Pretending to be bankrupt, I was kicked out of the family chat group

Ye Yumo tapped his fingers on the keyboard and switched to oil-related quotes.

The memory of her previous life instantly came to her mind: the price of oil plummeted from seventy or eighty US dollars to more than ten US dollars. At that moment, the wealth of countless people was wiped out.

"If we are shorting oil futures now..." Ye Yumo thought, and the idea took shape almost instantly.

At this moment, a systematic prompt appeared in her mind: it was recommended to short oil futures significantly.

Ye Yumo's eyes flashed with determination, and he decided.

She clicked the mouse and completed a heavyweight transaction.

Although she was the only one in the villa, the atmosphere was as tense as a knife blade.

The phone's ringtone suddenly rang. Ye Yumo picked up the phone and found that it was a message from her secretary assistant Jin Ling'er.

"Sister Ye, the meeting materials you requested have been prepared. Do you want me to come over and give them to you now?"

Ye Yumo smiled and replied: "No need, I'll leave it with you first and I'll go get it later."

Putting down the phone, Ye Yumo suddenly felt much happier.

She sat down again and admired the golden sunshine outside the window and the unique scenery of Huangpu Bay No. 1.

"Short-selling oil futures, if successful, will be a huge turning point." Ye Yumo thought to himself, with a calm smile on his face.

"But before that, there are more things waiting for me to do."

She opened the drawer, took out a thick folder, and began to review the information inside.

Every data and chart is like playing cards being reshuffled in the hands of Ye and Mo.

Time seemed to have stopped. Ye and Mo were completely immersed in this work and isolated from the outside world.

Of course, whether it is the financial market or life, there are always unpredictable changes.

But Ye Yumo can always accurately seize every opportunity, just like this time in oil futures trading.

"Risks and opportunities always coexist," Ye Yumo said to himself, "But who says women can't play this game?"

Delicate brush strokes outline Ye Yumo's colorful day, just like herself, full of infinite possibilities.

Ye and Mo sat in the luxurious conference room of Morgan Bank, smiling and looking at the cooperation agreement handed over by Fang Chen, general manager of Donghai City Bank.

Her smile was like a flower blooming in spring, making the whole room seem to light up.

Fang Chen said softly: "Ms. Ye, 1.5 billion funds have been received, and we will operate according to your instructions."

Ye Yumo smiled slightly, "Thank you, General Manager Fang.

I hope this money can bring considerable profits to Morgan Bank. "

Fang Chen looked at Ye Yumo and seemed to see an out-and-out business queen, powerful and extremely charming.

"Without a doubt, Ms. Ye." Fang Chen nodded lightly.

Ye Yumo walked out of the bank building and just got into the back seat of the Rolls-Royce when his cell phone rang.

It's her assistant Chen Moqi.

"Ms. Ye, Morgan Bank has confirmed that the funds have arrived and all procedures have been completed."

Ye Yumo raised his eyebrows slightly, "Very good, Moqi. You go and inform Zhang Kangyang to prepare. I will discuss the matter of Inter Milan with him in detail when I have time."

Chen Moqi responded: "Understood, Ms. Ye."

Ye Yumo put down his mobile phone and smiled slightly. His eyes seemed to pass through the car window and see the farther future.

At the same time, in a high-end restaurant in Donghai, Zhang Kangyang was discussing the acquisition of International Milan with several partners.

The phone vibrated and when he saw the message was from Chen Moqi, he immediately opened it.

"Ms. Ye is ready to discuss the matter of Inter Milan with you in detail."

Zhang Kangyang was shocked, put down his mobile phone, turned to his partners in front of him and said, "Gentlemen, I need to say goodbye, there are urgent matters that need to be dealt with."

His men were all astonished.

The meeting is not over yet, Zhang Kangyang is leaving early. It seems that the person who asked Zhang Kangyang to call is a very important person.

Ye Yumo returned to her company. She walked into her spacious office, and outside the window was the bustling East China Sea cityscape.

Sitting on her seat, she opened a report on international oil falling warrants, her eyes flashing like lightning.

Her secretary Jin Ling'er knocked on the door gently and came in, "Ms. Ye, the afternoon meeting is ready."

Ye Yumo did not raise his head, still focusing on the report, "Delay for an hour, I need time to think."

Jin Ling'er nodded, "Understood, Ms. Ye."

Ye Yumo finally put down the report and sighed softly.

Investment always coexists risks and opportunities, just like herself, full of unknowns and possibilities.

She picked up her phone and dialed Zhang Kangyang's number.

"Kang Yang, I want to talk to you in detail about Inter Milan."

Zhang Kangyang responded immediately, "Of course, Ms. Ye, I have been looking forward to this opportunity."

Ye Yumo smiled slightly.

There is wisdom hidden in his eyes, and the trick of playing hard to get is still very effective.

Although this was unfair to Zhang Kangyang, she did not deceive Zhang Kangyang in any way, she just wanted to confuse the reporters.

She knew that in this high-stakes financial game, every decision was like a bet at the gambling table.

But she also understands that those who are bold and careful will have the last laugh.

The two chatted for a long time, mainly discussing the signing of Inter Milan.

At this moment, Fang Chen from Morgan Bank called, "Ms. Ye, the US$200 million exchanged from 1.5 billion funds has successfully purchased the decline warrant of international oil."

Ye Yumo smiled, "Then I wish us a happy cooperation, General Manager Fang."

Fang Chen also smiled, "Indeed, Ms. Ye, I look forward to more cooperation."

Ye Yumo walked into the lobby of Yumo Group's headquarters. The floor was paved with ivory white marble, and the high ceiling was embedded with glazed glass chandeliers. Every detail revealed a noble atmosphere.

Assistant Li Bonan followed closely behind, holding a pile of documents and a mobile phone in his hand. From time to time, he used his eyes to remind Ye Yumo of the matters to be dealt with next.

"Mr. Ye, Huang Xing, Wang Xin and Yang Yi are already waiting for you in the conference room." Li Bonan said in a cautious tone.

Ye Yumo smiled slightly, "Okay, take me there first."

Entering the conference room, the three entrepreneurs followed closely and bowed slightly, to which Ye and Mo responded politely.

Huang Xing was the first to speak: "The three of us were sitting together for dinner yesterday, and suddenly realized that the current Yumo Group is very short of liquidity, so I came here to remind Mr. Ye."

Ye Yumo laughed, slightly surprised but without changing his expression, he retorted: "Lack of liquidity? Isn't that because you Pinxixi attracted a large number of registered users? The money given to you alone is hundreds Billions of dollars."

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