Chapter 1117

"Fuck your mother!" Xiao Liuzi was always someone who would rather use his hands than his mouth. He raised his fist and swung it toward Fan Jie's face, which made him feel disgusted.

"Snap!" Zhang You was quick-eyed and fast-handed, grabbing Xiao Liuzi's wrist.

Fan Jie was startled and hurriedly took two steps back. Seeing Xiao Liuzi being stopped, he became arrogant and laughed wildly again.

"Come, hit here." This guy raised his hand and patted his own face, "If you have that piece of meat growing in your crotch, hit here. If you don't have it, can I go?"

Xiao Liuzi took a deep breath and suddenly laughed: "Whether I have that piece of meat growing below, I know it myself. It's your little worm below that everyone knows. It's lucky enough to have stayed on you for over twenty years without being pecked away by a sparrow."

Fan Jie was exposed, and his face sank immediately, as if ink could drip from it. His eyes were gloomy, looking quite terrifying.

"Ha!" Zhang You laughed: "Go, go, go, I'm almost starving to death, hurry up and go in to eat."

Xiao Liuzi raised his head provocatively and was pulled inside by Zhang You.

Fan Jie suppressed the anger in his heart: "Wait to collect the corpse for that idiot surnamed Song. When the time comes, I'll see if you can still laugh."

"Big Brother!" A guy beside Fan Jie said viciously: "Tonight, should I take the brothers..."

"No!" Fan Jie waved his hand: "Now is not the time to create extra branches. After feeding that guy surnamed Song with peanuts, then we'll clean them up."

At this time, two people were sitting in a private room on the second floor, about the same age, around forty.

One was fair and clean, wearing glasses, wearing a standard old-style cadre suit, with a fountain pen in his upper pocket.

The other had a thin figure and bronze-colored skin. If you looked closely at his hands, there were thick calluses.

The two sat opposite each other. If they wore those tall hats, they would be the legendary Black and White Impermanence.

"Old Du, why did you suddenly run to Ganzhou to find me for a drink?"

Old Du, the fair and clean one: "I went to the Ganjiang provincial capital on a business trip. You've been transferred to Ganzhou for almost a year, and we haven't seen each other again, so I asked for two days off to come over and see you."

Saying this, Old Du looked at the opposite side, his tone somewhat gloating: "Old Liu, why do I feel like you're not doing very well here?"

"Sigh!" Old Liu sighed: "From the day I embarked on an official career, I knew how cruel interpersonal relationships and interest entanglements were. But I never dreamed that it would be even more cruel here."

"I drive to work every day, looking at the clean streets, always wondering why the people are so dirty. They only know how to smile at bright and shiny political achievements, and have never truly cared about whether the ordinary people's lives are easy or not."

"They sit in their offices all day drinking tea, leisurely looking at the reports submitted from below, but never truly listen to the voices of the ordinary people, not even once."

Old Du put away his smile, picked up his wine glass, and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

"The world is bustling for profit, and the world is bustling for profit—it says it all about human disputes, and it also says it all about human interest entanglements. Therefore, it's not the people who are dirty, but the human heart."

"If a person is dirty, they can be washed clean, but if the heart is dirty, it cannot be washed, and even the blood in the body will turn black."

Old Liu was silent. For a time, the two stopped talking and just drank.

I don't know how long it had been, Old Liu sighed again.

"I am in charge of mining safety, but I can't manage anything. Once something happens one day, I have to be the one to take the blame."

Old Du said: "This doesn't look like your personality, so depressed."

Old Liu smiled bitterly and shook his head slightly.

Old Du pondered for a moment: "If you really can't open up the situation, go find the old leader and talk about it, and get transferred out."

"Sometimes I've thought about it too." Old Liu picked up his wine glass and took a sip: "But I'm not reconciled. I was the one who requested to be transferred here in the first place, so how can I have the face to see the old leader?"

Old Du tapped his sparse hair, looking helpless: "You, your face isn't very fair, but your skin is quite thin."

Old Liu picked up a piece of food, put down his chopsticks: "Mainly, leaving in such a disgraceful way will become a hurdle I can't get over for the rest of my life."

"You and your stubborn temper." Old Du said helplessly: "You ponder it yourself. Don't let it be that when something really happens, it's too late when the blame is pinned on your head."

"Don't talk about these things." Old Liu raised his wine glass: "Drink!"

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Xiangjiang, Huayuan Capital. Zhuo Qihua looked at more than ten traders, their hands tapping on the keyboards, and a smile appeared on his face.

On the second day after Zhou Andong came to Xiangjiang, he also ran back. When he heard that someone had offered a 100,000 US dollar bounty for Zhou Andong's life, he was excited and wanted to add another 100,000.

But he had just bought a piece of land in Yangcheng. If he dared to do this, he didn't doubt at all that as long as he dared to step into the mainland again, Zhou Andong would dare to kill him, so he gave up this tempting idea.

Then, he also noticed white sugar futures. After all, he is a famous rich man in Xiangjiang, how could he not play futures? Feeling that white sugar would skyrocket, he raised funds without hesitation to enter the market.

Immediately after, he discovered that the short side was luring long. After analysis, the short side's market maker's plate wasn't big, so he immediately made a decision, raised 600 million US dollars overnight, and planned to eat the short side in one bite.

Sure enough, he was controlling the market all day today, and the other side's short market maker hadn't made any moves. I reckon they were also raising funds. But it doesn't matter, the turnover rate today was greater than 3%.

Tomorrow he will continue to increase volume and pull up, attracting followers. He really wants to see how much capital the short market maker has.

Emperor Financial Company!

At the very last moment of closing, Green slapped the table hard, and then laughed wildly.

"I said, white sugar still has a lot of room to rise. The previous fluctuation was the market maker clearing the market. Look, today's closing price is 223.6 pounds per ton."

The young man surnamed Liu was pondering. Actually, until now, he still insisted on his previous point of view, but today's market really made him a bit confused. Suddenly, a main force intervened to increase volume and pull up the stock price. Could it be a short squeeze?

Kedun, this boss, was in a very good mood and slapped Green on the shoulder heavily.

"Green, my buddy, don't worry, I will definitely reward you well."

Green felt his bones were two taels lighter. He had been in the financial industry for over ten years and had never had such a highlight moment as today.

It was just that once he thought about the fact that he was no longer a man, his good mood was gone, and the hatred for that woman rushed to his heart.

Bitch-born, don't let me find you, otherwise I must let you know what it means to be worse than dead. I can't be a man, and you damn well don't think about being a woman again.