Life is very interesting. I hope it only takes a moment from emergence to destruction. This chatterbox thought that it would make all the five hundred silver dollars fall into pockets, but what happened later was completely beyond his expectations.

There was no buying order at all, or there was no buying order at the price of 3 yuan, and the first transaction in the afternoon was 3 yuan, which dropped two cents directly.

It was still the trick of these capital dealers. At just one hour at noon, Yang Zhi had reached an alliance with Master Qing San and Prince Dun.

He borrowed 100,000 shares from Fuqing and Prince Dun, and spent the afternoon to smash the market. He agreed to pay 110,000 shares to close at night.

Is it huge profitable enough? The interest rate for two hours is one tenth, but you have to thank others for lending you stocks to smash the market. This is an attitude that proves that these two companies have secretly promised you to do whatever you want.

How many of the most stocks in the capital are now? A group of people who are conservative royal nobles who don’t know anything, Prince Li, Prince Zheng and others, all entrusted the stocks and money to Yang Zhi.

Like Master Qin, these are all errands who are responsible for this part of the princes!

The more stocks are the Forbidden City forces, the emperor, the empress dowager and the eunuchs. Relying on the emperor's protection, this group of people does not do much in the band, and it is safe to make money.

Of course, there are also some people, such as Cixi, who also entrusted the money to Yang Zhi to help deal with it!

Of course, Master Qing San came to deal with Ci'an's shares, and another big dealer is Prince Dun. Prince Dun is now becoming more and more powerful and his financial resources are becoming stronger and stronger. His power must be used.

As for the stocks of the Han ministers, they all show their magical powers across the sea, and they all operate on their own. Some people have something to do with Jiangnan, and most of them are sent to Jiangnan for trading.

Yang Zhi is the secret direct descendant of Prince Dun. He can use Prince Dun's stock at will, and Fuqing's support is very important. As long as Master Qing San does not destroy the market, then he will be the largest dealer in the capital exchange.

One hundred thousand stocks were dismantled, and there was ammunition when the market was smashed in the afternoon. After the opening of the market, before the retail investors could react, the huge selling was pressing down like layers of dark clouds.

Three pieces one, three pieces, two pieces nine...two pieces five, two pieces four!

There are many selling orders at all prices, and these orders do not exist for transactions at all. They are placing them on them to scare the funds they want to buy.

By the way, it creates the illusion of continued collapse, allowing retail investors to continue to cut their losses and sell them out, because what Yang Zhi wants now is cheap chips and cheap stocks, and he needs your retail investors to sell the stocks to him.

It collapsed again, and the market plunged wildly. It fell no matter how it rose in the morning. Of course, it did not fall to a low of 1.5 yuan. Yang Zhi left a little hope. If the stock price fell to a 1.8 yuan, it would not fall.

The market atmosphere was once again desperate. In the morning, people were stunned by the fan and laughing at people. Cold sweat fell down, while those who slapped themselves in the morning were excited.

"Haha...hahaha...didn't you say you won't fall again? Hold your hand and you may fall to one 4 in a while!"

"Fortunately I sold it in the morning, and it's the most comfortable thing in my arms!"

"Wuwuwu...I won't be able to with you anymore. This is simply killing people. Cut the flesh with a slow knife, and kill the Lingchi..."

There are always people who can't bear the pressure. They look at the price of 18 yuan in front of them for fear of falling to 15 yuan or even lower, and they take out the stocks they treasured at home and sell them in the market!

Yang Zhi, Liu Peiqi and the others finally achieved their goal. The market once again produced bloody cheap chips. They collected such cheap stocks and sent them directly to the Jiangnan market for dismantling. The profit was too big!

The whole afternoon, the number of family members doubled compared to that of the morning. The talkative coachman was already stupid. His order was hung on it and became a waste order. He could take it back and take it home after the market closes.

