fringe artist

83 Chapter 82. Pulling Zhang Guorong's Tiger Skin

A small beef brisket restaurant located in a remote location in Central. The decoration is very old and does not look like a good restaurant.

It's just that the smell of beef in the air whets the appetite, especially when the noodles covered with large pieces of beef brisket are served, Chen Li'an feels that this is the best taste in the world.

Zhang Guorong greeted the boss with a smile, obviously a frequent visitor here.

Chen Li'an looked at the beef brisket powder in front of him, added a spoonful of hot sauce, stirred it, and couldn't help but ate it.

The three women are very gentle, pay attention to their image, eat very small mouthfuls, Zhang Guorong also looks slow, and chats with passers-by next to him.

Just when Chen Li'an finished eating a bowl of noodles and was about to order another bowl, Cheng Shufen suddenly appeared in the shop.

Zhang Guorong greeted quickly: "Shufen, come and sit down, why are you here so late."

Chen Li'an also put down his chopsticks and greeted Cheng Shufen: "Sister Shufen."

Cheng Shufen nodded to Chen Li'an, then greeted the girls, then sat down and said to Zhang Guorong: "There is a traffic jam on the road."

Soon the boss served two more bowls of noodles, each of Chen Li'an and Cheng Shufen.

A few people ate and chatted, and quickly changed the topic to mahjong. The princess, the others and Zhang Guorong were talking to each other to win all the other's money.

Chen Li'an didn't have any interest, so he didn't intervene. The main reason was that everyone's social values ​​were too different to intervene. Chen Li'an looked at Cheng Shufen, who was also not too cold, and asked, "Sister Shufen, do you know someone who manages money?"

Cheng Shufen took a sip of the powder and asked, "Do you want to invest and manage money?"

"Well, I have this idea. I don't know if Sister Shufen knows any professional people." Chen Li'an nodded and said.

Cheng Shufen looked at Chen Li'an and asked, "How much money do you have?"

Chen Li'an calculated the exchange rate of Hong Kong dollars and said, "About 40 Hong Kong dollars."

"It's not a small amount, I'll recommend a manager for you." Cheng Shufen said and reminded: "However, you should be more cautious in investing, and be careful of losing money."

"Well, I know, please trouble Miss Shufen." Chen Li'an said with a smile.

If the 40 Hong Kong dollars is handled well, it should be able to take the opportunity to double it several times, and if you are lucky, it may be able to double it ten times.

Ten minutes later, after dinner, everyone returned to Zhang Guorong's house to continue playing mahjong.

This time, with Cheng Shufen here, Chen Li'an, the dog-headed military division, officially went offline, and did not go to join in the fun.

In Leslie Cheung's study, Chen Li'an was going to use the computer to look up information, but it is only 94, and there is very little information on the Internet, and there is no search engine that Chen Lian is familiar with. In the end, he can only find some useful information from newspapers and magazines.

Chen Li'an doesn't know much about the upcoming financial crisis. He just learned about Mexico's history and information when watching online dramas.

But it should be enough to make a small profit.

Chen Li'an used his meager knowledge of economics to try to understand the financial market information in the newspaper, but gave up completely after about half an hour.

Those dense data and trend charts are completely incomprehensible. It is simply a headache. Chen Li'an once again feels that his golden fingers are a little narrow.

Why is art so talented, and making money is so Muggle-like?

Chen Li'an, who was broken and broken, simply stopped looking at these ignorant knowledge, and asked professionals for help tomorrow.

Just remember one thing, Mexico's official currency, the peso, will plummet on NO.19!resulting in a financial crisis.

Chen Li'an recalled the movies and TV series he had watched, and thought of a word, short pesos!
Chen Li'an, who gave up struggling, quickly calmed down, went to take a shower, and was ready to go to bed.

However, Mahjong Rong did not intend to let Chen Li'an go. It was already past ten o'clock in the evening, and Lin Qingxia was going home, and Cheng Shufen was going home, which directly led to three missing one.

