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Chapter 108 Gu Qingyuan's worries

on Monday!

The weather has gradually cooled down, Gu Qingyuan put on a thin coat and went out early.

I went to the bank first and deposited 500,000 yuan into the bank card. The funds in the card amounted to more than 1 million yuan. In this era, it was an astronomical sum.

The female bank clerk who was handling business for Gu Qingyuan kept winking and before he left, she quietly handed Gu Qingyuan a paper barcode with her mobile phone number on it.

At the door of the bank, Gu Qingyuan threw the note into the trash can without any hesitation, with an unlucky look on her face. If the eldest sister were a few years younger, she would have sacrificed herself. She looked like Obasan.

, where does the confidence come from?

Afterwards, he took a taxi to the Securities Center. After successfully opening the New OTC Market, Gu Qingyuan held on to the stairs and let out a deep breath.

Gu Qingyuan did not dare to waste time. It was already a quarter past ten and the New Third Board had already opened. After finding an Internet cafe, he quickly started downloading some stock trading software.

When he opened the market for Dashan Shares, Gu Qingyuan's forehead was already covered with sweat.

At this time, the turnover rate of Dashan shares was 3%, which was surprisingly low compared to the previous turnover rate.

The red bar below showing the trading volume is only one-tenth of the usual position.

When I opened the transaction number page again, the buying volume was even scarier, with only green selling volume.

Gu Qingyuan frowned and stared at the number of buy and sell orders on the trading volume page. Until the market was suspended at noon, the numbers above did not change and remained motionless.

After a while, Gu Qingyuan took a deep breath, leaned heavily on the chair, and tugged at the center of his eyebrows with his fingers.

He could not make a good judgment on the intraday performance of Dashan shares in the morning.

The turnover rate suddenly dropped in a straight line. Could it be that the new bookmaker has completed its shareholding? But such a sudden drop is unreasonable. If the company's upper-level shareholders change, the turnover rate will continue to decrease.

It's not such a waterfall-like plunge.

Could it be that the previous reasoning is all wrong? It is not the upper management of the company that wants to change shareholders in Dashan Co., Ltd., but rather a change in the intraday organization?

Of course, this is what Gu Qingyuan thought at the moment. It still depends on the performance of Dashan shares in the afternoon.

Gu Qingyuan maintained the same posture, tapping her fingers lightly on the table. It was not until the market opened in the afternoon that she straightened her back and looked at the market attentively.

Dashan's handicap performance in the afternoon was worse than that in the morning. When the trading was suspended, the number of transactions was only about ten.

Today, he was originally planning to place shares in Dashan, but until the moment trading was suspended, Gu Qingyuan did not open the trading software.

After pondering in his seat for an hour, Gu Qingyuan slowly stood up, turned around and left the Internet cafe. Now he couldn't understand the Dashan shares' handicap.

The most important thing is that this money was borrowed at a high cost. If there is a loss and the repayment is not paid, Du Yuchuan will definitely be implicated.

Of course, Gu Qingyuan didn't know about the scene where Du Yuchuan was beaten and thrown out of the car.



At night, in the streets and alleys.

Gu Qingyuan was thoughtfully walking in the alley, and when he came to Du Yuchuan's shop to buy cigarettes, when Du Yuchuan saw him, he jumped up from the rocking chair, got through the small door, and grabbed hold of the cigarette with excitement.

his arm.

Before Gu Qingyuan could speak, Du Yuchuan asked anxiously: "Where have you been today? You're not in the Internet cafe."

"Um?"

Gu Qingyuan looked at him in confusion, slowly lit a cigarette, and asked: "Your wife ran away?

"Get out of here, motherfucker!"

Du Yuchuan cursed with a red face, the veins on his neck popped out, and he looked at Gu Qingyuan with an angry look.

"You kid made me miserable!"

Du Yuchuan roared and pulled Gu Qingyuan into the small shop.

Gu Qingyuan sat down on the rocking chair and took a long breath. He was already a little tired from being highly concentrated for the day.

"Bring me a pack of cigarettes first."

As he said this, Gu Qingyuan took out one hundred Huaxia coins from his pocket and slapped it on the table.

Du Yuchuan reflexively put the money in his pocket, took a pack of Huazi, smoked one himself, and then threw it to Gu Qingyuan.

"I shouldn't have to go through this flood with you. If you don't pay me, that grandson named Yang is going to kill my whole family!"

Du Yuchuan leaned close to Gu Qingyuan, glared and growled.

"The surname is Yang? Is this the Mr. Yang you mentioned yesterday?"

Gu Qingyuan raised his eyebrows and teased.

"go away!"

Du Yuchuan pushed Gu Qingyuan and said with a worried look on his face: "Stop teasing me, I'm not in that mood. Is your thing reliable? That person named Yang is not someone to be trifled with."

Gu Qingyuan winced. After a moment of silence, he looked at Du Yuchuan and asked slowly: "After I got off the car yesterday, what did you say in the car? He didn't give you a commission?"

"What a fucking bastard!"

Du Yuchuan growled and cursed, then he leaned into Gu Qingyuan's ear and told him what happened in the car last night in a garbled way.

"Did he give you a commission from your previous cooperation?"

Gu Qingyuan frowned and asked. Before, he thought that Yang Daming should know some ethics in the world, but he didn't expect that he was also a ruthless person who grew up in poor places.

Du Yuchuan frowned, and after a moment of silence, he nodded gently and whispered: "It happened a long time ago. I introduced a customer to him. I borrowed 10,000 yuan and he gave 200 yuan."

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"You're an old guy, you're good enough."

Gu Qingyuan laughed and cursed, "I'm borrowing 500,000 yuan. Can you offer to get 10,000 yuan?"

"But..." Gu Qingyuan's tone became colder, and there seemed to be a cold light in his eyes.

"It's only natural for you, a middleman, to make profits. That guy named Yang is so ungrateful. If he is in the first grade of junior high school, we can also be in the fifteenth grade!"

Du Yuchuan swallowed hard and asked in a trembling voice: "You...what do you want to do? Are you not going to give him this money?"

Du Yuchuan held Gu Qingyuan's arm tighter and tighter, and his calves couldn't help but twitch a few times. If Gu Qingyuan ran away, what would he do as the breadwinner?

Gu Qingyuan smiled faintly, patted Du Yuchuan's shoulder, and said: "Old Du, you underestimate me too much. It's only half a million. I will naturally give it to him with interest when the time comes."

"It's just that we can't be beaten in vain, right?"

The last sentence, Gu Qingyuan's cold temperament, reminded Du Yuchuan of the dark alley a few days ago.

This Gu Qingyuan has extraordinary skills and is not as simple as it seems.

After a moment of silence, Du Yuchuan grinned. Gu Qingyuan's words gave him some sense of security. He winked and said, "You have to treat me to dinner. I have helped you a lot this time!"

"Easy to say."
Chapter completed!
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