Stock God [Rebirth]

Ying Shengjiang looked at the mysterious and unpredictable expression on Chang Yue's face, and frowned: "What are you thinking?"

Chang Yue pointed Ye Zhizhe with his finger: "What do you use to control him? Money? Drugs? Human life?"

Ying Shengjiang laughed loudly: "How is it possible? I have long since quit. Xiaoye, tell him, are you willing to follow me?"

The boy was called out again during this conversation, and his face was extremely pale.

Although Ying Shengjiang is smiling now, but if he is not obedient, then what is waiting for him is unknown.

"Yes, I voluntarily." Ye Zhizhe said timidly.

Chang Yue carefully observed his expression, but couldn't tell whether it was true or false: "Okay. I don't get involved in the affairs of the two of you, but I still count on what I promised you. If you need money, you can come to me."

Ying Shengjiang: "Oh, aren't you afraid that Mr. Wu will make trouble for him?"

Chang Yue: "You treat everyone like you."

"He's different from me...or are you two not together at all? Does he know about your illness? Does he not want you? "

Chang Yue's fingers on the table suddenly curled up, and then quickly let go.

"Mind your own business," he said quickly, before getting up to leave.

It was rare that it aroused his mood swings, and Ying Shengjiang refused to let it go.

He stepped on the desk and raised his voice to Chang Yue's back: "He doesn't want you, I want you, anyway, we don't need your thing when we're together, right?"

Watching Chang Yue's back disappear, and the smile on Ying Shengjiang's face gradually disappearing, he waved at Ye Zhizhe: "Which hand did you use to touch him?"

He pinched Ye Zhizhe's right hand with such strength that his wrist quickly turned purple: "Stop talking nonsense in front of him, and be careful to chop off your paw."

Seeing Chang Yue coming and going, Ye Zhizhe felt ashamed, looking at Ying Shengjiang, he wanted to eat him alive, and said through gritted teeth, "Sooner or later you will suffer retribution."

"You don't need to tell me."

Ying Shengjiang took out a small transparent sealed bag from the drawer, which contained white powder, and he casually threw the thing on Ye Zhizhe: "Save it. If you let him know, you will be castrated."

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Because he currently has limited contacts in the circle, Chang Yue contacted Fat Brother and asked him to help find someone to disseminate the news that he wanted to recruit people. He didn't want anything else, just one or two reliable traders.

However, the news was released, but most of the people who came didn't even know what private equity was.

These people are like some stock investors who have just entered the market. When they first started making money, they wished that they could step on Buffett and punch Soros. What kind of a wise saying is a sentence.

The so-called skin-cut pain can only be felt if it is bought with money.

Chang Yue received such young people for several days in a row, and was provoked from time to time. In the end, he became numb and started to renovate the house.

He ordered four computers and applied for the Internet to conduct transactions. Although he was very dissatisfied with the current network speed, he left the big family room, which was his best choice.

It was almost summer, and although it was in the north, the weather in Fengzhen this year was abnormally humid, especially at noon.

"The left side is a little higher, yes, okay, it's just this high." Under Chang Yue's command, Bu Dao fixed the Roman pole, reached out to catch the hammer head, and smashed it up and down.

Chang Yue looked up until his neck became sore, leaned against the window on the other side, and looked out.

Outside the residential area is a shantytown that has not been repaired in the city. The houses built by the residents are arranged in a long and crooked strip. There are protruding antennas and racks on the roof, and there are bicycle bells jingling through it.

This is quite different from Chang Yue's office in his last life.

In his last life, he had his own company in the top business district. The office was on the 37th floor. Looking out of the window, the sky was divided into strange geometric patterns by buildings, and the pedestrians and cars on the ground were blurred and far away, as if he was alone. isolated from the rest of the world.

It was an environment suitable for independent thinking and decision making.

Because hundreds of millions or billions of funds come and go in just one thought, and the price of mistakes is too heavy to bear, so no one dares to disturb his meditation easily.Even when that person was working in the company, the two never only met in the reception room.

Chang Yue never imagined that he would still have the opportunity to restart this adventurous game in such a place.

However, he will never step into the same river again.It is enough to make the same mistake once, but it is called stupid to make the same mistake a second time.

Budo finished the work, got down from the ladder, and put the hammer head into the tool box.

"When are you going to start?"

Chang Yue lit a cigarette: "Wait until you find someone, anyway, the market is so-so these days."

After selling Qianhua shares that day, the market fell under pressure, and then consolidated below the moving average, and the market was not very good.

