The gods crowned her [Famous Book]

On Monday, the London Stock Exchange opens.

Many speculators rushed in with excitement in their eyes, ready to welcome the new day of rich opportunities, so excited that they couldn't even hold their pipes steadily in their hands.

"I heard that the old Duke of Clarence's other new company, which is mainly engaged in overseas trade, went public, but it drove up the stock price severely."

A man in a tuxedo, with his hair combed shiny, whispered triumphantly to his companion, "Wait and see, this stock price must be going up so fast, I'm waiting for the point to sell, and I'm only one step away from making a big profit." away."

The companion suddenly showed envious and jealous eyes, beat his chest and stamped his feet on the spot, "I knew I would have done it too, but unfortunately, it was only one step away before they were all sold out."

"Haha, it's not okay for us to be indecisive in this business, so you should learn another lesson. I'll be a millionaire in 5 minutes. When I get back, I'll invite my brothers to drink some good old brandy to comfort you."

He pinched his watch, staring at the clock hanging on the wall without blinking, anxiously waiting for the hour hand to point to the hour, notwithstanding the sighs of the brothers beside him, and a smile of schadenfreude on his breezy face.

"Dangdangdang——" The clock struck the time on time, and when it struck eight times, the swallow-tailed man adjusted the dress he specially wore, and his brown hair was as shiny as if he had just applied shoe polish.

However, in the next second, after seeing the stock price on the bulletin board, he suddenly deflated like a deflated ball.

The companion watched his expression as if he had fallen from heaven to hell, and couldn't help but stare curiously, but he was also stunned for a moment-the stock price actually fell to the limit.

From the peak to the bottom, it took less than five seconds.

The people around immediately exploded, looking at each other in disbelief, and a fierce quarrel broke out in a short while: "What's going on? Could it be that the old Duke of Clarence is playing with us?"

"What I see is that the old duke is not willing to share the dividends with us common people at all, and deliberately set up a trap to trap our money. It's pity that we are still like fools and went straight into his scam."

When the crowd was furious, the manager rushed out to maintain order. Faced with their doubts, he could only smile and explain: "A client suddenly sold half of the stocks in his hand, which happened to be issued by the Duke of Clarence. [-] shares. As a result, the stock price fell instantly, and it has nothing to do with the old Duke, please don't vent your anger on the Duke and us."

He said it cryptically, but everyone understood the meaning.

That is to say, all of them, including the old duke, have been tricked by that Mr. Mysterious.

Taking advantage of the rising stock price, he quickly sold a large number of stocks in his hand, causing the stock price to drop instantly to force a stop, sell at a high price, and increase his position at a low price, in order to manipulate the financial market. One person set off a storm involving many people.

In this way, the old Duke Clarence suffered a blood loss, and his group was cut off with leeks, and the bright gold coins flowed into the pocket of that mysterious gentleman.

But even if it has nothing to do with interests, this game is too bold to play.

After all, it was the old Duke who he had offended. If this player behind the scenes was found out, he would never be able to appear in England for the rest of his life.

Everyone couldn't help but feel more at ease when they thought of this, and the old duke stood up for him, not afraid that that person would not get retribution at all.

They can't wait to watch a bloody show.

However, at this time, the instigator of all this is leisurely basking in the sun in Paris on the other side of the strait.

Ivy always likes to stand by the Seine River to blow the wind, and the painter beside Yu Guangli is concentrating on creating. The rubbing sound of the brush sliding across the canvas can be heard subtly, as quiet as if immersed in the deep sea.

She could already imagine what happened at the other end, and the expression of the stubborn old prince who was so angry flashed in her mind, she couldn't help but bend her lips and laugh out loud.

It's so fun to fool a superior person like this.

"Miss Ivy." A hoarse male voice suddenly sounded behind him, his tone seemed urgent, with obvious unwillingness.

The corner of her mouth couldn't help but curl up even more, look, there's another one.

She turned her head casually. "Oh, Mr. Frederick?"

The moment her eyes touched him, she deliberately smiled innocently, "What are you doing?"

However, the long-haired young man's face looked haggard, his original light blonde hair looked even whiter, and the black and blue around his eyes revealed the gnashing of teeth in his heart.

Although his tone was still pretending to be casual, Ivy quickly caught the hatred in his eyes, and she was staring at herself intently with that dark cloud.

"You're such a good gamer."

"That can't be helped." Ivy shrugged, leaning against the marble railing beside the bridge, "This hobby is innate, forgive me for not getting rid of it. I am a pure pleasure criminal, and I like to observe your troubles and pains as a reward." happy."

"You are happy, but are you not afraid of Duke Clarence's anger?"

"Treat me with this?" His voice fell, and Ivy suddenly raised her eyebrows and laughed, "You are too stupid. If I fear him, I won't be Wellesley."

"What's more..." Her tone suddenly sank, her eyes switched to sharp ice blades, cutting straight at his face, "This is the end of offending me. Since you dare to cause trouble for me, you should do it well The consciousness of being punished. Oh, I forgot to tell you, I only sold [-] shares, and there is still half of it."

Ivy watched his face turn from angry to pale, and his voice couldn't help trembling a little, it seemed that he was afraid.

"What exactly do you want?"

Ivy supported her head and said, "I said, I will let you jump into the Seine River yourself. But I don't think a human life seems necessary, and you still have some value."

She approached and raised his chin heavily. Although the person opposite her was a head taller than her, in the eyes of outsiders, she was still like a queen punishing her servants.

"what do you want to do?"

"Aren't you very good at disguising?" She laughed, "I want you to disguise yourself as a poor man and mix among the workers of my opposite family, stir up anger, and instigate them to strike. They are already suffering from exploitation and meager income. If you are short of this fire, it will burn quickly."

The author has something to say:

That is to say, I will join V soon, and I will take a day off tomorrow to prepare for the [-]D update.

As I said, there must be chariots in this article, and the heroine is a black lotus with the utmost pleasure, capable of anything.

After all, how can an adult's love not play wild.As long as you don't get provoked, I'm ready.