narrow red

Bankruptcy, very heavy words, the elder sister stopped.

Kuang Zheng strode up, without stopping beside her, and said, "Come out with me."

"Hey you..." She was used to being flattered, but suddenly she came to be such a cold person, and she was full of temper and had nowhere to vent her temper.

Kuangzheng was standing on the shoulder of the road opposite the parking lot. The eldest sister awkwardly walked over to him, looked up at the sun, and covered her face with her hands: "Speak quickly if you want to fart!"

Kuang Zheng glanced at her sideways: "You are very angry."

"You, Wanrong, don't do things properly," she said confidently, "What are you treating as a privileged customer!"

Kuang Zheng looked at her posture, couldn't articulate a word or two, took out a cigarette: "Is it okay?"

The eldest sister didn't answer, opened the bag, took out a pack of cigarettes, and took out one.

The two of them don't care who they are, and they order their own.

Breathing out smoke rings, Kuangzheng said: "Now is a bull market, and everyone wants to make more money, so there is such a thing as doa." He has never done doa, but he has been playing finance for ten years, and he can see through the tricks at a glance. Much the same, they all promise customers to buy stocks at a low price and sell them at a high price a year later.”

"Yes," the eldest sister flipped her cigarette-clamping wrist, holding her toes high, "it's a sure-fire deal."

"Pay attention to what I said about the bull market." Kuang Zheng glanced at her coldly, "Have you ever thought about what would happen if the stock market crashed in the past year?"

She froze suddenly and turned to stare at him.

"I'll tell you what will happen." Kuang Zheng flicked his cigarette ash, "The one-year contract cannot be canceled, so you have to continue to buy at the contract price, but the stock price at that time was already far lower than the contract price. ’” After a short pause, he said, “Buying money-losing goods for a few months is not the scariest thing.”

The eldest sister took a puff of cigarettes, yes, the most terrifying situation is: "It fell below the issue price..."

"Once the price falls below the issue price," Kuang Zheng said in an extremely serious tone, "you will have to double-close your position. Suppose the stock market has been in a downturn for half a year, and the half-year liquidation amount plus the additional margin is calculated based on the principal of 2000 million. What is your estimate? ?”

That's at least another 2000 million, the elder sister's hand holding the cigarette trembled slightly, or even more.

"Then I..." Her momentum weakened instantly, "Not only are my books gone, but I have to fill holes in the bank again?"

She has a bad temper, but she is not stupid. "Doa," Kuang Zheng summed it up in one word, "Don't play."

"But the people around me who buy..."

"I've already played it," said Kuang Zheng without any extra sympathy.

She doesn't seem to want to give up yet. Stimulated by huge profits, everyone has the mentality of a gambler: "If the stock market really holds up this year, then..."

"Then it will make a lot of money." Kuangzheng talked about these profits very calmly, "but how likely do you think the stock market will remain strong for a year?"

almost none.

"Calm down," Kuang Zheng took one last puff of his cigarette and crushed the end of it on the trash can. "It's an iron game, a player with flowing water. If you want to play for a long time, you have to change your temper."

As he said that, he walked towards Anara, and the eldest sister realized that he was about to get in the car: "Hey you... which department are you in? Where can I find you!"

"You misunderstood, ma'am," Kuang Zheng opened the car door, "I'm not from the Wanrong Commercial Department at all."

"Then..." She was puzzled, "Why did you tell me this?"

Kuang Zheng shrugged: "Did I watch you jump into the fire pit?"

She was stunned, and she said so, but is it rare in this circle to watch people jump into the fire pit, or even pull people into the fire pit?She threw the cigarette butt on the ground, crushed it with her high heels, watched Anara turn out of the parking lot, and turned back into the Wanrong Building. Today, she will know which Buddha this powerful kid is.

Kuangzheng called Baochan while driving. Every day at noon they made an appointment to have dinner together. The phone rang several times today, but no one answered it. Instead, he dialed Shi Kuoting's number: "Hey, why didn't Baochan answer?" Telephone?"

Shi Kuoting was eating, and muttered: "Did he not answer?" Ying Xiaonong's voice could be heard on the phone: "Stay away from me, like a neighborhood committee aunt..."

The word "neighborhood committee" is very familiar, but Kuang Zheng doesn't care about it: "Is he not with you?"

"No," Shi Kuoting swallowed, "he's gone home."

go home?Kuang Zheng tapped the brakes and merged to the left: "Why didn't he tell me when he got home!"

"Then what?" Shi Kuoting was not in a high mood, "We terminated the contract with Mavericks this morning."

When the left turn light turned green, Kuang Zheng raised his eyebrows and turned around.

"Xiao Niu said something unpleasant," Shi Kuoting sighed, "Bao Chan may have lost his mind."

