Chapter 110: One will succeed and ten thousand bones will die
Although Su Ping was unwilling to leave, Li Jianxiong had already made up his mind, and his face darkened. Su Ping then left and followed Li Jianxiong's instructions. This check was Li Jianxiong's entire current net worth, two million, for
All the private money from the comeback is now left to Su Ping, and she has nothing to worry about.
He also took out two bottles of wine from his wine cabinet, but Li Jianxiong would not jump off the building. He opened the drawer and took out an unlabeled bottle, opened it and poured out five pills, and swallowed it without thinking.
Then he went out carrying the bottle of wine.
We went directly upstairs. By this time, the security guard had opened the door, but they didn't dare to go over, for fear that Wang Ziwen would jump down immediately. When he was in a dilemma, Li Jianxiong came.
"You all go down, I'll go and persuade him," Li Jianxiong said calmly. The security guards recognized Li Jianxiong as the bank's director and loan department manager, so they made way for Li Jianxiong to pass.
Li Jianxiong walked towards Wang Ziwen with a calm face. Wang Ziwen had already seen Li Jianxiong and smiled. Both of them knew it well. When they were about to arrive, Li Jianxiong took out the wine from his pocket.
"Old Wang, I'm here to give you a ride. I'll go down to find you soon." Li Jianxiong said with a smile. Wang Ziwen burst into laughter, and tears came down from his laughter.
"Okay, I'll be with you, Lao Li, so I won't be alone all the way." Wang Ziwen wiped his tears and said directly, took Wang Ziwen's wine, and threw down the nearly finished bottle of wine in his hand.
Li Jianxiong took out another bottle, opened it, touched it with Wang Ziwen, and took a big sip, "It's so good. I haven't had such a good drink in a long time. I remember I drank it with Zhensheng last time."
"Yes, if Zhensheng was still here, there would be so many things. If Guo Yongren, the little bastard, was so shrewd from the beginning, how could he be here today?" Wang Ziwen said with a wry smile. If Guo Zhensheng was still here, they would have done it honestly.
It's just dividends to shareholders, but they can't have these ambitions at all, or if Guo Yongren behaves as shrewdly from the beginning as he did in the end, they won't have any second thoughts.
"Zhensheng left, which also hurt us, and so did Yongren, but we helped him grow up, otherwise he wouldn't be so smart," Wang Ziwen said with a smile. There is nothing he can't say at this point.
"Although we said we drove away Yongren, we paid double for his shares. When we met Zhensheng underground, we hope he can forgive us." Li Jianxiong also said with a smile, and Wang Ziwen nodded.
The two of them were drinking and talking, and soon the two bottles of wine were finished. Wang Ziwen's head was already big, but he was still awake. "Brother, I'm leaving first." After saying that, he fell down directly. Li Jianxiong
There was no hindrance at all.
He touched his heart, and there were waves of stinging pain. "Didn't this person selling fake medicine say it doesn't hurt?" Li Jianxiong said to himself, leaning over the edge of the building and watching, Wang Ziwen...
By the time he was on the ground, there was blood all around him.
The security guards also came over, and many people gave a long sigh, "Come down, let's help deal with it." Li Jianxiong said, the security guards went down, and he was walking at the end. His face had changed shape and was very painful.
My chest really hurts.
When he walked to the door of the stairs, blood started to pour out of his mouth. There was a sense of relief in his eyes, and he slowly fell down. None of the security guards noticed that he had fallen, and they had already gone downstairs.
These two people were just microcosms. In the afternoon, the stock market opened as scheduled. Everyone rushed to the trading office and frantically sold their stocks at a discount of half. However, no one bought them, and the stock market continued.
Although the market has plummeted, the market continues to turn red, and the red is dazzling.
At three o'clock, the stock market was closed. Many people walked out numbly and lost their minds. In Kowloon, policeman Zhang Xu looked at the people above him and reported to the intercom, hoping that the headquarters could provide support and someone would jump off the building.
"Attention police officer PC945621, go up and rescue them all immediately. There is no one in the headquarters now. There are too many people jumping off the building. We can save every one of them." The voice coming from the intercom made Zhang Xu dumbfounded.
"What day is it today? So many people jumped off the building?" Zhang Xu underestimated and started walking to the elevator of the building. He pressed the button to go upstairs and waited for the arrival of the elevator.
There was a "bang", and then the car alarm sounded, and Zhang Xu walked out of the building. The person who had just been standing on the top of the building had jumped down and hit the car beside him, spitting blood out of his mouth.
Motionless.
"Police PC945621, a team of people have just returned. Hold on, the support staff will be here soon." A voice came from the intercom, and Zhang Xu smiled bitterly.
"Call the headquarters. No need for support. Just send an ambulance. People have already jumped off the building." Zhang Xu said bitterly. There was a period of silence on the intercom. What on earth could these people think about and insisted on jumping off the building?
On the second floor of the HSBC Building, in Guo Yongren's exclusive room, although there was a lot of fish and meat at noon, few people could eat it. Except for Guo Yongren, Hong Yuanchao and Wang Dajun, Song Shaohui and the others couldn't eat at all.
Guo Yongren wiped his mouth, glanced at Song Shaohui and the others, and turned to give Wang Dajun a look. Wang Dajun nodded, understanding what Guo Yongren meant, and pay close attention. Song Shaohui and the others were emotionally unstable now.
"You guys should have a good rest, I'm leaving first," Guo Yongren stood up and said. Song Shaohui and the others came to their senses and wanted to see Guo Yongren off, but Guo Yongren waved his hands and did not let them see him off, and went straight downstairs.
As soon as he got in the car, Guo Yongren said, "Yuan Chao, go directly home." Hong Yuanchao nodded and drove directly to his home, while Guo Yongren sat in the back with his eyes closed.
The reality is so cruel, even if you don't have yourself, the pace of history will not stop, what should happen will continue to happen, the stock market crash is inevitable, everything is caused by greed.
After a few days, jumping off a building is nothing new. It happens every day. No one can stop the stock market from plummeting. In the past two days, Guo Yongren did not go to HSBC at all. Instead, he practiced his calligraphy at home. Practicing calligraphy can help you relax.
It can nourish Qi.
After finishing writing, I looked at my watch. It was already past three o'clock. At this time, the stock market had closed, and the changes in the stock index had taken effect. I picked up the phone next to me and called directly to my own exclusive room at HSBC. "You
OK, who can I call?" It was Fang Zhan who answered the phone, Guo Yongren could tell.