Dashuaishai took the children in the mountains away.
Xiaohe Village has returned to its former tranquility.
Zhao Song and Xizi were sitting on the curb, and Xiao Yu was sitting in front of them. In the middle of the three of them was the place where they first met - the place where Xiao Yu fell.
Then, a series of numbers came out of Zhao Song's mouth.
Xizi asked "What is this?"
"Things prepared for Xiaoyu."
Xiaoyu raised her head and remained silent, while Xizi asked her doubts, "I'll give it to you if you want. Why are you being so mysterious?"
"To prevent accidents."
"What accident?"
"It's just an accident," Zhao Song said. "As long as there is an accident, Xiaoyu will go abroad immediately. The location of these numbers is abroad."
"..."
Xizi suddenly understood what Zhao Song meant and said sadly, "If there is an accident, will such a big business be abandoned?"
Zhao Song smiled, "Do you want it? I'll give it to you when the time comes."
Xizi shook his head, "I'm afraid that my life will be taken, but my life will be spent."
"So do you think my two big families, or Xiao Yu, will have a life flower?"
Xizi shook his head again.
"So if anything happens, Xiaoyu must go abroad.
Whenever something happens, if you are in the capital, you will go to Pingchang first; if you are in Shanghai, you will go to Zhangjiang. After you arrive, someone will naturally arrange the follow-up route! "
Xizi said sadly, "If it really comes to that point, what will happen if we go out."
"Of course I want to have a good time..."
"Is it money?"
Xiaoyu interrupted Zhao Song.
"It's a way to make money." Zhao Song nodded and said.
Hearing this, Xiao Yu smiled, and that cold smile made the two elders shiver.
"That's good." Xiao Yu's smile did not diminish, "If there is an accident, it will be done by bad people."
"That's right."
"Would bad guys go abroad?"
Zhao Song narrowed his eyes, "The bad guy will go out one day. Even if he doesn't go out for a while, his relatives, friends, and partners will go out."
"Understood."
Xiaoyu lowered her head to tease the dog, as if the conversation just now had not happened.
"Alas~"
Xizi sighed, "I don't think reality is that dark."
"Well, you're right."
The brother and sister nodded in agreement.
"However, precautions still need to be taken."
"Well, you're right."
…………
June 2, 2003, Shanghai, a retail trading hall.
At this time, there was still some time before the market opened, but a well-dressed couple walked into the hall.
The old lady pulled the old man and made some dancing gestures.
The old man smiled and patted the old lady lovingly, "I don't trade in stocks. I don't trade in stocks. I finally came to the mainland and can't see the little richest man. I have to see his methods for myself."
He is a veteran stock investor in the Bay Area. After traveling around the world with his wife for two years, he finally came to the mainland.
After listening to Lao Yuan's words, the old lady felt relieved and began to look curiously at the mainland stock market environment.
Other than being a little dirty, there's no difference.
Lao Yuan took his wife's hand, came to an empty terminal, and operated it skillfully.
"No!"
"No trace."
"this……"
Lao Yuan retracted his hand in shock.
The old lady looked at him doubtfully.
"fine."
Lao Yuan smiled and took her hand and left without hesitation.
Before coming to the mainland, he analyzed from clues that Tesla had quietly transferred a lot of hot money in the international market.
Where did the money go?
Lao Yuan is sure that the money is in the mainland.
But why is there still no trace of it even though the national team has entered the stadium in a big way?
Thinking of the news that someone had seen Liao Yingzhu in the mainland, Lao Yuan couldn't help but quicken his pace.
"Who is this?"
"How could there be such a person?"
The little richest man is using the strongest shield (money) and the sharpest spear (Liao Yingzhu) in his hands to escort the country's actions to recover losses, and build an iron wall outside the stock market!
"Only a fool would play on their home court!"
Lao Yuan smiled bitterly with fear, that Liao Yingzhu was a madwoman who used the threat of bullets as a call to arms~
…………
"Uncle Xing, I would like to remind you that the current A-share market is not that fun."
Rongcheng, a club.
It was another routine meeting between the two parties.
Xing Sheng listened to the warning of an ugly girl with a gloomy face.
"Don't worry, all our funds have been spent on Top, and we don't have time for other fancy things."
"That's good," Liao Yingzhu nodded with satisfaction and raised the wine in his hand, "Then I wish you all the best."
