Chapter 604 Chapter 606, Nailed

"Mr. Wang, do you know how much Lianxiang was originally worth?"

"80 billion Hong Kong dollars!"

"Haha... I didn't expect that Mr. Wang is also a person who often pays attention to financial news.

Yes, Lianxiang Group had a market value of HK$80 billion last month. Now, the stock price has plummeted, and as of yesterday, the market value is only HK$28.1 billion.

Mr. Wang, do you know why this is? "

"Hey, I know this. Damai Technology prohibits you from using the mouse on Leanxiang Computer."

"Well, yes, that's true!

But Mr. Wang, misfortune lies on the back of good fortune, and good fortune lies on the back of misfortune. When Damai Technology was in trouble for Lianxiang, it also gave Lianxiang an opportunity to make a fortune. "

"Oh, Mr. Liu, please tell me..."

"Mr. Wang, Lianxiang originally had a market value of HK$80 billion and now has a market value of HK$28.1 billion. If Damai Technology, headed by Sun Hao, suddenly announces that it will lift the ban on Lianxiang..."

“Lianxiang’s stock price will definitely rebound quickly!”

"That's right!

Mr. Wang, let me ask you again, if we spend 1 yuan to buy Lianxiang’s stock before Damai Technology announces the lifting of restrictions, how much net profit will we make after they announce it? "

"Well, it's about two dollars."

"Haha... Mr. Wang, I didn't expect that you are an expert in fortune-telling and are equally good in mathematics.

Okay, let me ask you again, if you spend 1,000 yuan to buy Lianxiang stock, how much net profit will you make?

If you spend 10 million to buy Lianxiang stocks, how much net profit will you make?

If we enlarge this amount further, how much net profit will you make if you spend HK$2 billion to buy Lianxiang shares? "

"Hiss..., a net profit of 4 billion Hong Kong dollars!

Hey... Mr. Liu, please stop painting a pie for me. Even if I want to buy Lianxiang shares, I don't have the money. "

“If you don’t have money, it’s easy!

I'll find a few friends in Hong Kong to lend it to you. Not to mention the principal of 2 billion Hong Kong dollars, even if you borrow 5 billion directly from them, these guys can also borrow it.

Now, the key is, how can we get Sun Hao to agree to let Lian Xiang go? "

"This, it seems, is quite difficult, right?

I heard from a well-connected friend that the struggle between Damai Technology and Leanxiang was discussed in a group of 25 people, and the conclusion above was to ignore it. "

"Haha..., your friend is right, but it is precisely because of this that you have the opportunity to make a fortune, brother!

4 billion Hong Kong dollars, man, when will you see so much money in this life? ! "

………

In the luxury box, Wang Lin was thinking about the scene a few days ago while staring at Sun Hao without blinking.

It wasn't that he was impressed by Sun Hao's handsomeness, but that Wang Lin wanted to see something different on the young director's face.

Did he believe what he said just now?

However, he was a little disappointed. After watching for a long time, Wang Lin, who claimed to know countless people, could not read any valuable information on Sun Hao's face.

Of course, it may also be because Sun Hao is using his mobile phone to send messages to others.

[Boss, the situation is not good!

There are actually seven groups of people near Fulinmen Hotel. If you have nothing important to do, hurry up and come out. 】

[Liu, Lin, Li, and Yang, the four super-rich people in Hong Kong all eat here, so it’s appropriate that there are people nearby to protect them. 〕

【no!

These people should be well-trained agents. At least I saw colleagues from the original unit, um, doing surveillance. 】

[Wang Jiangang, are you sure? 〕

[As long as you dare to give us a salary increase of 10,000 yuan, we dare to guarantee it with your head. 】

[Okay, starting from today, everyone’s monthly salary will be increased by 10,000! 〕

After sending the text message calmly, Sun Hao raised his head and shook the phone in his hand at everyone.

"Sorry, everyone.

Since the crew is still in Taiwan, there are some things that have not been dealt with clearly, so I will explain them via text message. "

"Haha..., it's okay!

Director Sun Hao, we all know that you are very busy. "At this time, the person who spoke was the second young master of the Li family. After speaking, he raised the red wine glass.

"Thank you for understanding!"

Sun Hao also raised his glass and took a small sip.

It’s okay to pretend to be drunk by drinking red wine. If you want to drink to your heart’s content, haha... you have to go to Erguotou in China.

