Stock Market *******

This book is a work of fiction and is for entertainment purposes only. It does not constitute any investment advice. The stock market is risky, so please be cautious when entering the market. [The ultimate slap in the face·High-burning and refreshing article] In Su Qingxue's eyes, I was that poor boy with no money and no power who could only draw lines in ancient books. On the night of the breakup, she held the rich second generation on her arm and lit a cigarette with my notes from "Gu Jing": "Your sincerity is as worthless as these outdated threads." I have a great enlightenment. It turns out that people's hearts are like stocks, greedy both ups and downs. From then on, everything was a line in my eyes. Use three years as a blade, hold on to a thread, join the sea of ​​shares, and become a god at the pinnacle of greed and fear among all living beings! Trillions of capital, listen to my orders. At the celebration banquet, the whole world attracted attention. The once proud school beauty was kneeling in front of my car in the heavy rain, soaked to the skin: "Zhishun... I was wrong... Let's get back together, okay?" The flashbulb spread her most embarrassed appearance all over the Internet. I rolled down the window and gently placed the copy of the "Gumoral Classic" with a burnt corner in her trembling palm. "Miss Su," Ye Zhishun's voice was calm, but every word was like a knife: "Now, even the land you are kneeling on belongs to me." "And your tears—" "Can you still burn half a page of scripture in this book?" "He picked up a thread from the ashes and sentenced her to a lifetime of decline."