Warm marriage and personal pet, please let go of the president's uncle

269: Sister-in-law, I give you my life!The stock god's press conference is scheduled for NO.15 in the middle of this month.

Originally, only [-] places were given, but there were tens of thousands of people who came to Han Palace to sign up.

It can be seen how attractive this mysterious stock god is to stock investors.

At that time, Yange was still sitting in the express hotel in city b, leisurely staying on the 55th level page, chatting with z.

"You just choose to expose yourself, aren't you afraid of endless troubles?"

Their communication is limited to emails.

Yange didn't find it troublesome, and after reading the email, she replied with a smile, "Sooner or later, exposure is just a means."

"do not regret."

Seeing Z's reminder, Yange lowered her eyes secretly, wondering whether she would regret that she hadn't thought about it for the time being, but this is the only way to do it in extraordinary times.

"I won't regret it! Z, why do I think you know my affairs very well, do we know each other?"

Yange was skeptical at first, but now it is almost certain that this z must know everything about her well.

Because being able to get her passport back with my uncle, this alone is doubtful.

It took a long time for Yange to wait for the email from Z.

He only wrote a few words, "Your message is very clear, don't forget my identity!"

This sentence seems to remind Yange that, as the leader, it is only natural for him to know the internal information of the members.

but--

No matter how I think about it, I don't think this can explain why he knows so much.

Moreover, to put it bluntly, they had never met or knew each other, so just to help her, they gave her 1000 million and a black card, isn't it a bit exaggerated? !

But no matter how Yange asked, Z kept his mouth shut.

After an hour, Yange gave up.

Since he refused to talk, it was useless to ask.

……

There are still three days before the stock god holds a press conference.

Yan Ge is like a vagrant in City B, occasionally disguises herself and walks on the streets during the day.

At night, he stays next to the computer, deeply immersed in the 55-level page, listening to various news.

This night, two days before the press conference, Yan Ge was looking at some fresh information shared on the page to pass the time, and suddenly saw a new transaction record.

In China, City B, Mr. Huang, traded [-] guns, [-] ammunition, and the trading location was Binhai Central.

Inexplicably, Yange became very interested in this Huang.

There are many people surnamed Huang in city b, but a familiar face appeared in Yange's mind.

In less than a minute, the news on the level 1 page was taken away by the upper echelons.

This is a scene that has been repeated every day in recent times.

Yange was neither nervous nor curious.

Anyway, she had paid attention to it a long time ago, and temporarily stored all these in the newly bought mobile phone.

Huang, could it be the Huang Yongbang she knew?

This idea is very bold, and Yange wondered if he had a big brain hole, and he was convicted of a crime just because of a surname.

Because more inside stories were taken away, Yan Ge could only look at the screen and sigh.

Level 56 page, the attraction to her is really getting bigger and bigger.

……

NO.15 arrived as scheduled.

The venue for the press conference was accidentally chosen on the luxury cruise ship Haitian No. [-].

When receiving this order, Si Rui was overjoyed.

Even if he doesn't play stocks, he still has an instinctive curiosity about this mythical season koo.

Haitian No. [-] is docked at Jingang Wharf, and the long red carpet has been spread all the way to the parking lot.

There are countless concierges and security guards standing at the door to ensure that there will be no troubles in this press conference.

Although he is also very busy now, the attractiveness of this mysterious stock god is even greater.

Wen Xiaoer accompanied Si Rui on the deck of the cruise ship. Just after ten o'clock in the morning, countless people had already gathered outside the cruise ship.

Surrounded and pushed, as if wishing to rush to Haitian No. [-] immediately.

"Tsk tsk, this scene is awesome. What do you think is the origin of this stock god, so that so many people are fascinated by her? If it is a bald old man, what a loss!"

Wen Xiaoer sneered while smoking a cigarette, and did not forget to glance at Si Rui after speaking.

"Then who knows. The stockholders are crazy about this person, I feel that they have reached the level of obsession, or for them, season koo is already a belief."

Si Rui was deeply moved, especially when he saw so many old people who were nearly sixty years old looking around with a cane, the ability to call a stock god was really not easy.

"Hurry up, hurry up and come back after finishing the work. Now the organization is in need of people, and you still take on private work in such a short time. Boss Lu is relieved, if I specify to tear you up!"

