The development of the Internet and the rise of it all originated from Citigroup. As the world's only superpower, Citigroup maintains a leading position in economy and technology. Of course, its most powerful thing is finance, relying on Mijin as

Global currency pitfalls have harmed many countries.

This technology stock market crash was caused by several investment companies in Citigroup.

After Yue Chengfeng arrived at the company in the morning, he saw the whole company in chaos, and economic people roared on the phone.

"Hurry up and sell all the technology stocks in my hand to me."

"No, the market is closed, it has already hit the limit."

“The board has been stopped…”

"It's over, I can't even get the trap. I've lost all this now..."

Yue Chengfeng hurried into the office, turned on the computer to check the several technology stocks he had heavily invested in, all of which fell to the limit, and were green.

Suddenly, Yue Chengfeng's eyes turned black and he fell to the ground. His face muscles twitched, and his whole body was trembling. This time, in addition to trading for customers, he also invested all his belongings in technology stocks. He originally wanted to make money and buy a few sets after he made a profit.

The houses are all harvested now.

"How could this happen? How could this happen..."

He murmured to himself tremblingly, his scalp numb, and tears flowed down unknowingly. This was his savings of more than ten years, and it was all wiped out overnight.

The phone suddenly rang, it was the customer's call.

He didn't answer, and now he is powerless to turn things around.

The phone kept ringing, and among them was the phone call from Zhang Zhaoyang.

Inside the office of Skinny Fox Headquarters.

Zhang Zhaoyang was so anxious that his whole body was on fire. He thumped the desktop wildly, "Ass you, answer the phone, bastard..."

But at this time, it was useless to find Yue Chengfeng, but Zhang Zhaoyang could not calm down. He needed Yue Chengfeng to give an explanation.

Soon he drove to Yue Chengfeng's company. The company was in chaos, with agents crying and shouting, and paper documents scattered all over the floor.

There are dozens of investors in Yue Chengfeng's office, all of whom are questioning and crying.

"Didn't you say you'll make money? Return me my hard-earned money."

"You have to be responsible."

Yue Chengfeng didn't care about the anger of these investors at all, because there was a contract, and it was written clearly in the contract, and it had nothing to do with him if he lost it all.

What he was sad was that his money was also paid in.

Zhang Zhaoyang stood stupidly at the door of your Yue Chengfeng's office. He knew it was too late. He beat his chest and fell weakly on the door railing, "Ah..."

He screamed in grief, pulling his hair and slamming his head against the door.

Zhang Zhaoyang knew that he was finished. He originally mortgaged the Skinny Fox Building without telling the company to withdraw money and then transferred the money to his own bag company. This operation has violated the company's articles of association and company law.

Now that I lost all my money, I am really at the end of the road.

Hangzhou Fanren Technology Building.

Lin Bufan was drinking coffee and squinted his eyes at the Citigroup market, "It's green, I don't know how many people lost money."

Yang Qiuyu sighed and said, "This finance is really ever-changing, and it's a lot of people to kill. Zhang Zhaoyang lost everything this time. I don't know what he will do next."

"What else can I do? Of course I'm here to beg us." Lin Bufan said with a smile.

"Why?"

"Does it still need to ask why? The Skinny Fox Building is Zhang Zhaoyang's last foundation. All the foundations have been exported. Then the last way is to come and ask us for cooperation, because only by cooperating with us can Skinny Fox be resurrected and be listed.

Perhaps, after listing, Zhang Zhaoyang can use his shares to withdraw cash."

Zhang Zhaoyang holds 20% of the shares of Shouhu. As a legal person, he cannot mortgage or sell shares. Even if he takes a step back, he can mortgage or sell it, but he cannot sell it less than 500 million yuan.

In addition, if he really sells his shares, he will not be the helmsman of Skinny Fox, and Skinny Fox has no relationship with him.

"Yes, I'm really a sin that I can't live. If Zhang Zhaoyang didn't ask for trouble, he wouldn't have ended like this." Yang Qiuyu took a sip of tea and shook her head, feeling quite regretful for Zhang Zhaoyang.

Yanzhou, Zhao Hui's investment company.

Zhao Hui's head was buried deep in his legs, and his back twitched in waves. He lost completely, and the leeks were cut clean.

It would be fine if he lost all the funds in his hand, but the problem was that he also mortgaged all his real estate to the bank and bought technology stocks.

Now there are no other assets to operate except Shouhu's shares.

Zhao Hui covered his face in pain, and then sneered again. He laughed at himself for being too greedy and didn't know how to stop when he saw it.

The bank called at this time.

After answering the phone, after some communication, the bank gave him three days to raise funds. If he didn't have three days to raise funds, his real estate would have to be sold, including the house and office building.

Where can Zhao Hui have money to redeem real estate?

But if you don’t redeem it, the family will sleep on the main road.

Zhao Hui hurried to Skinny Fox Company and found Zhang Zhaoyang. He wanted to ask Zhang Zhaoyang to borrow some money from the company to help him. Zhang Zhaoyang cried in his heart, where is the company still rich?

During this period, I was so overwhelmed by Mortal Technology that I couldn't breathe. The entire operation was about to stop. Advertisers were evacuated one after another, and new media and investors could not be brought in. Paying wages was a problem.

"Is the company so deficit?" Zhao Hui was shocked, but as expected, this complex and anxious mood made him breathless.

"Why do you need so much money?" Zhang Zhaoyang asked.

"I..." Zhao Hui slapped his mouth in depression, "Forget it, I'll leave."

After Zhao Hui left, Zhang Zhaoyang stood numbly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

What should I do?

Zhao Hui went to a few old friends and borrowed millions, but his real estate was worth over 100 million, and millions were just a drop in the bucket.

Zhao Hui, who had been running until after 3 pm, had not drunk a sip of rice or water, came to a mortgage company.

The owner of the mortgage company and Zhao Hui are not very familiar friends.

It is a common friendship, the so-called friend in the scene.

After entering the office of the mortgage company boss, Zhao Hui begged: "Brother Ma, help me."

Boss Ma has a big back and a thorny face, a big bra and a thick waist, looking very lucky, "Boss Zhao, what's going on? He actually asked a little person like me to help me. Don't do it with me.

joke."

"I'm really in trouble. Brother Ma, I need money."

"Who doesn't need money in this world?"

"Can you lend me 100 million?"

Boss Ma's fat body immediately straightened up: "What? One hundred million? What a joke, where will I get you one hundred million."

"Brother Ma, I know you have a lot of cash flow in the black market. If you lend me 100 million, the interest rate can be higher."

Boss Ma lowered his face, touched his chin, and said, "Boss Zhao, I just said directly that the relationship between you and me is not so good that I can borrow 100 million directly."

"I know. So the interest rate can be higher."

"I'm a mortgage company here, you have to use something to mortgage it."

"I have 10% of Skinny Fox shares, how much can I mortgage it?"

"Skinny Fox's shares?" Boss Ma frowned, his eyes rolled a few times, and then said seriously, "At most, 5 million."

"What?" Zhao Hui was shocked, "How could the shares of Skinny Fox Company be only 5 million? What are you kidding about internationally?"

"Boss Zhao, I'm not kidding. The thin fox is no longer the same as before. If you used to mortgage the thin fox's shares, 100 million would definitely not be a problem, but now the thin fox is going to go bankrupt. Do you think I'm in vain?
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