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    Brother Fugui's export is Chengxian, saying that two days is two days, without any ambiguity.

    In the past two days, I watched a group of retail investors in the stock exchange frantically chasing "Gaocheng Finance", full of anger and fear, but Brother Fugui remained calm as usual, eating and drinking, not giving up on this stock at all.  In his heart, Kun Shao really admired him so much.

    ? Qiu Bingkun himself only invested 500,000 Hong Kong dollars to buy this stock. He also had the mind of a blind cat encountering a dead mouse.  When the evil trend of "Gaocheng Finance" started, he was timid instead, worrying about gain and loss, he gritted his teeth and invested another million, watching the stock skyrocket, he watched the stock fluctuate occasionally, it was a thrill, and it was fun  Heartbeat!

    Look at the fellow bumpkins from mainland China. It was the first time to play stocks. Not only did they put in a million or so, but they also raised a large sum of money from a securities company. Although I don¡¯t know the exact amount, I don¡¯t count  It's also three or four million.

    ?But people who are rich and noble regard money as dung, and the wind is clear and cloudy, without any fireworks.

    One word, take it!

    The next day, "Gaocheng Finance" has risen three times faster, and suddenly turned down at 55.2 yuan. There was an uproar in the exchange.  If you invest in the range of yuan, how can you bear such a brutal decline?  The stock market fluctuated unceasingly for a while, looking at the bright red overall situation, the timid ones will accept it as soon as it is good, or even cut their flesh and run away. This shock has thrown out a bunch of small retail investors who followed the rise.

    "Go! Ask Fu Gui, will he throw it away?"

    Qiu Bingkun's eyes were fixed on the screen, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he instructed Ah Hao to run to ask for information.

    As soon as the market opened in the past two days, he would ask about wealth every three to five minutes, but he was not willing to share the big family room with him. Presumably, the capital investment of each family is private, and they meet by chance. Why should they let you see it?  ?  Then Ahao's dog legs can only be used to their full potential.  Fortunately, Brother Fugui has a good attitude, always answering every question, and never refuses.

    "Kun, Shao Kun, Cao Sheng said, you can sell it now, and you can make a lot of money anyway. If you have the guts, you can also suck in the dip, and there will be a wave of rise."

    Ah Hao shook his legs and panted while holding the table. He ran back and forth between the two rooms a dozen times in half an hour. How easy is it for him!

    "Okay!" Qiu Bingkun squinted, slammed the table, and shouted, "Throw half of it, and take another half a million."

    Throwing away half of the stocks, he had already bought back all of his more than 1.5 million yuan in a blink of an eye, and the rest of the remaining half, he just followed the rich to fight again!

    This stock is really exciting. His big heart can't take it anymore. No matter how hard he saves his capital, he won't burst his blood vessels!

    When the market opened in the afternoon, there was another carbine, and "Gaocheng Finance" fell to about 43 yuan. It turned around sharply, and without giving retail investors a chance to react, it soared into the sky and drew a straight upward line almost at a right angle.  The lines of the product came to an abrupt end at an almost crazy price of 68 yuan.

    Kun Shao slumped on the leather chair, pulled his tie desperately, panted and tremblingly asked: "How much did you suck back?"

    "The price increase was too fierce, and there were big market makers sweeping up the stocks, and they only sucked back more than 5,000 shares."

    ? Qiu Bingkun counted with his fingers. It turned out that he swept nearly 40,000 shares, sold half of them at around 53 yuan, and then sucked back more than 5,000 shares. It is obvious that more than one million shares have been pocketed, so why is he still feeling uncomfortable?  If this half of the shares were not sold, wouldn't Te Niang earn more?

    He thought about it, looked at the trend of the stock for a long time without returning to his senses, and made up his mind that he must follow the footsteps of Brother Fugui tomorrow, and he must not lose his courage no matter what.

    Cao Fugui didn't have any ideas. Stocks are colorful, and he only knows how to watch the ups and downs. What financing, what sweeping goods, all are handed over to Xiao Qiao. He only firmly remembers the highest point of this stock¡ª¡ª  121.3 yuan.

    On the morning of the third day, "Gaocheng Finance" went crazy, and countless stockholders frantically poured in, chasing the soaring stocks even more fiercely.

    In a blink of an eye, it rose to 110 yuan!

    ? Qiu Bingkun couldn't sit still any longer, he clung to Brother Fugui with a stern face, and had to follow along with him, Kun Shao said, the loss would be his own, and if he earned a commission of 15%, he would treat it as an agency investment.

    What can I do if I encounter such a bastard?  Fu Gui looked at this guy pleasing to the eye, so he half pushed and half agreed, and let him follow suit. As for the commission or not, it's up to this kid's conscience!

    "How is it, how is it? It's already 112 yuan, will it go up?"

    Qiu Bingkun stared at the screen nervously, and asked in a low voice, for fear of disturbing the closed-eyed, contemplative Cao Cao.Taking a deep breath, he took his hand, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a helpless arc: "Okay."

    "Fenghe Clubhouse" is located in the center of the city, and there is still a distance from the stock exchange. Qiu Bingkun excitedly took Fugui to ride with him, and Qiao Yingnian naturally wanted to sit together, plus a bodyguard accompanying him, so Ah Hao was naturally kicked out.  Get on the car.

    Ah Hao swallowed his anger and sat in the front car, Chou Chou and Cao Fugui put their arms around each other's shoulders. The two good brothers, Kun Shao, quietly turned on the brick-like phone and reported to Boss Qiu in Wanwan.

    "Yes, yes, that boy from Mainland China is called Cao Fugui, and he was a bit lucky. Young Master Kun invested with him today and made a lot of money."

    "I heard that he is from the mainland, Mr. Qiu's hometown. I don't know if it's true or not. Okay, I understand! Boss, don't worry, I will definitely investigate this kid!"

    Qiu Chengze put down the phone and sneered.

    The second wife brought up the teacup and offered it, smiled softly and said, "What's the matter? Bing Kun made you angry again?"

    Qiu Chengze shook his head, his face darkened: "No matter how ineffective Bingkun is, he is still a junior of our Qiu family, and he dares to put any messy things on him. He is still a fellowhe doesn't know how to live or die!"

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