Xinyuan Stock Trading Quotation System

Russ Mei slowly found this software from Yang Zheng’s computer program menu, and her forehead was covered with sweat.

"ah"

When Russummei clicked on the 0000036 code number in the trading market system, she couldn't help but screamed, and the mouse fell to the ground with a snap. Her hand tightly covered her mouth, her eyes full of disbelief and excitement. The curve drawn on Yang Zheng's paper was almost exactly the same as the price fluctuation curve on the computer. The only difference is that the curve on the computer looks beautiful, while Yang Zheng's curve is a little smoother, but there is no difference in the trend.

After staying for almost three minutes, Russell Mei came to her senses and jumped up from the chair almost like a conditioned reflex. She began to sweep the paper on the ground like a robbery, and then brought it to the computer, comparing one by one.

"Stock God"

After comparing the curve chart drawn on the last piece of paper, Russume's eyes looked at the computer screen numbly, and two words flashed quickly in her mind

"Ringzi, can you lend me 30,000 yuan right away?" Without any hesitation, Russ Mei picked up the phone on the table and dialed the phone number of her best friend.

"What do you want to borrow so much money?" asked in surprise on the other end of the phone.

"My money is trapped in the stock market. If you want to pay back the mortgage immediately, you can borrow it, and immediately transfer it to my account." Russ Mei hesitated and said.

"My money was also trapped. Now I can only lend you 10,000 yuan. Do you want cash or what?"

"Go to my card, you should have my card number?"

"Yes, you can check it later."

"Okay, thank you, Suzuko"

"Are these really what he predicted?" Russ Mei put down the phone in her hand, and her eyes fell on the pieces she picked out next to her, which were written on the upper left corner with 6000025,0000078,0000095 and other numbers. Her eyes, which had already been very convinced, began to become a little conflicted again.

"Is there really a stock god in this world? Is the stock market prediction really so accurate?" Russ Mei looked at the computer screen with complicated eyes.

"bell……"

The phone rang

"Hey? Meizi, the money has been transferred. That's it. I'm busy first and have time to come and play."

Russ Mei put down the phone, struggled with contradictory feelings, and her eyes became extremely confused. Suddenly, a line of her eyes was engraved on the glass next to the computer, which was very blurry, but the pen tip could see the extremely strong handwriting.

"There is absolutely no God in this world. It did not exist before, it does not exist now, and it will not exist in the future."

What does this mean? Russ Mei's eyes looked at the lines of words with great confusion. She could see that it was written by Yang Zheng, almost exactly the same as the words left in the living room just now.

"Forget it." Russ Mei struggled for a while, and finally put down the paper in her hand. She turned off the laptop reluctantly, and then began to organize the messy things in the room.

"Xiao Zhao, what are you eating today?" As soon as the bell rang for get off work in the morning, Yang Zheng stood up in a irritation and shouted to Xiao Zhao and the others.

For the whole morning, his mind did not calm down completely. The situation last night kept popping up in his mind over and over again.

When he took her home last night, her clothes were completely dirty. Not only did her own clothes get dirty, but he even vomited all his clothes. After hesitating for a while, he still couldn't bear to watch her put it on the sofa, so he decided to take off her dirty clothes and simply wash her before going to bed.

However, just as he took her back to the bed and was about to leave, her eyes did not open, but her hand grabbed his hand and shouted, "Yang Zheng, you bastard, just leave like that."

Yang Zheng suddenly froze there as if he had become petrified, and his mind was full of buzzing sounds. It was not until after a while that he felt her hand slowly relaxing, he came to his senses, but found that she had already fallen asleep.

"Yang Zheng, you bastard"

"Yang Zheng..."

Seeing that the woman seemed to be asleep peacefully, it turned out to be just a drunken word. Yang Zheng let out a deep breath, feeling relieved all over. He gently covered her with the quilt and was about to turn his head to leave. But just as Yang Zheng just walked to the door, the woman's dream sound made him pause again

When he flew to the living room like a flying, his heart couldn't calm down.

How is this possible? No, no, this is just her drunken words. He and she are just passers-by who meet by chance. They have no future and will not have any relationship. Yang Zheng fell on the sofa, shook his head hard, and some familiar pieces of memory appeared again in his mind.

Early in the morning, he rushed to the company as if he had escaped. He really couldn't think of how to face that woman

Now she should probably leave? Yang Zheng thought silently in his heart, hoping not to meet her again in the future, otherwise it would be more and more troublesome, alas...

"I won't go to have a meal."

The annoying tone in Xiao Zhao's tone made Yang Zheng stunned. When he heard his words, he always smiled and said to him, asking him to treat him. Why do you seem so annoying today?

But when he looked at the situation around him, he was stunned. Except for himself, everyone seemed to have a very solemn look on their faces. Even Zheng Fei, who had always had a "bright" smile on his face and smiled all day long, sat in front of his computer with a serious expression. Chen Yun, the team leader who never dragged the shift, didn't seem to have any intention of getting up.
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