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Remedial classes on Saturdays and classes on Sundays. When the new week comes, Tang Xin steps on his way to the campus. Sun Dao, who is carefree and uninhibited, Cheng Mu, who hums songs all day long, and Ye Qiu, who interprets the tranquility and beauty in a calm and peaceful way. With the tepid and cynical Tang Xin, this small group has always walked in unison, living a boring life in the eyes of ordinary people.

Xia Qingying waited outside the community for Tang Xin with a bad mood. Tang Xin explained to her a few words and gave her a bag of money before waving goodbye.

Watching the backs of these four people gradually go away, Xia Qingying suddenly felt sour in her heart, complaining in her mind that she was born a few years earlier.

Wang Hongcheng, who used to be so bullish on campus, is now in a bad situation. Maybe he is still concerned about the bet on his test scores. He always feels that people around him are looking at him with dirty glasses, even if it is a casual look, they seem to be contemptuous. He failed to fulfill his bet.

For this person, if Tang Xin couldn't see him, it would be as if he forgot. In this silly and naive campus, Tang Xin really didn't get serious with anyone.

Small punishments, big warnings, warnings and threats, [-]% of them are jokes, if you are serious, you will lose.

Although Qiu Qiang is Qiu Daosheng's son, he has no business experience, and Tang Xinxin thinks that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers is a derogatory term, at least he thinks so, and Qiu Qiang is probably in this state now.

When he bought Putan Pharmaceutical, he was so ambitious that he had a chance to win. Only a week later, he was worried, for fear that the dealer would withdraw and the stock price would fall.

"Tang Xin, tell me the truth. When will I sell it? I've made almost 40 now. Can I sell it?"

Qiu Qiang didn't know whether it was anxiety or the excitement of making money, his facial muscles were tense, and being around Tang Xin was as devout as praying to a god.

"What are you selling? Get there early! It will go up again."

Sun Dao despised Qiu Qiang in his words and expressions.

His words made Tang Xin realize: Sister Xue's 4 yuan must have been spent on Putan Pharmaceutical.

The pressure builds up bit by bit.

Tang Xin would not despise Qiu Qiang, the mentality of worrying about gains and losses would often be manifested at this time.

"Now the general trend is favorable for the banker. The banker will not withdraw so early. I will give you the news when it will be sold."

Be sure to consider the impact of the market trend in the stock market, otherwise it will easily attract the attention of the China Securities Regulatory Commission.

The more famous one is the "May [-] tragedy" that year. After the stamp duty was raised from one thousandth to three thousandths, the market plummeted, and more than [-] stocks fell by the limit. The daily daily limit of the stock price finally attracted the attention of the China Securities Regulatory Commission. After intervening in the investigation, several insider trading and financial institutions in disguise were uncovered.

Stocks are not afraid of rising. Many individual stocks have created a mythical upward trajectory, but flowers need green leaves to stand out from the crowd. When the overall market plummets, individual stocks rise instead of falling, and the exaggerated increase is too eye-catching. , red is always more eye-catching than green.

After the market fell a while ago, the stock market is now recovering, and the stocks that rise and fall every day are evenly divided. At least the momentum is stable and they are constantly winning back the confidence of investors, so Putan Pharmaceutical is not too big among them. conspicuous.

For four days in a row, Tang Xin went to and from school on time, and checked the stock situation when he got home.

This week, probably the retail investors in Tianhai City who were bewitched by Xu Minghui saw the trend of Putan Pharmaceuticals last week and entered the market one after another. The influx of funds pushed up the stock price of Putan Pharmaceuticals every day until Thursday afternoon. , has risen to a price close to ten yuan.

After sorting out some materials at home, Tang Xin called Ye Qiu to suspend his study for one night after dinner, and then drove to Dongming Garden.

It was rare for Xia Qingying, who was away from home without Jing clothes, to stand at the gate of the community. The pure black knitted dress was quite stunning. Tang Xin got out of the taxi and saw her.

"Dress up, and you can also become a model instead."

Tang Xin tsk-tsk his mouth, and complimented tactfully.

The corners of Xia Qingying's mouth slightly raised and her eyes were smiling. She seemed to be in a good mood instantly. She pointed to the coffee shop diagonally across the road and suggested, "Go there for a drink?"

Tang Xin turned his head to look, and then looked at the brightly lit night, the bright moon was shining in the sky, and the stars were shining brightly. If there was no noise, it would be quite poetic.

However, he still shook his head and said, "If I go back late, my family will be worried. The things are here, and you can give Captain Li another credit."

Xia Qingying's good mood in less than a minute ended suddenly, she took the file bag in a dispirited manner, waved her hand angrily and said, "Then you go."

As expected, Tang Xin got into a taxi and walked away as she wished.

