Zhang Jiaqiang seemed to have been cast a restraining charm, and his body froze instantly. Who is this guy?

What does he want to do?

I invested 80,000 yuan in Sichuan Neon, almost all of my net worth!

If something goes wrong and funds are tied up, I'm afraid I won't be able to turn around in a short time. Then a series of my plans will be ruined.

Slowly turning around, Zhang Jiaqiang had the desire to kill someone, and asked coldly: "What do you want to do? Just tell me!"

The man smoothed away his long hair covering his face, revealing a thin cheek with high cheekbones and no flesh on his cheeks, but his eyes were very bright.

He said: "Cichuan Caihong went public two years ago, with an opening price of 5 yuan and 86 cents. After two years of sideways trading, the closing price at noon today is 4 yuan and 8 cents!"

"What does this have to do with me?"

Zhang Jiaqiang's heart was filled with ups and downs, but he pretended that it had nothing to do with him, thinking that this guy was well prepared and had far-reaching plans!

The man still said minding his own business.

"I analyzed today's trading volume and found that someone was scanning goods. Of course, he did it very secretly, but he still showed his flaws!"

At noon, with the scorching sun shining brightly, Zhang Jiaqiang felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured on his head. It turned out that all his hard-working plans had been discovered.

What is this guy trying to do, blackmail? Threat? Or warning? At this time, according to experience, he should be beaten to death without admitting it.

Zhang Jiaqiang pretended to be confused.

"I don't understand what you're talking about!" After saying that, he turned around and left without stopping.

The man quickly caught up and blocked Zhang Jiaqiang's path. He looked excited and anxious as he spoke.

"According to my experience analysis, all this shows that Sichuan Neon is going to rise, skyrocketing! And it will be in the near future!"

Of course it will rise, but not because of anyone's manipulation, but because of the three major good news on July 30. Sichuan Neon is at most taking advantage of the momentum.

Thinking of this, a flash of lightning seemed to flash in Zhang Jiaqiang's mind. If no one was controlling it, the momentum would never be so strong. Ten times a month. How many times has this happened since the stock market began?

I only know the outcome because I have experienced history.

If this person just found out through clues that someone was buying stocks and judged that the stock was going to rise, it would be really not easy!

He suddenly turned around, looked at the guy, and asked in a deep voice, "If you don't tell secrets, what do you want to do?"

The man said, "I want you to buy it. Making money proves that my analysis is correct!"

Zhang Jiaqiang sneered, "Why don't you buy it yourself? You think it's too much money to bite your hand, right?"

The guy shrugged, "I don't have any money!"

Zhang Jiaqiang's first thought was that he discovered that he had bought a large amount of Sichuan Neon and planned to blackmail him!

But then I thought about it, and it didn't seem like it. At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps, and someone was walking down the stairs.

A gust of fragrant wind blew towards my face, and it turned out to be the young woman from the big family room.

"Hey, Zhang Jiaqiang, you haven't left yet. What's there to talk about with this lunatic?"

Zhang Jiaqiang remembers that when she introduced herself, she called her Xiao Yao or Xiao Yao.

When the man heard this, he screamed as if he had been stung by a wasp, "You are crazy, your whole family is crazy!"

He yelled and ran away!

Zhang Jiaqiang was so frightened that this guy was acting a little abnormally.

Xiao Yao raised his chin, and the big wave swayed slightly, "The entire exchange knew that the man was sick. He nervously introduced people to stocks every day, and got him wrapped up in a bandage that was sticky than cowhide glue. No one dared to pay attention to it.

he!"

At this moment, Zhang Jiaqiang put his heart into his stomach. It turned out that he was really crazy, but his analysis was extremely accurate. Is it just a coincidence?

It seems that I can only wait until I meet this person next time to find a way to confirm it.

Zhang Jiaqiang said politely, "Thank you. If it weren't for you, I would still be stuck with him. Is this the end of the business and do you want to go home?"

Xiaoyao walked a few steps quickly and went downstairs side by side with Zhang Jiaqiang, his voice squeaking.

"Why are you so polite? It's such a small effort. If you really want to thank me, I'll give you a chance and treat me to KFC!"

KFC just opened in Luonan City this year, and a meal cost dozens of yuan, which was considered high consumption in that era.

If it was normal, Zhang Jiaqiang would just accept the offer. Anyway, it was just a meal where he could learn more about the stock market news.

But now his daughter-in-law has difficulty moving, and only one child is still sick at home. He is worried and wants to go home and take a look.

I had no choice but to decline politely, saying that I wanted to toast her a few more drinks at the dinner party in the evening.

When Zhang Jiaqiang went out and got into the car and drove away, Xiaoyao sighed in embarrassment, "Huh, you won't seize the opportunity given to you. Do you think anyone is qualified to have dinner with my aunt?"

At noon, I took care of two patients and had lunch.

Ye Xiumei has basically recovered, and Zhou Xiaomeng can also start eating some normal food. When the sutures are removed next week, she should be back to normal.

Zhang Jiaqiang didn't go to the stock market to read the market. Since he didn't have any money, he just watched. Fortunately, he had a comfortable sleep at home.

It was already half past three when she opened her eyes. She turned around and saw Ye Xiumei sitting next to her, fanning herself with a cattail leaf fan.

Seeing the sweat on her forehead, Zhang Jiaqiang felt a little distressed and gently pressed her arm, "Isn't there a fan? Why can't you bear the electricity bill?"

Ye Xiumei snorted coldly, "I'm not afraid that you might catch a cold. There are so many mosquitoes, so I'll help you get rid of them!"

"Silly wife, the fan can swing its head and set the timer. How tiring it is to fan!"

"You are stupid!"

Zhang Jiaqiang held up his wife's pretty face and kissed her gently, "I won't be back for dinner tonight, would you like Lao Guo to bring you some food?"

Ye Xiumei said angrily, "It's a waste of money. It's not like I can't cook. I was able to get out of bed yesterday, okay?"

Zhang Jiaqiang chuckled, "That's right, skin injuries heal quickly!"

"What did you say, you bastard!" Ye Xiumei was ashamed and angry, and raised her hand to hit her.

Zhang Jiaqiang didn't move away and let her pat her twice without any pain or itch.

On the streets of Luonan in the evening, after the rush hour, the streets and alleys became quiet.

Not far from the stock exchange, a seafood hotpot restaurant with flashing neon lights was packed with people.

All five people in the main room were present, and the table was filled with various dishes and drinks.

The hot pot is steaming, and the beer in the glass is foaming.

None of the five people moved their chopsticks. They looked out the window from time to time, with different expressions on their faces.

The rich man said, "Don't wait, that guy will never come back. Let's each eat what we have, and we'll all be equal in the end!"

The bespectacled man pushed up the glasses frame on the bridge of his nose and said with a frown.

"It shouldn't be, this Xiao Zhang doesn't seem to be dishonest!"

Xiaoyao unscrewed a bottle of Sprite and took a sip, saying, "Hmph, that kid is so smart, he probably dazzled us!"

Mr. Qian patted the table impatiently, "Nonsense, everything has been ordered, so we can't waste it. Let's eat!"
Chapter completed!