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Chapter 140 The Abandoned Wife of the Nouveau Riche in the 90s (34)

Mo Haoran patted him on the shoulder with a smile: "Then trouble brother, I'll check the car first, after they finish loading the coal, we'll set off...we'll get the money when we get to the city..."

At this time, passbooks cannot withdraw money across regions. In order to avoid trouble, they withdrew the money first and took the huge sum of money on the road.

Li Minglang nodded with a smile: "Then I'll go to my uncle to follow the car."

But he hesitated, "Well, brother Haoran, I asked for leave three times last month. I promised my uncle and I will go to work this month and strive for full attendance, so, can I mention you later?"

"Of course, I have a thick skin. It's okay not to mention it. My uncle can't do anything to me, otherwise he can't pass my mother's test..."

Mo Haoran smiled and said: "Yes, it's not a big deal, but don't make too much publicity."

He looked for Li Minglang, and he also knew that although this young man was young, he had a relatively keen sense of money.

The truck driver knew what Li Minglang often went to Shanghai for, and also saw that Li Minglang was willing to spend money, so he felt that he made money by playing stocks.One by one secretly followed the trend to buy stocks, but they didn't have Li Minglang's research on stocks, and they didn't understand the principle of how to stop when enough was enough. They all suffered a big loss and didn't dare to touch it again.

And after their publicity, Li Minglang became an ignorant "gambler".No one is bullish on the potential of the stock.

Furthermore, Li Minglang kept his mouth shut and didn't reveal a single word that he shouldn't say. Except for Mo Haoran and Li Minglang's close relatives, no one knew how much this young man made in half a year.

After Mo Haoran left, Li Minglang explained a few words to the comrades in the office, and hurried to the deputy director's office with his bag.

"Uncle," Li Minglang called out softly when he saw that there was no one in the room.

Hao Xuemin felt a headache when he saw his nephew came to look for him with a bag on his back just after work. Before Li Minglang could speak, he said directly: "No, Minglang, when you came to ask me for leave last time, what did you say?"

Li Minglang clasped his hands together, said with a flattering smile, "Uncle, I've been studying it for the past few days, and the stock price is slowly falling, and it's almost time to bottom out and rebound."

"I don't have anything to do in logistics, why don't I go out with the car, and I'll bring silk scarves and clothes to my aunt later... Summer is here, it's time to change seasons!"

Hao Xuemin's forehead twitched with anger, "Li Minglang, do you know how hard it is to find a job now?"

"Many factories are on the verge of closing down, and so many workers have been laid off. Although you are just a small clerk in the logistics department, many people are staring at you."

"Besides, this time, Manager Zhao from the sales department will follow, so there won't be so many people following the car... And whoever goes there as often as you will come in rotation..."

Li Minglang said directly: "Then I ask for leave, can I take sick leave? I'll go to Shanghai to see..." Before the word sick came out, the eraser thrown by his uncle hit his forehead.

"It's dangerous to follow the big car, and your mother knows that I agree with your leave, so she can scratch my face!" Hao Xuemin persuaded earnestly.

Li Minglang said with a smile: "Uncle, this time I will follow Brother Haoran's car, and Brother Haoran will also buy stocks this time!"

Mo Haoran is a well-known name in Zhou Yan Town.He helped the comrades in the bureau to handle many cases secretly.

On the bright side, he is often given a silk banner with great fanfare for helping others and saving them in distress.

Mo Haoran is not only courageous but also resourceful. If you find him, there is nothing that cannot be solved.

When Li Minglang just came to class, he looked too delicate, and was once abducted and trafficked as a woman by human traffickers.Hao Xuemin begged Mo Haoran.

Without further ado, Mo Haoran cooperated with the comrades in the bureau to investigate the case, and rescued the traffickers in time before they got off the train.

Otherwise, Li Minglang would have been sold to nowhere.

When he arrived at the place, if the traffickers found out that he was a man, Li Minglang would probably end up with a severed limb and be thrown under the overpass for begging!

Seeing that Mo Haoran was involved, Hao Xuemin was surprised, "Minglang, are you talking about it in front of your brother Haoran all day? This stock is a kind of gambling, but if you bet ten times and lose nine times, you are not doing harm to others? "

Li Minglang quickly waved his hands: "Uncle, it's really not me, I know the seriousness."

"Since I entered this business, I have never taken the initiative to pull other people to speculate in stocks. Even though I want to take Brother Haoran with me, I am not [-]% sure. If someone loses money, is it because I do something bad with good intentions?"

"Brother Haoran came to me in a hurry, and I also want to go to Shanghai, so I'm not here to ask you to ask for leave, or apply for a follow-up car?"

Hao Xuemin was in the office with his hands behind his back, frowning and walking around. For about ten minutes, Li Minglang couldn't wait any longer, so he took a deep breath and took out the passbook from the safe.

Li Minglang's eyes widened, and he said with a muffled smile, "Uncle, are you saving money behind your aunt's back?"

Hao Xuemin patted him angrily, "You also know that your aunt likes to go to her mother's house if she has anything, and she doesn't live like this... I can't get the bonuses and extra money I earned through hard work, and she also takes them to her own house." go?"

"This is the old book I have saved for more than ten years, and the password is..."

Li Minglang took the passbook indifferently, and seeing the money on it, he couldn't help counting the zeros: "Fifty-six thousand? All right, uncle, have you saved so much quietly?"

Hao Xuemin smiled and said, "It's all a business brokered by me. I remember everything, but there is no corruption or bribery."

Li Minglang asked again: "Uncle, how much do you want to invest this time? I can tell you that the stock market is risky. If you want to play this, you must make sure that you have wasted your money, and you will not feel distressed to death. "

"Without the psychological preparation to resist risks, I advise you to go to work honestly and don't toss the coffin book away."

Hao Xuemin glared at him, "Doesn't your uncle understand better than you? Anyway, it's my private money, which is almost the same as the money your aunt gave to her mother's house behind my back."

"You just help me, follow Haoran to cast all together!"

Li Minglang was stunned for a moment, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "Uncle, to what extent do you worship my brother Haoran blindly? I went to Shanghai to buy stocks, but you don't agree. Why did my brother Haoran try to buy for the first time, but you have to be blind?" Follow the trend? Go all-in?"

Hao Xuemin sneered: "This is your stupidity. Haoran is a safe person. He doesn't touch these things lightly. Since he wants to buy it, he must have researched something."

"I'll take a gamble, risk and return are inversely proportional."

"Anyway," he sighed slightly, "anyway, your aunt has been tossing a lot lately, and I feel aggrieved and panicked. I'd rather lose all the money than make her any less cheap!"

(End of this chapter)