Chapter 1067: Avalanche

Avalanche "Everyone, this moment is a critical moment that can decide our life and death. Before we figure out all the situations, please do not spread this news!"

Mr. 5 Million looked at these people on the side of the road, "Once the news leaks, it will be very difficult for us to sell the stocks in our hands on Monday."

"Perhaps Monday is a critical day for us. Whether we can leave smoothly and leave without being hurt depends on how slow the market's reaction is!"

"You should know what I am saying, and the meaning I want to express, so..."

He pursed his lips, "Please keep this secret for the time being."

"I have already asked someone to investigate the situation of the mines held by Hope Mining in Lapa, and I think there will be results soon."

"If you don't mind, I think we should still discuss and discuss how the next things should develop best."

Most people had already lost the ability to think normally at this moment. Facing Mr. 5 Million's logical speech, they all finally chose to support it.

Soon they gathered together, returned to the building they were in before, and sat down anxiously in a hall.

Mr. 5 Million sat beside the host, "I have a friend who has some contact with the Imperial Chamber of Commerce. Now the Imperial Chamber of Commerce has great influence in Lapa, and they can find out the real situation of these things for us!"

Actually, he didn't tell the truth. It wasn't "he has a friend," but a friend of a friend of his friend had some contact with people from the Imperial Chamber of Commerce.

To ask such people who are not his friends to do things for him, he also needs to pay a considerable fee, and also have to involve a favor.

But to obtain the real situation, these payments are still worth it.

Besides contacting this person, he also contacted his lawyer, hoping that the lawyer could fix Hope Mining's assets as soon as possible and not let them cash out and flow out.

As long as these assets are still in the country and still belong to them, at least he has a way to find some compensation from inside.

It is unlikely to be all, but there is no problem with a part.

Someone inserted a sentence at this time, "Sir, why didn't you ask someone to investigate before?"

This is like an accusation. If Mr. 5 Million had investigated the real situation of Hope Mining early, perhaps everyone could avoid this loss.

Everyone's expression was undergoing subtle changes. Mr. 5 Million frowned, "First of all, I have no obligation to investigate the real business situation of this company and then inform you."

"Secondly, the period when Hope Mining developed most rapidly was precisely the period when Lapa's domestic civil war was most chaotic."

"Under these circumstances, it is very difficult for anyone to do a detailed investigation, only after the civil war ends."

"Finally, what the fuck are you, to be able to accuse me?"

He said while looking at the host, "Either you kick him out, or I leave!"

Now people still pin their hopes on Mr. 5 Million, so naturally, they won't let him leave, so the only one who can leave is the person who accused Mr. 5 Million.

People in extreme anxiety and panic will subconsciously find excuses for the mistakes they made to avoid things that can stimulate them, such as pain, failure, and the emotional pain brought by death.

Pushing the responsibility to others is the best way.

But clearly, he miscalculated this time. Mr. 5 Million is not a person who is easy to provoke.

The host nodded. He looked at that person, "I know you, and I also know some of your specific situations. You have three children, cherish the life you have now."

"If I let me know who leaked today's news, I guarantee that he and his family will regret coming to this world!"

The host is clearly a person who has a way, otherwise, it would be very difficult to gather so many people together, and Detelan's big capital often has some relationship with gangs.

Gangs are really the best props in the world. Anyone, any class, can use them.

From people who have nothing in the slums asking the gang members who are active at their door "I encountered a trouble," to those high-ranking masters proposing to the gang leader "There is something that needs you to do."

They are distributed in every stage of society, every class. Perhaps this is why gangs in the minds of Federal people at this time are of the same nature as the police.

A period when gangs are rampant due to policies and needs.

However, all this will end soon.

Mr. 5 Million can invest 5 million, so he must have the ability to protect his own property. Perhaps he also has some friendship with gangs.

The card-face figures in gangs during this period often have the same status as stars. They will be known by people and then worshipped.

So Mr. 5 Million's threat is not a kind of intimidation, but a threat that truly has the possibility of execution! The gentleman who was kicked out by him had blue and red alternating on his face, finally apologized to Mr. 5 Million and actively left. The atmosphere in the room also solidified somewhat.

In order to liven up the atmosphere, the host actively asked, "I am very presumptuous to ask, can the person you found figure out these situations in a short time?"

Mr. 5 Million nodded, "I believe he can do it."

He has confidence, so the host didn't continue to ask this question, but put the topic on the handling of subsequent matters.

Twenty minutes later, Mr. 5 Million's friend called. Mr. 5 Million answered the phone, and his face was also constantly becoming worse as the time he held the receiver became longer.

When he put down the phone, his expression had already sunk to the bottom.

"There is a very bad piece of news. I think it might not be able to be hidden soon."

Under the urging of others, he said at a slower speed, "Just now I asked my friend to inquire over there. There are two mines I remembered the names of. They said they were mines that had long been abandoned and were bought by Federal people two years ago."

When saying this sentence, Mr. 5 Million's expression was already somewhat unable to hold up. This 5 million is not just his own, but also his friends' and clients'.

He might be held accountable by his friends and clients—don't look at how well it was said when signing the contract, saying that losses are borne by oneself.

But if such a huge loss really appears, his friends and clients will definitely not really bear it themselves. They will try every means to transfer the "harm."

