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Chapter 151 The Abandoned Wife of the Nouveau Riche in the 90s (45)

This time it was Mo Haoran who dragged him to wander outside, "It's too hard to stare at the numbers here, let's continue wandering outside to see what gifts we can buy for our family when we go back."

Li Minglang nodded helplessly, looked back at each step, but was dragged out by Mo Haoran.

But neither of them was in the mood to go shopping, they just forced themselves to go to a nearby shopping mall, shopped from beginning to end, bought some things, and had another meal.They walked back quickly, and before they entered, they heard the sound of continuous boiling, and the hall was full of people, some were annoyed, some were ecstatic!
"Comrade, what happened?" Li Minglang asked, clutching his chest tightly, and patted the person in front.

The man still had a dreamy look on his face, and he said blankly: "It's gone up, why didn't I grit my teeth and borrow money to buy an electric vacuum? It was 91 in the morning, and it went up to 800 at noon. Now, Now it has reached [-] yuan!"

Hearing this, Mo Haoran and Li Minglang looked at each other suddenly.

Mo Haoran restrained his excitement and whispered, "Throw them all out!"

This time Li Minglang nodded hurriedly, and squeezed in with all his strength, afraid that he would be a minute late, and there would be no more of the 1 yuan left.

Nowadays, stockholders buy more and sell less, but the face value of a share of electric vacuum stocks is too large, and most stockholders can only look away and sigh.

Therefore, Mo Haoran and Li Minglang quickly threw out the stocks in their hands, and then quickly evacuated with heavy purses wrapped around them.After leaving the hall, they hurriedly mixed into the crowd, changed to three taxis in the middle to get rid of the people who were following them, and then returned to the guest house with lingering fear.

The heart of the two of them was beating fast at the moment, looking at the stacks of banknotes in the bag, it was not so dreamy in their dreams!
Mo Haoran's original 23 yuan became 400 yuan, a total of [-] stacks...

Hao Xuemin's 49 yuan became 2000 yuan, and Li Minglang's [-] yuan became [-] yuan!
"I, am I now a ten thousand yuan household? It's still more than 2 yuan and 6000 yuan..." Li Minglang hugged the three wads of money, and kissed him several times, "Brother Haoran, you are really amazing... "

Mo Haoran also shook his head with a smile. At this moment, he really felt that he had married a lucky baby and came back.

The money he has worked so hard to save for ten years is not as good as a word from his wife.

Manager Zhao still needs two days to complete the task and go back, and he doesn't necessarily go back with the car.

Therefore, Mo Haoran greeted him, and brought Li Minglang back overnight!

Li Minglang and Mo Haoran have a good relationship, and they usually go to the transportation team to practice driving. Now the two of them happened to take turns driving day and night. The original two-day journey was abruptly compressed into one day by them.

Seeing the entrance of the mining area, Li Minglang breathed a sigh of relief, "Oh, mom, I feel like I'm going to lose my life at any moment. We make money as if we stole it. It's really scary!"

Mo Haoran also let out a foul breath, "Who says it's not? I have a bit of kung fu, but no matter how capable a person is, he can't face a group of people."

They were worried along the way, but he said in a low voice: "The fewer people who know about this incident, the better. Good luck doesn't happen all the time, and we just happened to happen."

"If others think that stocks make money, won't it be our fault when they lose money?"

Li Minglang nodded repeatedly: "I don't even tell my mother, only you and my uncle know."

They have too much money in their hands, and it is better to hide it.

Mo Haoran patted him on the shoulder, "I'll go home after handing over the car, see you later!"

Li Minglang carried a bag containing more than 50 yuan, pretending to only put some special products in it, and greeted acquaintances as naturally as possible.

He walked steadily until he reached Hao Xuemin's office, and then howled silently a few times.

"Come back so soon?" Hao Xuemin was a little surprised.

Li Minglang locked the door inside, looked out of the window again, then pulled the bench and sat down next to Hao Xuemin, letting the desk block his bag.

He mysteriously opened the zipper, "Uncle, look!"

Hao Xuemin couldn't move his neck, so he leaned over to look, and what came to his nostrils was the touching smell of soft girls' coins, a pocket full of hundred yuan bills, bundles of which were particularly solid and gratifying.

"This..." Even though he hadn't seen the thickness of fifty-six thousand in his passbook, he knew that the money in his pocket was definitely much more than his fifty-six thousand. "How much is this? They are all earned by buying stocks?"

Li Minglang nodded vigorously: "That's necessary, uncle, what can your nephew do to bring you so much money?"

He was excited all the way and didn't sleep all night, but he was in good spirits, so he lowered his voice and told Hao Xuemin about the thrills of the trip in Shanghai.

Hao Xuemin's breathing also followed his words, sometimes holding his breath and sometimes panting heavily. When he heard that the face value of each share rose from 91 yuan to 800 yuan, his heart rose in his throat.

Even if he saw so much money, he was worried that his nephew would accept it without knowing it, and miss such a good opportunity to make money.

Fortunately, Mo Haoran was decisive, and both decisions were just right. He was steady not to sell at 200 yuan, and made a decisive move at 800 yuan.

The father and father digested the huge sum of money that fell from the sky, and it took a long time for Li Minglang to discover the gauze on Hao Xuemin's neck.His face changed, and he said angrily, "Uncle, what happened?"

Hao Xuemin waved his hands with a light smile, and told what happened after Li Minglang left: "Although I was injured a little, I divorced Jiang Xiaofang, Yang Yang belongs to me, and Jiang Xiaofang also gave up visitation rights."

"In the future, I will have nothing to do with her. What if I can end this marriage and take half my life?"

Li Minglang thumped the table resentfully, "Brother Haoran and I went to the city to withdraw money that day, and I happened to see Jiang Xingwang and a bunch of gangsters smoking at the door."

"I didn't expect him to know that I took [-] yuan for you, and I didn't expect him to move very quickly, poking that woman to divorce you, and even using a knife."

Hao Xuemin smiled and said, "Okay, the matter has been satisfactorily resolved, and we can live our own happy life."

Li Minglang nodded: "I met Jiang Xingwang when I was withdrawing money before, so this time I came back directly with brother Haoran, and did not deposit the money into the card."

Hao Xuemin hummed: "50 seems like a lot, but it's only fifty stacks, and each stack is only about one centimeter. How can it not be hidden at home?"

Li Minglang stuffed the bag directly to Hao Xuemin, and strode out, "Uncle, after you recover from your injury, treat me to a good meal!"

Hao Xuemin didn't stuff the two wads of money out of his hands, so he responded helplessly with a smile.

At this time, in his mind, he remembered that Shu Anyang asked him to divorce in time, only five days before and after. If he used the serious wound as an excuse, he deliberately ignored Jiang Xiaofang and let her suffer for a few more days in the iron cage.

Then, the money in his hand is likely to cause a lot of trouble!

(End of this chapter)