Chapter 583: Money and power!

Shanghai, Huanghe Road,

in a private room, Doctor Wu, who had returned, was livid, his face looking very ugly.

Looking at Doctor Wu, the person sitting on the side said, "Doctor Wu, what did that small-time crook say? Why are you so angry?"

"What did he say? That small-time crook is here to fight us to the death, bringing two hundred million!"

Speaking with annoyance, Doctor Wu's face showed a solemn expression.

"What? Two hundred million? Really? Do they really have that much money?"

Speaking in disbelief, the other Qilin Society members were dumbfounded, because in this era, what was the concept of two hundred million?

It was basically equivalent to the funds gathered by more than a dozen big players!

"Far East Investment? Do they really have that much money? They aren't trying to scare us, are they?"

Looking at Doctor Wu in surprise, the person beside him hurriedly asked.

"Whether it's true or false, won't we know when the time comes? Find someone to keep an eye on the stocks they buy, and when the time comes, give this group of people a lesson so they don't think we're vegetarians!"

Speaking angrily, Doctor Wu also spoke with a gloomy face.

Hearing Doctor Wu's words, everyone's faces also showed solemn expressions, looking very serious.

After all, this time, the other party was here to find trouble. If they were cowardly, what would happen to the Qilin Society in the future?

So they must fight a beautiful counterattack, regardless of whether the other party had two hundred million, but they had to stand their ground!

Located in a Western-style building on Huanghe Road,

when Qiang Mujie of Southern National Investment learned of this news, he was also stunned.

Because he had heard the news from a few days ago; after all, Far East Investment losing twenty million here was no secret.

But he didn't expect that Far East Investment was also short-tempered; having lost money here, they immediately turned around and killed their way back. This time, they even brought ten times the funds to the field, not afraid at all!

"General Qiang, do we need to contact the people from Far East Investment? After all, the three-sheep stock..."

Looking at Qiang Mujie before him, the assistant hurriedly asked.

Hearing the assistant's words, Qiang Mujie couldn't help but tap the table and say, "Wait a bit! Forget it, I'll go there myself!"

Although he was worried about his stock war with A-Bao, he was even more afraid of the suddenly crazy Far East Investment. After all, they were mad dogs; what if Southern National Investment was targeted? Then he would be miserable.

Thinking of this, Qiang Mujie immediately picked up the phone, intending to contact the person in charge of Far East Investment.

In the luxurious hotel room,

Wang Qiming looked at Zhang Cheng, his face full of solemnity as he said, "This is great, I told you to restrain yourself, and now it's all exposed. Two hundred million, how could you show your trump card like that?"

"Everyone isn't a good person; why do they think they are the representatives of justice? And I'm the villain?"

Biting his cigar with annoyance, Zhang Cheng's face was full of disgust.

After all, what the Qilin Society did wasn't anything glorious; they were manipulating the stock market!

After the reputation spreads, when the Qilin Society says which stock will rise, will no one believe it?

But after really buying it, who is the unlucky one? Isn't it still those ordinary people!

Everyone understands the principle of passing the parcel, but who can escape a greedy heart?

What Zhang Cheng is doing now is trying to find a way to fight the Qilin Society. Regardless of victory or defeat, Zhang Cheng wants to completely suppress them!

Otherwise, who will have the final say in this market in the future? Is it his Qilin Society?

However, Zhang Cheng isn't a righteous person either. He has his eyes on the Qilin Society's money, and the Qilin Society hasn't necessarily not wanted to dig his heart out!

So both sides have the same goal!

"I don't care what you think, but now our funds have been clearly known by the other party. Do you think the Qilin Society can come up with money to contend?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng suspiciously, Wang Qiming couldn't help but ask.

"Two hundred million shouldn't be a problem; after all, there are big players inside. But who told you I only have two hundred million?"

Turning his head to look at Wang Qiming, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but sneer.

"Hmm?" Looking at Zhang Cheng in shock, Wang Qiming couldn't help but be astonished: "How much did you rob—pfft, how much did you take back then?"

"Besides that street, I have about nine hundred and seventy million in my account!"

Speaking indifferently, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but spit out a cloud of thick mist.

After listening to Zhang Cheng's words, Wang Qiming stood there stunned: "How much? How much did you say?"

"Nine hundred million, almost a billion. Is there a problem? Cousin!"

Looking at Wang Qiming beside him, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but speak up.

"No, Cousin, how long have I been gone before you? You didn't go rob again, did you?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in shock, Wang Qiming didn't even hide what he had done in New York back then.

"Just a matter of a bearer security, three hundred million!"

Making a gesture that there was no problem, Zhang Cheng had a face full of smiles.

Hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Wang Qiming gasped: "I shouldn't have come back early; I should have waited for you. How much money did I miss out on..."

But looking at Wang Qiming beside him, Zhang Cheng asked suspiciously: "No, are you not satisfied with life now?"

"Very satisfied, very satisfied, how could I not be satisfied!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with a face full of smiles, Wang Qiming hurriedly explained.

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"Satisfied is fine. I'll call Old Qiu tomorrow and transfer another two hundred million from the bank. This time, I want to let this group of local tigers know what the hell 'money and power' means!"

Patting the table, Zhang Cheng's eyes were full of coldness.

The stock game, to put it bluntly, is a collision of funds. If you have more money than the other party, you have seized the initiative.

As for what to do if you don't have enough money? That's even simpler. Who told you that stocks must be won in the stock market to count as winning?

You kidnap shareholders, spread fake news—can't you achieve the effect this way?

However, Zhang Cheng doesn't approve of playing like this in the Far East, because it's easy to encounter a brick hitting the back of the head!

Rabbit:...

According to Zhang Cheng's temper, if he lost a million, he should have brought a grenade launcher to their door, let alone twenty million! But now he can be so rational, all thanks to him being in the Far East, where reason overcame his lack of brains!

Otherwise, the people of the Qilin Society would have had to learn self-rescue in the Huangpu River that night!

"Brother Zhang, Qiang Mujie of Southern National Investment is here!"

Walking to Zhang Cheng, Wang Lei looked at him as he was making a phone call and immediately spoke up.

Hearing Wang Lei's words, Zhang Cheng waved his hand and said, "Let him in!"

Before long, when Qiang Mujie entered, he immediately discovered Zhang Cheng sitting in the main seat—unusually young and handsome, as if he had a unique temperament born with him.

Hanging up the phone, Zhang Cheng looked at Qiang Mujie and said, "What does Southern National Investment want with Far East Investment?"

"It's not Southern National Investment looking for you, but me looking for you!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng before him, Qiang Mujie didn't exaggerate, his face full of respect.

"Oh, interesting? I remember you are the general manager of Southern National Investment here, right?"

Looking at Qiang Mujie playfully, Zhang Cheng rested his chin and couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

"Right, I am the person in charge of Qiang Mujie here. I hope Mr. Zhang can do me a small favor in a few days!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng before him, Qiang Mujie couldn't help but smile.

"Interesting. You want to play with A-Bao, but have you ever thought that doing so much might make you prey for others?"

Looking at Qiang Mujie teasingly, Zhang Cheng leaned down and said.

"That's why I hope Far East Investment won't interfere with the three-sheep stock!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng seriously, Qiang Mujie became solemn.

After listening to Qiang Mujie's words, Zhang Cheng rested his chin and said, "Give me a reason!"

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