Wen Xiaoer snorted disdainfully, left the cigarette butt on the deck, and turned to leave.

Si Rui was dressed in a black suit, Zhuo Zhuo was handsome, and frowned at him, "What are you doing? You're leaving? You're here, let's watch the excitement together!"

"Who the hell is watching the fun with you, you don't know what's going on right now?"

Si Rui was dumbfounded and scratched his head, "Aren't I just curious? Besides, there won't be any delay, the press conference will be over in three hours at most."

"Hmph, boring!"

Wen Xiaoer snorted contemptuously, turned around and walked off the deck.

The press conference was scheduled to start at two o'clock in the afternoon, and it was only after ten o'clock in the morning, so there were already so many people here, why bother.

How awesome is the stock god? Why doesn't he believe in evil? !

Wen Xiaoer turned around and left, Si Rui looked at his back, twitched the corners of his mouth, and suddenly felt that he was redundant.

If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't be curious, which made him look like a human being inside and out.

Before the press conference even started, Si Rui had already complained about this mysterious stock god.

Time flies, blink 01:30 pm.

The press conference was originally scheduled for 200 people, but because the stockholders were too enthusiastic, the number had to be increased to 2000.

It has increased tenfold, comparable to a star's concert.

2000 people entered the arena one after another, and those who missed the press conference held their mobile phones and sat on the ground at the Jingang Wharf. Even if they couldn't see the stock god up close, they still wanted to watch her live broadcast at the nearest place.

There are thousands of stockholders lingering in Jingang Wharf, and it is impossible to estimate how many people have affected the business of the wharf.

At two o'clock sharp, the police for maintaining law and order had already arrived.

However, the scene was too grand and the number of people was too large, so the police could only maintain order in different regions for fear of causing a stampede.

This season koo, it seems that I will find a chance to invite him back to the bureau for tea!

Such a large effect has already seriously endangered public order!

Haitian No. 2000, a venue capable of accommodating [-] people, is full of seats at this time.

In every position, stockholders are sitting upright.

Stock God, please show up!

At [-]:[-], the huge venue was still quiet and a pin drop could be heard.

No one urged, no one said anything, just waited quietly.

The stock god has such a big wrist, he should wait a while.

At a quarter past two, an Audi Pikes Peak slowly drove into one end of the red carpet.

The stockholders who could not be driven away before, when they saw the luxury car appearing, they spontaneously gave way to both sides.

When the luxury car passed by, they all stared at the opened door with wide eyes.

A pair of black high-heeled shoes stepped out slowly, followed by Yan Ge, who was dressed in black and black pants, leaned out from inside.

Her shoulder-length hair was pulled back into a neat ponytail.

She wore black-rimmed glasses on her face, covering her vivid eyes, and her brows were calm.

She reached out to support the mirror frame, smiled slightly with her bright red mouth, nodded to everyone, then turned and walked towards Haitian No.[-].

"Then... is that season koo?"

"Isn't it? I don't know?"

"My God, don't tell me that Season Koo is a girl, then I will definitely fall in love with her."

Nan Yu, who followed Yange out of the car, squinted at the stockholders on the pier, said nothing, but quickly followed Yange.

"Why is there another person here? A man and a woman, who is it?"

"You care so much, look at your phone, the live broadcast will start in a while, and you'll know!"

Yange and Nanyu boarded the deck one after the other. At this time, Si Rui, who was smoking and making troubles on the deck, noticed the commotion in the crowd, and took a casual glance, but when he saw Yange's face, he took a bite. The smoke didn't come out, it choked my lungs!

"Cough, cough, cough...Ah, cough, cough, cough..."

Sister-in-law, life is up to you!

The cigarette butt on Si Rui's fingertip fell directly to the ground.

what's the situation?

Shouldn't she be in Dubai?

The hair is short, and there are eyes, isn't it sister-in-law?

I never heard that she has a younger sister!

Si Rui suddenly came back to his senses, he couldn't care less about trouble, he ran and rushed over, one second before Yange entered the venue, he stretched out his hand and called, "Sister-in-law, don't go, wait a minute!"

That gesture seemed like Erkang was saying 'Ziwei, don't go...'!

Nan Yu glanced at him contemptuously, and walked around to the other side of Yange. When Si Rui was at the beginning, he said with a smile: "This friend, you must have misunderstood someone. Who is your sister-in-law? This is ...season koo!"