Shan Zhiqing, somewhere far away in the United States, is sitting next to the computer, watching the situation of Hong Kong stocks with great interest. Of course, he understands that Wang Baoyu is fighting with him endlessly about the changes in the stock price of Chun Ge Group, but he is conceited. On my own, I am more than seventy percent sure, waiting for the right moment to close the net and catch the fish.
"Hehe, this guy is really interesting. He will sell it when the stock price goes up a bit. Even though he won't make enough money, it will at least cost him tens of billions. It's a heavy blow to him. People, don't be too greedy." He smiled and said to himself confidently.
At this moment, an email reminder appeared in the lower right corner of the computer, showing that it was an email from "grandson".
This label of "grandson" is none other than Wang Baoyu. I don't know if Shan Zi set it like this, deliberately scolding Wang Baoyu, or subconsciously treating him as his grandson.
"This kid probably asked for mercy." Shan said by himself, clicked the mouse, and opened the email while thinking about how to laugh at Wang Baoyu.
Then, when he really saw the content of the email, he was stunned, his blood pressure soared instantly, and he was almost speechless.
Wang Baoyu wrote in the email: Qian Mancang would like to inform you of the good news. Your son Qian Fenfa has been found, but he unfortunately died of illness many years ago because he missed you. He has a birthmark on his ankle, which he probably inherited from you. Your granddaughter's name is Qian Meifeng. I think you are very familiar with this name. She was persecuted by your mafia and became a vegetative state. She may have to lie in the hospital pitifully for the rest of her life. I don't know if this is because of you. The retribution received, alas,.
What caught his eye was the photo of Qian Meifeng crying. He was so pitiful and helpless, which made people heartbroken. Next to the photo of Qian Duoduo, who was smiling and posing in a cute pose, Wang Baoyu also marked it. One sentence: This is your great-granddaughter Qian Duoduo. My mother has become like this. I am afraid she will never smile like this again.
"No, that's not the case. This grandson, Wang Baoyu, is playing a trick." Shan Zizi murmured to himself in disbelief, but he was in tears and felt sore in his heart.
Shan wiped his tears on his own and stared at the photo countless times, but his eyes were blurred by tears and he could not clearly see the faces of Meifeng and his great-granddaughter. It was like he was in a dream, despite all the hardships and hardships, he could not catch his son. The same as the hand.
"No, how could it be like this?" Shan Ziqing was distraught. Although he was unwilling to admit this reality, he also knew that Wang Baoyu did not need to use this as an argument. With his own strength, he could get it by sending someone to investigate in half a day. result.
Over the years, Shan Zizi has lived alone, never forgetting the pain of losing his son. Today, he finally found his biological granddaughter, but he was accidentally turned into a vegetative state by the organization he worked for. As a grandfather, he How can I stay calm?
"This kid really looks like me, especially his chin and nose" Shan Shan rubbed the photos on the computer and felt his eyes getting darker and darker.
At this time, his assistant came in, and Shan quickly closed the mailbox. When the young man came to his side, he could no longer see clearly.
"Boss, the investment institution called and asked if we should continue to follow up on the current situation." The young man leaned forward and asked.
"Follow" Shan Ziying only said one word in embarrassment. He suffered a cerebral hemorrhage, tilted his head and lost consciousness.
The young man hurriedly sent Shan Zizi to the doctor for treatment, and then notified the relevant investment institutions of Shan Zizi¡¯s final instructions.
In fact, what Shan Ziyi wanted to express was not "Follow", but the three words "Follow", but the last two words had not been uttered before he could say it.
Although the hospital tried its best to rescue him, Dan Ziqi still couldn't survive it. The gold medal leader in charge of the mafia's financial resources was filled with immense guilt and remorse. In just half a day, the doctor from the world's most advanced hospital helplessly shook his hands. He shook his head and realized that this man could not be saved. After that, he removed all the medical equipment and asked him to be mentally prepared and wait for death to come.
When Shan was dying, no one came to visit him. There may be many comrades who felt that his death was too untimely and that he had to wait until he made money from the stock market.
When a person is about to die, he no longer cares about money and fame. Shan Qingqing opens his eyes wide and thinks only of his granddaughter and great-grandson. Even when Shan Qingqing is about to die, he still relies on his tenacious perseverance and calls out After his lawyer came, and now that he had secretly explained his funeral arrangements, he finally closed his eyes.
Of course, Wang Baoyu doesn¡¯t know what¡¯s happening over there yet. He only knows that the stock price of Chunge Group continues to rise, and the situation has become crazy.
¡°It¡¯s almost done, we can divest the capital.¡± Feng Chunling decisively ordered through calm analysis."How confident can you be?" Shi Lindong asked worriedly.
"We will definitely win." Feng Chunling said.
At this moment, the shares of Chun Ge Group have increased more than twenty times, which is quite amazing. But almost overnight, when the market opened the next day, the stock price of Chun Ge Group fell sharply. What is strange is that Chun Ge Group The pharmaceutical industry did not suspend trading, but allowed the situation to worsen.
Feng Chunling and Shi Lindong also discovered that from time to time there are impatient overseas funds that cut off their stocks and sell them, but there are also those who are lucky and insist on holding on in the hope that the stock price will soar again.
In just two days, Chunge Pharmaceutical, which had plummeted all the way, finally fell back to its issue price. The news spread quickly and stirred up the entire stock market. This was a tragic situation that had never occurred in history.
Equivalent to more than 20 billion U.S. dollars, it quickly evaporated from the stock market, making countless investors tremble and sweat. It is the stock market that is risky, and investment needs to be cautious.
In the next few days, almost all major media reported a shocking news. The shares of Chunge Group soared precisely because of the malicious manipulation of foreign capital speculation groups. However, with the strong support of the country, in order to maintain the stock market The principle of fairness and justice has already caused heavy damage to it, and investors can buy stocks with confidence.
As soon as this news came out, investors who were fully aware of it once again had full confidence in Chunge Group. A batch of private funds were injected into the stock market. Chunge Group's stock rose again, and its value quickly tripled. From the overall situation, it is a gratifying performance A steady rise appears.
"Baoyu, we finally won." Feng Chunling, who returned from Hong Kong, rushed to Wang Baoyu in a few steps without stopping, hugged him tightly, and said excitedly.
"Chunling, thank you for your hard work. I will no longer be afraid of them attacking the stock market." Wang Baoyu kissed Feng Chunling lightly, feeling relieved.