"There is no future in my world, and all the future will become the past. I once loved this world because I knew nothing about it and it filled me with curiosity.
Now I hate this world, because I realize more and more clearly that the only thing that changes is the gorgeous shell wrapped around the unchanging core.
The changes we see are just forms. They are lies one after another, trying to wrap up the gradually heating up fire with larger and larger pieces of paper.
I am clearly aware of this, so I know clearly that if there are no constant changes in form, people will soon realize that life is a desperate situation, and there are only fabricated illusions one after another that we rely on. The hope of living.
But now my hope is completely shattered and everything is devastated, leaving only despair. I think this world belongs to you, because life does not need the truth, and there can be no truth.
The truth will destroy everything, destroy those colorful dreams, destroy those realistic or unrealistic fantasies. The truth always flashes in a hurry, and then is buried by the trivialities of life without leaving a trace. What remains in the world can only It's a dogma of persuasion.
I don’t hate the Chip Alliance, the opponent who pushed Ai Kuang into the abyss, because they defeated me by relying on their own strength, and it was not them who caused my despair.
They are Black Palace officials, consortiums, Wall Street, Silicon Valley, and some of the people I see every day. In my eyes, they are no longer bullshit advanced primates, but demons!
In my eyes, everyone in the entire Federation except them is just meat on the chopping board.
In the dark corners, there are some truths that have never been discovered, such as the fact that Nasdaq is about to collapse. I want to reveal it and let some people who are alive and will continue to live understand it, although I do not I don't care if anyone really understands or cares.
Thinking of this, I looked back at my desire to survive. Perhaps it was instinct that made me nostalgic. This last words was more like the last cry of a desperate person.
I know that it is a false illusion, and living is just one lie after another. In the past, for the sustenance of my soul - crazy love, I could only be a member of the maintenance of these lies, but now that crazy love is dead, in me It was dead in his heart, although he was still controlled by those demons and was responsible for stabilizing Nasdaq.
But the reality is that everything has been exposed, and these demons can no longer keep up these lies.
Therefore, Nasdaq must collapse, these demons must die, must die, must die! ! ! ! "
Gang Leader Qiao chose a very good time to publish his last words. He started frantically forwarding them to Blue Star's major communities and forums at three o'clock in the morning. After completing these, he directly committed suicide by swallowing a gun.
This time, the melon-eaters in other places had another big melon stuffed into their mouths, and everyone in the United States exploded.
Anyone who reads this article can feel the despair contained in Gang Leader Qiao's words.
When major media outlets began frantically deleting posts and blocking the news, it was already too late. This last message had been forwarded countless times, and in many places such as Renren and Blue Space, they could not delete it.
Nasdaq, which had been hanging for a long time, finally began its free fall.
At this time, all forces in the United States no longer care about anything. They directly chose to sell their Nasdaq stocks without thinking. The overall situation and market rescue are not as important as their own interests.
To be honest, even the financial groups themselves feel that it is a miracle that they can work together to hang up Nasdaq for so long. If it weren't for the fact that there are too many holes in the United States this year, it has reached the point where it will collapse if it is poked. It would be wishful thinking to really want them to unite.
Mrs. M, who could have been one of them, had already begun to transfer core secrets to Asia. She knew very well that M Group could become big, but she wanted to be on an equal footing with consortiums like Morgan, Rockefeller, and the Koch brothers. It's wishful thinking.
Therefore, as early as seven years ago when the currency crisis broke out in the Niu Kingdom, we were seeking to develop in Europe. Later, we were dragged by Chen Yi to plant our flag in the mainland. Finally, we decided to transfer the core to Southeast Asia, and the main industries were placed in the mainland. After all, M Group's talent selection model would definitely not work in the mainland, so Mrs. M directly asked Zhang Meirun to request several islands as training bases.
Now that we are almost out of the big quagmire of the United States, Mrs. M has lingering fears when looking at the current situation in the United States.
All the forces at the top have now broken the tacit understanding that they have maintained for a period of time. This fucking ancient camp has turned the tables. In addition, Gang Leader Qiao directly exposed Nasdaq's past with his own death and faced it. Gang Leader Qiao's desperate attack stopped all the consortium's plans for the prehistoric camp. Now is a good time to cut leeks, so run away first.
As a result, a series of tacit understandings within the United States were broken, and what was reflected in the financial market was that Nasdaq directly began to accelerate its free fall.
Many leeks are still immersed in the despair of Gang Leader Qiao's suicide, and only a few people directly choose to run away.
So throughout the next June, the sales of mobile phones in the prehistoric camp were booming, while the Nasdaq stock price fell again and again. Even in late June, the Nasdaq fell below the 7% warning three times. The line directly triggered the fuse mechanism.
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"Ah! We witnessed history!"
At this time, Chen Yi, who was sitting in a conference room at the Dream Headquarters, looked at the big screen. The "Leek Stock God" Buffett of the United States made a public speech, saying that he had been alive for a long time, and expressed his emotions.
"Okay Chen Yi, if you need anything, please tell me quickly. Everyone is very busy!"
Rebus said to Chen Yi with a dark face, saying that he had never given Chen Yi a good look since the concert.
Mud horse!
Five years, five years after this kid got that video. He started plotting against himself five fucking years ago. What kind of idea is this? !
Others in the conference room also looked at Chen Yi with horror, fearing that the other party would also come up with a similar "single release" for them.
Chen Yi looked at Rebus's serious face, sighed and said, "Mr. Lei, why don't you understand, I'm doing this for your own good!
Think about it, after your concert, your rice has become famous in Blue Star. How much advertising fees have been saved! "
Rebus's face darkened even more when he heard this, and he even cursed.
“Dami is famous, but some clients who met me for the first time asked me whether I was a record company or an Internet company?
In the past month, I have received at least five calls from people in Europe claiming to be agents from entertainment companies, wanting to sign a contract with me! "
"Then just promise them, isn't it good to be famous?
Why, with your current status, are you still afraid of them unspoken rules for you? "
I’m going to go crazy about the unspoken rules!
Rebus just felt like he was irritable now. Why couldn't this kid get through his concert?
Mr. Ren on the side couldn't stand it anymore and said directly: "Okay, Chen Yi, don't waste any more time. Why did you call us here today?
If you don't worry about the chicken feathers over there in the United States, why do you still have time to come to us? "
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