The paranoid wind controller always wants to tease me

The entire exhibition hall was dimmed, except for that bit of starlight.

The singularity, where all worlds begin.

Tang Su glanced at the official live broadcast of the Finance 20 Forum. With just such a light spot, the number of online viewers has reached more than 7000 million.

The live broadcast viewing channels in other countries have also become popular-this is just the beginning, and the number of people on each channel has already overwhelmed the server.

"It's coming, it's starting." Wang Jian patted her.

Suddenly, there was a loud cracking sound.

That little bit of starlight exploded, and filled the entire field of vision at a speed that the naked eye could hardly keep up with——

The visuals were so realistic that there was a small group of screamers who really thought something was going to explode.

As far as the eyes can see, there are blazing white and red rays of light and endless heat waves.

Immediately afterwards, the light cooled down, and all the stardust began to turn into a cold blue and white—the invisible gravity twisted the silky point light strongly, and a large interconnected nebula was born in the brilliant vortex——

Like a beautiful neural network, it exudes an inaccessible cold light.

The universe is born.

The screen instantly goes black.

A line of LOGO with a sense of science and technology emerged - NEBULA.

nebula.

The entire venue was immersed in pure shock, and it took several seconds to react.

It was not until the LOGO appeared that thunderous applause broke out.

Hardcore and romantic, this is Nebula.

The pinnacle of financial technology, a company that has created a new era of intelligent investment.

A wave of unrest, a wave of up again.

The crowd had just started to boil, and the dimmed picture was lit up again, and the voices of the crowd fell silent instantly.

In the picture, there are beautiful and bright nebulae.

It was instantly constricted by an unknown force, condensed into a light arrow, and crossed the boundless universe.

Through the vast galaxy.

Break through the vast atmosphere.

Disintegrated and turned into a sky full of stars.

No, if you take a closer look, this is not starlight, but countless numbers shining in the sky.

They lunged at what looked like a circuit board.

No, this is not a circuit board.

This is a bird's-eye view of countless cities connected together—London, New York, Paris, Seoul, Tokyo, Beijing, Moon City, and even small unnamed cities.

No matter how close the picture is.

It turns out that these bright circuits are the traffic in the city and the people coming and going on the street. Each of them is composed of countless bright numbers, led by data leads, and glowing with cold light.

The lens suddenly zoomed out.

It turns out that everyone is a bright spot of light, and the entire circuit board is linked together to form a vast nebula.

At this time, the original soundtrack of the vast starry sky suddenly became full of smoke and fire, and the sounds of horns, talking and laughing, and news programs were mixed together, and it became louder and louder——

The screen instantly goes black.

A line of cold words emerged - Helium.

The line was quickly erased.

The words Helium 2.0, like an asteroid from outer space, smashed the screen hard.

There was a burst of exclamation from the crowd, and then they discovered that the effect was just too realistic, and it didn't really smash the screen.

At this point, the screen gradually brightens.

Xu Meili, who graduated from Tsinghua University and worked in Nebula, came to the stage from the side and bowed deeply towards the audience.

"Welcome to the Helium 2.0 conference, I'm Xu Lin."

"You guys still want to hide such a big thing?!"

Su Qiyun slapped the armrest and stared at the two of them.

Tao Zijian was so frightened by the sound that he didn't dare to speak.

Su Qiyun sat back on the sofa deeply, buried his face in his palms, feeling a little depressed.

"The matter of 600 million is indeed hidden from you. But about Huang Yong, we...we just found out about it." Tao Zijian said in a low voice, "Just 10 minutes before you came back, my brother suddenly called and said After receiving a rescue, I saw that it was actually Huang Yong..."

Tao Zijian shut his mouth just right, not daring to say any specific information.For example, where is the injury and is the situation critical.

He was afraid that Su Qiyun would not be able to take it anymore. Originally, he should have been on and off for the past few days and not taking medicine.

Su Qiyun raised his head slightly, his face had already become too pale: "I arranged a lot of people to protect him along the way... He was also deliberately sent to the first hospital in the city. Tao Zi, you made it clear that you want me to know."

Not only that, it was a demonstration.

Looking at his face, Tao Zijian became even more determined not to tell Su Qiyun and Huang Yong's true situation.

But he noticed a strange word: "Protection?"

Su Qiyun still stood up: "No, I have to go."

Luo Banxian immediately raised his hand to stop him. He pulled out his phone and clicked on a popular video.

In the video, there are dense crowds of people sitting on small stools, shouting slogans, and holding a black-and-white banner behind their backs—"Smelly capitalists, pay me back my hard-earned money."

"Brother Yun, look. There are huge crowds, sitting and demonstrating, and it's clear that there will be trouble. Actually, I'm a little afraid that I won't be able to handle it. He came to Nebula as soon as he graduated. Not to mention this kind of scene, he has very limited normal interpersonal communication. "Luo Banxian said.

Su Qiyun rubbed his forehead: "Why didn't the police care about it?"

Tao Zijian said speechlessly: "That's the problem, other people have approval! In theory, as long as they gather in a civilized manner, the police really can't control it. But you say it's ridiculous—Du's wage arrears, he came to Nebula's exhibition hall to make trouble, and he still paid for it. It can pass the approval! It is clear that the preparations started a few days ago, and today is counted, and it will be targeted at us."

Luo Banxian put the phone back: "I'm worried about being pretty right now. He went to the scene from the backstage, and he probably didn't know about this matter—the scene, and I don't know if there are any of them at the scene."

"Brother Yun." Luo Banxian persuaded patiently, "You can't go away. I think, I'll go to Huang Yong's side, and you and Tao Zi stay here and adapt accordingly."

Su Qiyun sighed deeply: "Which step outside?"

Tao Zi glanced at the live broadcast on the mobile phone: "The promotional video has already started, and I think he will play soon. However, there is a delay in the webcast, maybe he has already played."

On the one hand, human life is at stake, and on the other hand, it is related to the success or failure of the Helium 2.0 launch.

Either side matters.

"Forget it." Su Qiyun said, "Tao Zi, you stay here, if you can't do it, you can go on top first. Banxian and I went to see Huang Yong's situation—"

"Tuk Tuk Tuk."

The three of them suddenly looked at the door at the same time.

A person with a work card bowed before entering the door: "Is Mr. Xu Meili here?"

He held a blue-purple envelope in his hand.

"he does not--"

Su Qiyun directly interrupted Luo Banxian: "I am. What's the matter."

"A gentleman gave it to you."

The man looked at the mole on his face a few more times, then respectfully handed over the envelope in his hand, and backed out.

Su Qiyun opened the envelope in twos and twos, and there were only three lines on the letter paper.

"I trust I shall not live in vain;

I know that we shall meet again.

183XXXXXXXX”[1]

("I believe that I will not waste this life, because I know that we will meet again")

"What is this? A harassing love letter?" Tao Zi glanced at the piece of paper with extreme contempt.

"It's Wilde again."

Su Qiyun was thoughtful, thinking of the letter paper in the Mundell clubhouse.

What's more coincidental is that he didn't follow the advice on the letter at that time, and not long after, Flammable and Gu Peifeng from FRCA came to the clubhouse.

He had a vague guess.

"Tao Zi, give me the phone."

After Tao Zi did so, Su Qiyun dialed the number on the note and handed the phone to Tao Zijian: "Communicate with him and ask him what he wants us to do."

He himself folded the letter and put it in his left pocket.

At this moment, the door of the preparation room was slammed open again, and Xiang Meng, who was in charge of the exhibition, blew in like a gust of wind: "It's not good! Outside...something happened outside!!"

After the opening, Xu Lin secretly breathed a sigh of relief.Fortunately, more perfect.

He began to introduce the design concept of the Helium system according to the established plan. When he just talked about "empowering every user", a hand was raised high in the crowd below.

Xu Meili leaned closer to Xiao Limai on the podium: "I'm sorry, after the lecture, there will be a time for Q&A."

Unexpectedly, the man stood up directly: "I just want to ask you, Mr. Xu. The workers who come outside to ask for salary, you look up, see?"

Xu Meili lowered her head restrainedly, and then said: "Please don't discuss topics that have nothing to do with this press conference——"

"Do you know that everyone here represents an ordinary family? Oh no, you don't know. After all, your annual salary is tens of millions, and you have only graduated a few years ago. You bought a high-rise villa by the seaside of Yuecheng, right? President Xu."

The crowd was in an uproar.

The gap between rich and poor has always been the most powerful weapon to attack people.

Regardless of whether you were at fault or not, once you show your suspected rich identity, no one will stand by him in an instant.

Even if the money was obtained by Xu Meili with her own hands, it is dignified.

The word rich and powerful seems to be born on the opposite side of the general public.

Xu Meili was overwhelmed by the sudden personal attack. He opened his mouth and didn't speak, but the discussion below became louder and louder.

The person who stood up to criticize seems to be very satisfied with the current effect. He said slowly: "Now, can I ask you to talk about the blowout of Du's family last week? It's so bad that Du's salary can't be paid-may I ask Nebula here? What role did it play in it?"

Xu Meili calmed down, and retorted with red ears: "The targets and investment strategies of each hedge fund are based on the concept of being responsible to investors. These are commercial secrets. I'm sorry that I can't talk about these—publicly, even more no."

The man sneered: "Pretend."

"you!"

Xu Meili, who was born in a major, had never come into contact with such a scoundrel.

When a scholar meets a soldier, he can't explain why.

What's more, the other party didn't pay attention to size at all, and if he refused to let go, he wanted to attack him personally. Xu Meili trembled a little in anger, her left hand tightly clenched the podium, and she bared her teeth due to the pain in her wrist.

"Don't tell me those big things, I don't understand." The rascal continued, "I think many people here don't understand your financial twists and turns. We just want to know one thing—— Is the circuit breaker Nebula manipulating the market? Today, Du’s momentum was like a rainbow at first, and then circuit breaker several times, falling below the issue price. Could it be that Nebula has taken advantage of the ups and downs, making money at both ends!”

Xu Meili felt that she was about to be overwhelmed, she gritted her teeth and said, "This has nothing to do with the theme of today's press conference."

"Of course it is!"

He took off his shirt abruptly, revealing the white T-shirt underneath—the name was densely written on it, it was scarlet, and it was all written in blood.

"Look! These are ordinary investors who were forced to die on the day of the circuit breaker! Every name on this is a broken family! It's your capital that will be raised as soon as it is raised, and it will be smashed when it is said to be smashed. We ordinary investors Follow along with the blood loss! Now... Now the Helium system is actually boasting that it wants to 'empower ordinary investors', you should force ordinary investors to death less, it will be a good deed!"

He threw his clothes on the ground angrily: "My father, my brother, and my sister-in-law were all blown to death. This is all your fault! Today... today I have to come to ask for an explanation!"

Xu Meili took a step back and called the organizer with a monitor headset. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw two or three people dressed as policemen walking towards that person from both sides. In order not to disturb the rest of the audience, they did not carry any suppression weapons.

But along the way, these policemen were blocked by people, and when they were about to reach that person, they were actually dragged to the back of the venue.

This……

Xu Meili almost opened her eyes.

This is the police, dare you?

Seeing him standing on the stage in a daze, the crowd in the auditorium became more and more boiling. Many of them felt the same way, and intermittently said, "Stock trading really kills people", "Stock trading is gambling", "Looking at Nebula in this way, no matter how high-tech it is, it is It's a black-hearted company", "In fact, I'm not afraid of hooligans, but I'm afraid that hooligans are educated."

He looked down the stage in a panic——

The light source on the podium was too blazing, and the audience in the audience were all black shadows. He couldn't see the facial features clearly, and couldn't tell the difference between people. He just felt that everyone was like an indifferent devil.

They don't care about the truth, they only believe what they want to believe, they think they hold a long sword of justice, criticize a few words condescendingly, and then stab people's hearts to death.

"Everyone, be quiet first." He said through the microphone, his voice was dry, "There is no conclusion about the fusing a few days ago, and today Du's fusing again several times, I'm even more—"

"you're lying!"

Xu Meili was taken aback.

The scoundrel directly raised his phone high: "Everyone, you can open the investment analysis module of the Nebula App to take a look - just a day ago, among the top 20 holdings of Dushi Group, 17 of them were Nebula and their related funds Manager—I don’t know if everyone has heard of the 73% club, and everyone in that club listens to Su Qiyun!”

"……No way……"

Everyone took out the APP to check in unison, while the standing rogue yelled at his mobile phone: "No. 1 Quantitative Alpha Enhancement, it is a product of Quantitative Fund, and the fund manager belongs to the 73% club. No. 2 Medium Macro Hedge Fund No. 1 is a product of Shouzhong Fund, and the fund manager also belongs to the 73% club..."

He read the list one by one, and sure enough, apart from a few individual investors, all the people on the list were members of the 73% club!

After finishing reading, the rogue said loudly: "I have observed them for a long time, and several times the market has been caused by this 73% club. It’s lawless to eat profits on both sides of the decline!”

Xu Meili was caught off guard.

He did know that the 73% club was inextricably linked to Su Qiyun, and he had dinner with the club members several times with Su Qiyun, but did Su Qiyun really manipulate the market through this club?

Actually he doesn't know.

But now that live broadcasts are on in various countries, and billions of eyes are watching him all over the world, he dare not talk nonsense, let alone guarantee a ticket at will.

Manipulating the market is a felony in any country.

"—Do you still dare to trust such a company? Even the top fund managers are manipulated by them, and big companies are beaten to the ground. How dare you give them money and information for such a company? This is being sold and being helped to count the money!"

"This... this is an unwarranted accusation! It's more... It's a question of our country's financial management and control capabilities - if there is such a thing, FRCA must have intervened long ago -"

bang.

The door of the exhibition hall, which had been tightly closed, was suddenly thrown open.

In the square light, there is a figure standing, a little old.

The figure bowed to everyone, and then shouted loudly to the stage: "Dollar bills! Where did they come from!"

Xu Meili was confused by the question: "What dollar bill?"

The figure stepped forward a few steps and stood two or three rows away from the table: "I'm asking you! Dollar bills! Where did they come from!"

Xu Meili stuttered a little: "I, I don't understand what you are talking about."

"You guys, the Mundell Club under Su Qiyun's name, where did you get the 3000 million dollar bills hidden in the secret room under the swimming pool!"

The audience was shocked.

The audience doesn't understand what clubhouse or swimming pool, but 3000 million!dollars!This is a truly astronomical figure.

Xu Meili asked in a daze.

He didn't know the Mundell club, the swimming pool, or the 3000 million dollar bills, and he didn't even know anything.

But as a financial practitioner, he vaguely knows one thing - my country's foreign exchange is strictly regulated.Not to mention the 3000 million U.S. dollar bills, the personal foreign exchange quota is only a limit of [-] U.S. dollars a year.

3000 million U.S. dollars... If what he said is true, the owner of this clubhouse is indeed Su Qiyun. Such a large amount of foreign exchange is obviously not obtained legitimately.

Whether it is lending other people's foreign exchange quota, or it is simply black money, such a large volume, not to mention indefinite, is not enough to shoot ten times.

In this matter, he must not say a single word wrong, so as not to cause great trouble for Su Qiyun.

"I don't understand your allegation, and if you have doubts—"

Before Xu Meili could finish speaking, the figure rushed onto the stage, and the old man in his fifties and sixties knelt down facing the public.

The crowd was taken aback.

The camera in Wang Jian's hand immediately zoomed in and pointed at him: "Ah... this is..."

"Some investors know me, but some investors don't know me well. I'm Du Ming, and I'm the chairman of Du's Group. In fact, I'm just a dutiful and honest man who runs a factory. The people sitting outside are all me. I'm incompetent, I'm guilty, and I'm ashamed of my employees! I wanted to go public, become bigger and stronger, and lead everyone to get rich together, but who knew that after I went public, let's not talk about being bigger and stronger, I was actually played by capital After tossing and turning, even the money to support the families of the outside workers can’t be paid out..."

Du Ming covered his face and sobbed.

Some of the people sitting below began to feel unbearable. Several young people stood under the stage and passed papers to him with their hands raised, while a few came up on the stage, helping him to get up.

"Thank you, thank you kind people. But I can't afford it...I don't deserve it."

Du Ming said: "It's me, I'm sorry for so many workers' families. I'm guilty. I don't deserve to stand up. You don't have to pull me, and you don't have to persuade me... Today, Du's Group fell below the issue price, not to mention the road to listing. The Du Group is probably coming to an end soon...Before I die, I just want to have a good time and ask for clarification!"

He turned to Xu Meili bitterly: "Xu Lin, let me ask you, is the 3000 million US dollars smuggled to you by foreign capital, and ordered you to smash our national enterprise!"

Xu Meili held onto the podium tightly, and took a step back in panic: "I don't even know what you're talking about."

"In the market, I am willing to gamble and admit defeat, and I have no regrets. I was smashed by someone who broke the issue price. I am willing to gamble and admit defeat. But they!"

Du Ming pointed viciously at Xu Lin: "They! Nebula! They are a group of moths lying on the backbone of the nation and sucking blood! Not only that, they also colluded with foreign capital to short our economy!"

"Everyone, don't be fooled by them! Look at me, I am a lesson from the past! It doesn't matter what happens to us, don't let the capital returned from the United States manipulate our money, and don't let our economic lifeline be in the hands of other countries. !!"

Du Ming was so heartbroken that he almost burst into tears.

Although neither side has directly presented evidence for this matter, when an old man in his fifties or sixties kneels earnestly on the stage, the balance in his heart will unknowingly tilt towards the weaker side.

Sure enough, the audience began to whisper.

"Everyone!"

Du Ming took a step forward, bowed deeply to the audience, and when he looked up again, his eyes were really red: "I am kneeling here today, not only as the chairman of a company, but also... It’s also the identity of an old father.”

He raised his hand and wiped his nose, suppressing his emotions: "My son...my only son is still in the hands of Nebula. They use this to blackmail me and prevent me from telling the truth. In case my son suffers Unexpectedly, the audience present please be a witness, they are the ones! It was Nebula who killed my son Du Jia!"

Originally, Du Ming denounced capital oppressing enterprises, denouncing collusion at home and abroad, and the audience below were touched, but after all, capital and manipulation are far away from ordinary people, and they still seem to be separated by a layer.

But now, the business world is ups and downs, and the vicissitudes of the old father whose career has been overturned in his later years, put all his eggs in one basket, just for his only son. When this scene is played, the audience's reaction is obviously different.

More and more of the audience began to whisper, wondering if what he said was true.

When Du Jia came in, the small door was finally pushed open completely.

The big banner of "Return my hard-earned money" came in first, because there were too many people in the exhibition hall, and the workers who were sitting and demonstrating outside could not come in, they just crowded at the door, and they didn't make a fuss, let alone yelled in an extreme way. Shouting, just standing solemnly, like statues of ghosts and gods.

Wang Jian immediately turned the camera to the workers who came to ask for salary at the door. He glanced at the monitoring data of his platform and asked in surprise, "Why did the number of people online drop so much?"

The live video on "Financial First Line" is losing people rapidly.

"After the accident, the organizer immediately blocked the live broadcast." Tang Su said, "Didn't our side's traffic increase suddenly, and it was overwhelmed in an instant? I guess the official side saw that the traffic was important, so they turned on the live broadcast again. A lot has been lost.”

Wang Jianqie returned to the official live broadcast platform of Finance 20: "Tsk tsk, the bullet screen is full of curses, and the fans can hardly hold back the comments. This time Nebula is really going to be cool..."

Tang Su was silent and did not speak. The banners on the field and the person who sang "I'll come on stage" told her through her keen news instinct that this matter is not as simple as it seems on the surface.

As long as normal people stop and think carefully, they will definitely feel that something is wrong. That's why these people appear on stage one after another, making waves bigger and bigger, without giving the audience any time to stop and think.

"Oh!"

A mineral water bottle slammed onto the stage, and hit the edge of Xu Meili's podium, causing a large splash of water.

"Smelly capital, go back to the United States!"

Someone shouted.

"Yes! Go back to America!"

More and more people began to respond, and all kinds of things began to mess up on the field.

The scene immediately became chaotic.

The crowd was noisy, and less than half of the people were standing on stools, cursing something.

A few well-meaning young people were afraid of hurting Du Ming, so they hurriedly helped him off the stage, and Secretary Zhu of the Du Group followed immediately.

All the audience in the audience were against the strong light, and Xu Meili couldn't tell their faces apart, but felt that they were like ferocious demons, shouting and roaring to tear his body apart.

Until a transparent mineral water bottle spun several times in the air and hit his forehead violently.

He was thrown sideways, and the bright red stuff quickly overflowed from the top of his field of vision.

Xu Meili raised her hand to wipe it, and someone in the crowd screamed: "Blood!"

The whole place was shocked by the sudden accident.

When booing, it's all over the head, thinking that hiding in the crowd, the bigger the noise, the better——

When there are really bad results, there will never be a single person in the mob who will stand up and bear them.

Some girls screamed, and most of the audience were stunned.

How could a good press conference be messed up like this.

After Xu Meili fell, the staff quickly helped him away.The big screen went out in an instant, and turned into a vast and magical galaxy again.

There wasn't even a keynote speaker on the stage, and there wasn't even a single person who apologized and said the release was terminated for this farce.

"This is wonderful." Wang Jian didn't intend to stop the live broadcast at all, and pointed the camera at the still noisy crowd.

Tang Su watched the real-time video through the monitor, and gave Wang Jian a disgusted look: "Stop broadcasting it, it's all hurting people."

"News is the record. No matter what happens, the record cannot be stopped."

Wang Jian said: "Besides, I'm helping Nebula—to cool off under the watchful eyes of billions of people around the world. This way of dying is spectacular."

Tang Su looked down at the phone with some displeasure.

It was only then that she discovered that not only was "Financial First Line" not suspended, but even the official platform of Financial 20 was not suspended, and the number of viewers was still rising!

She backed out, staring indifferently at the noisy crowd in front of her.

"You don't believe me when I tell you—the dragon swims in the shallow water and the tiger falls in the flat sun. Everyone loves to watch it." Wang Jian laughed.

At this moment, several voices came from outside the crowd asking for salary: "Don't move!"

All eyes were on the door.

Suddenly, a gap was opened among the workers, and two rows of heavily armed police rushed in quickly, fully armed and wearing explosion-proof shields.

This is no ordinary police, this is a SWAT team for special missions.

The crowd who were still noisy just now stopped, carefully watching the two teams of special police who poured in.

After the special police, there are professionals in suits and leather shoes, all wearing a uniform silver lightning badge, and the "FRCA" pattern at the bottom of the badge is shining.

At this time, a figure slowly appeared at the entrance of the Nebula cosmic egg.

He was so tall that he had to bow his head slightly to walk in.

The spiral galaxy projected by the dome happened to flow over, and the shimmering light illuminated his pretty cheeks.

Gu Peifeng stood at the entrance with his pockets in his pocket, facing the big screen, tilted his head, and made a gesture of pressing the remote control with his right hand.

There was a slight electric current.

The big screen, which had been extinguished for a long time, was instantly lit up.

The author has something to say: [1] "I believe that I will not waste my life, because I know that we will meet again", Oscar Wilde's poem, "The True Knowledge", the author flipped it blindly, don't take it seriously.

感谢在2020-06-1809:25:09~2020-06-1921:25:46期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: WY1;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Brother Xi Qing, I can have one;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 4 bottles of Su Qiyun's heavenly vegetables in the world; 1 bottle of cherry blossoms;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

Thanks for following up (bow)

Tomorrow's main event, because it is too long, so it will be distributed in two parts, once at 12 o'clock and once at 21 o'clock

Super long, about [-] words...