The domineering president married a sweet wife

U.S. stocks are in turmoil.

The share prices of small businesses registered by Song Zhenzhen soared.

"President, there are dealers in Shanghai Stock Exchange who have released 300 million shares."

"purchase."

"Deed Securities has another 500 million shares released by the market maker, and the unit price has risen to 40 yuan."

"Buy, I want everything under 50 yuan."

Ye Feicheng staggered his fingers, pressed his chin, and stared at the double candlestick on the computer screen, with a gloomy expression.

"Ye Feicheng, the stock of that company has already risen to 50 yuan. If it continues like this, it will soon break through [-] yuan a share. Are you sure you want to follow?" Ye Jingchen was already a little impatient.

"How many shares do we have now?" Ye Feicheng said indifferently.

"Now we have 8000 shares of 878." Weisen said in an emotionless tone.

"8000 million shares, 40 billion." Ye Feicheng's eyes moved rapidly.

"Feicheng, why do I think this is a trap set by Song Zhenzhen? The stock price of this stock was originally not more than five yuan. Why did the stock price immediately float to 50 yuan a share when our funds started to buy it? This is a trap set by Song Zhenzhen. Right, it must be!" Ye Jingchen gritted his teeth, shook his eyes and said, "Stop it now, we can't follow anymore?"

"How do you stop? If it's a trap, it's too late even if you stop." Ye Feicheng glanced at Ye Jingchen, and said coldly, "Continue to accept, 80 yuan, all accepted."

"Ye Feicheng!" Ye Jingchen clapped his hands on the desk.

"The money has already been involved, and we can only do it to the end. Don't you understand the truth?" Ye Feicheng said this sentence to Ye Jingchen lightly, then turned to Wei Sen and said, "I have received [-] million for the time being." share."

"President, something is wrong." Wei Sen's expression was different.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?" Ye Jingchen probably lost his composure completely, and his tone was even trembling.

"All the stock transactions that were originally listed are closed, and now there is no dealer buying this stock." Wei Sen's face was ugly.

"It's over, it's over, it really is a fraud, it really is a fraud." Ye Jingchen slumped on the sofa, laughing like self-deprecating.

Ye Feicheng got up indifferently, stretched his waist, and said calmly: "Since the opening of the market, I have been busy until now, so I can rest."

"Hey, Ye Feicheng, 50 billion funds just evaporated out of thin air, and you are still so calm?" Ye Jingchen suddenly got up, stood in front of Ye Feicheng, and said with an angry look at Ye Feicheng.

"Who said that for Mai Yaxi, everything is worth it?" Ye Feicheng asked back.

Ye Jingchen's words were cut off.

The office door was pushed open, and Situ came in in a hurry, and said, "Brother Feicheng, I just got the news that Song Zhenzhen has already taken an international flight back to the United States in another city."

Ye Feicheng squinted his eyes, obviously suppressing his anger: "Very good, very good, Song Zhenzhen is indeed a seasoned old woman, knowing that this city is my Ye Feicheng's territory, even if I leave, I dare not take the opportunity here .”

"It's still the bastard who made us lose 50 billion." Ye Jingchen couldn't help but added.

"But if that company is only used to cheat stocks, where is Song Zhenzhen's funds?" Wei Sen couldn't help frowning and asked.

"One more person may know." Ye Feicheng was silent for a moment before saying.

"Fang Jingya!" Ye Jingchen almost blurted out.