Zhu Zhiyuan also knew that he could not convince her with his words alone, so he said: "Let's not mention this for now. Let's go to the factory tomorrow. I will go to the factory with you tomorrow and verify it for you on the spot. You will know. What we have to solve today is another problem of yours." .”
He took a sip of wine and said, "Sister Gong, you were speculating in U.S. stocks and lost tens of millions, right? About fifty million, right?"
"He really knows everything." Gong Fenghuang's heart trembled and he nodded: "Yes."
"This money is not your money, it is state-owned assets. You took advantage of the gap before it was recorded in the account and used it to speculate in stocks. As a result, the more you speculated, the more you lost. When you saw that it was accounted for at the end of the year, you did not dare to leave the market at all. If you left the market, you would have to cut your flesh. .”
"Yes." Gong Fenghuang nodded. At this moment, she felt an unprecedented sense of weakness.
Although she was wearing clothes, she felt that everything was seen through by the man in front of her, as if she was naked. The most terrible thing was that she didn't even dare to say no and had no resistance at all.
"Sister Gong, what do you think of the U.S. economy?" Zhu Zhiyuan suddenly changed the topic.
"The U.S. economy?" Gong Fenghuang thought for a while: "The U.S. economy is still very strong. Although there is a problem with subprime debt, it should be solved with the strong strength of the United States. In fact, they are also solving it."
“For example, is it a rate cut?”
"Yes." Gong Fenghuang said: "Is there any problem? After the U.S. cut interest rates, U.S. stocks rose in response. U.S. stocks are different from the Chinese stock market. U.S. stocks can truly reflect the fundamentals of the U.S. economy."
Seeing Gong Fenghuang's confident look, Zhu Zhiyuan smiled slightly.
At this time, the Chinese people have a fascination with the West, especially Europe and the United States.
Gong Fenghuang is like this, and so is Gao Donghong. They are already the elites of this country, but when facing Europe, they naturally look up to them.
Europe and the United States are the best, and the United States is the strongest, the beacon of the world, always bright, high above, and never wrong.
"Today is the 11th." Zhu Zhiyuan stretched out his hand: "The Dow Jones Index will reach its historical high of 14,198 today."
"How much?" Gong Fenghuang was shaken and asked urgently.
"14198." Zhu Zhiyuan repeated: "This is the highest point in history."
He said, pressing his hand down: "Tomorrow, it will fall rapidly below this point. Five days later, there will be a wave of rise, but it will not rise to this point. After a few days of rising, it will fall again. Every wave, it will fall." If it rises more than it rises, by next year, the Dow will lose half its value."
He had thought about U.S. stocks in his previous life, and although it was impossible to remember them all, he could still remember some iconic points, such as the highest point of the Dow Jones Industrial Average, and he also remembered several bands before and after.
"Falled by half?" Gong Fenghuang exclaimed: "No way, then the world economy..."
"That's right." Zhu Zhiyuan nodded: "A world-wide crisis has already broken out and will sweep across the world in the next two years."
"Then...then my stocks?" Gong Fenghuang clenched his hands tightly.
She is so trapped now that she is reluctant to cut the meat, and she has been thinking of ways to cover her position to lower the cost price. But if Zhu Zhiyuan said it, it would be over.
"Didn't I already say it?" Zhu Zhiyuan said: "Today, it will reach the highest point, and tomorrow it will fall. After falling for about five days, it will rise again. After rising for about five days, it will fall again. Don't you know how to operate?"
Gong Fenghuang's eyes lit up: "Are you sure?"
"14198." Zhu Zhiyuan looked into her eyes: "Tonight, you will see this number."
Due to the time difference, the U.S. stock market opens at night in China, so Zhu Zhiyuan said he would not be able to see it until night.
Gong Fenghuang looked at him blankly.
If there is a chance that the diary is there, Zhu Zhiyuan can peek into it.
Regarding He Xing, there is also a possibility that Zhu Zhiyuan knew He Xing beforehand and knew about her family situation, so he came to fool her.
But there is no such possibility in US stocks, absolutely not.
Anyone without news will never know the rise or fall of the stock market in advance, even one day in advance.
If he could know the rise and fall of the stock market one day in advance, then the stock market would be his cash machine, and he would just do long and short accordingly.
There is no such person.
