Tan Xiaotian's eyes turned to the computer screen on her desk, which seemed to be a document.

"Thank you for your hard work, you still have to work overtime so late."

Tan Xiaotian nodded slightly, "Go back early to rest, there is no end to work."

After saying this, he turned around and left the fund company, and never looked back.

Guan Mei felt a warm current rushing out of her heart and rippling all over her body.

The boss actually cared about me so much. Is he interested in me?

But why didn't he look back at me?

For a moment, Guan Mei felt confused.

She began to regret it a little.

If I didn't agree so easily to care about water, would something happen in the peace talks?

Gradually, Guan Xinshui's fairly elegant face became abominable, but Tan Xiaotian's figure became clearer and clearer.

*****Since the teacher decided to take Han Xiaodong and kill the chicken to show the monkey, Gong Xinyu began a comprehensive investigation of Han Xiaodong.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t check it. Gong Xinyu then discovered that Han Xiaodong was actually from Shancheng and a fellow villager with his teacher.

He told Tan Xiaotian the news, and Tan Xiaotian did not respond at all, "What's wrong with the fellow villager?"

There are more than 2 million people in the mountain city!"

Since the teacher's attitude was so firm, Gong Xinyu used all his skills.

Long before these people moved into the villa, Gong Xinyu had arranged many pinhole cameras inside.

During the call time every night, Gong Xinyu's mobile phone was also fully monitored.

Even Qiao Hui, who lives in the same room as Gong Xinyu, became his informant, monitoring Han Xiaodong in all directions without blind spots.

But Han Xiaodong knew nothing about this, and he still maintained his own rhythm every day. When others watched the market, he continued to learn and completed the temporary task assigned to him by caring for water.

Every night at 6 o'clock, he would make a short phone call with his parents in the mountain city to report his safety, and then read a book or hold his laptop to review. Life was boring and terrible.

After observing for three days, Gong Xinyu was about to be brought out of depression by this kid.

Is there really anyone in this world who doesn’t like to play?

I am afraid that monks will feel inferior to this rhythm of life.

You should know that the benefits Tan Xiaotian created for these people were quite generous. There were billiards tables, table tennis tables, and various fitness facilities in the racecourse in the basement of the villa for a designated time period and they could enjoy it. They could also take a hot spring bath, but Han Xiaodong was not interested in all of these.

He had little entertainment except for the walk after supper.

When others play billiards, he is reading books, when others take a hot spring bath, he is reviewing, and when others drink to relieve stress, he finishes his meal early to study.

Gong Xinyu was amazed that this was simply a working machine, a machine without emotions.

Even though he was amazed, Gong Xinyu, who had gained nothing, began to worry.

The task assigned by the teacher must be completed! But Han Xiaodong's whole body was in a state of storm and could not find any clues.

You can't just drive him without any evidence! After dinner, Gong Xinyu found a reason and asked the waiter to call Qiao Hui, who was in the same room as Han Xiaodong.

"Have you noticed nothing today?"

Qiao Hui had a bitter face, "Director Gong, I'm more anxious than you! But I asked in secretly that the entire fund company didn't find anyone with this kid. He was just a dull man and didn't talk much to anyone. I tried to talk to him for a few words and confusing words to him in the evening, but I said three words. This kid replied at most one word, either yes, or yes, he and I were going to suffocate to death."

In the end, Gong Xinyu had to comfort Qiao Hui, "Don't be discouraged. The more he does this, the better his psychological quality is. We can only be more patient with such a person. I don't believe that he will not show his strength."

Qiao Hui was very depressed.

"Okay, go back! Don't arouse others' suspicion after you've been out for a long time."

Gong Xinyu is talking about not only Han Xiaodong, but also other fund managers including Guanshui.

Only Zhang Xuehai knows that Qiao Hui has become his informant.

Qiao Hui returned to the villa depressedly. As soon as he entered the gate, he heard a ping-pong sound coming from the basement. Needless to ask, it must be the group of people playing below! Qiao Hui walked down the stairs, and sure enough, it was very lively below. A group of people played billiards and a group of people played ping-pong, but Han Xiaodong was not seen.

"Old Qiao, come down and play."

Qiao Hui waved his hand, "No more fight, you guys play, I'll take a break and go to bed."

He staggered back to the first floor and did not return to his room, but turned into the office.

In the office, Han Xiaodong was the only one. He leaned on the back of the chair, staring at the computer screen and was stunned, frowned, as if he was troubled by something.

"Xiao Han, what's wrong with you?"

Qiao Hui asked.

Han Xiaodong looked up at Qiao Hui and hurriedly got up, "Brother Qiao, why are you here?"

"It's okay, I'll take a look at you casually. It seems..." Qiao Hui pondered the words, "I have something to worry about."

"It's not a matter of thought."

When Han Xiaodong saw Qiao Hui, hesitated for a moment. He asked Qiao Hui to sit down and asked seriously: "Brother Qiao, you are an experienced trader. I have a question to ask you."

Qiao Hui was secretly happy. Could it be that this kid's fox tail was finally revealed?

He said openly: "Xiao Han, everyone is a colleague. Don't say anything you ask for advice or not. Just say anything whenever you have any."

"Brother Qiao, I noticed that the liquidity shortage of major banks this year has directly led to a sharp increase in interbank lending rates.

Logically speaking, in the face of the embarrassing situation in the capital market, the central bank should take certain measures, but as of now, the central bank has not taken any action to rescue the market."

Qiao Hui opened his mouth wide. He didn't expect Han Xiaodong to ask such a professional question, which was completely different from what he wanted to hear. "Xiao Han, there will be liquidity shortage in June and December every year, because there is nothing strange about it."

Han Xiaodong shook his head stubbornly, "Brother Qiao, the situation this year is different from previous years. The central bank has taken action long ago in previous years. I don't know why there has been no movement yet."

Qiao Hui was a little impatient, "Xiao Han, what do you want to say?"

Han Xiaodong paused word by word: "Brother Qiao, the capital market can prosper because of liquidity. In view of the current situation, I have a premonition that the stock market will fall sharply."

"Is this your own judgment or Mr. Guan's point of view?"

Qiao Hui was not sure about his idea.

"I made a judgment by myself. Before I could report to Mr. Guan, I want to listen to your opinion first, Brother Qiao."

Han Xiaodong's firm attitude touched Qiao Hui. He thought about it carefully, "A big drop is not necessarily the case, but a small drop in the short term should be inevitable."

Han Xiaodong closed his eyes, regardless of Qiao Hui was still by his side, as if he had entered a state of meditation. He was seriously thinking about Qiao Hui's words.

Seeing him like this, Qiao Hui was helpless and had to quietly withdraw from the office.

Even he had doubts. What kind of deviant things could Han Xiaodong like this monk do?
Chapter completed!