Looking down at her attire, Xia Qingying walked into the community dejectedly, and muttered sullenly, "I'm an idiot! I'm an idiot! Why did it take so long to get dressed?"

Just as she was feeling sorry for herself, the cell phone in her pocket vibrated, she took it out and saw it was a text message.

"It's easy to get old when angry, and the effect on beautiful women is at least twice as high."

After reading the text message, she couldn't help laughing again, Xia Qingying really had nothing to do with Tang Xin.

After walking home and taking off the leather boots that took a long time to put on, Xia Weiguo, who was watching TV, stared at her curiously: "You have been tidying up in the room for more than an hour, and you went out for 5 minutes?"

Xia Qingying sat next to her father with a file bag, leaning back as if exhausted, and said weakly: "Stop making sarcastic remarks, I'm not in the mood to start a class struggle with you now."

Xia Weiguo has never been arrogant outside, but at home, especially in front of his daughter, he always smiles.

"What are you holding in your hand?"

Lifting the document bag, Xia Qingying regained her spirits, took out a recording pen from it, and flaunted it in front of her father's eyes.

Many children worship their parents, especially if their parents are successful in their careers.

As a newcomer in the public security system, Xia Qingying naturally hoped to be appreciated by her father.

She doesn't care about the two recent incidents, how much effort she has put in, anyway, after her hands, she can show off in front of her father.

Informing her father of the two incidents of Jinyun Company and Xu Minghui being suspected of spreading false news, Xia Qingying smiled and listened to the recording with Xia Weiguo, which recorded Xu Minghui's criminal evidence.

Xia Weiguo's smile gradually disappeared, and he asked calmly, "How do you know that Xu Minghui committed a crime?"

Xia Qingying said as a matter of course: "What Tang Xin said, as long as there is this recording, Xu Minghui is committing a crime. If the news he spread is true, then it is insider trading! If what he said is false, it is also spreading false news, which is also a crime. .”

Xia Weiguo nodded. The key is that Xu Minghui has a special identity. He is an employee in the securities industry. If he were an ordinary person, he would spread rumors at best.

"What are you going to do?"

Xia Qingying said casually: "Leave it to Li Jianxing tomorrow morning. I work in the provincial department, and I'm not a police officer. Of course, the matter here in Tianhai should be handled by the person in charge, and I will give him a credit for nothing."

Xia Weiguo praised her a few words, and then walked back to his study.

Sitting in front of the desk, Xia Weiguo lit a cigarette and fell into deep thought amidst the smoke.

Although he is the chief of the Public Security Bureau of Tianhai, a metropolis, he is self-aware and his political future is very bleak.

The reason is very simple. One is that the position of chief of public security has never been integrated into the mainstream of economic construction, and his political achievements have not been noticed.

Second, although Tianhai is not a political center like the Forty-Nine City, but in a big city ranked in the national economic ranking, the officialdom has always been turbulent. Although the powerful people here are not the crucian carp that crosses the river, they are by no means rare. Some people have problems with dirty hands. If Brother Gongzi commits a crime, he will be in a dilemma. If he is arrested, he offends others. If he is not arrested, those who lurk in the dark and wish for him to step down will use this as an excuse to attack him.

Therefore, Xia Weiguo sat in this seat like walking on thin ice, and he didn't expect to go any further. It would be good if he could spend every day in peace.

After smoking two cigarettes in succession, Xia Weiguo took out a phone from the bottom drawer on the right side of the desk, hesitated for a moment, and dialed it.

After the call was connected, Xia Weiguo exchanged a few pleasantries in a gentle tone, and then mentioned Xu Minghui cryptically.

"Uncle Xia, I don't know this Xu Minghui. But thank you."

The phone hangs up.

Tianhai City Commercial Street is located on the skyscraper built two years ago, the [-]-story Fortune Building.

In the office on the top floor, in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, a stalwart figure overlooked the brightly lit Tianhai City. The Vertu phone was shaking gently in his hand, as if he was hesitating whether to make a call.

"Brother Dong, are you still leaving?"

A young man pushed the door open, and in the almost empty office except for the desk and sofa seats, Dong Fu looked back and saw the sunny and handsome young man, and said lightly: "Ye Yu, I happened to be looking for you, something happened to Xu Minghui, Go check it out right now, start from two aspects, the first is Xu Minghui himself, and the second is Xia Qingying, Director Xia's news channel is his daughter, before the market opens tomorrow morning, I at least want to know exactly who Xu Minghui fell into. "

The smile on Bai Yeyu's handsome face was replaced by a serious one. He frowned slightly and asked, "Xu Minghui, someone moved him before us? When checking his background, he didn't have any enemies other than his debts. It's strange."

Turning around and standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with his hands in his pockets, Dong Fucai closed his eyes slightly, and said unhurriedly: "Guessing won't help, let's investigate, the plan has to be carried out in advance, and you can't be passive in anything."

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