For a family that has bullied Mrs. Tiger, others, even if they are relatives, can only have limited interactions with you and give you some scraps, but they will never give you core benefits!
Fan Biao could feel it himself. Those Chinese gods of wealth were admonishing him through various actions, "You will only earn so much money in your lifetime. This is just a little face given to you because of your blood connection!"
"Your assets in your lifetime will never exceed five million! Just accept your fate, just accept your fate!"
Fan Biao was forced into a corner by Yang Zhi. At this moment, countless pairs of eyes in the hall were staring at him, and those eyes were like whips hitting him.
Is this my destiny? I always hit the glass window at the most critical moment, the moment closest to victory, making me infinitely close to victory, but never able to achieve complete victory!
This was the case in the past, is it still the case now? Is this my destiny?
If I stop now, I won't lose anything. I have indeed completed the task of Grandpa Er. I have stabilized the market price to more than five yuan in a short period of time.
No one will say anything bad about me, no one will accuse me, including the bannermen of the capital, they have to thank me for taking action today!
And I have indeed made a profit myself. I have already made a profit from these investments today. Not to mention that the 400,000 shares raised in other mornings were all very low-cost. I already have a huge profit at this moment!
I can safely pocket these profits, and this much money is enough for my expenses!
But am I willing? If I do this, won’t it be the same fate as before? Am I not bowing to my fate?
It's still the same old routine, you won't lose money in anything you do, you will make some profit, but all the profits are brought by the Fan family's hat. Others look at your relationship rather than you!
You get a little bit of sweetness, a little bit of profit and then just retreat. No one will really admire you, no one will really treat you as a person!
"This is not the fate I want. I don't want to live like this for the rest of my life! Hahaha..." Fan Biao made the most difficult decision in his life!
"Five two dollars... buy one hundred thousand shares, place an order!"
ah! The crowd exclaimed for a while. This time, people really admired this big brain from the bottom of their hearts. Why should they pay for it at such a high price? This is really to support the market, this is really to fight with Yang Zhi, not just a show!
There are not many Han people who can be admired by these capital bannermen, but during this period today, Fan Biao is considered the number one!
Countless banner men provoked Brother Thumbs up: "Master Biao... mighty! Mighty... mighty..."
The tea cup in Yang Zhi's hand smashed to the ground: "What? He still dares to eat it? Is my guess wrong? Fan Biao's assets are more than five million? Did Fan Qian give him ten million?"
"Since when did Fan Qian think so highly of the eldest branch? Is my information wrong? No, no, no, I can't be wrong, I will never be wrong!"
"Since he is willing to take it, I will give it to him... to raise the price, place an order for 100,000 shares for five yuan and three, and see if he still takes it!"
Fan Biao lost all his usual cynicism today, and he really started to face such huge pressure like a man!
His more than 200 kilograms were like a mountain of meat, pressed firmly on the top of the wooden box. Everyone who looked at his figure suddenly felt extremely at ease.
No one knows how much pressure Fan Biao has in his heart. A series of numbers are floating in his heart, and every number weighs him down!
One million, 1.5 million, 2 million, 2.5 million, 3 million... Fan Biao paid more and more money, and the stock price became higher and higher.
Five yuan, five yuan, five yuan six, five yuan seven... Soon the price approached five yuan nine, and soon he was about to face the psychological barrier of six yuan!
If it breaks through six yuan, the stock price of Jingshi will hit a new high, but can it break through? Does Fan Biao still have money? At the price of 5.9 yuan, it can be said that Yang Zhi gritted his teeth and filled in the order.
At this time, both sides were already frightened. Yang Zhi's hands were trembling, and Fan Biao's heart began to tremble. Five dollars and nine was the final bloody battle!
Ten thousand shares will cost 59,000 silver dollars, and 100,000 shares will cost 590,000 silver dollars!
Fan Biao only has the last one million taels left in his hand now. He is almost running out of ammunition!
Is Yang Zhi feeling well? It’s not easy, the stock worth more than 1.1 million has now become 500,000, and Fan Biao has already snatched away 600,000 shares!
Not all of these stocks belong to you, many of them belong to the royal family and nobles in the capital. How can you still be the banker after losing your chips?
But now that the war has reached this point, there is no way to retreat. Yang Zhi can only wait until Fan Biao runs out of ammunition and funds, and then uses the last few hundred thousand shares to desperately smash the market!
Make Fan Biao unable to bear such a huge book loss, trap him alive, trap him to death, and force him to cut off his flesh and leave the market!
As long as Fan Biao admits defeat, Yang Zhi can get back the chips he lost little by little. By then, not to mention 1.1 million shares, he can get 1.8 million or 2 million shares!
"I'm going to win, I'm going to beat you Big Head Fan to death... plus another 100,000 to sell! Let's see how much money Big Head Fan you have!"
The air in the Capital Exchange was stagnant, and no one dared to breathe. The banner man who was better at mathematics was estimating how much money Fan Biao had spent.
"Three million and one hundred thousand taels! Ancestor, this is too rich... Ouch! Three million and two hundred thousand!"
"Still making money! Mr. Biao is still making money from the pressure order of 5.9 yuan... Another deal was made, 3.3 million taels!"
"Three and a half million...Master Biao is so powerful! Master Biao is so powerful and unyielding!"
Thousands of flag-bearers in the audience all raised their thumbs up, "Master Biao...mighty...wu..."
"Master Biao...mighty...wu..."
People uniformly chanted mighty slogans, never stopping. They were tying Fan Biao's head to morality. Fan Biao's mountain of meat has really become a mountain of gold!
Yang Zhi's palms were wet and he was trembling, "Why do you still have money? This Fan Biao can't have so much money! Did I make a mistake? Why is he still buying?"
If Fan Biao were to take an electrocardiogram test at this moment, his atrial fibrillation would definitely be shaking to the sky. He secretly cried out in his heart, "Oh my God! Grandpa! I only have five hundred thousand taels of silver left. I have no money at all..."
"Why doesn't Yang Zhi admit defeat? My dear grandfather! You have to protect your grandson! For the first time in his life, your grandson wants to straighten his back, but he can't give in in the end!"
The crowd suddenly burst into applause, "It's 3.7 million taels... It's 3.8 million taels... Master Biao smashed in 3.8 million taels today!"
"Six yuan...six yuan...six yuan..."
People shouted the round number of six yuan and clapped neatly, as if they were celebrating in advance!
But they knew that Mr. Biao, who was as solid as a mountain above his head, only had 200,000 taels left at this moment, and Yang Zhi's selling order of 5.9 yuan still needed at least 400,000 taels of silver to take in all of it!
It looks like Fan Da Nao is going to lose this battle!
"Master Biao...mighty...Master Biao...six yuan..."
"Master Biao...mighty...Master Biao...six yuan..."
People shouted slogans and continued to put pressure on Fan Biao. Finally, Fan Biao closed his eyes and whispered, "Another...eat another two hundred thousand..."
At this moment, Fan Biao suddenly stood up and said emotionally, "Fan Lian, the God of Wealth, is my grandfather, Madam Tiger is my aunt, and the head of state is my uncle... I am the nephew of the Fan family in Shanxi!"
"As long as I'm here... there's no way out... Shanxi merchants are mighty! Lao Xi'er... won't retreat!"
At that moment, Fan Biao burst into tears!
