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Chapter 32 Behind the Scenes

"I didn't ask anyone to cut this bastard because I understood this truth. Otherwise, I've cut him a few hundred times. I'm worried about you and I'm afraid you'll be deceived. I don't understand. Since you understand that they speak like farts, why do you seem to listen to him with relish?"

"I don't have time to hear what stocks he said. I, that's because I want to learn his eloquence. Don't forget, where am I doing?" Russ Mei grimaced and smiled.

"puff"

"Ahh, this is really good, haha, I almost forgot, it's not bad, it's really worth learning, I'll learn it from him next time." Zhong Ling couldn't control himself in a sip of the wine he had just drunk, and he vomited it out, and he almost couldn't straighten his waist.

“8 percentage points?”

Yang Zheng looked at the data displayed on the TV screen, and his hands holding instant noodles couldn't help but relax. A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes and his brows frowned.

"The trading volume is so active? The trading volume is so active?"

After thinking for a while, Yang Zheng stretched out his hand and grabbed his hair hard, staring at the trading volume on the screen. He didn't hear a word about the stock evaluation expert, and he just repeated this sentence.

About three minutes later, Yang Zheng jumped up suddenly and ran to the room upstairs as if he was flying. Then he quickly turned on his computer. When the computer was starting up, he took out a stack of white paper and the pencils placed next to him from the table, and started drawing on the paper.

Soon, the computer started, and Yang Zheng quickly clicked on a software. It was in the morning. Russume had clicked on the software called Xinyuan Stock Trading Market System that Russume had clicked on. But as soon as the software was started, he clicked on an extremely hidden software from another hard drive that had no name.

His fingers began to fly on several keys on the keyboard as if they could dance. Then, windows changed constantly like movies, with some dense text and data on them. Every time they switched to a window, his other hand would pick up the pencil and write some data on the white paper.

After about half an hour of touching, there were already three white papers beside him, all of which were full of numbers. At this time, Yang Zheng's hand had completely left the keyboard, and his eyes also left the computer screen. He looked at the white paper with a focused expression, and then began to draw on another blank white paper.

"So that's the case? I really don't know how to live or die."

When a curve that looked uneven appeared in front of Yang Zheng, Yang Zheng's eyes fell on the two curves on the other two white papers beside him, and a sneer appeared in the corner of his eyes.

"I want to see who is such a big deal?"

Yang Zheng's eyes finally fell on the curve with a clear slope upside down. He turned around, aimed at the computer screen, and his hand started typing on the keyboard again.

"Qianxue Venture Capital Company, it turns out that the 30 million yuan suddenly entered, and it was from here? This name is good." Seeing the company with the source of 30 million yuan in front of him, a faint smile appeared on Yang Zheng's face and continued to type on the keyboard.

"Qianxue Venture Capital Company, total assets... established on..."

When Yang Zheng saw the data in front of him, he almost almost fainted. What kind of bullshit investment company is this? It was just established more than a month ago. It has nothing, but its total assets are only 30 million. Then the company actually invested all 30 million in a Chinese A-share 6000030 this afternoon. This is simply an idiot decision, and he doesn't even understand the simplest risk control.

Nowadays, there are more and more idiots. No wonder some people say that the A-share market is the best stock market in the world. Yang Zheng smiled bitterly. In this way, people who may not even have the most basic sense of investment risk control in the securities market have even opened an investment company. But he wondered, even if the boss of this company is an idiot, wouldn’t he hire a few better managers? Compared with those major financial powers in the United States, China’s financial industry talents have a big gap in quantity and quality, but they are not as low as this level of quality?

Shaking his head, Yang Zheng continued to typing on the computer keyboard, and soon his face began to become solemn.

“Canadian Investment, incorporated in Singapore in 2006”

"Zhongyuan Investment, registered and established in Shanghai, China in 2003"

"Era Investment, founded in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia in 2007"

"Yuan Investment, founded in Bangkok, Thailand in 2005"

All of the above were found by Yang Zheng, except Qianxue Group, and the investment company with the most active trading volume today. What surprised him was that there were actually four investment companies in it.

Their actions were almost without exception, all of them participated in sniping 6000030. After Qianxue Group entered, they paid close attention to 6000030 almost at the same time. Their methods were not extremely clever, but they were very complicated. Basic operations such as absorbing funds, raising, and retracing were dazzled in their hands. However, the ultimate goal of doing so many actions was the same, which was to cut down a lot of empty space to reduce them.

"interesting"

Yang Zheng smiled coldly, with a challenging look in his eyes, he looked at the computer screen tightly, his fingers quickly started to operate, and soon, the window on the screen switched like lightning.

"drop……"

"Rong Group"

It turned out to be him? Looking at the maximum probability of analysis and search displayed on the computer screen, I breathed a sigh of relief, and a hint of appreciation and a little surprise appeared in my eyes. This time, Rong's operation method of controlling these four investment companies behind the scenes is indeed beautiful. With just one circle, it has at least 300 million yuan of funds in the stock of 6000030.

He had heard of these investment companies before, but he did not expect that the Rong Group was behind this.

No matter what, it's not them. Yang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, showed a smile on his face, stretched, turned off the computer, went downstairs to continue to destroy his bowl of freshly soaked instant noodles.
Chapter completed!
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