Rebirth of the Financial Overlord

　　 Lin Jiadong is a middle-aged man, once also a quack.

　　 This kind of guy’s eyes and eyebrows are all empty.

　　 joked casually, Lin Jiadong winked with Peng San.

　　 "Ali, A San is your own, you help me greet me. A San, I have something to do if you play by yourself."

　　 "Thank you Uncle Dong."

　　 After Lin Jiadong left, Peng San moved a stool and sat at the front desk. With business affairs in the body, many things are naturally much more convenient.

　　 "When did you come to work?"

　　 "......"

"how old are you?"

　　 "......"

　　 "Where did you read the book."

　　 "......"

　　 To handle the tolerance privately, anyone can do it.

　　 Soon, Peng San asked what he wanted from Ali's mouth.

　　 Ordinary family, six siblings, so as soon as I graduated, I joined Lin Jiadong’s finance company to work.

　　 is indeed a serious girl.

　　 The little girl is a little girl after all. After chatting with Peng San, the fear of the dark society in my heart has faded a lot, replaced by a kind of curiosity.

　　 Peng San is very famous in Yunji.

　　 The name that was killed in the first battle.

　　 Working in Yunji's industry for a long time, Ali has heard the name Peng San a long time ago.

　　 Skinny, dark, looks a bit fierce.

　　 But it's not three-headed and six-armed, why is it so powerful.

　　 One has color mind and the other has curiosity.

　　 The chatting between two hearts is considered speculation, and Peng San almost forgot the business that he came to the cloud to remember.

　　 So, by half past eleven, this guy is a little confused.

　　 The Hang Seng Index rose sharply.

　　 4220 points.

　　 With Peng San's long position at 3920, he earned a full 300 points per contract.

　　 There are a total of fifty contracts, and each one is ten thousand, which is seven hundred and fifty thousand.

　　 Yunji Finance Company.

　　 Ali pointed to a dimly glaring computer in the trading area to help Peng San calculate.

　　 "One point of the HSI is fifty yuan, so now it has made seven hundred and fifty thousand."

　　 The little girl is a little girl after all.

　　 Maybe she felt Peng San's affection for herself, she looked around and said in a low voice.

　　 "Brother, if you make so much money, stop playing. You will definitely lose money if you play again."

　　 Seven hundred and fifty thousand, this is a lot of money.

　　 Peng San watched the computer buzzing in his digital head that was still beating at high speed.

　　 Not because of this large sum of money.

　　 In addition to the 50,000, he also bought 250,000 in several other financial companies!

　　 That is to say, six seven hundred fifty thousand.

　　 In total, 4.75 million.

　　 In one day, 300,000 yuan earned 4.75 million yuan. This terrifying rate of making money Peng San just felt like his heart was about to explode.

　　 Peng San finally realized why Shen Jiannan said that Hei Shi could not be on the stage.

　　 In order to grab the site on the ring, Yun Ji and He Shengji killed dozens of people and were admitted to the hospital, and he himself took two dollars and received 30,000 medical expenses plus a reward.

　　 Temple Street, Yun Ji did not know how many people were hospitalized or even disabled for life. But now, there are more than 600,000 redheads in Temple Street in a month, and this 600,000 has to be handed in half of the Qingshan Society, the following organization.

　　 "Boom boom boom!"

　　 Peng San could hear his heart beating wildly.

　　 The blood was scouring through his body like a waterfall, and he was not as excited and nervous as he is now even in the fight with He Shengji.

　　 "Three brothers!"

　　 Ali's voice made Peng San regained his consciousness, he swallowed the waterway.

　　 "Really earned so much?"

　　 This is a very sad question.

　　 Ali couldn't help laughing.

　　Peng San's face is really funny.

　　 "Brother, you don't know how to do it yourself."

　　 After speaking, Ali seemed to have thought of something, she asked in confusion.

　　 "Brother, don't you know how to count?"

　　 It’s no wonder that Ali would ask that. In Hong Kong, most of the young and Dangerous people are uneducated.

