In 1910, the Shanghai rubber stock market crash broke out and swept the entire Shanghai.

Twenty-nine years later, the stock market crash broke out at the same place and in almost the same way.

People are always forgetful.

On the 10th, almost everyone who joined the stock market came trembling.

Of course this includes Zhang Yubao.

"Either pull it up or jump off the building."

This is what Zhang Xiaolin said to him before setting off.

Jump off a building?

He, Mr. Zhang, will definitely not jump off the building.

Are we the ones who are unlucky?

No surprises.

There are no surprises.

As soon as the stock market opened today, there was still only one word in the center:

fall!

Fall hard!

In just a few minutes, Fenghui stock has fallen below 100 yuan!

Another kind of madness ensued on the stock exchange.

Before, everyone went crazy because the stock price continued to rise.

But now, it collapsed because of the plunge in stock prices.

Everyone was shouting "up, up, up, up" loudly.

But the reality is that it keeps falling.

Every stock is falling.

Those big investors who tried to boost the stock market have already given up long ago.

In this market, the more you invest, the more you will fall into.

In the end, everyone was completely desperate.

Get rid of it?

How to get rid of it?

I just keep wanting to sell, but there is no one to take it.

Zhang Yubao was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

You have so many stocks in your hands and you want to sell them? There is no way.

Congratulations to Yanfan and Liu Baochun!

The names of these two people suddenly popped up in Zhang Yubao's mind.

Especially that Zhu Yanfan, he is a coward at all. As long as he is threatened, he will agree to anything.

Zhang Yubao rushed into the general manager's office of Xinsheng Stock Exchange like crazy.

The office was empty, no one was there.

There is a letter on the desk.

Zhang Yubao opened the letter in one go.

There was not a single word on the letter, only a very lame picture:

A big smile.

It seemed that he was laughing at Zhang Yubao.

"asshole!"

Zhang Yubao yelled and tore the letter into pieces...

…

1 Yuan!

There was dead silence in the exchange.

This is the final price of Fenghui stock!

It's over, everything is over.

The stock market collapsed!

Someone was holding a pile of waste paper, dumbfounded.

Someone was sitting on the ground crying.

Zhang Yubao's body swayed.

He grinned, as if he wanted to laugh, but also seemed to want to cry.

Either pull it up or jump off the building.

Not only did Zhang Xiaolin lose all his money, he also lost all the wealth he had accumulated through so many years of hard work...

…

"not good!"

Xu Laowu, who had been waiting outside the exchange since early in the morning, shouted: "The stock market has collapsed."

"What should we do?" Chen Heizi asked.

"What should we do? Damn it, why are we waiting here so early in the morning to see if the stock market will collapse?" Xu Laowu looked pale:

"Hurry, go to Zhang Xiaolin's house, Zhang Xiaolin, it's over!"

Zhang Xiaolin, it’s over!

…

Zhang Xiaolin, it’s over!

The representatives of Jincheng Bank and Commercial Bank were sitting there with expressionless faces.

They also came to Zhang Xiaolin's home early in the morning and urged him to pay back the money.

They are much clearer than those stock investors and know that once the stock market crash starts, no one can reverse it.

Zhang Xiaolin's money has not been released yet.

He is finished!

Zhang Xiaolin sat there, seemingly closing his eyes and concentrating. In fact, he knew that he was finished.

A disciple hung up the phone, came to Zhang Xiaolin, and whispered:

"Fenghui shares are one yuan."

Zhang Xiaolin's body trembled.

"Boss Zhang, you are borrowing money from me..."

Just as the representative of Jincheng Bank said these words, he saw two people rushing in.

Xu Laowu and Chen Heizi!

"Boss Zhang." Xu Laowu clasped his fists: "How are you going to repay the money you borrowed from the brothers?"

Zhang Xiaolin finally opened his eyes: "Xu Laowu, do you think I will owe you money?"

"Boss Zhang, in the past, of course you wouldn't." At this point, Xu Laowu was no longer polite: "But the stocks you bought are worthless, what can you give us back?"

Zhang Xiaolin poked the ground with his crutch: "Xu Laowu, how dare you talk to me like this?"

"Five million, five million!" Chen Heizi's voice also became louder: "Zhang Xiaolin, brothers, there is no way to survive. If you don't let us live, we will risk our lives for you."

Xu Laowu stretched out his hand and said: "Zhang, from today on, Lao Chen and I will live and eat at your place. When will you pay us back the money, and when will we leave?"

Zhang Xiaolin actually couldn't say a word.

These loan sharks are all desperadoes. If they can't get money, they can really do anything.

"Zhang Xiaolin, the money you owe us needs to be paid back immediately!"

Another person broke in.

Zhang Xiaolin stood up quickly:

"Matsumoto-kun."

This is the representative of Zhengjin Bank.
To be continued...