Rebirth in 1998 starts with the stock god

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Only the last 1 minutes left!

Even Gong Ziyuan lowered her head silently, put down her clenched fists, and looked at the lonely figure on the stage with red eyes.

At this moment, I'm afraid no one is more stressed than Chen Mo!

1 minutes later.

Chen Mo will face thousands of ridicules!

The feast of rivers and seas that was supposed to reach the sky in one step made Chen Mo fall straight into hell!

"Countdown 50 seconds..."

"45 seconds..."

"40 seconds..."

"30 seconds..."

The staff at the scene looked at Chen Mo with pity and counted down loudly.

Wu Chen smiled and waved to the audience, already beginning to enjoy his own exclusive moment.

It's the last few dozen seconds, there's no way something could happen again, right?

Wu Chen is not the only one who thinks so.

The people in the audience, even Gao Mingyuan, Xiong Zhiwen and others also thought so.

"Look at the pixel aesthetics!"

At this moment, someone in the audience exclaimed!

Everyone looked at the big screen with doubts.

Then, everyone was stunned by the scene in front of them!

Pixel Aesthetics’ stock price is rising!

It’s not an ordinary rise, it’s rising like crazy! ! ! !

If Rice Technology’s rising speed is like riding a rocket, then at this moment, the rising speed of Pixel Aesthetics’ stock price is like riding a spaceship! ! !

1500 yuan!

3400 yuan!

5600 pieces! ! !

16230 pieces! ! !

21000 pieces! ! !

It only took 21000 seconds to reach 10 yuan! ! !

Everyone seriously doubted whether their eyes were dazzled.

He rubbed his eyes hard and looked over again...

My mother!

30000 yuan! ! !

"Impossible...how is this possible?!"

Wu Chen, who had always been unfazed by favors and insults, and always had a harmless expression on his face, finally screamed out of control at this moment.

Last 30 seconds!

Pixel Aesthetics’ stock price has soared thousands of times? !

Wu Chen just wants to scold her now!

"There must be a bug in the stock software!"

At this time, Wu Yong stood up and said loudly.

This reminded Wu Chen.

Wu Chen quickly turned to look at the staff and cursed:

"What did you do? The software shows a bug, fix it quickly!"

The staff on site said aggrievedly:

"Master Wu, there are no bugs. Pixel aesthetics is indeed the price... and it's still rising..."

"You fart!"

Wu Chen said angrily: "Do you know how much money is needed to raise the price to this level?"

"3000 billion!!!"

"And it must be all 3000 billion in an instant!!!"

"Even if all the wealthy families in Portugal combined, it would be impossible to gather 3000 billion in just a few dozen seconds!!!"

If Chen Mo had 3000 billion, he could go to Portugal City to compete with the He family. How could he still live in Jianghai Province?

Moreover, in that case, Wu Chen couldn't be stupid enough to compete with Chen Mo for someone to talk to!

He is not sick again!

Compared with hundreds of billions of funds, which one is stronger and which one is weaker?Even elementary school students can do this!

"I know what's going on!"

At this time, a staff member on site projected his laptop onto the big screen.

"It's Whitedragon! It was Master Long who posted the last prophecy, asking investors to fully invest in Pixel Aesthetics, which led to the scene just now!"

Whoa!

The audience suddenly burst into excitement, as if a pot was boiling!

Whitedragon, who is hailed by all investors on the Internet as the "stock market prophet", "stock god", and "stock protection dragon king", made his last prediction post before retiring from the Internet. He actually asked everyone to buy pixel aesthetics with full investment! ! !

Wu Chen was speechless.

Looking at the whitedragon prophecy post on the big screen with a look of disbelief, he looked at Chen Mo unwillingly but helplessly and said:

"I didn't lose to you, I just lost to luck."

Chen Mo smiled noncommittally.

At this time, Xiong Zhiwen's phone rang.

I saw him hiding in a quiet corner with a serious face. After respectfully answering the phone, he hurriedly went on stage and said loudly:

"Everyone, please be quiet. Let me explain the situation."

"This time, the stock prices of DaMi Technology and Pixel Aesthetics fluctuated abnormally. The Financial Secretary of Daxia announced that the stock prices were invalid and all funds were returned to the original accounts!"

No one was surprised by this.

It would be strange if the stock price rose to such a high level and the Financial Secretary still didn't take action!

"In addition, Mr. Chen Mo's whitedragon forum account is not allowed to post anymore and will be cancelled."

The first two sentences were nothing, but as soon as this sentence came out, it was like a drop of water falling into scalding hot oil!

It exploded instantly! ! ! !

"What? Chen Mo is the whitedragon? The Protector of the Nation Dragon Master?"

"That post was made by Chen Mo?!"

"Mobilizing at least 3000 billion in funds in just a few dozen seconds...this ability...is so terrifying!"

"Chen Mo is worthy of his reputation as a talker!"

"What do the four wealthy families mean compared to Master Long?! They don't even count as rubbish!"

"..."

The situation reversed in an instant!

Chen Mo didn't win this battle by luck.

He relies on strength!

The terrifying power of being able to mobilize 3000 billion funds in just a few dozen seconds!

This reminded everyone at the scene of one person - the first generation talker Fang Jinxin!

At the beginning, Fang Jinxin also said one word and gathered hundreds of billions of funds in just a few dozen seconds, and then defeated foreign capital.

Today's Chen Mo seems to have the same demeanor as Fang Jinxin, even...even better!

rub rub! ! !

As if struck by lightning, Wu Chen staggered back a few steps and almost fell to the stage!

Chen Mo is the whitedragon? !

It was he who took charge of this situation. With his supreme terrifying strength, he gathered hundreds of billions of funds in just a few dozen seconds, and with a crushing attitude, he pressed himself to the ground and crushed him into dregs!

At this moment, Wu Chen seemed to have never known Chen Mo, his eyes staring at him for a moment.

But...I can't see through it!

"Master Wu, it seems that I won't be able to eat the dinner at your house tonight!"

Chen Mo smiled lightly and turned to Gong Ziyuan in the audience:

"Come here! Take the head of the Wu family down to dinner! Give him the table with the little widow!"

The people in the audience burst into laughter at Chen Mo's teasing.

Wu Chen no longer had the arrogant and aggressive attitude he had before.

His face was pale, his head was buzzing, and his whole body felt like a light on his back, a lump in his throat, and a feeling of pins and needles!

Wu Chen has become the biggest joke in the Jianghai Feast at this moment!

Gao He, Wu Yong, Pei Qian and others all stopped laughing.

Gao Mingyuan came on stage, held Chen Mo's hand enthusiastically, laughed and said: "Congratulations, congratulations to Chen Mo!"

"Well deserved! Well deserved!"