"Director Sun Hao, to tell you the truth, I believe this. Even if I miss it now, it will eventually come back to you. But if it is not yours, if you insist on holding it in your hands, I estimate that I will also suffer from it.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t have been running to Thailand all day long to beg the White Dragon King. "At this time, the person who spoke was Lin Jianyue, the chairman of the board of directors of Uniasia.

"Hmm..." Sun Hao thought for a moment, then pointed at Wang Lin and said, "Mr. Lin, Mr. Li, I believe in fate, but I don't believe in him."

"Haha..." Wang Lin laughed.

The man named Liu was indeed right. Sun Hao, the grandson, despite his young age, was as cunning as a fox.

"Director Sun Hao, this is the first time we have met. Believe it or not, we are destined to be together. Even if we are destined to be together, let's have a drink together..."

"slow!"

Seeing Wang Lin trying to pick up the wine glass, Sun Hao immediately stopped him.

"Mr. Wang, I heard that [63 Prophecies] is your masterpiece?"

"Yes, in order to alert the world and save all sentient beings, I told a little bit of what I saw."

"Do you speak English?" This sentence was spoken by Sun Hao in English.

"Uh..." Wang Lin was immediately confused.

Why doesn't Sun Hao follow the rules? You speak in bird language, how can I understand you? !

Fortunately, Liu spoke at this time.

"Master Wang, Director Sun Hao means that you can't speak English, so why are [63 prophecies] written in English?"

"Oh..." Wang Lin breathed a sigh of relief.

"So that's what Director Sun Hao asked?

I told Du about the major events that I saw in the next few decades in Mandarin, and then asked Du to upload them to the Internet in English. After all, there are more things happening abroad in the prophecy."

"Hehe..., how can I know that what you said is true when there is no evidence." Sun Hao sneered and continued to question.

"Director Sun Hao, you are wrong!

It's not that there is no evidence, but that Du is not dead!"

"Ah..." Sun Hao was shocked.

"Yes, Du is not dead." Wang Lin pretended to be profound and said: "If my deduction is correct, he should be in Tokyo, Japan at this moment, receiving the protocol-level treatment of the government of that country."

"Impossible!"

Sun Hao expressed doubts about this.

"Believe it or not?"

Wang Lin smiled lightly and suddenly put his hands together.

"Then..., I will ask the master another question. If you can give me a satisfactory explanation, I will believe you."

"It's the same sentence as before. Believe it or not, but I am happy to give Director Sun Hao some advice."

"Thank you!

Among the [63 predictions], 62 have the exact time and location of the event, but why is there only the keyword [Twin Towers World Trade Center] in the seventh one, but no exact time of occurrence?"

"Haha..." Facing the question raised by Sun Hao, Wang Lin laughed again.

"Director Sun Hao, let me ask you a question. Are there Chinese people in the events of the first six predictions?"

"Well..., yes!"

"So I am very concerned. I tried to see the exact location and time of the event."

"So you mean there are no Chinese people in the Twin Towers World Trade Center in New York?"

"I can only say that I can't feel the Chinese atmosphere!"

"Haha..."

After Wang Lin finished speaking, Sun Hao laughed and applauded.

As expected of a senior charlatan, his words are irrefutable.

…………

The night of Hong Kong Island, the lights are dim, the lights of the traffic are so bright that sometimes people can't see the "future direction".

The advertising signs on the street are "working" all night, as if urging the people of this city to work hard.

Looking up, in the crowded buildings, with the cold white lights, you can occasionally see a touch of deep blue in the sky.

Just like that, in the night, Sun Hao took Li Jiaxin's hand and strolled in the alley.

"Haozi..."

"Hmm?"

"Are you really going to let Lianxiang go?"

"Didn't I just say that?

I have to ask a few fortune tellers if I really need to be kind in order to avoid the coming disaster."

"What if it is?"

"If it is, I have to give up. People can't fight against fate!"

"Well, that's what I said, but I always feel that Liu Da and his people have bad intentions. It seems that they are just waiting for you to give in so that they can buy Lianxiang's stocks!"

"Haha..., smart." Sun Hao laughed.

"Then..., I will buy it too. When will you give in?"

"You can't buy it!"

"Why? I want to make money too." Li Jiaxin shook Sun Hao's arm.

"Some time ago, when I was filming in the United States, I met a good friend named Taleb through Harvey Weinstein. Well, he is the founder of a hedge fund. You should transfer 20 million US dollars to him early tomorrow morning and let him help you make money. He seems to have a lot of opinions about the US stock market recently."