Four hundred and fiftieth IX more money than anyone else
Yang Chen ran into trouble again and again, and listened to Ye Fengyi break up for her daughter over and over again, which must have made her feel uncomfortable. With flesh and blood and emotions, it is inevitable that this will happen.
However, this animal has a strong heart and is not discouraged or angry. These are the signs of a young man who has fallen into disgrace after being frustrated. He does not belong to a man like him.
Where are the roots?
After Yang Chen hit a wall, he began to think about this problem and tried every possible means to find the answer. Finally, he learned that the explosion of the gas tank truck had disfigured Nalan Tongtong.
This... seems to be the trigger for Xiao Nizi to break up with him.
Suddenly enlightened, he couldn't help but feel sorry for Xiao Nizi, and decided to find a chance to talk to her, but Xiao Nizi didn't give him a chance, and no matter what he said, it was useless.
Ye Fengyi actually didn't want to embarrass Yang Chen. She didn't want her daughter and Yang Chen to suffer, but her daughter was forcing her to die. What could a mother do?
You can only do what your daughter says.
The temperature in London is slightly lower than that in Beijing, with a drizzle of rain mixed with a damp chill. The thinly dressed Yang Chen held up an umbrella without realizing it and came to the hospital to try his luck again. Almost all the doctors and nurses in the hospital knew him. Some of the female nurses and doctors
Even take the initiative to nod or smile at him.
He responded politely, but with an expressionless face. He came outside ward 409 and knocked lightly on the door, but no one responded. He knocked a little harder, but still no one responded. He wondered whether he should force his way in. He had taken care of Nalan Tongtong.
The nurse happened to pass by and said quickly: "Sir, stop knocking. The girl who lives here left with her mother this morning."
"Gone?" Yang Chen was stunned, and his expectation turned into sadness and loss.
"I did leave. I left you a letter and asked me to deliver it to you. Please wait a moment and I'll be back as soon as I can." After finishing speaking, the blonde female nurse left in a hurry.
Yang Chen closed his eyes, shook his head and sighed, fumbled in his trouser pocket, took out the cigarette case, kneaded it a few times, pulled out the cigarette and wanted to smoke it. The returning nurse pointed at the cigarette in his hand and smiled apologetically.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Yang Chen put the cigarette back into the cigarette case and put it into his trouser pocket. When he was extremely upset, he habitually wanted to smoke a cigarette. He took the envelope handed to him by the female nurse, said thank you, and quickly opened it.
It is indeed Xiao Nizi's handwritten letter, with only a few lines of words.
It expresses one meaning decisively: We are no longer suitable to be together, let’s just say goodbye!
Yang Chen held the letter with both hands and slowly sat on the bench against the wall in the corridor. He read it over and over again, with mixed feelings in his heart, especially the bad taste. He knew that Xiao Nizi had a special reason for insisting on breaking up, but he still couldn't hold back bursts of tears.
Feeling sad, he took a long breath to relieve the feeling of depression, put away the letter, and started to call Xiao Nizi. He sent long messages but got no response. He also called Ye Fengyi and couldn't get through either.
He frowned and thought for a moment, then stood up and walked out.
Afterwards, he searched the headquarters of Honghai Group, the Nalan family's manor in London, and everywhere Nalan Tongtong might appear, but couldn't find anyone.
Nalan Tongtong seemed to have disappeared from the world.
The light rain continued to fall.
As pedestrians hurried by the Thames River, Yang Chen, who did not hold an umbrella, let the raindrops fall on his body, wet his hair and cheeks, and gazed at the landmark building on the river, Tower Bridge, with his deep eyes.
"Tongtong, no matter what, I will find you, you will always be my woman." Yang Chen murmured to himself, the mist and rain could not hide the melancholy on his resolute and handsome face.
He stood like a sculpture in the rain. It was not until the rain passed in the evening that the sky cleared, and then he left with a cigarette in his mouth. His handsome face washed by the rain showed no depression, only the persistence and deepness of never giving up.
Hawaii.
It was not only Yang Chen who was feeling depressed, but also Tang Junsheng, the man behind the scenes, who initially crashed Honghai's stock price. As the saying goes, a good start is half the battle.
A good start.
But just when he was determined to win, countless buying orders suddenly appeared, which not only stopped the stock prices of Honghai's three listed companies from plummeting, but also caused the stock prices to rise steadily.
Hong Hai's skills are limited and he has no such strength. The informants inside Hong Hai have repeatedly confirmed to him that Hong Hai has run out of ammunition and food and has been forced to resign himself to his fate.
Who is this... Tang Junsheng guessed the opponent's background and at the same time, he had high morale and commanded his team to start a fight without gunpowder. You came and I fought, and the fight was very enjoyable.
Tang Junsheng's mood kept changing with the fight. He was first confident, then surprised, and now he is full of horror. The opponent's team is extremely sophisticated, and the most important thing is that there is so much money that it seems he can't spend it all.
After the tit-for-tat Tang Junsheng used up all his reserve chips, he had to buy stocks at a high price that the other party paid for, and then hit the market at a low price. He continued to operate in the opposite direction, and the two billion US dollars in dozens of trading accounts dropped sharply.
This is his hard work. His heart hurts like a knife, but he can't stop. This fight till now is not only a competition of financial resources and trading experience, but also a competition of will.
The gentleman was timid and retreated while seizing the advantage. There are countless similar examples.
Tang Junsheng, who dares to take risks, has repeatedly defeated powerful opponents with his firm willpower. However, this time he sensed something was wrong. The opponent seemed determined to fight to the end.
"Send someone to track their accounts and find them. I want to know who my opponent is!" Tang Junsheng put his hands on his hips and growled gloomily, a little frustrated.
The dozen or so men and women performing their respective duties looked solemn. One of them turned back to Tang Junsheng and said: "Boss, if we continue to spend like this, we won't be able to last three days with the funds on hand."
Tang Junsheng squinted his eyes, gritted his teeth, quickly turned around and walked out of the basement, and dialed a phone number, "Something went wrong, boss. Someone has intervened. I've almost lost all the two billion I have. The other party should have a lot of background. Should I continue or should I stop?"
, it’s up to you, boss, to decide.”
"How can you admit defeat so easily after spending so much money? Money is not a problem. Don't worry, just do what you have to do." The person on the other end of the phone was unhurried and not in any hurry.
Tang Junsheng nodded and said yes.
Thousands of miles away, in the quiet courtyard of the Hua Xia Club, one of the four major venues in the imperial capital, Zhang Lingfeng hung up the phone, wandered a few steps, and called the housekeeper.
This great butler is He Kun, Lord Kun, whom the demons and monsters in the capital strive to aspire to.
"Call Qin Wen from the SDIC Group and tell him that I have something to do with him." Zhang Lingfeng is aloof and the top leader of the SDIC Group, and he seems to be just a follower whom he calls around.
During dinner, Qin Wen, who was busy with everything, arrived as scheduled. As a dispensable member of the Zhang family, he did not dare to let the crown prince of the Zhang family go.
In the antique elegant room, the large round table was filled with exquisite dishes, but there were only two people, Zhang Lingfeng and Qin Wen. Zhang Lingfeng said straight to the point: "I want to do something, can you give me some money?"
"How much does Mr. Zhang need?" Qin Wen asked subconsciously.
"Five billion..." Zhang Lingfeng smiled faintly. Before Qin Wen could react, the Zhang family prince slowly added "dollars."
Five billion dollars.
Qin Wen was shocked. This was not borrowing money from him personally, but forcing him to misappropriate state assets!
