A family that has bullied Mrs. Tiger, even relatives and others can only interact with you with restrictive relationships and give you some leftovers, but will never give you core benefits!

Fan Biao himself could feel that the great Chinese gods of wealth used various actions to persuade him, "You kid have only made so much money in your life, it's just a little face that you give you in terms of blood connection!"

"Your life's assets will not exceed five million! Accept your fate, and you accept your fate!"

Fan Biao was forced to the corner by Yang Zhi. At this moment, countless pairs of eyes in the hall were staring at him, and those gazes were like whipping him.

Is this my own destiny? I always hit the glass window at the most critical moment, and at the moment when I was closest to victory, making me approach victory infinitely, but I can never win a complete victory!

This was the case in the past, but is it still the case now? Is this my destiny?

If I stop now, I will not suffer any losses. I have indeed completed my second grandfather's task. I have stabilized the market price to more than five yuan in a short period of time.

No one will say I am not good, no one will blame me, including the bannermen in the capital, thank me for taking action today!

And I have indeed made a profit myself. These investments have been made today. Not to mention the 400,000 shares I snatched in the morning were all very low-cost, and I have already had a huge profit at this moment!

I can definitely take these profits to make a profit, so much money is enough for me to spend!

But am I willing? Isn’t this the same fate as before? Am I bowing to my fate?

It’s still the routine of the past. If you don’t lose money, you will make a little profit, but all the profit is brought by the hat of the Fan family. Others are looking at your relationship rather than you!

You get a little sweetness, make a little profit and then go back. No one will truly admire you, and no one will truly regard you as a character!

"This is not the fate I want. I don't want to live like this for the rest of my life in the future! Hahaha..." Fan Biao made the most difficult decision in his life!

"Five yuan two... Eat 100,000 shares and place an order!"

Ah! The crowd exclaimed. This time, people really admired Fan Da’s head from the bottom of their hearts. They still have to earn money at such a high price? This is really going to support the market, this is really going to fight with Yang Zhi, not pretending!

There are not many Han people who can admire this group of flag-men in the capital, but Fan Biao is considered number one during this period today!

Countless bannermen men have provoked the thumbs up, "Master Biao...Magic!Magic...Magic..."

The teacup in Yang Zhi's hand slammed on the ground with a bang: "What? He dares to eat it? Am I wrong about it? Fan Biao's assets are more than five million? Did Fan Jian give him ten million?"

"When did Fan Jian look down on the one who was the eldest house? Is my information wrong? No, no, I can't make mistakes, I will definitely not make mistakes!"

"Since he is willing to eat, I will give him... to raise the price, ordering 50,000 yuan and 100,000 shares, see if he still eats it!"

Fan Biao lost all his usual cynicism today, and he really began to face such huge pressure like a man!

His more than 200 kilograms were like a meat mountain, pressing steadily on the top of the wooden box. Everyone suddenly found that they were extremely relieved when they saw his figure.

No one knew how much pressure Fan Biao was in his heart. A series of numbers floated in his heart, and none of them pressed him down heavily!

One million, one million, two million, two million, two million, three million... Fan Biao took out more and more silver, and the stock price was getting higher and higher.

Five dollars, five dollars, five dollars, five dollars, five dollars... Soon the price approached 5 dollars, and he would soon face the psychological barrier of six dollars!

After breaking through six yuan, the capital stock price has set a new high, but can it be broken? Does Fan Biao still have any money? Yang Zhi, a price of five yuan, can be said to have stumbled and filled in the order.

At this time, both sides were already afraid of fighting against the wolf. Yang Zhi's hands were trembling, Fan Biao's heart began to tremble, and five-nine was the last place of bloody battle!

Ten thousand shares will consume 59,000 silver dollars, and ten thousand shares will cost 59,000 silver dollars!

Fan Biao has only one million taels left in his hand so far, and he is almost exhausted!

Is Yang Zhi easy to live? It's not easy to live. The stock of more than one million yuan has now become 500,000 yuan. Fan Biao has already snatched food from the tiger's mouth and got rid of 600,000 shares!

Not all these stocks belong to our own. Many of them are from the royal palaces in the capital. How can you take the banker after you lose your chips?

But now the war has become like this. Yang Zhi can only survive until Fan Biao’s ammunition is exhausted and his funds are completely exhausted, and then he will use the last hundreds of thousands of shares to desperately smash the market!

Fan Biao could not bear such a large book loss, so he was trapped, trapped him to death, and forced him to cut his losses and leave the market!

As long as Fan Biao admits defeat, Yang Zhi can still eat the chips he lost in the future. Not to mention one million shares, one million and two million shares can be obtained!

"I'm going to win, I'm going to endure your Fan Daming to death... and add another order of 100,000! I see how much money your Fan Daming has!"

The air in the capital exchange was frozen, and everyone was afraid to breathe. The bannerman with better mathematics was estimating how much money Fan Biao had spent.

"It's three hundred and one thousand taels! Ancestor, this is so rich... Oh! It's three and two hundred and two hundred and thousands!"

"I'm still eating! Master Biao is still eating a pressure order of 5.9 yuan... It's sold again, 3.3 million taels!"

"It's three million and a half million... Master Biao is so mighty! Master Biao is so mighty and unyielding!"

Thousands of bannermen in the audience raised their thumbs up, "Once Biao... is powerful... is martial..."

"Master Biao... is powerful... is martial..."

People were neatly shouting mighty slogans, and they kept saying one by one. They were morally kidnapped Fan Da’s head on it. Fan Biao’s meat mountain has really become a gold mountain!

Yang Zhi could even clench the palm of his hand, and he shivered, "Why still have money? Fan Biao couldn't have so much money! Did I make a mistake? Why is he still buying?"

If Fan Biao tested the electrocardiogram at this moment, the atrial fibrillation would have trembled into the sky. He secretly cried in his heart, "Mom! Grandpa! I only have 500,000 taels of silver left, I have no money at all..."

"Why didn't Yang Zhi admit defeat yet? Dear grandpa! You have to bless your grandson! The grandson wants to straighten his back for the first time in his life, but he can't be timid in the end!"

The crowd suddenly burst into applause, "It's 3.7 million taels... It's 3.8 million taels... Master Biao threw in 3.8 million taels today!"

"Six...six...six..."

People shouted at the integer threshold of six pieces, and clapped neatly as if they were celebrating in advance!

But they knew that Mr. Biao, who was as stable as Mount Tai, had only 200,000 taels left at this moment, and Yang Zhi still needed at least 400,000 taels of silver to eat all the orders of 5.9 yuan!

It seems that Fan Da is going to lose in this battle!

"Master Biao...master Biao...six pieces..."

"Master Biao...master Biao...six pieces..."

People shouted slogans and continued to put pressure on Fan Biao. Fan finally closed his eyes and whispered, "Another...eat another 200,000..."

At this time, Fan Biao suddenly stood up and said excitedly, "Fan Jian God of Wealth is my grandfather, Mrs. Hu is my aunt, and the head of state is my uncle... I am the son and nephew of the Fan family in Shanxi!"

"With me here... there is no way out for retreat... The Shanxi merchant is mighty! Old Xier... will not retreat!"

At that moment, Fan Biao burst into tears!
Chapter completed!