The expressions of others also became very bad at this moment. Someone squeezed out some ugly smiles, "Maybe... only one or two are like this?"

Mr. 5 Million shook his head and gave them a number, "If you still don't want to believe this fact, then you can call and ask them to ask, but remember to pay others a commission."

Two hours later, news kept coming back, and they were all bad news.

Hope Mining bought a large number of mines that had stopped production in Lapa at a very low price and disguised these mines as if they were still being mined.

In fact, these mines had long stopped production. They bought ore from other mines, pretending that they were pushed out from the mine cave. The site also left some things left by "disguise."

"Another scam!", Mr. 5 Million leaned on the sofa, without any image, like the kind of half-lying and half-paralyzed appearance.

A loss of 5 million, even he can't hold it.

"Now the most important thing for us is to find a way to maintain the current situation, use all the resources in our hands, and sell as much as we can after the market opens on Monday."

"Regardless of the price, as long as we can run away, the loss for us will be less."

"Even if it is just running away one hand, it is equivalent to us recovering the loss of one hand now."

"Besides, everyone, please mobilize your energy and find a way to suppress the spread of the media..."

"Today is the weekend, there is less than 24 hours left, we may not have no chance!"

Originally, the mood fell to the bottom, and Kuber, who was already desperate, ignited hope again. When he turned to look at the stockbroker beside him, he found that the other party had been soaked by sweat.

It is not hot yet, and he shed so much sweat, which is really somewhat surprising.

The distorted smile on the stockbroker's face also made Kuber feel something wrong. He shook this guy who is now his friend hard, "What's wrong with you?"

"Do you need to go to the hospital to see?"

"I think your state is not quite right."

The stockbroker turned his head to look at him, the corners of his mouth twitched twice, seemingly wanting to laugh, but his appearance was even uglier than crying.

His neck moved stiffly twice, and then he moved his gaze away, "Nothing, just a bit unable to bear hearing this news."

Kuber's own mood was also clearly in a low state. He didn't pay too much attention to his good friend's mood changes.

He didn't know that the stockbroker believed in the so-called "landing and picking up guests" statement of those people.

Before, someone said that this panic-selling-led market decline was an opportunity for all those who didn't get on the plane to re-board the plane, and the subsequent performance was indeed as they analyzed.

When the fear of investors losing their minds began to subside, the market returned to calm, and the stock price began to climb again.

The stockbroker regarded it as the greatest opportunity of his life, none of them.

So he not only mortgaged the houses, cars, and everything valuable he had obtained through his efforts over the years, but also carried out financing outside.

He wanted to make a big one and earn enough money for this life at once.

He didn't tell anyone, including Kuber.

He was once very struggling because he and Kuber had a very good relationship recently. If he told Kuber about the financing, with his understanding of Kuber, Kuber would definitely also carry out financing.

It is comfortable for two people to get rich, but... I don't know why, he is more willing to get rich alone, and then take Kuber to make money together.

He wanted to occupy a dominant position, whether it was understanding of the industry, contacts, or hard strength, he wanted to dominate this friendship.

So he added a heavy bet.

Actually, if it were a normal rise and fall, he wouldn't be too afraid. At worst, he would clear his position in advance. With the money he earned now, he could not only pay back the financing money but also earn a large sum of money! But the problem is, now the stock has a big problem, it is very likely that he doesn't even have the opportunity to sell his own stock, which means he will owe those financial companies a large sum of money.

He knows the recovery methods of these financial companies too well. They can make him live better than die!

In the past, he always warned others to be careful of risks in transactions, and as much as possible not to finance, not to play with leverage.

Although earning more, one also has to face the risk of leverage multiples.

The return is indeed increased by several times, but the risk is also the same.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, he actually fell into it himself.

However, he was still comforting himself. Mr. 5 Million was right. As long as he ran away after the market opened tomorrow, when everyone didn't know what exactly happened, he still had a chance to escape successfully.

After this meeting ended, everyone had no mood to stay and continue talking, and all left here, waiting for the arrangement of fate in anxiety.

Early the next morning, Kuber and the stockbroker came to the exchange.

There were 20 minutes left before the market opened, but the exchange became somewhat extraordinarily lively. Kuber hadn't reacted to what happened, but the stockbroker realized the seriousness of the matter, or something wrong.

Now not only are there many well-known traders, there are some presidents of brokerage companies, and many reporters. They seem to be talking about something.

The stockbroker found a circle he knew and leaned over. He pretended to be calm and greeted these people, "Hi, do you have any big news?"

He pretended to be very relaxed, but others could still see some of his wrongness, some tension, more or less.

A friend he knew laughed and said, "Hope Mining exploded last night. The Financial Management Committee issued an announcement overnight, and now all stock trading is frozen to avoid more victims entering the market."

"Your face is so pale, you wouldn't already be inside, would you?"

Recently, the stockbroker has been operating this stock with his clients, which is not a secret in his circle of friends. He also boasted about this matter more than once to people.

He helped his clients achieve amazing returns of doubling, two times, or even three times their wealth in just one or two months.

This also made many clients actively hang under his name.

Who can refuse a stockbroker who can help them make money?

The more clients he pulls over here, the more clients others lose over there.

The better he performs, in the circle, in the company, it means others are more incompetent.

In an environment dominated by playing with money, no matter what your opportunity is, people will smile.

Hypocritical fake smiles, or sincere mocking smiles!

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