kong Wei's premonition came true, and he was shocked: "Don't! Tell me, why are you dissatisfied, or who made you unhappy? Brother will help you solve it! Don't worry about the stock issue. If you lose it, you will lose it." Just earn it back next time!"

As he said that, Kong Wei wanted to get some support from others, but Wu Dao went to the kitchen to get something, so he was not there; while Rong Fan seemed to know about it a long time ago, he didn't pay attention to their conversation at all, and kept bowing his head eat.

Kong Wei's gaze turned around pitifully, and finally returned to Chang Yue, who was still slowly turning the cigarette, with a hesitant look on his face.

His money is all in the stock market now, and Guan Wudao borrowed all his living expenses. If Wudao doesn't give him money to buy cigarettes, he will really have no cigarettes.

Thinking back to the grand boss of Guangyue Fund, Uncle Chang who spent money like water, now he can’t even afford to smoke. He is really bullied by dogs!

Kong Wei is a smart man. He looked at Chang Yue for a moment, and suddenly he was so blessed that he passed a pack of cigarettes from under the table.

Seeing that Chang Yue suddenly smiled, he immediately lit a cigarette and said, "Do you know what the mouse barn is?"

Kong Wei shook his head blankly.

The mouse layer, as the name suggests, is a position secretly established by others.

Before making a stock, some traders may tell their family or friends about their action plan, or simply sell the news.

People who get the news place buy orders at low prices, or buy stocks at low prices before trading funds intervene, and then traders use trading funds to lift stocks to high levels, and then sell these mouse positions secretly , to achieve the purpose of parasitizing the banker.

These mouse warehouses generally do not have a large amount of funds. However, because of the large amount, it is easy to cause substantial damage to private equity or securities companies, eat away the profits of the dealers, and drag down many organizations.

Like Kong Wei, he has the largest amount of funds and suffers the most losses. No matter what Chang Yue wants to do with the mouse warehouse, he must be notified first.

However, Kong Wei was in a daze after hearing Chang Yue's explanation. After listening for a long time, he finally came to his senses and asked hesitantly, "You mean...you mean, someone is stealing our money?"

Chang Yue had given up hope for him, and said perfunctorily, "It can be understood in this way."

Kong Wei became angry all of a sudden: "Then what are you waiting for, beat me up!"

Chang Yue really wanted to kick this man out of the room.

Speaking of it, he actually knew nothing about management, and he had never dealt with this kind of thing before.

In the past, he only focused on the investment direction of Guangyue Fund's daily affairs. He didn't bother to take care of the mouse warehouse, cooperation, personnel affairs, etc., and they were all handled by another person.

Chang Yue only needs to be responsible for speaking out at critical moments. There is no other way. His employees all worship him like a god.

Chang Yue looked up to the sky in the smog and sighed, the fucking past is like smoke, the good days are gone forever.

Wu Dao took out a new plate of mutton from the kitchen and put it on the table: "Who are you going to beat?"

Kong Wei went up to greet him as soon as he heard it, and was as moved as a commoner meeting the Eighth Route Army, relatives!

Kong Wei: "I'll just say it! Who else can I move with my old arms and legs? It's up to you, Brother Wu!"

Wu Dao looked at Chang Yue questioningly, as if waiting for his order.

The man smoking a cigarette glanced at him with extraordinarily complicated eyes, and then continued to puff.

That's right, the good old days are gone forever, but the present is barely manageable.

After receiving Chang Yue's answer, Kong Fuhao, who was fragile, was finally able to sit down and eat properly. However, after eating for a long time, he suddenly put down his chopsticks: "Brother, what do you mean by half and half? You don't plan to continue doing it." ?”

Chang Yue really admired his reaction speed.

He said: "I have no intention of quitting, just another way. There are too many people in the big family room, and it is too easy to leak. And...for me, this method is too inefficient and will face obstacles."

Not everyone in Otoshiro trusts him like Kong Wei does.

As far as Chang Yue knew, among the sixteen people other than himself, Fat Brother, and Kong Wei, several of them complained about themselves.

Chang Yue didn't push up when they were optimistic, and washed the market when they thought it should be shipped, and disagreed several times.

Although the final result proved that Chang Yue's choice was right, but people are like this, and it is much easier to forgive others for their mistakes than to be right.

Especially when it comes to the gains and losses of money, the more correct Chang Yue is, the more worried and resentful they are about Chang Yue, thinking that he is arbitrary and arrogant.

If this continues, sooner or later, Chang Yue's order will not be implemented.

And those who opposed him were not wrong, because their relationship was essentially cooperation, Chang Yue and their status were equal, and he was not qualified to let others obey him.

And what Chang Yue needs is precisely a team that completely obeys his instructions, a team that will not leak the news, trusts him wholeheartedly, and implements his instructions.

He wants power.

Chang Yue originally thought that what he said would attract Kong Wei's backlash, but he did not expect that Kong Wei nodded and sighed: "I also think it is not good to continue to trade in the big family room. There are so many people and people are crowded around every day." It is indeed too troublesome to wonder how you plan to operate outside the door. By the way, do you still remember the name of the young man you brought to drink with that day?"

Chang Yue: "The surname seems to be Ye, what is Zhe?"

Chang Yue has always been very forgetful, especially when it comes to insignificant people, he doesn't even have the time to look back.

Like the person Kong Wei mentioned at this moment, he can hardly remember his appearance, he only remembers that he looks pretty good, white and tender, before the karaoke farewell, he thought this boy was disgusting and he was so disgusting that he would never I am willing to appear in the Chengnan Sales Department.

In fact, Chang Yue later felt quite ashamed of him. He once found a good stock for him to recommend, but he couldn't find the paper with the phone number on it, so he had to let it go.

Kong Wei: "Some time ago, he was talking bad about you everywhere in the sales department, talking nonsense every day. I asked someone to beat him up and drive him away."

And this crop?

Chang Yue sighed, not knowing whether he should feel sorry for the child or thank Kong Wei.

"You didn't slap your face, did you?" It's a pretty good face, but it's a pity to slap it.

Kong Wei said righteously: "How is it possible?! I hate the little boy in my life!"

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