　　 In other words, if you have culture and knowledge, whoever wants to be a bad boy in the eyes of others.

　　 When a man is in front of a woman, he will never admit his weakness.

　　 Seeing Ali's puzzled eyes, Peng San said immediately.

　　 "I used to teach in university, you said I can't read numbers?"

　　 "University? Or teacher?"

　　 Ali was stunned, she never thought that Peng San would also be a university teacher.

　　 "You don't believe me?"

　　 "......"

　　 Ali didn't speak, but her bright eyes almost read unbelief.

　　 Peng San is anxious.

　　 "Really. I didn't lie to you."

　　 "What class do you teach at university?"

"physical education."

　　 "Puff!"

　　 "What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing."

　　 Peng San's face was slightly black, no, it should be said that it was slightly red, but it was very dark because it was too dark.

　　Teaching physical education is not really related to arithmetic.

　　 It is easy to think that math is learned from a physical education teacher.

　　 "Brother. Earn so much, stop playing. I tell you, after playing this, you will lose money again."

　　 Squeezing her voice, Ali whispered again.

　　 Peng San's eyes flashed.

　　The truth, he naturally understands.

　　 Since there is a gambling word for the gambling shop, it is actually the same as a casino, and it is definitely a loss to play.

　　The profits of the finance company, which are hundreds of millions a year, are all losses.

　　 just...

　　 "Ali. I'll borrow a phone to use."

　　 "The phone is over there."

　　 "Forget it, I'll go down and fight."

　　 "......"

　　 At the entrance of the Stock Exchange, Shen Jiannan stood by the side of the road blocking the passing taxis.

　　 Soon, a green taxi stopped.

　　 At the driver's greeting, Shen Jiannan pulled the door and got into the car.

　　 "Beep beep, beep beep."

　　 The sound of the pager suddenly sounded.

　　 "Quickly go back, three."

　　 Put the pager away, and Shen Jian said to the taxi driver.

　　 "Master. I'm sorry, I stopped the car in front of me and I got down to call back."

　　 Suddenly, the driver quit.

　　 "Are you sick? Just got on..."

　　 The driver did not scold any more.

　　 A one hundred Hong Kong dollar handed over.

"keep the change."

After 　　 got off the car, he randomly found a public telephone nearby and dialed the number on the message.

　　 Soon ~www.readwn.com~ the call was connected.

　　 "Jiannan, earning, making money, a lot. What should I do now."

　　 "Old Peng. You are very excited."

　　 "Nonsense. So much money can you not get excited."

　　 "Haha, nothing good."

"What should we do now."

　　 "Settle out 300,000 funds, and continue to increase positions for the rest, but remember to diversify the position."

　　 "What do you mean."

　　 "That is, take out a profit of 300,000 yuan. Continue to buy other money, buy more than one, and a maximum of 200,000 principal. Open a third position with a ten to one leverage..."

　　 "You still buy?"

　　 "Forgot what I told you? As long as the mainland does not allow trade, the Hong Kong stock market will only rise and not fall. Making money now shows that the market has verified my judgment, so why not buy?"

　　 "......"

　　 After hanging up, Peng San returned to Yunji again.

　　As soon as he walked in, Lin Jiadong smiled and joked.

　　 "Yes, Ah San. Earned 750,000 yuan, you can get a treat tonight!"

　　 "Uncle Dong is willing to appreciate the light on his face. Don't come to Rongji tonight!"

　　 "You kid."

　　 smiled and pointed at Peng San, and Lin Jiadong shouted to the finance not far away.

　　 "Axin, close Asan's position."

"and many more."

"what happened?"

　　 "Luck is so good, I want to play again."

　　 "......"

　　 Lin Jiadong frowned slightly.

　　 Whether it is his own brother or an outsider, he is a customer. As a manager, what can he say?

　　 "Well, if you make a lot of money, you have to go to the big rich nightclub!"

　　 "Then we can talk about it!"