Yang Baiya opened the newspaper, and inside it was news about He Zhanbo, but the time was three years ago. At that time, He Zhanbo had made a name for himself in the Hong Kong stock market, and it was a time of great success.

"How come it was three years ago and there are no recent news reports?"

Yang Baiya asked with some confusion.

"No, I asked my friends in Xiangjiang to inquire and they said that He Zhanbo had left the financial circle in Xiangjiang a long time ago and seemed to be working with a private boss to help him manage his finances. To be honest, I can help you get his old mobile phone number.

I spent a lot of effort.”

Susanna had just arrived and had no access to higher-level circles, so this was all she could find out.

"Obviously he has a bright future, but he actually goes to manage money for a private boss. What does he think?"

Yang Baiya said in a regretful and incomprehensible tone.

In the photo in the newspaper, He Zhanbo is holding the trophy in his hand and smiling brightly. This is the award ceremony for the best trader of the year in Xiangjiang.

"Baya, why did you ask for news about him as soon as you came back?"

Susanna asked curiously.

"My mother passed away in the second year after I went abroad. I was defending my thesis at the time. I couldn't attend my mother's funeral because I was too busy. I heard that he paid for my mother's funeral, so I wanted to say thank you to him in person.

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Yang Baiya was silent for a moment and said in a complicated tone.

"He is very affectionate towards you."

Susanna sighed with emotion.

"It's true that I feel sorry for him. It's just that he was too poor at the beginning, so I couldn't choose him."

Yang Baiya sighed.

"Fortunately, haven't you contacted me now? Are you planning to renew our relationship?"

Susanna said in a joking tone.

"I don't know. If he had chosen to stay in Hong Kong's financial sector to develop, maybe we would still have a chance, but he just didn't cherish his future. You know me. I can't accept a man who can't keep up with me."

Yang Baiya answered in a complicated tone.

"Don't think too much, maybe they are doing well now."

Susanna comforted her.

"I hope, no matter how fast the Shenzhen market develops, it will not be as good as Xiangjiang."

Yang Baiya shook her head, put away her thoughts, leaned on the back of the car seat and closed her eyes to rest.

In the afternoon, after Jiang Hua met Zhao Kanghe, he opened his laptop and connected via video with He Zhanbo.

"Old He, let me introduce you, this is Mr. Zhao."

Jiang Hua introduced Zhao Kanghe who was sitting next to him.

"This is good. You can actually talk face to face with people thousands of miles away. This is a very amazing invention."

Zhao Kanghe looked impressed.

He had known Jiang Hua for a long time, but the young man beside him always kept surprising him.

"Hello, Mr. Zhao!"

He Zhanbo greeted him respectfully.

"Old He, I don't know much about the stock market. Please report your risk prediction to Mr. Zhao."

Jiang Hua said carelessly.

He came over to see Zhao Kanghe in the afternoon to learn about the progress of the roundup of Yao Poidi's gang. He accidentally mentioned the stock market and the changes in the coal sector. He couldn't tell what the specific situation was, so he simply let He Zhanbo do the talking.

He Zhanbo looked at Jiang Hua speechlessly. This man who created several legends in the stock market always claimed that he did not understand the stock market every time he chatted with him. He felt that this kind of overly modest behavior was obviously pretentious.

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However, due to Jiang Hua's influence, he now doesn't like to be in the limelight, so he has disappeared from the media in the past few years.

I am speechless, but the report that needs to be done is still necessary.

After listening to He Zhanbo's report, Zhao Kanghe frowned and thought for a moment, and said, "If we estimate based on the worst-case scenario, what impact will their behavior have?"

"If it's just about making money in the stock market, it will only affect stock investors, but I'm afraid they are not that ambitious and intend to control the price of coal in the market."

He Zhanbo expressed his concerns.

"That's absolutely not possible. The coal market is now at a critical stage of regulation, and I will never allow any behavior that undermines regulation."

Zhao Kanghe slammed the table angrily and said.

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhao, I will not allow others to pick peaches from the trees I planted."

Jiang Hua patted his chest in assurance.

"What are you talking about? You did deserve credit for reporting the Yao family, but you can't classify this behavior as fighting for territory and profit. You are also a successful entrepreneur now. Don't always talk about Jianghu routines.

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Zhao Kanghe frowned and criticized.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Zhao is right in his criticism. It is indeed because my ideological consciousness is low."

Jiang Hua accepted the criticism with his mouth, as if he bowed his head to admit his mistake, but with one hand, he was very dishonest and put the special cigarettes that Zhao Kanghe had just thrown on the table into his pocket.

"Gungungun, I can't even get a few packs of cigarettes in a month. Your kid took them all away. I get angry when I see you."

Zhao Kanghe blew his beard angrily and stared.

"Yes, I'll get out now, but old man, the health doctor said you can't smoke. I'm taking the initiative to share your worries for the sake of your health."

After Jiang Hua finished speaking, before Zhao Kanghe could get angry, he ran away with his laptop in his arms.

After a while, He Zhanbo called and asked what he should do next.

"You need to get to the bottom first to see who is behind the scenes, and smooth out the relationship first, and then we can consider the next plan."

Jiang Hua said while sitting in the car.

"Yes, I'll start doing it right away."

He Zhanbo expressed his understanding.

In the evening, He Zhanbo drove Ningjia's Volkswagen to a Western restaurant for an appointment.

He usually drives an imported Bentley, but the license plate number of that car is somewhat special, making it easy to find his current company, while Ning Jia's car is much more low-key.

Yang Baiya waited in advance at the Western restaurant and saw He Zhanbo getting out of a car worth more than 200,000 yuan. Disappointment flashed in his eyes.

Over the years she has been abroad, she has met many men, but she will never meet one like He Zhanbo, who silently guards her and silently likes her.

It's a pity that as a rational woman, when faced with feelings and career, she will always choose career, even if she chooses a spouse.

"Old classmate, long time no see."

After He Zhanbo came in, Yang Baiya stood up, walked over and hugged him gently.

"Long time no see, you are still so beautiful."

He Zhanbo's eyes were filled with sadness.

The two of them looked at each other, and the one who was close to Zhu was red. He Zhanbo followed Jiang Hua and also received a lot of influence. He learned to be slovenly, with a sloppy beard, and casually matched jeans. In Yang Baiya's eyes, he was undoubtedly another

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"As for my mother, I want to say thank you. Thank you for accompanying her on her last journey."

Yang Baiya pulled He Zhanbo to sit down.

"It's okay to raise your hand, and besides, auntie is pretty good to me."

He Zhanbo smiled and said nonchalantly.

"I heard that you came to Shenzhen City to develop. Where do you want to work now?"

Yang Baiya looked at He Zhanbo and asked.

"What else can I do? I'm still working as a trader, but I no longer work for an institution. Now I work for a private boss."
Chapter completed!