Make up lessons on Saturday and Sunday. When the new week arrives, Tang Xin sets on the road to campus step by step, being the casual and unruly Sun Dao, humming a song and Cheng Mu, who is happy all day long, calmly interprets the quiet and beautiful Ye Qiu, and the tepid Tang Xin, this small group always takes consistent steps and lives a boring life in the eyes of ordinary people.
Xia Qingying looked bad and waited for Tang Xin outside the community. Tang Xin told her a few words to give her a bag of money and waved goodbye.
Looking at the backs of the four people gradually fading away, Xia Qingying suddenly felt sad and complained in her mind that she had been born a few years ago.
Wang Hongcheng, who was once awesome on campus, is in a bad situation now. Perhaps he is still in mind the bet on the exam results. He always feels that everyone around him is wearing tinted glasses, even with an inadvertent look, it seems that he is despising him for not fulfilling the bet.
Tang Xin couldn't see this person, so he forgot about it. In this very stupid and naive campus, Tang Xin didn't really take it seriously with anyone.
A small punishment and warning and threat are 90% of them jokes, and if you are serious, you will lose.
Although Qiu Qiang is Qiu Daosheng's son, he has not experienced the experience in the shopping mall. The newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. In Tang Xinxin, at least he thinks so, and Qiu Qiang is probably in this state now.
When he bought Punan Pharmaceutical, he was determined to win. After only a week, he was worried, fearing that the market maker would withdraw and the stock price would fall, etc.
"Tang Xin, give me a briefing. When will I sell it? I have made about 400,000 yuan now, can I sell it, right?"
Qiu Qiang was not sure whether he was nervous or excited to make money. His facial muscles were tense, and he was as pious as praying to God beside Tang Xin.
"What are you selling? It's early! It's going to rise again."
Sun Dao's words and expressions despised Qiu Qiang.
His words made Tang Xin realize that Sister Xue’s 40,000 yuan must have also hit Punan Pharmaceutical.
The pressure gathered bit by bit.
Tang Xin would not despise Qiu Qiang, and his anxiety about gains and losses would often be reflected at this time.
"The current big trend is beneficial to the dealer. The dealer will not withdraw so early. When will he sell it, I will give you news."
When taking the market as a banker, you must consider the impact of the stock market trend, otherwise it will easily attract the attention of the China Securities Regulatory Commission.
The more famous one is the "May 30 Tragedy" that year. After the stamp duty increased from one thousandth to three thousandth, the market plummeted, and more than 800 stocks fell to the limit. However, in this environment, stocks still hit the limit for several days, which eventually attracted the attention of the China Securities Regulatory Commission. After intervening in the investigation, several insider trading and disguised financial institutions were found.
Stocks are not afraid of rising. Many stocks have created a mythical upward trajectory, but flowers must be green and white cranes stand out. When the market plummeted, some stocks rose instead of falling, and the exaggerated increase is too eye-catching. After all, in the stock market, red is always more eye-catching than green.
After the market decline a while ago, the stock market is now recovering, and stocks that rise and fall every day are evenly matched. At least the momentum is stable and it is constantly winning back investors' confidence. Therefore, Punan Pharmaceutical is not too eye-catching in this.
For four days, Tang Xin went to school and went to school and went on time, and then looked at the stock situation after he got home.
This week, probably the retail investors in Tianhai who were bewitched by Xu Minghui saw the trend of Punan Pharmaceutical last week and followed the trend into the market one after another. The influx of funds pushed Punan Pharmaceutical's stock price up every day. By Thursday afternoon, it had risen to a price of nearly ten yuan.
I sorted out some information at home. After dinner, Tang Xin called Ye Qiu to stop studying for one night, and then took a bus to Dongming Garden.
It is rare that Xia Qingying, who was not wearing a police uniform, stood at the entrance of the community. Her pure black knitted dress was quite amazing. Tang Xin got out of the taxi and saw her and looked up and down, especially the lines outlined on her plump breasts, which were beautiful and pleasing to the eyes.
"Dress up, you can also change your career to be a model."
Tang Xin tsk his mouth and praised him gently.
Xia Qingying raised her eyes slightly and smiled, as if she was in a good mood in an instant. She reached out to the cafe diagonally across the road and suggested: "Go to have a drink?"
Tang Xin turned his head and looked at it, and then looked at the brightly lit night. The bright moon in the sky and the stars were shining. If there was no noise, it would be a bit poetic and picturesque.
However, he shook his head and said, "I'm going back late, my family will worry. Here, you can give Captain Li another credit."
Xia Qingying's good mood, less than a minute, suddenly ended. She took the file bag in delight and waved her angrily: "Then you go."
As expected, Tang Xin took a taxi and left as she wished.
Looking down at his outfit, Xia Qingying walked into the community dejectedly, muttering in a suffocating manner: "I am a fool! I am a fool! Why does it take so long to dress up?"