The big house was already busy indoors. Under Liu Peiqi's organization, Yang Zhi and others would accumulate at least 400,000 shares today, and they would sell out more than 100,000 shares to Fuqing and Prince Dun, and they would accumulate 300,000 shares themselves.

If 300,000 shares were put into the Jiangnan market, you would earn at least one million silver dollars. Today is a great harvest, and you will be full of blood.

At this time, Mr. Qin had already made up his mind. He shouted to Liu Peiqi, "Mr. Liu! Lend me 100,000 silver dollars... I will enter the market to shop the goods, and I will send my second daughter to Lord Yang tonight..."

"You tell me the address, I'll send it to me in person... I'm convinced, I'm really convinced!"

Liu Peiqi laughed loudly after hearing this, "Ruzi can teach... It's really a child. I'm willing to give a daughter a bright future. My Master Qin, just wait for wealth!"

"Money is a trivial matter. There are silver notes here... take them and take them..."

Mr. Qin held the silver notes of 100,000 silver dollars and ran to the trading counter of the large household room. He looked at the price of 100,000 silver dollars and said viciously, "Master, I want to make a deal immediately. It's okay to buy them all, and buy them 100,000 silver dollars!"

In the cruel financial market, people are highly nervous, and time will become very, very fast. Many people find that it is already the closing moment in the blink of an eye.

The closing price of Beijing-Tianjin Railway rose slightly, staying at the two-billion-one price.

The market is in a mess, and it has dropped 70 cents compared to yesterday's 2008 yuan! The fluctuations and fluctuations in this day are thrilling!

On this day, some people were crying and laughing, and the Beijing Police Station continued to increase their strength, for fear that someone would jump into the river to commit suicide at night!

The people who lost their underwear still wanted to ask the princes to come forward to find the emperor to find a solution, but no one was destined to care about their lives tonight.

After a long closing, the talkative coachman took the 150 stocks of stocks he returned and walked home dejectedly. He didn't even have the energy to pull the cart.

"Hey... Why am I so stupid? If I had known that I would have sold it at the close of the morning, wouldn't it be possible to sell it for three yuan and three?"

"As a result, such a good price was wasted. It's really angering me..."

He walked all the way and blamed himself. When he returned to the gate of the rented slum, his stomach felt hungry and suddenly the feeling of hunger made him awake!

"Hey...what did that old man say this in the morning? Didn't he tell me to take my job well? Don't be confused!"

"I...what did I do this afternoon? Am I not making any sense for myself?"

"I bought it for one yuan and five yuan, and I closed two yuan and one share, and I still made 60 cents! I made 120 silver dollars this day! Why are I not happy after I made money?"

The talkative coachman sat at the door of his house and stopped entering the house. He held his cheek and thought, just like an old monk entering into a meditation, "What if I think about this matter in another mood?"

"I don't care how his stock market goes in the afternoon. I'll go to pull a cart to make money. I have to make two silver dollars in a long time, right? When I looked back, I found that I made 120 yuan in the stock market, which is 122 silver dollars..."

"I made a lot, and I've changed my mood for a long time!"

"Yes! That old man is right... he was let and money to get confused!"

At that moment, the coachman suddenly realized that the world and the city were so beautiful. The rickshaw lights made him shine and the new patterns on the wheels were so beautiful.

The sunset was burning with red clouds. The girl from the Lin family, who had just walked over, seemed to have peeked at her. What should I eat at night? It must be a great place to have a bowl of mutton soup and soaked cakes.

"Hahaha..." The talkative coachman was joking. "I've been stupid for the whole afternoon! I won't look at that stock again. I'll make money by pulling a cart!"

"I'll tell you that the distinguished guests will definitely not be able to accompany you, so I can just trust you honestly... Hahaha!"

Note: It’s Monday, and the competition for recommendation votes will be very fierce. Although it is the eighth place for the time being, God knows whether it will be pushed down in the afternoon.
Chapter completed!