Wu Dao stood behind him: "Have you found someone to subscribe?"

Putting his finger on the window sill and knocking the cigarette ash, Chang Yue's tone was very flat: "Ying Shengjiang paid 3000 million, but I doubt it's his money."

Ying Shengjiang's boss, also known as the "chairman" in his mouth, is a big man. Ying Shengjiang himself should not have so much cash to drive, and the chairman is not bad.

Wu Dao's gaze suddenly became very sharp: "Have you gone to find him?"

"If you don't look for him, why should you look for you, brother?" Chang Yue gave him a mocking look, "Do you have that much money?"

When he said this, Chang Yue's fingers on the window sill curled up nervously again. The cigarette burned his hand, and he frowned and threw it into the trash can.

"What's the matter with you?" Wu Dao took a look at his wrist, and then let go when he saw that there was nothing wrong.The two were very close by the window sill, his voice was hoarse and low, "Did I make you angry?"

It was also from the day he left Otoshi, Budo began to slowly show his aggressiveness.

Because he is busy with his own affairs now, the two of them rarely meet each other, but he obviously began to increase the physical contact between the two of them, but it was only like a careful appeasement, just an appeasement.

Chang Yue saw all of this, but remained indifferent.

He can't be cheeky and say "Come on me, I want to be fucked by you so badly" or "Oh my god, do you particularly mind my physical condition but don't want me to find out?" Or Said, "Grandpa was hurt by love in his previous life, so he doesn't want to have sex with you in this life, so let's keep our relationship as friends." What do you think?"

It's a bit cheap anyway.

Chang Yue took a peek into his heart calmly, and found that those people were right. He was inferior and narcissistic. He couldn't even harden himself when he was thinking about it. He was simply a pervert.

This disease may not be cured for a lifetime, and it is a disability to put it bluntly.

It's all like this, and she still has to pretend to be a chaste and unattainable woman, Chang Yue herself feels disgusting.

Wu Dao just lived with me for a few days, and was hooked up by me again. The hormones are not controlled for a while, and it is possible to spend a lot of money in a fever, but what about in the future?

I have long passed the age where I would be desperate just because of a few vows, and it is impossible to make promises to others casually.The world is full of ups and downs, feasting and feasting, how many people can resist the temptation?How many people can walk together for decades without any animosity?

With martial arts background ability, no matter whether it is real estate or other things, there will only be a smooth road in the future. It is completely different from a person like myself who walks on a tightrope all the time, and who might blow the candle at any time.

Why would he pull others along the way?

What qualifications does he have to demand from others?

The distance between the two is very close, and Wu Dao's breath falls behind his ears, that kind of plausible closeness makes him tremble with nervousness every time.

Chang Yue coughed heavily, forced himself to turn away, and lit a cigarette again: "Pull you down."

Wu Dao couldn't help frowning: "What happened to you?"

Only then did Chang Yue realize that his attitude was too bad, so he could only soften his tone: "No. What have you been up to lately?"

Wu Dao is in contact with a local real estate company in Fengzhen City, and wants to cooperate in the development of real estate in Fengzhen.

This is the first step in his career, but it is not a good choice.

From Chang Yue's point of view, the best opportunity at this time is still in Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou.In particular, martial arts is backed by the deep background of the martial arts family and has financial support. It is almost impossible to dig gold in Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou. It is undoubtedly overkill to develop in Fengzhen City.

Chang Yue: "After a while, I'm going to take Rong Fan to Beijing to visit his parents, so you can go along to see if there is any good opportunity."

Wu Dao: "Yes, but I have something to go to the south tomorrow."

Chang Yue: "Oh."

Wu Dao forcibly straightened his body, and the two faced each other, the distance was so close that they were almost close to each other, as if they were going to kiss each other when they spoke.But in fact, it's just talking.

Wu Dao looked into his eyes and spoke seriously: "One of my comrades-in-arms is sick and cannot move easily. I will help pick him up to see a doctor."

Chang Yue: "Oh."

Wu Dao: "I'll be back soon, don't go looking for Ying Shengjiang these few days."

I don't know why, after hearing his words, Chang Yue's heart suddenly sank, and an extremely ominous premonition welled up in his heart and was suppressed by him.He felt more and more sentimental and began to look like a woman.

Wu Dao bowed his head, and the lips of the two parted as soon as they touched, it was just a kiss.

"wait me back……"

Bang dong dong, the half-hidden door was pushed open, and a young man's face was revealed outside: "Are you looking for a trader here?"