Just as she was complaining, the phone in her pocket shook. She took it out and saw it was a text message.
"It's easy to get old when you get angry, and this effect on a beautiful woman is increased by at least twice."
After reading the text message, I couldn't help laughing again. Xia Qingying was completely helpless with Tang Xin.
When she walked home, she took off the leather boots she had been wearing for a long time. Xia Weiguo, who was watching TV, stared at her curiously: "You have been cleaning up and dressing up in the room for more than an hour, and then you have gone out for five minutes?"
Xia Qingying sat next to her father with a file bag, as if she was tired, leaning on her back, and said in a weak voice: "Stop talking sarcastic, I don't have the mood to fight you in class now."
Xia Weiguo has always been unfair to be arrogant when he is abroad, but at home, especially in front of his daughter, he always smiles.
"What are you holding in your hands?"
When Xia Qingying picked up the file bag, she became energetic and took out a recorder from it, and raised it in front of her father's eyes like a show-off.
Many children have a admiration for their parents, especially their successful careers.
As a newcomer in the public security system, Xia Qingying naturally hopes to be praised by her father.
She didn't care about these two things recently. She had some strength. Anyway, after passing through her hands, she could take it out and show it in front of her father.
Telling his father about the suspected spread of false news from Jinyun Company and Xu Minghui, Xia Qingying listened to the recording of the evidence of Xu Minghui's crime with Xia Weiguo with a smile.
Xia Weiguo's smile gradually faded and he asked calmly: "How do you know that Xu Minghui is a crime?"
Xia Qingying said naturally: "What Tang Xin said, as long as there is this recording, Xu Minghui is a crime. The news he spread is true, that is insider trading! If what he said is fake, it is also a spread of false news, and it is also a crime."
Xia Weiguo nodded, the key point was that Xu Minghui had a special identity. He was originally an employee in the securities industry. If he changed to an ordinary person, he would be a rumor at best.
"What are you going to do?"
Xia Qingying said casually: "I will leave it to Li Jianxing tomorrow morning. I am not a police officer. I will do something about Tianhai here, of course, I will ask someone in the current management to handle it, and I will give him a credit for it for free."
Xia Weiguo praised her for a few words, and then walked back to his study.
Sitting at the desk, Xia Weiguo lit a cigarette, and fell into deep thought in the smoke.
Although he is the director of the Public Security Bureau of the metropolis of Tianhai, he is self-aware and his political future is very bleak.
The reason is very simple. One is that the position of the Public Security Bureau Director has never been integrated into the mainstream of economic construction. His political achievements are not noticed. If he does well, he will be within his duties. If he does not do well, he will have to withstand a storm-like blow.
Secondly, although Tianhai is not a political center like Sijiucheng, the officialdom is always turbulent in the big city that is famous in the country's economic ranking. There are thousands of police officers under the jurisdiction of various districts, branches, etc., and the people with power are not crossing the river, but they are definitely not rare. Some people are not clean and have problems with their hands. The police chief, as the police chief, is feeling like he is in a pin and needle, and the little fish and shrimp can still deal with it. But if some young masters commit crimes, it will be a dilemma. If they catch them, offend people, and do not arrest them, they will be lurking in the dark and want to let him step down.
Therefore, Xia Weiguo sat in this seat, walking on thin ice, and he didn't expect to go further. It would be great if he could spend every day safely.
After smoking two cigarettes in a row, Xia Weiguo took out a phone call from the drawer under the right side of the desk, hesitated for a moment and dialed it out.
After the phone was heard, Xia Weiguo exchanged a few gentle greetings with others, and then he mentioned Xu Minghui in a hidden way.
"Uncle Xia, I don't know this person named Xu Minghui. But thank you."
The phone hangs up.
Tianhai City Commercial Street is located in a skyscraper built two years ago, the Fortune Building with a height of 50 floors.
In the top office, in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, a majestic figure looked down at the brightly lit Tianhai City. Vertu's mobile phone was gently shaking in his hand, as if he was hesitating whether to call.
"Brother Dong, why aren't you leaving?"
A young man pushed the door open and entered. In the office, which was almost idle except for the desk and sofa seat. Dong Fu looked back and saw the handsome young man in the sun and said lightly: "Yeyu, I happened to look for you. Xu Minghui has something wrong. You can check it now and start from two aspects. The first is Xu Minghui himself, and the second is Xia Qingying. Director Xia’s news channel is his daughter. Before the market opens tomorrow morning, I must at least know who Xu Minghui is in."
Bai Yeyu's handsome face was replaced by serious smile. He frowned slightly and asked, "Xu Minghui, someone touched him before us? When checking his background, he had no enemies except debts."
Turning around and standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Dong Fu closed his eyes slightly and said slowly: "Population is useless, so go and check it. The plan must be carried out in advance. No matter what, you cannot be passive."
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