Zhu Zhiyuan not only knew the rise and fall of the stock market in advance, but even gave accurate figures.
This is not a stock god.
This is God.
"If the US stock market hits this number tonight, then he is a god." Gong Fenghuang's heart was filled with turmoil.
But at this moment, she suddenly shouted: "You have a nosebleed."
It turned out that right in front of her eyes, Zhu Zhiyuan suddenly had a nosebleed.
"Oh." Zhu Zhiyuan wiped the blood on his hand, raised his head and leaned back on the sofa.
"Let me plug it for you." Gong Fenghuang hurriedly stood up, took some paper towels and rolled them into strips to plug Zhu Zhiyuan's nose. "Why did you suddenly get a nosebleed?"
Zhu Zhiyuan smiled and did not answer.
Gong Fenghuang himself came to his senses: "You leaked the secret, so?"
Zhu Zhiyuan suddenly smiled in his heart.
This is the answer he wants.
A woman like Gong Fenghuang will never live in peace. He is suppressing her now. By night, when the US stock numbers come out, she will be completely convinced by him.
But in the future, when she encounters something, she will definitely ask him to predict it again, which will be troublesome.
Zhu Zhiyuan must stop her idea.
So he played a little trick to make her realize that she couldn't predict everything, and if she revealed the secrets, she would be punished by heaven.
In this way, Gong Fenghuang would not be able to pester him on this issue in the future.
Ordinary people have no way to make their noses bleed without being hit or touched.
But Zhu Zhiyuan can.
The shaman of the big tree taught him the incantation of the Mother of the Earth, seven syllables, and if he chanted it, his mind would be at peace and he would be able to enter the country in no time.
But if you recite it backwards, for example, first recite the third syllable, and then recite the second sound, you will feel uncomfortable physically, your blood will flow backwards, your face will turn red, you may feel dizzy, or you may have abdominal pain and heartache. Specifically, it depends on which syllable you start from. Start going in reverse.
If you read the fifth syllable backwards, first the fifth syllable, and then the fourth syllable, you will get a nosebleed.
If it was the skill of his previous life, he would have to recite it several times before he could do it. However, after rebirth, his skill was indeed greatly enhanced. After only reciting it once, his nose would bleed.
This was just a small practice trick, but Gong Fenghuang didn't know it. She just saw Zhu Zhiyuan sitting there with an inexplicable nosebleed. Then she contacted Zhu Zhiyuan to predict the stock market and tell her story. It's all a secret.
So she made up her mind, thinking that Zhu Zhiyuan leaked the secret and was punished by heaven.
Although she is an extremely shrewd woman, practicing these things is completely beyond her knowledge. It is normal for her to be deceived.
"Then what should we do?" Gong Fenghuang said anxiously: "Ah, it's all for me."
"It's okay." Zhu Zhiyuan pretended to be a little weak, stuffed his nose with a tissue, and said, "I'll go back and have a rest, and just practice the exercises once."
"Then why don't you take a rest at my place."
"I'd better go back." Zhu Zhiyuan said and stood up: "You can handle the stock market yourself. At the end of this month, it must be recorded in the account. If you are short of money, tell me how much it is, and I can lend it to you first."
"Thank you, Xiaozhi." Gong Fenghuang had tears in her eyes. She became excited and hugged Zhu Zhiyuan suddenly.
She hugged him tightly, her body trembling.
Although the U.S. stock market could not be seen until night, a series of events, especially the sudden nosebleed, made her completely believe in Zhu Zhiyuan.
Now that she believed it, Zhu Zhiyuan saved her life, so how could she not be excited.
"Okay, okay." Zhu Zhiyuan patted her back: "I'll go back first, and we'll go to Wuji Factory together tomorrow, okay."
"Don't go, I believe you." Gong Fenghuang looked at him, his eyes filled with excitement and admiration.
"Okay." Zhu Zhiyuan smiled kindly and patted Gong Fenghuang on the back: "I'm going back first. I need to take a rest. Let's do it tomorrow, okay."
"Okay." Gong Fenghuang nodded: "I'll give it to you."
"That's not necessary." Zhu Zhiyuan smiled and shook his head: "I'm not that weak."
He said, flexing his arms.
Gong Fenghuang couldn't help but burst into laughter, but his eyes were filled with tears.
She looks so beautiful like this.
