Dragon King Hall

Chapter 33 H Street God

"Stop pretending to me!" Kong Shu opened the stock software on the tablet, "I want to see, why are you pretending here, the stock I'm talking about..."

Kong Shu's voice stopped abruptly at this moment.

At this moment, on the tablet in front of him, the stock numbered 08752X has changed from scarlet red to dazzling green, which is a symbol of the lower limit, that is to say, all the money invested in this stock will It is tightly locked inside and cannot be taken out.

"This..." Kong Shu took a deep breath, his eyes filled with disbelief, "Impossible! Impossible!"

“Nothing is impossible.” Henry Zhang chuckled, his phone rang at this moment, he picked up the phone, turned on the power amplifier, and the voice on the phone rang.

"Boss, this stock is worse than I imagined. I thought I could buy 100 million yuan, but when it reached 70 yuan, the other party couldn't help it and locked them in. I guess this kind of courage is those rookies who just came out of school. , the methods of defrauding money are so low.”

The body of Kong Shu sitting there trembled slightly. The voice on the phone was like a thorn piercing into his heart. The theoretical knowledge he was proud of was just a rookie in the eyes of others. , not worth mentioning?
"Okay, that's the end of the matter, you arrange someone to recover the money, find out the people behind, and you can figure out how to deal with it." Henry Zhang hung up the phone, and didn't ask Kong Shu to do anything, It was as if the bet just now did not exist at all.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly fell into a strange silence. Kong Shu sat aside, his face full of embarrassment.

Qin Rou looked left and right, and didn't know what to say.

At this moment, the door was opened from the outside.

"The teacher is back!" Qin Rou suddenly got up from the sofa and looked towards the door.

Outside the gate, a middle-aged man who looked to be in his 50s was walking into the house with a bag of vegetables. The man had a straight body, and his whole body was filled with an indescribable aura.

Qin Rou walked forward happily, and took the dish from the middle-aged man, "Teacher, you are back, this is the person I told you, Henry Zhang, Henry Zhang, this is my boss..."

"Hello, we meet again." Henry Zhang smiled at the other party.

"It's you...it turned out to be you..." The middle-aged man looked at Henry Zhang with a dull face, and murmured.

Qin Rou looked at the appearance of the two of them, feeling very puzzled, "Teacher, do you know Henry Zhang?"

"I don't know." The middle-aged man shook his head, "I don't know his name is Henry Zhang, I only know his other name."

"Another name?" Qin Rou subconsciously looked at Henry Zhang, and heard the teacher's voice ringing in her ears.

"The God of H Street was born when the international financial stock market was facing a collapse. He used 130 million magnesium gold to complete 50.00 stock transactions in just two months. He built a position for the first fund for shorting CDOs. He designed a complicated fund operation mode, shorting dangerous CDOs while buying cheap CDSs, when everyone thought he would lose money When he was homeless, he successfully reversed the situation and made his income increase by 19%! At that time, he became a legend on H Street and established his own macro hedge fund, which is now the world's number one The position is unshakable. At that time, he was only [-] years old. I had the honor to meet him once. He told me that the reason why he met me was because I had been involved in charity and did not ask for anything in return. Only then did I know his real name, Henry Zhang.”

"The God of H Street..." Qin Rou looked at Henry Zhang, her eyes were full of shock, she didn't doubt the teacher's words, because the teacher, there was no need to lie to her.

"Yes." The middle-aged man sighed, "He is the legend of the entire H Street, but, when he was the most dazzling, he disappeared from everyone's sight, and he donated all his wealth to donated to the Red Cross to help those children in impoverished mountainous areas.”

The middle-aged man’s eyes were on Henry Zhang, and his eyes were full of relief. This was the way he used an older senior to look at the younger generation. He was very fortunate that in the hot summer, in his own motherland, there was such a person as Henry Zhang who was involved in charity , and people who do not ask for anything in return.

"All donations..." Qin Rou is completely speechless now. She has always thought that she is already very enthusiastic about charity, but now she realizes that compared with Henry Zhang, what she has done can only be said It's just a drop in the bucket.

"Xiaorou, I didn't expect that you and Henry Zhang could meet together. If I guessed correctly, you two met in the orphanage, right?" The middle-aged man looked at Qin Rou with a smile.

"En." Qin Rou put her hands in front of her lower abdomen and nodded.

"Okay, don't stand still, I bought some stuffing today, let's make dumplings, Henry Zhang, I have quit the financial world now, and I am older than you, Xiaorou is just like my daughter, from now on we will be Now that we are a family, I will call you by your full name, and if you don’t mind, just call me Uncle Kong.” The middle-aged man raised the dish in his hand and said with a smile.

“Okay, Uncle Kong.” Henry Zhang smiled slightly, “I’ll roll the skin fast, you guys.”

"Okay!" The middle-aged man responded heartily, "Xiaorou, come and help me."

"Oh." Qin Rou lowered her head, her little face flushed, followed behind the teacher, and when she entered the kitchen, Qin Rou stretched out her little hand and tugged at the teacher's sleeve, "Teacher, what are you talking about, what kind of family?" .”

"Haha, isn't it a matter of time?"

Henry Zhang finished eating at Teacher Qin Rou’s house, and then returned home. It was already eight o’clock in the evening, and the clouds in the sky were burning red.

As soon as he entered the house, Henry Zhang saw Sylvia Lin sitting on the sofa with a sad face, and Milan was not seen in the living room.

"Boss Lin, what's the matter?" Henry Zhang walked over and asked with concern.

"You don't understand the company's affairs." Sylvia Lin covered his forehead with his small hands.

"Mood will affect people's body, try to relax, I'll pour you some footwashing water, you look very tired these days." Henry Zhang comforted, ran to the bathroom to fetch a basin of warm water, and then squatted in Sylvia Lin In front of him, he picked up the pair of jade feet and put them in the water.

After a few days, Sylvia Lin was a little used to Henry Zhang massaging his feet, and he had to admit that Henry Zhang’s massage techniques were really good. Every time he massaged, he would feel relaxed and sleep soundly.

The evening news was on the TV, Sylvia Lin’s cell phone rang, and the caller was Secretary Li.

Sylvia Lin glanced at the phone first, then at Henry Zhang, and picked up the phone, "Secretary Li, how is the communication with her?"

(End of this chapter)