This vigorous financial battle in the southeast has finally ended, but the response of the trend still spreads.

All radio stations, newspapers, and various small magazines are commenting and guessing that the topic of gossiping, Feng Zheng Group can escape the disaster. In their eyes, it is really luck. If it weren't for the golden fingers coming out to find food, it would save its life by chance, or at this moment, Feng Zheng had disappeared from people's eyes.

In a mansion in Shanghai, the old man sat blankly in the study room. He had never moved for a day and had never eaten any food on the table. He was unwilling to accept that with such careful arrangements and such a huge amount of funds, he actually failed. He was inexplicably defeated and had no reason.

Gold fingers, gold fingers, hateful gold fingers, I want to break you into pieces.

At around sixty, he looked very healthy. A spark of anger burst out from the old man's aggressive eyes. He suddenly punched heavily on the table. If there was no trouble with the golden finger, Feng Zheng Group would have been his.

When the phone rang, the old man's angry expression changed, and he immediately answered with some nervousness. There was a few more lowly slavery on his face, and even his smile became hypocritical.

"Rat King, you disappointed me!" The voice came, a very unstandard Chinese, with a Martian feeling.

The old man was shocked, his face changed rapidly, and he hurriedly said, "Sheriff, I have any mistakes, please punish me." But his tone changed and he continued, "But please ask the police to observe clearly. This trip was a pure accident. If there was no golden finger appearing---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

The voice became cold: "If it weren't for the appearance of the golden finger, would you think you could still live well now?"

"Yes, my subordinates are wrong. Please give me a chance to punish me for me." Although the other party's tone was cold, the old man still noticed the vitality and the sheriff had no intention of killing him.

"Rat King, I tell you, the boss is already very angry. This is your last chance. Since you can't deal with Feng Zheng on the front, then you can use your Iron Blood Group to do things. Remember, you should start quickly, and you don't have much time."

"Yes, yes, my subordinates will do this as soon as possible and achieve the goals set, and will not be disappointed by the sheriff."

"That's good, you will live a hundred years old." The voice said coldly, and after warning of killing, the sheriff had cut off the phone.

The old man put down the phone, and the last bit of strength was drained from his body, and his body fell on the chair as if he had no bones.

I don’t know how long it took, but the old man sat up, and a cold light appeared in his eyes. The conspiracy was overflowing on the surface.

"Come here, call the young master here!"

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"You two are really rare guests, welcome." Xiao Qiufeng did not expect that He Xiangnan and Sima Luo would come to the company to find him.

Although the four of them were nicknamed the four young masters in the Southeast by those who are good at making trouble, they all knew their own affairs. Apart from occasionally causing trouble and competing for the limelight, they actually did not have much interaction, let alone any visits.

In addition to knowing He Xiangnan's Dongping Group, the old man Sima Luo was the mayor, and Zhao Ruoming lived in the military camp. Xiao Qiufeng didn't know much about the others in his mind. I have to say that Xiao Qiufeng was definitely a fool in the past. When he interacted with these people, he really thought he had met a partner.

Sima Luo took a step forward and smiled proudly: "When Fengzheng's stock market battle, his reputation has been resounding throughout the Southeast. My elder brother said he would come and benefit from it. He would be glorious. I will add icing on the cake to you. I would like to send you a few congratulations."

He Xiangnan also smiled and said, "What Lao Luo said is that the third brother is adding light to our four young masters. In the future, who dares to say that we are the four of us playboys. We only know how to spend money to play with women, and let the world see what Mr. Feng Liu is so powerful."

Xiao Qiufeng immediately looked very embarrassed.

"Two, don't praise me anymore. Although I am a thick-skinned person, the credit is not mine. That day, I was thinking about whether to shoot himself and commit suicide, or jump off the building and become a flying man. Unexpectedly, we were fine in the end. The stocks soared into the sky all day and made a lot of money. It's really a blessing from the gods, and the gods are blessed!"

The two young masters had their own thoughts, but no one showed it on their faces.

But today they came, and they all had one purpose, that is, about the Golden Finger.

"Three brothers, don't be humble. If you didn't know that person, no one in the world could reverse the stock tide and turn defeat into victory. To be honest, I really admire you now. Brothers, can you introduce it to me to know each other?"

Without making any explanation, He Xiangnan looked very pleasing tone.

Sima Luo did not hide it, and smiled and said, "If I have the chance, I want to get to know that kind of character. If I give it a chance, I will give it a little more than enough to enjoy it in my life."

Xiao Qiufeng was stunned and asked in confusion: "You two birds, why are you slutty fans? From your tone, it seems that I really know some big shots. Lao Luo, don't say I scold you. I want to know you old man several times, but you are so stumbling. What's the stinky fart?"

"Ah, third brother, don't be angry. You know, in the eyes of adults, we are friends. To be honest, it's not that I don't want to introduce you, but I don't dare. You also have to understand your brothers, but don't worry, as long as you have the chance, I will help you."

Sima Luo quickly explained, and He Xiangnan, who was standing beside him, also smiled and said, "Lao Lao, you are wrong about Lao Luo's meaning. Does he want to see the golden finger?"

"Golden Finger?" Xiao Qiufeng rolled his eyes and laughed foolishly: "Who would go to hit the gold finger? There are quite a few gold necklaces. Look, my neck is thick, more than one million?"

I don’t know if this young master Feng Liu is pretending to be stupid or really stupid, the two of them are laughing and crying.

Sima Luo was saying tightly: "Later, the golden finger we are talking about is a person, a person called God in the stock world. On the day when you Fengzheng's stock battle, he appeared. Although it was just a flash in the pan, he turned around your counter-trend. Maybe he happened to come out to make a fortune and saved you."

"Yes, yes, we are not outsiders. Brothers have to share this kind of good thing!" He Xiangnan had a passionate desire in his eyes. In the financial world, whoever can have a golden finger can have an invincible financial empire. Although this is just a legend, they all believe it.

Xiao Qiufeng scratched his head in confusion, his eyes widened, and then sighed and said, "So that's the case. Ah, I really have to thank him for this. Lao Luo, do you know where he lives? At first, he helped me, and I should come to the door to make some sense. This time I made a lot of money, and I bleeded a lot, and I gave him hundreds of millions. It would be great if I could invite him to be my financial manager."

Sima Luo and He Xiangnan looked at each other, shook their head helplessly, and looked at Xiao Qiufeng's stupid look, as if they really had nothing to do with that person. If it were really that person, hundreds of millions of dollars, he could see it and invite him to be a financial manager. It was ridiculous. There is no company in the world that can integrate him as a great god.

They had a little urge to squirt blood.

There was no topic of interest, and the two left politely, but the silly smile on Xiao Qiufeng's face became very interesting. Of course, he knew the purpose of these two people, but the reason was a bit difficult to guess. It was difficult to make all this. I was really just curious?

"President, are you looking for me?" At this time, Leng Feng walked in under the leadership of Secretary Xiaohua.

Xiao Qiufeng waved his hand and asked Leng Feng to sit down when the secretary went out and closed the door.

"Sit down, I'll tell you something."

"Yes, president." Although he has already taken the position of general manager of the financial room and has become a hero in the company, Leng Feng does not dare to be proud at all, because he knows some things more clearly than anyone else. Of course, he knows the legend of the Golden Finger. In his heart, he even faintly feels that behind this stock market storm, there is an unknown secret.

I remember that on the verge of wind breaking down, he was almost going crazy, but the president didn't even have a trace of worry. He had already been confident.
Chapter completed!