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Chapter 251 The stock genius of the financial chaebol boss

As an ancestor who loves drinking, Xi Zuer covered her lips and coughed twice in embarrassment.

"That, what harms people is not wine, but people without self-control, little rat."

"I understand, ancestor. My father is just a guy without self-control! Do you think he can save him?"

Xi Zuer raised her eyebrows helplessly: "Forget it. Go in and take a look."

Walk to the door.

Suddenly I stopped, as if I noticed something, thinking: "Is there a separate room inside?

"Yes, yes, I'll open a VIP room!"

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stock exchange.

VIP Room 1.

The man held a glass of red wine in his hand and leaned leisurely on the sofa.

The exchange manager is reporting respectfully: "Second Master, the securities trading in Qingcheng in the past month is very active. We have been a dealer several times and scrapped the retail investors' money several times. Except for a small mistake in the middle, the others are all profit margins of more than 80%, and the total amount is 300 million yuan..."

Stock trading is essentially a gamble.

Since there is gambling, there is a dealer.

Most ordinary investors do not realize that their money is actually a trap for investing in the dealer.

I will first raise you a few points to let you taste the sweetness. In a flash, I will hit the limit endlessly, occasionally rising a little, but the next time I fall more harshly, and repeating it, deeply trapping you.

The difference in the middle was quietly sucked away by the dealer.

But investors all think they are not lucky.

Next time I have some money, I will invest it without hesitation until I get addicted, until I am trapped, and until I lose everything...

Nangong Mo is one of the big dealers behind the manipulating the imperial stock trading market.

Commonly known as financial chaebol.

He listened to his subordinates' report that he had earned 300 million yuan, not only did he look good, but he sneered: "I'm just trying to put a gold on my face, but I've just taken your mistakes by passing them. Is it a small mistake or a big mistake?"

The manager was sweating coldly: "I deserve to die, I deserve to die! Fourth Master, the amount of the mistake was really not big, it was only more than 10 million. A new customer suddenly came to the exchange, and he left with a dog and luck. He suddenly hit two of our bull stocks in the market. He took our money during the period of pulling up. He left immediately. It was settled on the same day, so he couldn't let him spit it out."

The transaction he mentioned was the one that Xi Zuer and Wu Minghao did, and more than 10 million were used to keep Xiaosha's dowry jewelry.

However, Nangong Mo was not satisfied with this explanation: "Ten million is indeed not a big deal. But... I lost my face."

The manager trembled and looked at Nangong Mo's sinister expression. He remembered that the restaurant manager of the imperial capital, who also belonged to Nangong Group, had fallen into the sea after Nangong Mo's inspection and was dismembered by the shark.

He felt that his life was in danger!

There is also sea water in Qingcheng.

There are sharks, too.

He doesn't want to feed the sharks!

Therefore, he quickly added the report: "Second Master, we will never allow such poor retail investors to cheat our money. So from that day on, I have been staring at this account, and finally I am staring at the opportunity. I made a trap yesterday and induced him to buy a junk stock. This time he had to fall to lose all his money."

What I am talking about is the poor Wu Minghao, the stock I bought last night’s limit down!

Nangong Mo's face finally returned to normal. The red wine glass in his hand shook and took a sip: "Continue."

If you dare to snatch meat from him, you will have the awareness of being stripped of your skin and bones.

The tense atmosphere in the room finally eased a little.
Chapter completed!
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