Kuangzheng could imagine that it was not easy for Baochan to make such a decision, but he didn't see the scene at that time. In the theater hall, Maverick pointed at Baochan's nose and cursed viciously: " When you were in trouble, I was the one who helped you, now that you are all right, kick me away first!"

"Ungrateful things!" The hall was empty, and the echo echoed for a long time.

"Help me persuade you," Shi Kuoting felt a little downcast, "He's not feeling well."

"Don't worry." Kuang Zheng gave a kick and hung up the phone.

Baochan finally took this step, and stepped forward without hesitation towards the high place.

He did not make a mistake in this step. As the saying goes, there is no drug without a husband. No one can make a fortune without offending anyone. In life, you will gain a lot, and at the same time you will lose a lot.

Kuang Zheng continued to call Baochan, but the tone was still busy. He was a little worried. It was a long way from the subway station to his home. He was afraid that something might happen to Baochan, but he couldn't think of anything that might happen to him. In broad daylight, A young man, this time he may be ruthless, nervous and worried.

When he got home, he yelled upstairs and downstairs, but no one was there. He searched the bedroom, cloakroom, gym, and even the storage room, and Baochan was not at home at all.

At this moment, he panicked, and all kinds of messy thoughts ran into his head. He even wondered if Daishan's grandson had done something to Baochan. The string of reason was completely broken, and he even took out his mobile phone to call Daishan. , At this time, I heard a dog barking outside, one after another, very manic.

"Where the hell are there so many wild dogs!" He cursed, and suddenly realized that his voice sounded like Dahei.

He hurriedly opened the door and went out, and it turned out to be Dahei, calling towards the opposite side, seeing Kuangzheng opening the door, it jumped up in a hurry, turned around and ran towards the woods, Kuangzheng immediately followed, the woods were not very big, only a few minutes away, so For a few minutes, he thought about all the terrible situations. Baochan might have been hit by a car, or attacked, or maybe injured. Can he survive the first aid...

Suddenly, Kuangzheng stopped, and under a few tufts of low-hanging branches, among the golden fallen leaves, he saw Baozhang, lying there with his eyes closed, so peaceful, and the scattered autumn leaves all over his body made him look like a Like Ophelia described by Shakespeare, it has a soul-stirring beauty.

"Bao'er?" Kuang Zheng smelled a strong smell of alcohol.

Baochan moved in the dazzling gold color - he was just drunk, still clutching the baijiu he bought on the way.

"Bao'er," Kuang was squatting down beside him, touching his cool face, "You scared me to death."

Dahei came over, sniffed Baozhan's hair, and hummed.

Kuangzheng wanted to pick him up from the pile of fallen leaves, but just as he grabbed his hand, Baochan suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him from very close, he must have recognized him, that look Kuangzheng will never forget in his life, Wet, obsessed, and lingering, are the eyes that secretly hide love.

"Brother..." He flapped his eyelashes, the long and narrow eye sockets and the blushing end of his eyes looked intoxicatingly gorgeous, grabbed Kuangzheng's hand, and he sneered, "Count your ribs, brother..."

Kuangzheng's heart stopped for an instant, and then it throbbed violently. Baochan still remembered counting his ribs, remembering the panting and burning heat when he was firmly pressed down, he wanted all of this.

There is no one else here, Kuang Zheng swallowed his saliva, only Qiu Jing and Yuan Tian, ​​and an obedient wild dog, if he wants to do something, no one can stop him, holding Bao Chan's face, rubbing his thumb against the alcoholic And the bright red lips, just once, he thought, gently, without anyone noticing...

Suddenly, the phone rang in his pocket. It was an unfamiliar number. Kuangzheng really needed to calm down. He brushed his hair and said, "Hello, who is it?"

"Me." A familiar female voice.

Kuangzheng didn't hear it for a while: "You are?"

The other party said two words: "doa."

To Kuangzheng's surprise, it was Wan Rong's eldest sister just now, who should have asked for his phone number from the financial manager: "I have something to do right now, so I'll call you back later."

As he was talking, he wanted to hang up the phone, "Wait a minute," the person over there said quickly, "I just want to say a word."

At this time Baochan tugged Kuangzheng's sleeve, he turned his head and saw the little drunk man lifted up his clothes by himself, in a daze of drunkenness, he grabbed his hand and put it on his ribs.

Kuang Zheng only heard a bang in his head, like an explosion.

"I think you're a nice person," said the elder sister. "I'll introduce you to my brother-in-law, who is much richer than me. I'll meet you in two days and I'll build a bridge for you."

Lovers and clients, if in the past, Kuangzheng would doubt which one excited him, but not now, it is Baochan, only Baochan, all Baochan.

"Hello?" There was no reply, "Are you listening? Are you a private banker?"

"Ah yes... yes." Kuang Zheng replied vaguely.

"Okay, wait for my call," she said bluntly, "My brother-in-law's surname is Han, Han Wenshan, please remember."