Time passed leisurely, and Han Lie's days became more and more comfortable.

On Friday, Wafer opened at the daily limit. After 10 o'clock, it broke through the market and fell to the lowest position of -6.67%. It suddenly rose again in the late trading, and finally sealed the daily limit.

On this day, Han Lie made a lot of money.

When the price limit reached the daily limit, he directly cleared out his positions, because in a weak market, it was very dangerous to hold a heavy position over the weekend.

Everyone's nerves are too tight, and if there is even a little bit of negative news, a stampede will easily occur.

Therefore, it is wise to reduce positions on weekends.

Originally, Han Lie planned to find an opportunity to pick it up on Monday, but unexpectedly, there was a big dive today.

The space is so big, so you definitely can’t miss it.

Therefore, Han Lie reopened a 50% position, and the average price was around -5%.

Then at the end of the trading day, when Wahua closed the daily limit again, Pan Zi's account already had a total of 32.55 million in stocks and cash.

No one has this kind of luck.

In 7 trading days, a total profit of 62% was made, which is even worse than the stock god.

Pan Zi saw the latest shareholding situation at about 4:30, and went crazy at that time. He drove directly to the door of Humanities, desperately trying to drag Han Lie out to have a drink.

Han Lie had no choice but to follow.

My father-in-law called Principal Zhang on the way, and then called Dou Mingde: "What are you doing? Busy? I'm so busy! Come out, you have to arrange a good meal for us today!"

Dou Mingde was reluctant at first, but then he logged into Pan Zi's account and took a look, and he was immediately excited.

"Eat! Not only do you want to eat well today, you also want to drink and have fun!"

Then the four gentlemen went to have a private meal.

According to age distribution, Han Lie and the three Lao Deng were not the same at all, but he became the host, guest and focus.

That guy praised him so much...

Damn, there is actually no good in it. I was forced to drink a lot of wine.

Later, perhaps because he was drunk, Dou Mingde started clamoring to take Han Lie to "gain his knowledge."

"Let's go, let's go, let's go to the colorful era! We, our brothers will continue to drink!"

Good guy!

I'm still a child, and you actually want to take me to drink flower wine?!

Han Lie thought this was outrageous, so he turned to his father-in-law for help.

"Go to the colorful era of fur?"

Pan Zi glared fiercely, then burped and waved his hand carelessly: "If you want to have fun, just have fun and go to Xindinghui!"

Han Lie's head was buzzing.

He had heard of both places.

Colorful Era is a relatively old high-end nightclub in Shanghai. It has been standing for many years. Later, it changed its brand and became New Colorful. It is still ranked among the top three high-end clubs.

In his previous life, Han Lie's colleagues often went there to play, but Brother Lie was gentle, upright, and clean, so he never went there.

Okay, okay, mainly because there is no one to lead him and he is not worthy of others putting in so much effort to win him over.

As for Xindinghui, it’s not as expensive as Binfen, but it’s crazier than Binfen.

It is the most open sex market in Shanghai.

How naughty?

Um, I can't talk about it...

Let's try to exaggerate. If your imagination is really not enough... Hey, we are all good kids, why should I talk to you about this?

Stop it, stop it!

In Han Lie's previous life, the Magic City was later cleaned up. Although the Xinding Club was still there, it no longer had the arrogance and arrogance it once had, and there was not much fun anymore.

After his rebirth, Han Lie had serious things to be busy with and there was no shortage of girls, so he really never thought of this.

Now when Dou Zi and Pan Zi reminded me, my heart suddenly started beating wildly.

I really want to go, but I dare not...

It doesn’t matter whether you have money or not, people are wrong!

Han Lie supported Pan Zi and begged for mercy: "No, no, no, let's find a place to eat skewers. You can eat skewers freely!"

"Brother!"

Pan Zi hugged Han Lie's neck and patted his chest.

"Don't make trouble, brother! Just go with me and that's it! You, Brother Pan, are happy today, and you are embarrassing Brother Pan, elbow! Brother Pan will take you to have fun!"

OMG!

Why is this guy so drunk after drinking so much?!

It's not that I don't dare to call you brother, but the point is, how can I explain to my eldest niece when I wake up tomorrow?!

My elder brother took me to a meat market to drink flower wine?!

Does it sound good?

Han Lie had no choice but to turn to Principal Zhang for help.

You, a Shanghai-style gentleman with a dignified appearance, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a role model for others, must be somewhat formal, right?

"Xiao Zhang, look... how about we go have some tea to sober up?"

What a great result!

Principal Zhang chuckled, his mouth widened and his eyes squeezed into a slit, which is called a wretched...

"Lie, don't worry, there is tea, ah, it's all new tea, take care of it!"

Depend on!

Han Lie was dragged into the car dumbfounded.

How did things develop like this?

In fact, it’s all because of the [Wine Tank] feature.

Everyone drank the same wine, and three old fried dough sticks drank a young man's wine. In Pan Zi's view, wasn't that a grab-and-go deal?

It turns out that’s not the case at all!

Han Lie was not drunk at all, but the more they drank, the more drunk they got. Later, they tried to take down Han Lie out of anger, but in the end they drank themselves unconscious.

Now, relying on being 70 to 80% drunk, I started to release my "true self".

Tsk tsk tsk, these rich middle-aged men...

Han Lie had no choice but to be dragged to the Xinding Meeting in the PT area very reluctantly.

After entering the door, my dear, what a show these three guys have. It’s really a sea of ​​people, with flags waving, gongs and drums waving, and firecrackers blasting...

The manager and the two mothers trotted downstairs and helped the old man into the most luxurious box. Then, without giving any instructions, wine, fruit plate, snacks, hot towels were brought up one after another, and they were crowded there to help wipe them.

Wipe your face and hands.

Next, the two mothers went out to the corridor and started chatting with their walkie-talkies. After a while, a dozen girls came into the private room.

The number is not large. There are at least 300+ princesses in Xinding Club at the moment, and only one-twentieth of them come in.

But the quality is high!

Han Lie took a look and said, oh, Yan is thin and fat, each with its own characteristics.

There are young girls wearing kimonos, there are white girls with blond hair and blue eyes who clearly have Aryan ancestry, there are South American beauties with skin as complex as honey... all of them are beautiful.

Then they bowed in unison: "Good evening, distinguished guest, and welcome to Xindinghui!"

Han Lie was still young after all... he was so shaken that he was dizzy.

You know what makes me dizzy.

Then Mamasang smiled like a Rafflesia flower and asked: "Mr. Pan, all our specialties are here. Some of them came from the stage temporarily. Are you satisfied?"

Tsk tsk, look at this scene!

This brings all the top cards at the bottom of the box...

No, Brother Pan, how much did you spend here?

As soon as he thought about money, Pan Zi slapped his thigh: "It's fun! Reward! 50 per person, everyone has a share! Where is my brother Han? Come on, come on, you pick first! Two, are two enough?"

50 in high-end nightclubs does not mean 50 yuan, but 50 tickets.

Counting the heads, there were twelve in total, which means 60,000 yuan was spread out.

This is just a meeting gift to show your face.
To be continued...