There is a very large office area on the 36th floor of the World Trade Center. This place is a temporary rental venue for three major funds. It is said that this was specially arranged above.

As for the reason, Refes had no right to ask. Although this action was directed by him and he was also a famous player in the world, he was just a chess piece. He knew very well.

"Refis, your movements are too slow. It's the third day. The sheriff has asked three times. If you still cannot achieve your goal today, then the night will send another rat man over. Please cherish this opportunity."

This old man, a typical Western gentleman, had a kind face, and was now full of hostility, staring at the somewhat sloppy Refis, reminding him very bluntly.

They belong to the same night, an organization that only exists in the darkness, just like a group of mice. They only come out to feed when there is no light, and Refes is one of them, their leader is the Sheriff and the Black Cat Sheriff.

Rats and cats can actually live in peace, if they have common interests.

Refes debuted for three years and won nine battles. He has developed his arrogant personality. He put his legs on the computer desk and stared at the leaping stock market of Feng Zheng Group on the screen on the wall. He showed a disdainful light at the corners of his eyes. He said arrogantly: "Gentleman, please forgive me for my rudeness. This voyeurism operation is directed by me. If the sheriff really feels that I can't bear it, he has his own arrangements and does not need too many reminders from you. Moreover, I know what I am doing."

The impact of half an hour on the first day was just a test, and in the past two days, every attack has a purpose. He certainly doesn't believe it if a large company like Fengzheng Group has few strong players. Therefore, as a pickup, you must figure out your opponent before eating.

Now, after dozens of tests, he believed that he could take the initiative and let Fengzheng Group's stock market collapse and test the enemy for three consecutive days. His opponent's spirit was extremely nervous. Now he only needed a rush of overwhelming blow, and everything would turn into ashes.

A strong player, this opponent is indeed as careful as a hair and has extraordinary courage, but unfortunately, compared with his experience of making a fuss, he is really tender. Maybe in a few years, he will be an absolute good player, but now it seems that he will not be able to survive that time.

"Hmph, I hope your ability is as good as your eloquence. Otherwise, you can bear the consequences." The old man looked at Refes angrily and left the office hatefully.

Refes didn't even look at him. When he heard the sound of closing the door, his legs immediately dropped from the stage. He was sitting in danger and shouted, "Yiguo, Bid, you two idiots, come back for me."

Among the dozens of operators, there are several very beautiful blonde beauties. In just a few days of cooperation, these two partners have been playing around, and they are still nostalgic among the flowers.

"Here, come, old friend, don't be angry. Listen to the old ghost's nonsense, it's more exciting than kissing a few girls. What do you think?" Yi Guo came forward and said relaxedly.

Bit also walked over, his face still had the light of yu looking away, and he smiled lewdly: "Yiguo, you lost, please give me a gift tonight's presidential suite."

Yi Guo raised his thumbs up and sighed in admiration and said, "You are really popular with your face. Those two sluts are indeed killed by you!"

Refes cursed: "Shut up all of them. If you can't complete the task, you all jump from here." A flash of fury in your eyes, and you glared at the two of them, making them breathless, and then said coldly: "Prepare to eat."

"Feith, you said earlier that we were very hungry and had long thought of having a big meal. It seemed that the task was about to end." When Bit heard this, he felt excited and rushed to his seat, staring at the stock market curve, his expression as different as he was.

Yi Guo also bowed formally and shouted loudly: "All follow the command and ensure that the task is completed."

Refes nodded with satisfaction, his swaying expression on his face turned a little crazy, and his voice was violently vented from his mouth: "Everyone listens, open all accounts, sell them short shares, I want Fengzheng Group's stocks to turn into waste paper, I want to eat every penny on the market."

Fengzheng Group.

There was panic, and even the fairy-like Liu Yanyue pinched her pink fist, with a wet look on her angry face. If this situation continues, her tears will come out soon.

Leng Feng's expression was almost crazy. Three days and three nights, he was waiting for this moment, the battle of life and death.

To be precise, he had spent the third day safely, and only 20 billion yuan of funds was used, but the other party's strategy caught him off guard at the moment of opening the fourth day. It was not that they only had 80 billion yuan. At this moment, the stock market was surging. According to his estimate, the other party's amount had exceeded 100 billion yuan.

"Invest, invest -------" Without even thinking for a moment, the last five billion was like the strongest shock wave, invested in the stock market.

All the company's senior executives are surrounded here at this moment. This battle is related to the company's life and death, or not just Fengzheng Group. At this moment, the stock market is a battlefield of war. Not only are there thousands of investors, but also all kinds of people pay close attention to all this.

With deep eyes and staring at the computer for three days, Sima Luo looked a little tired, but the stock market competition at this moment was like the most exciting drama in the world, and he was a little lost in his mind.

"How long do you think Fengzheng Group can last?" A very abrupt voice came from behind, "As far as I know, all the four major banks have rejected their loans. The funds they can raise are definitely no more than 40 billion yuan, and they cannot be compared with the three major funds, not to mention that there is a big monster behind the three major funds."

Although he didn't look back, Sima Luo knew who it was, Sikong Ban, the mayor's secretary, but he was also his chief think tank. To put it bluntly, he was the dog-headed military advisor of the Sima family.

If Sima Luo had said the answer a year ago, but this time, he shook his head and said, "I don't know. Since that car accident, I can't understand him anymore. I am more interested in him than the second child."

Sikong Ban is not an ordinary person. Of course, he understands the meaning, but after being deeply surprised, he is puzzled: "This seems to be a little different from your previous opinion?"

Sima Luo turned around and smiled, saying, "Actually, I'm very confused. This kid seems to have been enlightened by some inspiration. If He Xiangnan is a fox, then Xiao Qiufeng has become a hunter in my eyes now. You know, no matter how cunning a fox is, he is not as smart as a hunter."

In addition to Sima Luo, of course, He Xiangnan was also watching this war. There was no smoke of gunpowder, but the extremely cruel financial battle made him feel urge to be in a state of blood. He turned around and threw the third-rate singer Nana, roughly tore the gauze that was not much on her body, and rushed into her body.

Many people are paying attention to this stock war, but the most surprising one is our great director Zhao Ruochen.

Of course she is not alone, but dances with her.

However, she is the first person to use the director's public computer to view stocks.

In fact, she didn't know anything about stocks at all, but Wu's heavy expression on the side of the eyebrows infected her, and she was more excited than anyone else.

"Sister Wu, how about it? How about it? Have you fallen? Did you fall?" Judging from her appearance, it seemed that she was the one who made money.

Wu nodded gently and said, "It has fallen by 3% again. Now Fengzheng Group's stock has fallen to 30%. This is the limit. If it falls again, Fengzheng will probably collapse, and there will be more dangers."

"Papa--------" Zhao Ruochen applauded, and then couldn't help but stand up and jump hard a few times, as if the joy in his heart was a little out of control.

"Okay, okay, it's so great. God is really open-minded. I think he will take advantage of me in the future. I think he will dare to take advantage of me in the future. It's best to lose him to death."

Wu couldn't believe her eyes. This always steady director was like a child. She was so naive about holding grudges for a little bit of things. Would she really not know what impact this stock war would have on Feng Zheng and the entire Southeast?
Chapter completed!