Cheng Shufen went upstairs and knocked on Chen Li'an's door, and then said through the door: "Li'an, Qingxia and I are going home, there are three missing one, you go call, you can just go directly to the financial advisor tomorrow. "

Chen Li'an, who had just undressed in the room and was about to go to bed, had no choice but to sit up and shout, "Okay Sister Shufen, be careful on the way back."

"Well, go down quickly, they are urging you." Cheng Shufen's voice came from outside the door, followed by footsteps going downstairs.

In desperation, Chen Li'an had no choice but to fill his seat and play cards with the three gamblers.

After a night of crackling, Chen Li'an had two thousand Hong Kong dollars in his pocket. This time, he was very lucky.

The princess and Liu Jialing also went home to catch up on sleep with a lot of harvest. Mr. Leslie Cheung, the rich boy, was very unconvinced and asked them to fight again tonight.

"Not tonight, you should find someone else." The princess yawned, pulling Liu Jialing's sleepy face.

Zhang Guorong was a little depressed, he was the only one who lost after playing all night, but Chen Li'an didn't give him a chance to continue to be upset, he pulled him into the car and took him to the investment company introduced by Cheng Shufen.

"Can't you go by yourself, I'm so sleepy." Zhang Guorong complained weakly while yawning.

"Who told me I can't drive." Chen Li'an turned his head to look at Zhang Guorong and said seriously: "The main reason is to bring a big star, and people will pay more attention to it. My capital is too small."

"Pull my tiger skin?"

"Well, so you feel wronged for a while, and I will treat you to a big meal after making money later."

"I'm afraid you'll lose everything!"

"Crow's mouth! Hurry up, pee, pee, pee!"

The two were noisy in the car, but it dispelled a lot of sleepiness, and the car soon arrived at a building in Central.

Chen Li'an put on his sunglasses, turned his head to look at Zhang Guorong, waved his hand and said, "Let's go, let me show you the little financial genius!"

"Cut, let me see how you lose money!" Zhang Guorong also put on sunglasses and walked in front of Chen Li'an and walked into the building.

after an hour
Downstairs in the building, Chen Li'an walked out with his ears covered, not wanting to listen to Zhang Guorong's chatter behind him.

"You don't even know the most basic financial terms, yet you dare to call yourself a financial genius!"

"Why tell people that I want to open an account, just to let him increase your leverage several times?"

"If I lose my 100 million, I'll sell you to a tertiary filmmaker!"

Chen Li'an put down his hands covering his ears, looked at Zhang Guorong helplessly and said, "Why are you so wordy, it's only 100 million, if you lose all, I will compensate you!"

If it weren't for the purpose of adding a little more leverage to his account, Chen Li'an would not have fooled Zhang Guorong into opening an account together. Although he has a high probability of making money, who can say what will happen in the end.

Reality is far more magical than fiction.

Zhang Guorong snorted, opened the car door and sat in.

Chen Li'an also hurried into the car, sat in the passenger seat for a moment of silence, then suddenly turned his head and asked seriously: "Are you serious about shooting level three?"

"Hmm." Zhang Guorong hummed without seriousness, and concentrated on driving.

"Then can I really act with Li Li?"

"???" Zhang Guorong turned to look at Chen Li'an and asked speechlessly, "Are you serious?"

Looking at Zhang Guorong's contemptuous eyes, Chen Li'an turned his head and looked out of the window as if nothing had happened and muttered, "Didn't you say it first?"

"You really deserve to be an artist!" Zhang Guorong complained while driving.

Chen Li'an replied nonchalantly: "No award, no award. Artists always maintain great energy and curiosity."

"Well, and cheeky."

"There is no shame in dedicating one's life to art."

Zhang Guorong really admired Chen Li'an's thick skin, skipped this topic and asked curiously: "Why did you choose to short the peso? The financial consultant said that Mexico's economic reform is very successful, and the cooperation with the United States is also very good."

"Well, I said it's an artist's intuition, do you believe it?"

"Guess I believe it or not!"

"Oh, don't worry about it anyway, you'll know at the end of the month."

(End of this chapter)