Song Jinming looked at the plummeting trend of the stock market with disbelief on his face.
He banged the table desperately and shouted: "It will rise quickly! It will rise again!!!"
However.
Yelling in vain still cannot change the established facts.
"Director Song! We...we were cut..."
Song Jinming has been in the financial world for so many years. As an elite in the financial world, one day he will be cut off by someone else's manipulation of the stock market.
If this spreads out, will it be laughed at?
As the richest man in Longcheng City, he has rich financial experience and can see through all the ways to cut leeks in the stock market. He has even scorned many traders.
I often walk by the river without getting my shoes wet.
Playing with an eagle all my life, only to be pecked in the eye by an eagle.
Song Jinming slumped on the ground with a dejected face, unable to accept this fact.
"I can't lose! I'm the richest man in Dragon City, how could I lose? Find out quickly, where is this bet? How could I lose? How could I lose?"
The anger made Song Jinming completely lose his mind.
"Director Song, we just checked and couldn't find the IP, but we know that this is a stock market under Longhu Group."
Longhu Group......
It’s over!
It's all over!
Song Jinming looked at the stock market in despair, unable to imagine that he had become a pauper because of such a stock market.
More importantly, this is the stock market of Longhu Group! ! !
If it were other stock markets, he might be able to recover the lost principal by relying on some of his prestige in Dragon City.
But he can't afford to offend the Longhu Group!
What's more, the financial game just now has already involved him with all his wealth.
Mingjin Company and the garage under his name have nothing to do with him.
He can declare personal bankruptcy and liquidation from now on.
Just when Song Jinming seemed to be falling into the abyss, Song Qingzhe suddenly rushed into the chairman's office.
He said excitedly: "Dad, I have stopped my losses in time!"
When he heard the words "stop losses in time", Song Jinming even felt a sense of humiliation.
He had just finished teaching his son how to stop losses in time, but he didn't expect that the gambler's mentality would soon happen to him. How ironic is this?
Song Jinming shed tears of shame and said sadly: "Qingzhe, our family... our family is bankrupt..."
"Huh???" Song Qingzhe looked at Song Jinming dumbfounded, with disbelief on his face.
Bankruptcy?
How can this be?
His dad is the richest man in Longcheng City, how could he go bankrupt?
Song Qingzhe immediately saw the stock market displayed on the laptop, and his expression suddenly changed: "Dad, when did you start playing with this stock market?"
Song Jinming trembled all over and said, "Qingzhe, we...we have become paupers! Dad, I'm sorry for you!"
"Dad, do you know that this stock market is called a pig-killing market? Some people use it specifically to raise pigs and then slaughter them after they are fattened. As a financial giant, how can you even do this little trick? Can’t you see it?”
Song Qingzhe looked at Song Jinming with shock on his face, and for a moment he felt that he almost didn't recognize his father.
His father's face was filled with the word greed!
Song Jinming held his head in his hands and said with some pain: "What should we do now?"
Song Qingzhe took a deep breath and said: "Dad, you asked me to stop my losses in time, but why didn't you do it yourself? Why do you always ask me for things you can't do?"
Song Jinming held Song Qingzhe's shoulders and choked with sobs: "Qingzhe, dad is sorry for you. If you still like that Jin Qiaoqiao, just marry her home. Dad won't object to you anymore."
Song Qingzhe shook his head helplessly and said: "Dad, because you asked me to stop my losses in time, I still have three million here."
three million?
Song Jinming's eyes lit up and he said: "Our family still has three million? Then we have the possibility of making a comeback!"
"Dad, can you stop being so stubborn? There are people who specialize in manipulating the stock market. It's impossible for you to win back the money you made before! Can you stop playing?"
At this time, Song Jinming looked a little ferocious, because he had already lost himself in the desire to win or lose in the stock market.
It all started one afternoon.
Song Jinming, who has made great achievements in the financial field, has long lost any interest in ordinary financial projects.
Those financial projects were too time-consuming and costly, and he gradually became very interested in high-risk investments.
Ordinary stocks could not satisfy his strong sense of achievement. Only playing the stock market gradually gave him a sense of joy and pleasure in victory.
And every time the stock market opens and closes, he is immersed in the ultimate pleasure of winning and counting money.
This kind of investment in the stock market itself brings huge returns and can give people a sense of adrenaline secretion stimulation.
After enjoying this pleasure, Song Jinming became uncontrollably addicted to the pleasure of manipulating the stock market.
Until Zhuang Simiao's trading team appeared, he ushered in the Waterloo of his life.
Song Jinming shook his head desperately and said: "No! I can definitely win it back! Qingzhe, you have to believe me! Just give me one million and let me try again!!!"
Seeing Song Jinming almost kneeling down, Song Qingzhe collapsed and said, "Dad, don't do this? This is the last three million our family has!!!"
Song Jinming's eyes were gloomy, and he let out bursts of painful wails...
…
Zhuang Simiao transferred the 600 million that Xia Ye originally invested into Xia Ye's account, and took out his mobile phone to call Xia Ye.
“Mr. You call over."
Xia Ye smiled and said, "Mr. Zhuang, you have worked hard during this period."
"It's not hard! Mr. Xia, if this happens again in the future, remember to come to me. This is more than what I made when I invested in the stock market."
Xia Ye smiled and said, "Okay, if something like this happens in the future, I will think of you first."
Soon.
A dynamic text message from Bauhinia Bank Card was sent, and the trading profit was credited to 76,524,532 yuan.
This time, Zhuang Simiao can be said to have achieved a great victory.
And Song Jinming was at a loss!
This is the effect Xia Ye wants to achieve.
At this time, Xia Ye had already arrived at Panlong Manor, where An Rushan was located.
Xiao Yun, who was sitting in the passenger seat of Hutou Ben, said doubtfully: "Why are we here to meet with An Rushan this time?"
"Didn't I say it last time? I want to give him a generous gift to make him trust us more! Only in this way can your position in the Longhu Group be consolidated."
Xiao Yun nodded solemnly and followed Xia Ye into Panlong Manor.
When I arrived at the single-family villa in the manor, I saw An Rushan leisurely basking in the sun and smoking a cigar from a distance.
"Daddy, I'm here this time to give you a generous gift."
