Mr. Mu's exclusive love

Chapter 1055 Epilogue (25)

On the screen, M Moser's stock has risen another six percent.

It’s no wonder that Xinghuai Town’s performance has improved, and the North American branch’s official statement has been issued, proving that M Moser’s North American branch does not have any materials that exceed the standard. After the review, if there is no objection, their management rights will be restored.

Each piece of such good news proves that M Moser is about to get out of the trough.

At this time, M Moser's stock price is only two-thirds of what it was before, and everyone knows that this price will definitely rise.

Who doesn't want to earn money?

Small investors, big investors, funds from all walks of life... have been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, and immediately flocked into the market, all wanting to get more M Moser stocks in their hands before the stock price rebounds.

The direct result of this is that M Moser's stock soared sharply, and then it became more and more eye-catching. The more funds were invested, and then the price was raised again...

In such a repeated cycle, M Moser will jump a new number almost every few minutes.

Seeing the rising numbers, Chen Ziming felt more pain than cutting his flesh.

When he grabbed the phone again, he almost wished he could get in through the phone, fly to the other side, and ask for the money back.

However, as soon as the dial button was pressed, the phone flickered and the screen went dark.

"Oh shit!"

Chen Ziming finally collapsed, stood up, and threw the phone to the ground.

In fact, this time, I really don't blame anyone else, it's just him calling too much and running out of battery.

Ignoring the broken cell phone on the ground, Chen Ziming rushed downstairs angrily, grabbed a bottle of wine from the wine rack, didn't even bother to use the glass, pulled off the lid and stuffed it into his mouth, gulping down a few gulps.

After drinking half a bottle of wine, Chen Ziming raised his hand and threw the bottle out.

"Bastards, all fucking bastards!"

bell--

On the coffee table, the phone rang.

Chen Ziming ignored it, but the bell kept ringing as if he wasn't about to give up at all.

He walked over angrily and grabbed the receiver.

"Is this Mr. Chen Ziming?" the other party asked in English.

"Who the hell are you?" Chen Ziming asked cursingly in English.

"I'm the manager of Y&L Private Equity, Mr. Smith."

As soon as Chen Ziming heard the words "private equity fund", he hurriedly grabbed the receiver and apologized to the other party in a low voice.

"I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to scold you. I just said something wrong for a while. I'm really sorry. When will my money be in place?"

"It's like this. Today is just the time for us to make accounts, so I'm afraid it won't work today. I will transfer the first installment to your account on time before eight o'clock tomorrow morning."

"But it's stated in the contract that the money will be paid to me within two days!" Chen Ziming cursed angrily.

"Yes, the contract does state that within two days, but it is within two working days after the contract takes effect. Today is Friday, and I will transfer the money to you immediately next Monday morning."

"I don't care, I want to get the money now!" Chen Ziming yelled.

The other party still maintained a gentle tone, "But my colleague has already left work for vacation, and I won't be able to see him until Monday. Then we will see you on Monday, Mr. Chen."

Before Chen Ziming could respond, the other party had already hung up the phone.

"Damn it, you damn Yankee!" Chen Ziming was so angry that he slammed the phone on the table, "Give me the money earlier and you will die, bastard... bastard..."

(End of this chapter)