"Be careful, come on, it will be more comfortable to spit it out."

A gentle tone, a gentle movement of wiping the dirt spit out from the corner of her mouth...

“Woo woo…”

Russume hugged the quilt and couldn't help crying loudly.

"Ah?" She cried for more than ten minutes before she sat up suddenly, screamed, and then stared blankly at the set of men's pajamas wearing.

It must be the clothes he changed for him. How could this bastard, Russ Mei gets up from the bed with anger, and walks out into the living room with a fierce look on her face.

However, when she walked to the living room, she was stunned. The living room was empty. Apart from the luxurious decoration, a sofa and a table, her eyes stopped on a large cup of soy milk and a few fried dough sticks on the table, and slowly walked over. A note was pressed under the soy milk, with a line of words written on it.

"I'm going to work. I don't know what you're eating. I only bought you a bowl of soy milk and a few fried dough sticks. Don't go to that kind of place to drink again. It's very dangerous. Your clothes have been washed, and you should be almost done when you wake up."

Russume looked at the lines of words written on the paper with complicated eyes, and was stunned for a while before slowly turning back and walking towards the room.

"A such a good house, he made it like a pig."

When she returned to the room, she felt that the room was as chaotic as a doghouse, and the ground was filled with papers painted with all kinds of messy things. She couldn't help but curse. She vaguely remembered that the last time she came, it seemed like this. But that time, her heart was so messy. After putting on her clothes, she hurriedly left like a mess.

"This audio set is pretty good. I didn't expect this bastard to enjoy it." Russ Mei's eyes fell on the speaker in the corner, with a hint of admiration in her eyes. As a senior audio enthusiast, she could see at a glance that this audio equipment would not be less than 30,000 to 50,000 yuan at least

Going forward and gently turning on the speaker, playing a song of popular music, Russ Mei lowered her head and began to pick up the papers on the ground one by one.

“Huh?”

Suddenly, Russ Mei's eyes fell on a piece of white paper I just picked up. There were a dense table on it, which recorded a series of dense Arabic numbers. She didn't know anything else, but she was very familiar with one of the numbers.

6000030

Isn't this the code of the stock she bought? Russ Mei was stunned for a while, then quickly picked up the blank paper and looked at it carefully, 1009, 71.30~73.60; 1010, 72.30~74.58; 1011, 73.28~76.23; 1012, 72.57~75.38; 1013, 74.68~77.89; 1014, 70.89~75.36;…

"From the operation method, this stock is not very clever, but it can definitely achieve certain results, October 11th."

Looking at the line of comments below, Russume was frozen there. This was written on October 11. The numbers behind were almost no business trips. Even if there were certain differences, the differences could be ignored. Because she had a deep impression of this stock. She had been paying attention to it for a long time. She entered the market on the 12th. As a result, she was happy for a day on the 13th. The next day she began to fall into a nightmare and couldn't get rid of it. By the time the market closed yesterday, it had fallen to 38 yuan and 47 yuan.

The savings she earned for years are only tens of thousands of yuan, and almost all of them have been invested in this stock. In less than a month, it has shrunk by nearly half. How can this not make her feel pain and discomfort? Buying a second-hand house sounds like, although it is indeed quite profitable. She only gets a few thousand yuan for a house. However, only those who work in this industry know that no matter the storm, they have to take customers to see the house, and they have to put their composures everywhere... Although she has been in the past few years, she has accumulated some customers and has made it a little smoother, but the money is not in vain.

After the stock market closed yesterday, she felt like she was lost. She was sitting in a branch like a walking corpse. She still had a house that would take another year to clear and would pay off the loan soon. She was penniless at this moment. She wanted to go to some of her good friends to borrow some of her, and Liu Guodong just happened to find her again.

Liu Guodong's appearance made her already very irritated mind become irritated, like a devil. After she stood up, she almost went to VANLY wine without thinking. She had never been there since the last time something happened there.

Unexpectedly, in the dark, it seemed as if it was destined. There, she got drunk again, met Yang Zheng again, and woke up in his house again.

"How is this possible?" Russ Mei stared at the handwriting on it blankly, and a look of incredible eyes appeared in her eyes, muttering to herself.

She trembled and slowly picked up another piece of white paper. It was a curved curve. The horizontal axis was time and the vertical axis was price. There was a vague code name written in the upper left corner of the curve. 0000036

Russ Mei looked at the time point above. From October 21 to November 10, she stood up almost like a conditioned reflex and ran towards a computer on a huge desk next to her.

Taking a deep breath, Russume's heart almost raised to her throat. She looked at the white paper flying all over the ground, and then returned to the laptop that was starting up. She seemed to see hope in her eyes.

"Drip..." As a pleasant start ring sound of the computer system, Russ Mei picked up the mouse with a nervous expression, and sweat was pouring out of her palm.

This can almost be said to be a hope she saw in a desperate situation. If Yang Zheng can really see the rise and fall of the stock, she will no longer have to worry about the mortgage problem.
Chapter completed!