Rebirth of the big boss: Miss slaps her face online every day

Chapter 249
Feng Pingping calmly sat on the sofa and poured herself a cup of tea.

"I knew you would think so. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes at the securities company, I wouldn't have believed it. So many people in the securities company listened to Yicai's words, and each of them made at least one hundred and eighty thousand yuan. Said Yi is the young stock god, otherwise so many people would be fools?"

From Feng Pingping's description and the securities company's sending a car to take her home, Lin Hong felt a little shaken in his heart. Is this Feng Yicai really so amazing?

Who wouldn't be tempted by money, Lin Hong has been worrying about money all day long, if there is a good way to make money, of course he is willing.

"Then see how much you can earn tomorrow."

Feng Pingping also agreed to observe first.

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Feng Yicai has been living in a securities company recently, because he is afraid of being plotted and robbed, after all, he suddenly has so much money.

Although he talked to everyone during the day and was full of confidence, he was actually nervous inside. After seeing that only the security guard was left in the securities company, he hurriedly called Lin Jiu.

"Jiujie, this stock has been rising for so many days in a row. I have already made a lot of money. Should I sell the stock now? After all, I have made a steady profit. I still remember the last time I lost all my money because of greed. So now I’m terrified.”

Lin Jiu's voice came from the phone, "It can still go up, don't panic, trust me."

Feng Yicai believed in Lin Jiu very much. Since Lin Jiu said that it could still go up, he would certainly continue to hold it. After all, greedy people will never be satisfied.

The next day.

The stock of Bincheng Development once again rose by the limit.

Lin Jiu was in his room, looking at the red rising curve on the laptop screen, the corners of his lips raised.

Because the time to close the net is approaching.

She called Li Dazhuang and asked him to sell all the shares of Bincheng Development.

Five minutes later, they received an excited call from Li Dazhuang, and the villagers made five times as much money.

Lin Jiu asked Li Dazhuang not to publicize the fact that he made money in stocks.

Then she went to the corner of the room and took out the jar of rat tails.

The Feng family was almost finished, and Lin Jiu didn't need these rat tails to count the number of people, so he opened the window and threw the pot into the garden.

At this time, Lin Jiu, who was standing at the window, saw Feng Pingping coming back from the outside, and went into the room and screamed at Lin Hong, "It's gone up! It's gone up!"

In the living room, Lin Hong's eyelids twitched. Last night, he specifically asked friends in the financial circles in Bincheng.

Recently, a young stock god appeared in Bincheng, and he made tens of millions from a principal of 1000 yuan.

According to his momentum, it won't be long before he can surpass the stock god Buffett.

Today, the development of Bincheng is skyrocketing again, and more and more wealthy businessmen in Bincheng have handed over money to Feng Yicai, entrusting him to buy this stock.

"Old Hong, Yicai was originally a high-achieving student, but he never had a chance. Now that the stock market has fully demonstrated his talent, do you think we should invest more money?"

Lin Hong has been in business for a long time, so he is more cautious.

He just asked Feng Pingping to entrust Feng Yicai to speculate in stocks with the money he earned recently, and he didn't move the principal of Lin's group.

The rest of the Feng family was different, they sold everything they could, and even borrowed money, forcing Feng Yicai to help him speculate in stocks.

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Lin Jiu in the room closed his laptop and suddenly remembered Huo Shen.

Did he really go to the imperial capital by leaving without saying goodbye?

Lin Jiu picked up the phone, but Huo Shen still didn't reply to WeChat, and the phone was turned off.

Suddenly, the principal of Bincheng No. [-] Middle School called and asked Lin Jiu to go to the school to fill in his volunteer application before school was over in the afternoon.

Lin Jiu didn't really want to go to school. I heard that the No. [-] Middle School specially hung up her photo and pulled up banners to celebrate her becoming the number one student in the national college entrance examination.

(End of this chapter)