I pamper the little baby in 80

Yu Yan Yu Yan Yu Yan

The old god Yuan Hongjun took a sip of tea, shook his head and said, "I'm afraid not. I have already made an appointment with someone else to do business in partnership, and all the funds have been used to buy goods. I'm afraid there is no surplus."

Yuan's mother came this time, but she didn't ask for the room or the money. She was so angry that she finally left cursing.

Yuan Hongjun looked at the backs of the two leaving, shrugged indifferently, locked the door of his house, and went to the stock market.

In less than half a month, the skyrocketing stock market will face a cliff-like decline. After government support, there will be a small increase, and finally plummet.

Many people lost their worth and lives. This year is a legendary year in the stock market.

For several days in a row, Yuan Hongjun and Fan Ze were in the stock market together until after the market's mark broke 8. Although it continued to grow wildly, Yuan Hongjun and Fan Ze had quietly sold all the stocks in their hands and sold them to the stock market. All the funds are safe, even if there are three or four days of increase in the future, Yuan Hongjun is not ready to take risks.

There is no guarantee there are eyes around here. If he really sells the day before the limit, I am afraid that it will attract the attention of interested people. After a few days like this, the two of them will sell the stocks in batches in batches. Pay attention and make a fortune in silence.

It took the two of them three days to go to several stock markets before they sold all the stocks in their hands. When they got home, Fan Ze and Yuan Hongjun checked the deposit certificates in their hands, and couldn't help but secretly click their tongues on the numbers.

Van Zebarra's fingers were counting the money, his eyes were almost as big as a bull's.

"Brother, brother, I'm not dreaming, this is two, two thousand..."

Yuan Hongjun leaned proudly on the sofa, with a cigarette in his mouth, he held Fan Ze in his arms, and said in a calm voice, "2,316 million."

In the past few months, Yuan Hongjun has invested all his net worth, and with huge profits rolling over, it has now reached an astonishing number.

In today's era of 10-yuan households and million-yuan households, the two of them already have a worth of tens of millions, and Yuan Hongjun has also successfully accumulated the original capital.

He vigorously dragged Fan Ze up, walked to the window and pointed to a somewhat dilapidated area in the distance, and made a generous statement: "It won't be long before this area will become a place where every inch of land in the entire Demon City will be expensive. With our commercial buildings, top-level commercial buildings, and even land real estate, we will do what we want to make money in the future."

Fan Ze was deeply fascinated by the blueprint drawn by Yuan Hongjun. He followed the direction of Yuan Hongjun's finger and looked out the window, as if he could imagine those scenes, and he couldn't help but smile foolishly.

Alas, if a person makes so much money at once, he can't wait to snicker under the covers. It's just that Yuan Hongjun has a cautious temperament, and he still lives an ordinary life as usual.

They neither bought a car, nor changed furniture and electrical appliances, nor even went to buy clothes on purpose. The two bought some delicious food as usual, and sat at home to eat in a muffled voice. Yuan Hongjun and Fan Ze planned their future living together. place.

With the current net worth of the two of them, it would be a breeze to buy a house anywhere in Shanghai.

In his previous life, Yuan Hongjun didn't like single-family villas and high-end apartments very much. Instead, he liked the down-to-earth courtyards. It would be pleasant to grow flowers and vegetables in the garden, raise cats and dogs.