Xu Bodao: "Father should have listened to me a long time ago and cooperated with the demons. The Xu family's wealth will increase exponentially. A horse will not grow fat without night grass, and a person will not get rich without a windfall. He is afraid of wolves in front and tigers in the back, and the results are endless."
A little guy like Zhang Jun can take advantage of us."
When the father and son were discussing how to deal with Zhang Jun, the latter was sitting in Lin Zhenbang's living room. Lin Zhenbang, Lin Hui and Lin Xian were also there, and the four of them sat together drinking tea and chatting.
At this time, Lin Zhenbang had a very kind attitude towards Zhang Jun and treated him completely as a prospective grandson-in-law.
"Zhang Jun, people say wealth is not revealed, your performance today is too eye-catching." Although Lin Zhenbang didn't know about the Spiritual Platform, he felt that there was something fishy about it, so he spoke out to wake it up.
Zhang Jun said: "The old man taught you a lesson, I will be careful in the future."
Lin Zhenbang was very satisfied. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it. He even began to imagine what benefits Zhang Jun could bring to the Lin family.
Lin Hui said: "Zhang Jun, it will be a public sale in a while, are you ready?"
Zhang Jun nodded: "Uncle Lin, don't worry, I have my own way."
"The Xu family's background is not very clean and they have contacts with many people in the underground world. You should pay attention to your personal safety." Lin Hui reminded again, "Especially before the public sale."
Zhang Jun sneered: "If the Xu family doesn't want to be destroyed, it's best not to do anything that makes me angry."
These words made Lin Zhenbang and Lin Hui's hearts skip a beat, secretly thinking that this kid is so murderous.
After the Lin family's birthday party, Zhang Jun stayed at the Lin family that night.
At night, Lin Tu, Lin Ye and others gathered at Lin Chi's home. They were talking about what happened at today's birthday banquet, and they were in a bad mood.
"Damn it! I don't know how this kid managed to outperform Xu Bo. If we let him into the Lin family, will we still have a good life?" Lin Ye said bitterly.
"Yes, we found someone to plot against him. But something happened on Yunjiu's side. All his brothers were injured. I don't know if it was him. If so, we will be in danger." Lin
Tu said with a worried look.
"Damn it! Just kill him!" A man with a fierce temper suggested.
At this moment, a black shadow suddenly rushed into the crowd, and disappeared before everyone present could see clearly. Several people present felt numbness in their lower backs, as if they had been hit by a weak electric current.
The black shadow disappeared, and several people looked at each other, as if they had encountered a ghost, and dispersed soon after.
After returning, everyone started to have a high fever, and injections and medicines didn't work. Later, doctors found out after examination that these people's kidneys had experienced necrosis for unknown reasons, and they had begun to show symptoms of uremia.
Lin Ye and others were shocked and sad, and they began to seek medical treatment. Later, none of these people lived past the age of forty.
The shooter was not a ghost, but Zhang Jun. He secretly wounded several people in Lin Ye in order to avenge that one arrow. You know, these people asked Yun Jiu to kill him, and he didn't kill them directly.
People are already kind.
After An Jin injured several people, Zhang Jun returned to his residence and turned on his computer to surf the Internet like no one else. God's Hand sent a text message: The task had been completed as required.
Zhang Jun was very curious about this hand of God, so he replied with a text message: My friend, it seems that you are a genius in stock market operations. I admire you very much.
"Then you can cooperate with me more in the future." The other party replied.
While chatting, Zhang Jun opened the search function of the God Platform out of curiosity to see if the Hand of God had also released a mission. After searching, he found a mission.
This is a medical mission, indicating that Hand of God suffers from severe schizophrenia. He is a person with three personalities. These three personalities are currently Hand of God, a murderer, and a policeman.
Three completely unrelated personalities made the Hand of God so painful that he killed his wife and sent his subordinates to prison. This pain made him almost commit suicide.
Originally, this disease could be suppressed through medicine. But he is the hand of God. Once he takes medicine, he will lose his lightning speed of thinking and God-like trading methods, which he cannot accept.
In desperation, Hand of God decided to publish information on the god platform, hoping that someone could save him.
The reward given by the Hand of God is huge, it is actually 10,000 contribution points! If 10,000 contribution points had to be converted into US dollars, it would be a huge wealth of 10 to 20 billion US dollars!
Zhang Jun felt itchy in his heart, and he thought about whether the golden light of his Buddha's eyes could cure this kind of triple schizophrenia? If so, how should it be cured?
After thinking for a long time, he sent a text message to Hand of God: "If I said I might be able to cure your disease, would you believe it?"
The other party probably thought for a while before replying: "Letter."
"Since you believe in me, then help me find an identity as a god platform, and I will accept your mission in that identity." Zhang Jun said.
"Oh, friend, since you already have an account, why do you need a new one? You have to know that the process of joining the membership is very complicated and has to go through multiple reviews. I'm afraid I can't help you. The most I can do is make recommendations to you.
Just people."
Zhang Jun didn't expect it to be so difficult to become a member of a spiritual organization. He thought about it and replied: "In that case, forget it."
Hand of God: "No! If you can really cure my disease, we can trade privately."
Zhang Jun's heart moved: "Oh? That's 10,000 contribution points. Are you going to convert them all into cash and give them to me?"
