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Ma Ming kept threatening Li Fuzhen.

Li Fuzhen relied more and more on Chen Hao.

In just one week, Chen Hao was regarded as the most important person in her life.

Chen Hao guessed that in his previous life, Li Fuzhen was moved by the bodyguard Ren Youzhai, and finally married Ren Youzhai despite the opposition of the whole family. This should be related to her character.

Most likely, it was Ren Youzhai who stepped forward when Li Fuzhen was in danger, thus making Li Fuzhen psychologically dependent on him.

"Stockholm Syndrome..."

Chen Hao murmured.

In the past two days, Li Fuzhen's dependence and admiration for him has become more obvious. Yesterday, he tried to leave a mobile phone and his mobile phone number for Li Fuzhen.

From yesterday afternoon to now, Li Fuzhen had called him more than fifty times and sent him more than two hundred text messages. Except when he was asleep, Li Fuzhen thought of him all the time.

He only answered three calls from Li Fuzhen and replied to five text messages.

Every time he answered Li Fuzhen's call, he could feel that Li Fuzhen was extremely excited and happy.

Very ill.

Chen Hao sighed secretly.

"Boss, we have less than 30 billion chips left."

Qin Liang came to the luxurious reception area on the first floor of the villa and reported to Chen Hao.

As the Internet bubble continued to expand, the market value of the stocks Chen Hao purchased with 6 billion M gold increased twenty-fold, reaching 120 billion.

Even if Chen Hao smashed the market this time, poked the Internet bubble, and sold all the stocks, he would have made a profit of at least 80 to 90 billion M gold.

In just three days, Qin Liang's trading team has collected 60 billion in funds, which also means that Chen Hao no longer has many bargaining chips.

"When our order was placed, it was immediately swept away by the funds protecting the market. It was like throwing stones into the sea, without any ripples." Qin Liang was very depressed.

The wealth and strength of the funds to protect the market exceeded Qin Liang's imagination.

Chen Hao, who was sitting on the comfortable leather sofa, poured half a glass of red wine for himself and said casually: "Keep smashing the dishes."

Qin Liang stopped talking.

Chen Hao glanced at Qin Liang and said, "Are you drinking?"

"I don't drink."

Qin Liang quickly shook his head and said: "Boss, it's easy to sell out hundreds of stocks with strong growth, but it's a bit difficult to buy them back."

"It doesn't matter."

Chen Hao smiled slightly and raised his face to drink.

He has plenty of ways and means to make money. This time forcing GJ to give in is paving the way for future control of the global chip industry.

This is much more important than making more money right now.

Maybe ten or twenty years later, he will be able to use chips to control country M and disgust the people of country M.

In his last life, most of the chips of technology companies in country M were manufactured by Tai Semiconductor and Sanxin Group. Although Gaotong and Yingtai produced some of their own chips, their production capacity was limited, their technology gradually fell behind, and their costs were relatively high.

"Then I'm going to continue smashing the market."

Qin Liang no longer thinks about it.

The boss's orders are imperial edicts and must be carried out to the letter.

It’s two o’clock in the morning in Xiangjiang.

That is two o'clock in the afternoon, country M time.

Qin Liang reported to Chen Hao again: "Boss, many small institutions and retail investors have started to follow us in shipping. The M-share market index has fallen by 1%."

"it is good."

Chen Hao smiled and nodded, leisurely and contentedly.

Qin Liang couldn't help but said with a grimace, "But we only have 10 billion chips left."

"Keep smashing."

Chen Hao, who was leaning against the sofa, gently shook the red wine glass. Many times, the strong and endurance camel was crushed by the last straw.

Just when Qin Liang was about to turn around and leave, Chen Hao's cell phone rang.

"Hey……"

"I know you have no chips in your hand and you don't need 100 billion M gold, so you want to cause trouble for our GJ Association. You are too naive."

"Are you sure I don't have any chips in my hand?"

"I'm sure!"

"Then we'll see."

Chen Hao didn't say much and hung up the phone.

"Wait!"

The mysterious man who called shouted, obviously he didn't have the courage to gamble.

"What else?"

Chen Hao asked the other party with a sneer.

"what do you want?"

"I want to get more than 50% of the shares of Sanxin Group."

"Even if you get more than 50% of the shares of Sanxin Group, you still can't control Sanxin Group. The top and bottom of Sanxin Group, as well as the officials of Country H, only recognize the Li family!"

"You don't need to worry about whether you can control the Sanxin Group. You GJ will just stop getting in the way."

Chen Hao concluded that the other party was a member of the GJ Club.

"I'll give you an answer tomorrow."

"When will you give me a clear answer and when will I stop?" After Chen Hao finished speaking, he hung up the phone and let Qin Liang continue to smash the market.

While Qin Liang nodded in agreement, his heart was filled with ups and downs.

The boss is awesome.

With so few chips left, he showed no signs of timidity.

This is probably the palace and self-confidence of the superior.

Country M, New City.

North Tower of the World Trade Center Twin Towers.

In Area C on the 82nd floor, a huge office area, hundreds of staff stared nervously at the computer screen and kept buying hundreds of stocks.

next door.

In the luxurious office of more than 100 square meters, Lao Suo was pacing back and forth. This legendary tycoon who has been in the global financial market for many years has never been so anxious as he is now.

The opponent who made him so uneasy was just a young boy in his twenties.

"The market index dropped another 0.5 percent, and Internet company stocks almost fell across the board. The stocks of VSoft, Sike, and Oracle were not immune."

The senior assistant hurried into the office and reported the latest situation to Lao Suo.

"asshole!"

Lao Suo was so angry that he slapped the table and finally picked up the phone helplessly.

In the conference room upstairs, in the middle of the huge round conference table, is the GJ Club logo, with a ruler and a ruler crossed, plus a capital G.

This logo is extremely sacred in the minds of the top Western dignitaries.

Thirteen people sat at the table.

Each person represents an ancient and noble surname, such as Rothschild, Rockefeller, Morgan, Dupont, Windsor, Habsburg, Wallenberg, and Anthony.

"Soros just called me and said that he would either provide another 100 billion M in gold within an hour, or negotiate with that Eastern boy immediately. What do you think?"

The representative of the Rothschild family said while looking around at the people present.

The representative of the Morgan family frowned and said: "It is not difficult to come up with 100 billion M gold within an hour, but whether it will work is unknown, because we are not sure how many chips that kid still has in his hand. Once he continues to sell, it will cause a crowding effect." , the consequences would be disastrous, and at that time, one or two hundred billion M gold would never be able to solve the problem."

Several others nodded in agreement.

They knew the dot-com bubble was forming.

The reason why there is still a lot of money pouring in is because of greed.

Before today, not many people were willing to sell their shares in Internet-related companies, also because of greed.

But once the stock price stops rising or even falls, greed can easily turn into panic.

"Whoever agrees to talk to that kid, raise your hand."

The Rothschild family representative looked around at the crowd again.

Everyone present raised their hands one after another, and no one objected to peace talks.

interests come first.

Huge profits were lost due to conflicts of temper.

In their opinion, only children and fools do this.

As for how to punish the troublemaker named Chen Hao in Xiangjiang, it is another matter.