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In the stock hall—

Nie Weidong looked at the value of the stock he bought, and fell sharply and was sweating profusely.

He knew that he would be suppressed by Long Jianfei and knew that he would lose, but he didn't expect that he would lose so badly.

Yes, it's so miserable, it's hard to turn things around.

His teeth were clenched, and his tight fists and nails were pinching into his flesh.

He wanted to howl, but his throat rolled and he couldn't make a sound.

He was not convinced, but he had to accept it.

The Chinese stock market in this era is still very primitive. As long as you have money, you can do whatever you want in the stock market, but few regulatory authorities interfere.

The development of a thing often starts with primitiveness and cruelty, and the same is true for the stock market.

Putting a hand on his shoulder, Nie Weidong turned around and saw Song Zhichao's bright eyes.

"Why, I'm very dissatisfied?" Song Zhichao asked him, his face very serious.

"We lost," said Nie Weidong.

"I haven't lost yet, isn't there still a tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow? August 1st?" Nie Weidong smiled bitterly, "What's the use of just one day?"

"A day is a day, you can turn over if you seize the opportunity."

"How can you turn around without capital?" Nie Weidong knew that the stock market here was about funds. If he had hundreds of millions or billions on hand, he could still rub Long Jianfei on the ground.

Song Zhichao smiled, in sharp contrast to the seriousness just now.

"We paid more than 10 million, and Long Jianfei took 100 million to suppress it, ten times! "The Art of War" also said that attacking it twice, and surrounding it ten times - but he forgot one sentence: trapped beasts will still fight, and it will be even more crazy."

Nie Weidong: “…”

Then Song Zhichao took out a note: "Give it to you two million, give it to me!"

Nie Weidong: “…”

I couldn't help but take it and looked at the two million copies.

After a long time, he raised his head: "Are you going to cheat someone again?"

Song Zhichao was unhappy and almost recycled the two million yuan note, "What does it mean to cheat people? They voluntarily. I think they took out less, only two million yuan, which is probably enough for you to hold on for ten minutes."

Nie Weidong: “…”

Look down on yourself so much?

Two million, I can support at least an hour.

But--

Facts prove that what Song Zhichao said was right.

When Nie Weidong invested the two million he had finally obtained and re-entered the stock market, Sister Xia immediately discovered it. Then Sister Xia revealed the news to Pang San intentionally or unintentionally. Pang San, who was eager to seek credit, immediately notified Long Jian Feilong Young Master.

...

Zhonghai, Jinhai Golf Course—

As one of the few high-end golf courses in China, it is really fashionable in an era when many people don’t know what “golf” is.

At this moment, Long Jianfei was having a banquet for a Hong Kong guest to play golf.

Long Jianfei actually doesn't catch a cold for Hong Kong people, but the Hong Kong person in front of him is very capable. He is not a "rich second generation" who just makes a fortune by relying on his parents, but a guy with talent.

With a "swoosh", the golf ball flew over a fruit forest, landed on the ground and rolled a few times, much closer to the hole.

Long Jianfei, wearing a golf jersey and casual outfit, pulled the golf cap with his hands to prevent his eyes from being hit by the hot sun. Then he put down the club and applauded: "Good ball! Mr. Li, your ball skills are really superb!"

The young man known as Mr. Li turned around and showed a face that almost all Hong Kong people knew - Mr. Li's second son, Li Zekai, known as the "Little Superman".

"Overall, I haven't played for a long time. I didn't expect that I would have a chance to play a game with Mr. Long when I came to China Overseas." Mr. Li handed the club to the person around him, took the white towel he handed over, and wiped his hands.

"Young Master Li is so talented!" Long Jianfei took out a cigar and handed it over.

Li Ershao took it.

"I know the purpose of your visit to China Overseas this time. You want to do telecommunications. Our Long family is in charge of all the agency rights of Nokia and Motorola. Does Mr. Li want to get a share of the pie?"

Li Ershao smiled, "China Overseas is so big, much larger than Hong Kong, and there is a wider market in the mainland. It is fake to say that I am not jealous of it - I just don't know if Mr. Long is interested in cooperation?"

Long Jianfei laughed: "Are you interested? No one yet."

Mr. Li didn't expect to be rejected directly like this, but he still had a smile on his face, "Is that so, why?"

"It's not that I'm boasting that our Long family is rich and powerful in China Overseas, so we don't need to rely on foreign capital at all. Besides, you are a telecommunications company, and we are a communication company, and there are still some differences."

Li Ershao smiled slightly: "It's a different way to go, it's almost the same."

Long Jianfei took the golf club, wiped the head of the club with a pink cloth, and smiled and said, "That's it, there is really no need to continue talking about these things now - it's better to play basketball." After all, the other party is the son of Hong Kong Tycoon Lee, and Long Jianfei wants to give it to the other party.

Li Ershao smiled. He didn't expect that this young master Long was so difficult to deal with - he was originally optimistic about the mainland communications market and wanted to find someone to cooperate here and develop business together, but he didn't expect to hit a nail.

Just as Long Jianfei raised the club and was about to swing, the phone rang.

The person next to him gave him a phone number.

Long Jianfei answered the phone and heard Nie Weidong invested 2 million yuan, and sneered: "Diet to the point of death, and he is still struggling to death! He will smash another ten million yuan to kill that guy!"

After saying that, hung up the phone.

"What's the matter?" Li Ershao couldn't help asking.

"Oh, nothing, it's just an ant who wants to challenge my authority."

"There are still people in China Sea who dare to go against you, Mr. Long, and it seems that they are really ignorant of life or death."

Long Jianfei enjoyed this kind of flattery and couldn't help but smile and said, "I didn't take it seriously either, but there was a Hong Kong person behind this guy who was helping him, so I can't underestimate him."

"Oh, Hong Kong people?" Li Ershao was stunned and couldn't help asking, "But I don't know who that Hong Kong person is and what's his name?"

Only then did Mr. Long remember that the man in front of him was also from Hong Kong, and might know the guy named Song, and immediately said, "He was named Song Zhichao. He heard that he was engaged in entertainment in Hong Kong - do you know Mr. Li?"

Song Zhichao?

Li Ershao was shocked.

But immediately hid this surprise.

He smiled and said, "Oh, it's him, a little person in Hong Kong, like an ant - Mr. Long, just step on him to death."

Long Jianfei was a little worried at first, but when he heard Mr. Li say this, he immediately laughed: "So that's it! Then I'm not polite - Song Zhichao, hehe, I'll make you prouder and crush you to death!"

Seeing Long Jianfei's smug look, Li Ershao not only sighed in his heart - he didn't know who crushed whom.

However, it seems that my chance has come.

Song Zhichao, I hope you are more powerful!
Chapter completed!