Chapter 73 Counterfeit goods

When Mr. Jiang returned to the conference room, the stock price of Qiling Heavy Industry had undergone earth-shaking changes. It was crushing Ganges, the Phoenix stock that everyone praised, in a short period of time. Within an hour, the Jiang Group made a huge profit of [-] million yuan.

Losing to this kind of girl who has not been weaned, the ten shareholders would not hand over their shares even if they were beaten to death.

Jiang Luoluo tilted her head, her eyes were filled with coldness, "If you hand it over yourself, or if I force you to hand it over, the consequences may be a little different.

Although I'm only the CEO in name, I already know all about the dirty things you guys do behind the back of the group. Once I make those things public, don't say that Jiang's group can't stay, I'm afraid the entire Yan Kingdom won't have a place for you place. "

Those ten shareholders looked at me and I looked at you, as if they were really afraid that she would expose their old background, and honestly handed over their shares one by one.

The next day, Qiling Heavy Industry turned around in the stock market, and the financial sections of major media reported that the once notorious nymphomaniac turned on the screen dominance mode, and even the stock gods favored her. Invite her to dinner.

After Jiang Luoluo completed the [-] million target, he sold all the shares of Qiling Heavy Industries.

A few days later, Qiling Heavy Industry's stock price plummeted, even worse than before, and there was no possibility of a reversal. Jiang Luoluo's divine prediction made her once again a man of the hour in the financial sector.

The bidding conference is coming soon, Mr. Jiang and the board of directors negotiated repeatedly, and finally finalized the bidding reserve price.

The night before the meeting, Jiang Luoluo had nothing to do and sat in the room alone to draw.

Her painting is still the scene of him walking in the hazy mist and rain, but it is different from the one left in the foggy forest. There is no mask in that painting. The beautiful magnolia flowers seemed to be floating with a dark fragrance, and the small flowers on her heart quietly took out their buds.

"Master God matches the mask well? Hehe, can I kiss you? If you don't say anything, then you agree." Jiang Luoluo bent down and kissed the person in the painting lightly on the cheek.

At this moment, the phone rang suddenly. Jiang Luoluo took out the phone and pressed the answer button, "Brother Xingchen, what happened?"

Through the screen, she seemed to be able to hear Ji Xingchen's faint sigh, "Miss, have you watched the video?"

Jiang Luoluo frowned, she asked puzzledly, "Video? What video?"

"There is a small video on the Internet saying that the real Jiang Luoluo is dead, and now you are just a... fake."

Ji Xingchen said the last three words very quietly, but on the other side of the phone, there was a girl's cheerful laughter like a spring, "Those people are so good at writing, it's a pity not to be a screenwriter. Netizens read it What was the reaction after this video?"

Ji Xingchen said with a worried face: "There is a lot of scolding in the comment area. It doesn't matter what the truth is. The important thing is that the netizens believe that this is the truth. Now not only you, but even the Jiang Group has become the target of public criticism. Starting this afternoon , a group of people went to the company to make trouble, and the security guard shot and injured someone, and this matter accidentally appeared on the hot search again. I am worried that if the situation continues like this, the stock price of the Jiang Group will plummet. Tomorrow's bidding..."

(End of this chapter)

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