Mu Zhengqi got up early the next morning, and had a long phone call with Chen Nanlu last night, but Chen Nanlu insisted on selling his shares, Mu Zhengqi had no choice but to choose to compromise.
But Chen Nanlu's affairs hadn't been settled yet. Linghu Lanxin knocked on the door and came in. After seeing Mu Zhengqi, she found that Mu Zhengqi was still on the phone, so she could only wait patiently.
"Okay, I agree, you have to think clearly, if you sell it at this time, it will be difficult to buy it back." Mu Zhengqi said.
"I know, I just don't want to continue gambling with you. I'm only worth this little thing. Zhengqi, I know you've always been dissatisfied with me, and you've been wanting to divorce for a long time. If you really can't take it anymore, wait until you come back. Let's go get a divorce." After speaking, Chen Nanlu hung up the phone. .
"Hey, hello" When Mu Zhengqi heard that Chen Nanlu was going to divorce, he immediately panicked again.
"Mr. Mu, something happened." Linghu Lanxin took the opportunity to say.
"Something went wrong? What's the matter?" Mu Zhengqi started calling Chen Nanlu's cell phone again, wanting to call back.
"Pete died, last night, in a hotel room". Linghu Lanxin said.
"What did you say?" Mu Zhengqi asked without realizing it.
"I said that Pete is dead, and the negotiation can't go on. What do you think about this matter?" Linghu Lanxin asked.
"Dead? How did he die?" Mu Zhengqi sat down on the sofa and asked.
"I don't know yet. It is said that it has been transported back to the hospital for an autopsy. Before the results come out, no one can tell. The hotel has already called the police." Linghu Lanxin said.
It was a headache for Mu Zhengqi, and now he is starting to regret that he forgot to sign the contract with Pete yesterday. If that is the case, the boss behind him should also admit it. Now it is all right, I don¡¯t know how long this matter will be delayed.
Mr. Mi received a call from the Chinese police asking about his relationship with Pete, because Pete¡¯s last call was to him, and there was a call on Pete¡¯s cell phone that had not yet been made, and it was also to Mr. Mi.
Mr. Mi was sitting in the United States with several business partners drinking tea on the grass of the manor at this time. He was stunned when he heard the news.
"Mr. Mi, what's the matter?" His partner asked when he saw that his expression was wrong.
"Everyone, it seems that our cooperation is destined to be unsuccessful. Pete died, and the cause of death is unknown, but at this critical moment, our main negotiator died. Is this a coincidence?" Mr. Mi asked.
There are Americans and Japanese here. They are the final buyers of this mine. Mr. Mi is behind Pete, and Mr. Mi wants to take the mine into his pocket and then sell it to these foreigners. A joint venture company established by China, so that graphene can be transported to Japan or the United States in a grand manner. Of course, it is mainly Japanese.
"Then what to do, is anyone else interested in this mine?"
"I don't know at the moment, but yesterday Peter reported that Yingze Group's stock has changed, and the daily limit is up. This is not a good thing. It is likely that someone is playing tricks in the middle. I am going to fly back tomorrow to have a look. Some things cannot be seen from such a distance. When it comes to the real situation, if it really doesn¡¯t work, I¡¯ll talk to the boss of Yingze Group, everyone, just prepare the money, since I promised you, of course this matter will not be abandoned halfway.¡± Mr. Mi said.
Before the stock market opened, many investors were staring at the stock of Yingze Group, not knowing how this stock would perform today. Of course, there were also some speculators who also targeted this stock.
However, Yingze Group suddenly announced a news that Chen Nanlu, the group's tradable shareholder, would liquidate the stocks he held. This caused an uproar in the public opinion, because many investors knew that Chen Nanlu was the wife of Mu Zhengqi, the chairman and general manager of Yingze Group. , as soon as the news came out, after the opening of the market, sure enough, the stock plummeted, and soon fell to the limit.
However, it seems that there is a mysterious force manipulating the rise and fall of the stock, and the stock price has been fluctuating at the limit. At this time, Lu Wenhao is directing the traders to buy the stock with all their strength. At this time, it is undoubtedly profitable.
As the panic gradually subsided, the stock price slowly rose. At the close of the morning, the stock price of Yingze Group was sealed at the daily limit again, which surprised many people.
If it is said that there is no one operating behind it, the stockholders will not believe it, and if there is no large amount of capital entering, this is impossible.
Looking at the stock price on the computer screen, Mu Zhengqi scratched his head, he couldn't understand it. So far, he still can't see which company is manipulating the stock price of Yingze Group. Because of these stocks, Lu Wenhao I used the accounts of more than a dozen companies, although combinedIt is large, but it is not obvious when it is spread to every company.
"Pete is dead, did you know?" Mo Xiaoyu and Yu Zige sat under the sun umbrella, drinking iced coffee.
"Who died?" Mo Xiaoyu was taken aback, and asked again as if he hadn't heard.
"Peter, I met him yesterday, I don't want to be separated from Yin and Yang today." Yu Zige said.
"Really? How did he die? A car accident?" Mo Xiaoyu asked.
"No, the cause of death has not been found out yet. The police have come to me. I just said that we met and drank a cup of coffee. I don't know anything else." Yu Zige said.
"Why are you here? Just because you've seen him?" Mo Xiaoyu asked.
"I contacted him yesterday, and the police are investigating." Yu Zige said.
"Oh, it's quite a coincidence. If I didn't let you see him yesterday, I'd be fine. I'm really sorry to have troubled you." Mo Xiaoyu said embarrassedly.
"It doesn't matter, I just think this fact is a bit strange." Yu Zige said to Mo Xiaoyu.
While talking, he secretly observed Mo Xiaoyu, but seeing Mo Xiaoyu's normal face, it really didn't look like he had something to do with this matter, so he didn't take it seriously.
"That's true, but the cause of death hasn't been revealed yet, so it's hard to say anything. By the way, the people who wrote the articles you found, told them that they can ship, how to pay them, you ask them, I think it's best to give Cash, it¡¯s convenient for everyone.¡± Mo Xiaoyu said.
"Okay, I asked them to publish the article, money, as you said, the rumors are too tight now, and in today's society, as long as they do something, it is impossible not to leave a trace, and the transaction can only be taken This is the most primitive way." Yu Zige said. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com