"Thank you, it's going very well," Xingsheng squinted his eyes, "I have a question. I wonder if Ms. Liao can help me answer it?"
"You asked."
Liao Yingzhu replied nonchalantly.
"How much money does Zhao Song have left? Can he take on an order as big as Top's?"
"Tesla already has..."
"I'm asking about the funds that Zhao Song can use privately!" Xingsheng interrupted Liao Yingzhu's words, his eyes narrowed and became smaller, and his voice became darker and darker, "As we all know, Tesla and Shenzhou's funds are not what he said he can use.
Used."
"Not much left," Liao Yingzhu tilted her head and looked at Xing Sheng, trying hard to find her eyes under her eyelids, "Isn't this what you want? We don't have enough money, we can find other ways to trade."
"Too."
Xingsheng stood up with a smile on his face. He finally knew that this ugly girl had gained such a great reputation abroad. He had been in the shopping mall for more than 20 years. This was the first time he spent time with a girl, and he felt uncomfortable all over.
"Yes, this crazy woman."
He cursed secretly.
"The issue of Top shares is in the final stages. I believe we will get to the point soon, so I wish us a smooth transaction."
Liao Yingzhu didn't answer. She raised her glass with a smile and drank it down in one gulp.
"Remind Uncle Xing again, don't enter the stock market randomly~ Otherwise, even if you and the boss have a master-apprentice relationship, it will be ugly when the time comes."
"Huh, thanks for reminding me."
We met and parted on bad terms again.
After Xing Sheng's back disappeared, Liao Yingzhu withdrew his gaze and stared at the wine glass, his face becoming more and more solemn.
"The boss personally ended his career?"
"Yes, Miss Liao."
A blonde bodyguard appeared behind her.
"If there is an emergency, are the evacuation routes to foreign countries ready?"
"Director Song has made arrangements," the bodyguard handed Liao Yingzhu a document, "This is the business information of several people we suspect abroad."
"very good."
Liao Yingzhu took the information with satisfaction and read it carefully.
"You'd better not play any tricks outside the market, otherwise, I will make you bankrupt abroad!"
…………
Unfortunately, Liao Yingzhu would not have thought, nor would anyone else, that the 'Hanxin' incident, which had no impact on the world, would lead to Zhao Song personally playing the game.
That has changed the game...
If you make a mistake, you will eventually have to pay the price.
No matter who it is!
…
The sunshine in June is bright, especially walking on the beautiful Jiangnan National Highway, which makes people feel comfortable.
In June, when he was in a good mood, even if the car arranged by Director Zhao broke down, it would not affect Zhao Song's good mood.
In June in the south of the Yangtze River, there are beautiful scenery everywhere.
Smoke and rain, an umbrella, a patch of rain, a bridge, a stretch of road, and a song are all Jiangnan in my heart.
On a minibus that shuttled between the countryside, Zhao Song took out a black tpod, put on the headphones Wesonic customized for him, and closed his eyes in intoxication.
p3 is playing "oonglo" by Bandari.
"I miss you so much~"
Zhao Song sighed with satisfaction. It seems that "Obi Island" hasn't been released yet, right? I miss the Fragrance Continent so much, the pink and white novice clothes and the flaxen long hair with bangs...
"Bang bang~"
Suddenly, someone knocked on the seat rudely.
Zhao Song opened his eyes, and a ticket came into view.
Then a rude voice said, "This is my seat."
After looking at the seat number, and then carefully looking at the ticket content, Zhao Song stood up with a smile on his face as he pressed the invisible man button to get up.
"Okay, you sit down, you sit down."
"Humph, I guess you know the truth." The rude man was satisfied.
…
10 minutes later.
"Hahahaha~"
Under the strange gazes of everyone in the car, Zhao Song pointed at the rude man and smiled crazily.
"Shabi, you are sitting on your back."
The conductor squeezed over and asked hurriedly, "What's wrong? What's wrong? No fighting allowed."
"This Shabi is sitting backwards."
The rude man glanced at Zhao Song disdainfully and handed the ticket stub to the conductor.
"..."
"Where's Nong's ticket?"
Looking at the kind-faced Zhao Song, the salesperson remained polite and sensible.
The invisible man quickly took out two tickets and handed them to the conductor.
"..."
The conductor held back his laughter and said to Zhao Song: