narrow red

After breakfast, Kuangzheng went back to the company and continued to watch the market. Baozhan joined him. As soon as he entered the office area, Duan Zhao reported in real time: "It fell by 18."

Kuang Zheng glanced at his watch. It was only two hours before nine o'clock, and the overall situation was settled: "Let's make preparations for withdrawal."

Duan Zhao took a sip of coffee and nodded.

Kuangzheng went up to the third floor. The office was cold in November. He took him into the lounge and turned on the air conditioner. There was a large double bed in the room.

"Do you want to wash?" Kuang Zheng asked.

"No, just squint for a while," Baochan yawned and untied his tie, fearing that the shirt would be crumpled, took it off together with his suit and trousers, and slipped into bed naked.

It was cold in the bed, he was shaking and shouting cold, Kuang Zheng didn't sleep at first, he took the door and was about to go out, when he heard that he was cold, he folded back, took off his suit jacket, got into the blanket and hugged him.

As soon as he came in, Baochan stopped barking, and obediently stuck to him.

"Is it still cold?" Kuang Zheng hugged him from behind, holding his hands.

Bao Chan closed his eyes and shook his head.

At this moment, Kuang Zheng really wanted to kiss him, eyebrows, eyes, ears, anywhere, it was so strong that his whole body became hot from the inside out.

"Brother," Baochan blinked and looked at him, "you have encountered a difficult situation."

"Don't worry," Kuang Zheng put his arms around his shoulders, passing the temperature of his chest to him little by little, "it's not normal if you're in our line of business."

Baochan turned over in his arms, facing him face to face: "Can I help you?"

"Some things you can help." Kuangzheng couldn't help smiling at this face when it was so difficult, "Some things you can't help."

Baochan lowered his eyes, as if he was blaming himself, blaming himself for his inability to solve his brother's urgent needs, Kuangzheng understood him, and scratched his nose: "Shall I sing you a song?"

Baochan made him laugh, kicked the quilt and leaned back against him: "What are you singing?"

What to sing, Kuang Zheng rubbed his hair and thought, thinking of a song that has become very popular recently, cleared his throat, and sang in Cantonese: "The flower in my heart, I want to take you home, in that late night bar, where Whether he is true or not."

Bao Chan can't understand Cantonese, but he likes the tune very much. He thinks of Andy Lau and Aaron Kwok when he was a child. There is a kind of warmth and comfort back in time. Kuangzheng is close to his ear, with a gentle and hoarse bass, singing half-truthfully: "You are the most charming Karma, do you know?"

Baochan felt itchy and avoided him with a smile. He sang in just four sentences and finished singing in the blink of an eye. He asked like a child: "Sing it again."

Kuangzheng responded to his every request: "The flower in my heart, I want to take you home..."

It's just a few lines over and over again, after singing, Bao Chan is not enough: "Sing it again."

Kuangzheng took pains for him: "The flower in my heart, I want to take you home..."

This is amazing, his girlfriend in the past made him look at the lipstick number and he thought it was a waste of time, but now he sings the same song to Baochan over and over again, Kuangzheng can feel that he really loves him.

"I want to record it," Bao Chan said, nestling on his chest, "Listen to it every day."

"Can you understand the lyrics?" Kuang Zheng held his ribs, his palms sweating slightly.

Bao felt itchy, and shook his head with his armpit in his hands.

Kuang Zheng took out his mobile phone. After Fang Chengcheng became a customer, he downloaded Hot Wheels and never clicked on it. Today, he opened it for Baozhan. The first random video was this song, "Wild Wolf dis", lively hip-hop Baochan looked at the lyrics, but pursed his lips and did not speak.

Flower of my heart, I want to take you home, you are the most charming, you know?

A hazy and ambiguous atmosphere flowed between the two of them, breathing, body temperature, and pulse all became scorching hot. Kuang Zheng pretended to be unintentional, and slid to the next video. The chubby little milk dog ran towards the sea with his tongue out, and then slid down to the next video. Baozhan relaxed, squinting his eyes and was about to fall asleep. Suddenly, Ying Xiaonong's face appeared on the screen, wearing a bright embroidered jacket, and said to the camera: "You guys are a couple. , aren’t we male and female?”

Baochan was stunned, not only him, but even Kuangzheng was stunned, Ying Xiaonong disguised himself as a woman on stage, but his knife-like personality never made people doubt his orientation... At this moment, someone outside the door Shout: "Boss!"

It was Duan Zhao who heard the voice, maybe he was too impatient, he hastily opened the door of the lounge and came in, on the bed, Kuang Zheng and Bao Chan were covered with a quilt, entangled in an unsightly manner.

Duan Zhao was stunned for a moment, said "sorry" and closed the door to go out. He patted his forehead and stood outside the door, and suddenly remembered that he had seen Baochan a long time ago, on the sofa at Kuangzheng's house. At that time, he still wondered if he was a man. is female.

"What's wrong?" Kuang Zheng came out with his suit in his hands, with a stern look on his face.

It is now 46:4, and there are still 20.00 minutes before 30.00:[-]. Duan Zhao is looking for him at this time, there must be an unexpected situation. For a while, countless thoughts popped into his mind, and the Zhan Guohong plummeted ahead of time? [-]% five? [-]%?How did he explain to Xiao Gu, how did Wanrong Zhenhui get through this...

"There is something new." Duan Zhao didn't elaborate, and hurriedly told him to go downstairs.

The two walked up the stairs to the office area, Xia Ke was sitting behind Duan Zhao's computer, on the chair next to him, Lai Xiaoxing was crying, Kang Chi squatted in front of him, holding a box of tissues, and hurriedly wiped his face .

Kuangzheng's heart skipped a beat, the little hamster was crying like this, Zhan Guohong... probably collapsed.

"Why are big men crying!" he roared, suppressing the anxiety in his heart.

"Boss, Boss!" Lai Xiaoxing's face was flushed red, and the curly hair on his head trembled with sobs, "I... I just said that we, Zhan Guohong, are the most united, and no one can defeat us !"

Kuang Zheng frowned, and Xia Ke immediately gave way to him. On the screen was the Warring States Red Society on the dark web. There were big red ink patterns on an all-black background. This was a joint statement. There were two publishers, from 903 Yan Lingjia, moderator of the Chinese version of the version, and the joint account bd from the 904 version, the statement is not long, written in both Chinese and English:

"Hi, brothers and sisters in the Warring States Red community, hello.

We come from all over the world, because a common goal is gathered here. You may not agree with the following content immediately, but when you look back five or ten years later, I believe everyone will realize that we are now in the history of Warring States Red A moment of life and death.

In order to maintain the unity of the Warring States Red map, to safeguard the interests of the vast majority of Warring States Red holders, and to make the Warring States Red a truly indestructible future currency, we made the following decisions on behalf of users of the old and new versions: First, from November 11, 13 From now on, the Zhan Guohong international trading platform will be closed for 9 hours; secondly, we call on all users of version 24 to return to version 904 and refresh their wallets; finally, all individuals or organizations that endanger the unification of Zhan Guohong in the future, no matter which country they come from, regardless of For whatever purpose, it will be regarded as the enemy of all users and will be jointly resisted by the community.

The reason why we made the above decision is because we believe from the bottom of our hearts that although the virtual currency has no temperature, we who hold it are united. Zhan Guohong will carry not only wealth, but our common beautiful vision.

Thank you and have a great weekend everyone. "

Kuang Zheng stared at the sentence, "Virtual currency has no temperature, but the people who hold it are united." Even if he doesn't understand technology and the romance of technology geeks, his blood is still boiling.At this moment, he understood Lai Xiaoxing's insistence yesterday, his pride in wearing the red armband foolishly, and the human pursuit of technological innovation. It is not only electricity and algorithms that support the Warring States Red, but also a It is a living person, so it can survive and fight its way through the dangerous jungle of capital tenaciously.

On the computer next to him, Duan Zhao suddenly said, "It's back up." His voice was very soft, but very excited, "Ninety-five...one piece...one one, one one-fifty...back!"

One yuan and nine cents, the price of Warring States Red 24 hours ago.

Kuang Zheng quickly went over to see that the market of Warring States Red continued to rise, one yuan three, one yuan five, two yuan!The quick response of the market shows two things. First, the joint statement is effective, and more and more users abandon the new version and return to the old version. Second, international capital has been paying close attention to the trend of Zhan Guohong. They are waiting and watching. Tested, judged, and finally witnessed the birth of a powerful currency.

From 11 o'clock on November 13, Zhan Guohong will become a trusted virtual currency in the international market, which means a huge appreciation prospect, and this time point is determined by Wanrong Zhenhui, a small private bank in China of.

Bet won.

Kuang Zheng let out a breath, not ecstasy, but more of the rejoicing of the rest of his life: "Golden knife," he arranged, "inform Xiao Gu, tell him that his value is about to double."

"Yes, boss," Duan Zhao scolded his mother in disbelief, "This is the one hundred and one time I have convinced you!"

"Xia Ke," Kuangzheng thought for a while, and immediately decided, "Remember to inform the accountant on Monday that everyone who is here today will receive a bonus of 50 yuan each, and it will be paid out on the same day."

Everyone looked at each other, and before they had time to cheer, "Bailiang," Kuangzheng also instructed, "You work overtime today, draft a press release, and email it to me."

"No problem, boss."

Kuang Zheng turned his head to see Kang Chi, and finally took the time to care about him: "What the hell are you doing here these two days?"

Holding a handful of tissues, Kang Chi replied confidently, "Come with me, master."

Kuang Zheng glanced at Duan Zhao, Duan Zhao had an expression of "it's nothing to do with me, what do you think I'm doing", and Kuang Zheng asked in puzzlement, "Your master?"

"Didn't you arrange it?" Kang Qian rubbed Lai Xiaoxing's head and stared arrogantly, "Table 1 is looking for a master, I have learned the blockchain, and this time I also voted for the Warring States Red, is it enough to be obedient?" !"

Kuang Zheng slowly raised one eyebrow. This should be called... crooked strike?

After all the arrangements were made, he clapped his hands: "Okay, let's break up and go home and sleep." He smiled charmingly, looked at his brothers, and said proudly, "See you on Monday, my warriors us."