The Expensive Ex Wife of a Wealthy Family

Gu Yan shook his head and said nothing.

The identity of Graphite Chen was only known to his family and a few uncles, and even fewer people in the juniors knew... even Yan Yan didn't know it.

Naturally, he felt that something was wrong with Mo Chen, and it was impossible to talk to Wang Xiao about this.

When Wang Xiao saw that Gu Yan didn't want to say, he didn't ask much.

Man, asking about it is caring, not gossip?

Seeing that Gu Yan didn't want to talk, he naturally stopped asking.

"I'm going out first," Wang Xiao said, "There will be a meeting in half an hour, don't forget."

"Will you not need me?" Gu Yan immediately curled his eyebrows, "11 I have a bad appetite these past few days, I plan to buy some vegetables and cook earlier!"

"..." When Wang Xiao heard it, he grinned immediately, "It's great that you have a pregnant wife. The class is not doing well, and this meeting will not open...Are you the president, or am I?"

"You are the president's special assistant!" Gu Yan took it for granted, "have you still not understood what the special assistant means? It's the kind that the president can use as the president because of unexpected circumstances, such as opening a..."

"Well!" Wang Xiao felt his head hurriedly stopped, "You put away your perversions! Damn! When the laborer went to high school, how did he go blind and feel like doing it with you? Good friends?"

Wang Xiao regretted that he had come to the emperor for an interview six years ago. He really wanted to vomit blood once.

Oh shit!

No wonder he is getting thinner and thinner now, and he is becoming more and more incompatible with the nickname "Fatty".

What's so special is that the enslaved have no time to enjoy it, which leads to the consumption of body fat and no time to accumulate!

"It is estimated that you were really blind at that time." Gu Yan raised his eyebrows, not ashamed, but rather proud.

"I hehe you!" Wang Xiao rolled his eyes, with a painful expression of "I really don't want to say any more", and turned and left the president's office with a collapse.

At the moment the door was closed, he turned around and pointed at the door with two middle fingers.

At this moment, he could hardly hate that a few hands could be more enjoyable than the middle finger.

...

Ohai City, Emp Stock Exchange Charge Center.

Dozens of computers are operating at the same time. Traders stare at the data displayed on their respective computer screens, and analyze and report in time when there is any situation.

Long Chuheng stood in front of the big screen with his hands in his trouser pockets, staring at the data on the screen that had been cut into four square grids, and gradually curled his eyebrows.

"Someone is behind the scenes." The manager's voice is solemn, "At this time, it is easy to fall into the trap and be supervised by relevant departments."

Today is an era of rapid development of information, which is different from when Emp was founded.

If the movement is too large, it is easy to cause supervision of the relevant parts, which will be very troublesome.

"It won't work if you don't move..." Long Chuheng's voice was calm, "If this continues, the opening tomorrow will make many investors lose confidence."

The manager naturally understands this truth, "It is estimated that someone received the wind and knew that Emp was going to drop the order and wanted to take the opportunity to make some money."

"This step has to be taken all the time..." Long Chuheng's voice was calm, and Junyi's face didn't have much expression. The natural domineering that belonged to the Long family alone, at this moment, looming faintly, "Do it!"

The manager is still a little worried, "but in case..."

"I will deal with it." Long Chuheng said, motioning to Xia Xiaoying.

Xiaoying nodded, turned around, and fetched the computer.

As a descendant of Long Xialuo, Long Chuheng was once said by Long Xialuo, and he was most like him.

Whether it is character or every aspect, he is extremely close to him.

The only difference is that the growth environment creates some irreversible things.

For example, Long Xialuo basically grew up in XK. Although he was in school many times, he was not so restrained by Long Chuheng who had been trained as a candidate for power and had not lived on Long Island since he was a child.

After taking the computer, Long Chuheng directly connected to the line of the stock exchange and switched to the background of operation.

When a group of traders moved, he also moved at the same time...except that what he did was not something that could be put on the surface.

Even if, in fact, what the trader is doing at the moment is something that cannot be put on the table.

Time, a little bit passed.

Emp is busy here, compared to this, the atmosphere in the premium VIP box at Scarlet Casino is so serious that the air is condensed.

Graphite Chen's slender fingers pinched a dark blue chip in his hand and turned it slightly, occasionally touching the flannel countertop, making a very small sound.

However, even now, in the solemn atmosphere at this moment, the voice seemed extraordinarily loud.

"Also... follow?" Graphite Chen looked at the middle-aged man holding a handkerchief and wiped his sweat on the opposite side, with a thin smile on his mouth, and asked.

The man looked at the cards that Graphite Chen had opened, and then at his own. The sweat on his forehead was already a bit dense.

"Do you still want to blow me up like before?" The man gritted his teeth.

There were two before, and the guy with the bigger card slammed him. The hole card was really good, and it was completely scumbag.

With this one, does he want to repeat the trick?

Graphite Chen's beautiful lips twitched lightly, "Yes, I just blow you up, do you follow?"

"..." The flesh on the man's face began to twitch because of Gite Chen's words.

Whether this person is words or expressions, you can't tell the truth from the fake.

The man looked at his chips and cards, his hands seemed to start to sweat.

"By the way..." Graphite paused deliberately, put down the chips in his hand, and took out the cigarette and lighter. "If you lose, it won't be fun."

The man's small eyes stared, trying hard to endure his anger.

Graphite Chen ignored him, and only heard the sound of ‘dang’. After the steel lighter was bounced off, he ignited the smoke while sliding and sparking.

Obviously it's just a very ordinary action, especially for men, the usual is the same as eating...but because of such ordinary actions, people feel very oppressive in their hearts.

The man still has no choice whether to follow or not to follow.

Do not follow, deduct the card, and the next hand will be more passive.

And... if he loses, then he will lose not only the bargaining chips, but also everything he has played in this life.

Graphite Chen stopped urging, smoking a cigarette, playing with a steel lighter in his hand, turning his slender fingers around, as if the lighter had become soulful.

Just when a cigarette was about to bottom out, Graphite checked the time in the morning, it was already five in the afternoon. He twisted his eyebrows, sat up slightly, and while smashing the cigarettes in the ashtray, he wondered: "It's too long and haven't decided yet?" In his tone, he was a little impatient and disgusted. People to eat."