Hand of God: "I am a trader, and the name Hand of God best describes my ability. According to our previous transaction ratio, with a contribution of 10,000, I count you 20 billion U.S. dollars. Of these 20 billion U.S. dollars, you
You can withdraw it, or you can temporarily store it with me, and I will manage it for you. If this money is in my hands, it will increase in value by at least ten percent every year."
Zhang Jun's heart skipped a beat, that's 20 billion US dollars!
Although he also has a leading account in his hand, it belongs to someone else after all. Although he can use it now, he must not use it unscrupulously. After all, it is someone else's life's hard work.
But this 20 billion US dollars is different. If the treatment is successful, this will completely belong to his wealth.
Zhang Jun was shocked and did not reply. God's Hand sent another message: "Not only that, you will also become my God's Hand's friend. To be honest, the President of the United States once wanted to be my friend, but it's a pity that he is not qualified."
Zhang Jun couldn't help but ask: "The President of the United States should be the most powerful person in the world, but you actually said that he is not qualified to be your friend?"
The other party: "My friend, you are so naive! The President of the United States is just the spokesperson of the interests of major financial groups. In business terms, he is just a manager. What qualifications does a manager have to be friends with me, the Hand of God?"
Zhang Jun: "I would like to ask, as the Hand of God, has your wealth reached 100 billion US dollars?"
After asking, he felt that the question was quite incompetent. Fortunately, God's Hand did not take it seriously, but said: "Friend, you are very cute, and I will be very happy to be friends with you. Okay, let's start to answer you.
The problem."
"If you ask me how much wealth I have, I really don't know. The cash in my hands has never exceeded one billion U.S. dollars. Sometimes, I only have a few million U.S. dollars left in my hands. All my wealth is invested
the stock market.”
"The combined market value of these stocks is approximately US$600 billion."
Zhang Jun was shocked, six hundred billion US dollars!
"Okay friend, I have answered your question. Should you tell me now whether you accept my proposal?" Hand of God asked.
"Friend, of course I am willing. If I cure your schizophrenia, I will temporarily store 20 billion US dollars with you." Zhang Jun replied.
"Okay! I will go to China to meet with you next week, and we will discuss the specific matters then." Hand of God said, "If you are willing."
"Okay." Zhang Jun had no objection.
After closing the notebook, Zhang Jun couldn't calm down for a long time. He randomly found a "hand of God" on the God's Platform, and it turned out to be a financial giant with 600 billion. This shocked him so much.
At this time, Lin Xian came over with a cup of coffee and said softly: "Brother, why don't you rest?"
Zhang Jun nodded and said: "Sister Xian, our Tianxing Investment Company must be established as soon as possible. We will go back to Donghai tomorrow to finish this matter first."
Seeing the irritated look on his face, Lin Xian chuckled and said: "Fool, is there any difference if it's one day earlier or one day later? I can't leave tomorrow because grandpa told me privately that the Lin family wants your help with some things."
Zhang Jun's heart moved: "What did your grandfather ask me to do?"
Lin Xian said: "Yundong Province is a developed province in the east with a prosperous economy, but it is also complicated. Some people are kings and hegemons in the underground world of Yundong. One of them is He Wujuan, who is cunning and cunning, and has no moral bottom line in doing things.
There are people above me who act as a protective umbrella, so I have grown up in recent years and gradually become one of the top five people in Yundong."
"He Wujuan is from the underground world. What does it have to do with your Lin family?" Zhang Jun asked strangely.
Lin Xian smiled bitterly: "He Wuduan saw that the jewelry business was very profitable, so he opened several jewelry stores on his own territory, which made him a lot of money in five or six years."
"You know, our Lin family has the ability to process jewelry, and has six subordinate factories. So 80% of the jewelry sold by He Arbitrator comes to the Lin family's jewelry processing enterprise."
Zhang Jun understood immediately and said: "Is it so arbitrary that you only take the goods but don't pay?"
Lin Xian smiled bitterly: "In the past few years, the total amount of goods he owes on credit has exceeded one billion yuan, and that's only the cost price."
Zhang Jun touched his chin and asked, "Let me think about this matter carefully and I will give your grandfather an answer tomorrow."
Lin Xian said: "Brother, if you can help, please help. If you can't, don't make things difficult. After all, the Lin family themselves are helpless."
Zhang Jun smiled "haha": "My wife is still considerate." As he said that, he stretched out his hand to pull Lin Xian into his arms, grabbed her breasts with both hands and started to play with them.
Lin Xian shrank her delicate body and hummed slightly, but did not resist. Her body had already been given to Zhang Jun, so there was no need to make a fuss about it.
After Zhang Jun touched it for a few times, he felt the dick under his crotch lift up his head, and he felt a little emotional, so he put his hand into Lin Xian's vagina.
Lin Xian was extremely shy and said: "Good brother, it's not convenient here."
Zhang Jun smiled "hehe": "What's the inconvenience? There's no one within a hundred meters nearby." After saying that, he had already untied Lin Xian's bra, and the pair of huge jade breasts jumped out and swayed.
, the arc is beautiful.
Just as the room was filled with spring sunshine, Zhang Jun's cell phone rang.