As soon as he finished packing the table after eating noodles, his phone rang. Hua Shier picked it up and saw that it was the number of Han Chenggang, a top student in finance who helped him make information.

Hua Shier was a little confused. The money had already been paid off last time, and the other party called again and didn't know why.

He answered the phone immediately, and Han Chenggang said in a hint of embarrassment: "Hey, is it Mr. Hua? I am..."

Hua Shier smiled and said, "I know, Han Chenggang, I left your phone number. Why, is there anything wrong with calling me?"

Han Chenggang was silent for a moment and said, "I want to ask if Mr. Hua has a job similar to the last time? I... well, I can charge a cheaper price..."

Hua Shier heard his tone hesitate, as if he was embarrassed, and guessed that the other party might have some financial problems and needed money in urgent need.

He remembered the world he was about to enter, and he immediately said:

"It's the data of stocks that hit the daily limit every day last time. This time, from the 1980s to the present, how do I count the data from the United States, the mainland, and Hong Kong Island? I also need to help me count the international financial trends and major economic events over the years."

Han Chenggang almost fainted when he heard the phone:

"Mr. Hua, we, one of our dormitory brothers, got all night. Don't think that these information can be found online. It's okay for domestic ones to be said. If you can't find them, open trading software and look at the history of stocks. However, for foreign ones, we have entrusted many senior brothers and sisters to get the things you want... "

He said with a wry smile, "That's only 11 years of data. This time you will have decades of it, we..."

Hua Shier could understand the other party's difficulties and said directly: "Add 5,000 yuan to the previous reward, as long as you can, if not, forget it!"

With his current ability, entering the modern plot world, he does not have to rely on money to open up the way. Even if he wants money, he does not have to rely on stocks and finance. Is martial arts practiced in vain? Going to places like foreign countries and grabbing... Well, it is not impossible to rob the rich and help the poor.

Han Chenggang pondered for a while before saying, "Okay, I'll take this job!"

The two agreed to deliver the goods in three days. Hua Shier cleaned up briefly and drove out.

He went directly to a jewelry store, looked at the prices, and confirmed that he was a price-sensitive consumer, well... he was a poor person.

He simply turned to the bank and spent more than 17,000 yuan to buy a 50-gram gold bar, and then withdrew 20,000 yuan in cash. Then he returned to his home. He also looked at gems and other things in the gold shop. He looked down on the younger ones and couldn’t afford them. He didn’t think about it in the real world. He waited for the mission world.

When you get home, the communication system will first determine to use the 50 grams of gold bars to expand the storage space.

After the expansion was completed, Hua Shier opened the storage space and was suddenly a little crazy: "System, you can't tell at all. Are you sure you didn't embezzle my gold?"

Well, he just complained that the storage space was indeed a little larger, but the amplitude of this one was too small. The secret book he stuffed it in now seems a little less crowded, that's all.

Hua Shier looked at the 20,000 cash in his hand, collected it directly, and kept it for daily consumption. It would be better to wait until he entered the mission world. This is a huge pit.

In three days, Hua Shier went to the shooting club during the day to train gun shooting. After dinner at night, he began to practice various martial arts in the "Nine Yin Scriptures" in an attempt to quickly regain his physical memory. After twelve o'clock in the morning, he took a "Snow Ginseng Yuchan Pill" to meditate and exercise his internal strength until dawn.

He doesn't want to waste his time sleeping at all now.

On the third day, Hua Shier went out in advance in the morning and afternoon to meet Han Cheng in the cafe we ​​met last time. Although this young man was dressed a little rustic, he was very confident and had a good mental outlook.

But now when we met again, Hua Shier almost didn't dare to recognize him. He saw Han Cheng's head and face were not combed or washed, and his beard was unshaven, as if he was begging for food.

When Han Cheng saw Hua Shier, he immediately squeezed out a smile and took out a stack of printed materials:

"Mr. Hua, we stayed up for two nights. The construction was just completed this morning. All the information you asked for is here!"

Hua Shier took it over and looked at it. He saw that it was as detailed as he did last time, including all the information he needed from Lao Mi, the Mainland and Hong Kong Island. He nodded immediately with satisfaction. Many of these information should be available in the world of missions, and just keep it in the storage space.

He put the information on the table and asked curiously: "Can you ask, why did you look like this? What happened to you?"

Han Chenggang hesitated a little about this question. Maybe he really needed the money, and he said after a while:

"I lost all stock trading..."

It turned out that this top financial student traded stocks with his classmates, and took out part of the money and borrowed part of the money from his classmates. As a result, he thought it was very simple, but only after he could understand that theory does not mean reality.

Now that I have lost all my living expenses, my classmates even urged him to change the money. His family was in trouble and he didn't want to talk to his parents, so he thought of Hua Shier.

However, with this remuneration, he was able to pay back the debt.

After hearing the reason, Hua Shier couldn't help but feel speechless. Why is it so dangerous to learn finance? After actually operating it, he will lose his bottom line.

When the reward was transferred to the other party, Han Chenggang thanked him with a smile on his face.

Hua Shier waved his hand and said, "Don't thank me, this is what you deserve, but you have to be more cautious in trading stocks in the future. After all, the stock market is risky!"

Han Chenggang nodded repeatedly, and Hua Shier also stopped. It would be annoying. He said hello to the other party and left after checking out.

When I got home, I took out the Yijin Jing fragments from the storage space and put them in the bookcase, then stuffed the information I just got into the storage space. After thinking about it, I lay on the bed and chose to accept the task.

The familiar darkness came as scheduled. When Hua Shier opened his eyes again, he found himself crawling on the rooftop of a building with an l96a1 sniper rifle in front of him.

Hua Shier was a little confused. He looked forward along the scope and saw a man in suit lying on the steps in front of a building about a thousand meters away, with blood all over his chest lying. Many people like bodyguards were looking around nervously with guns.

Hua Shier couldn't help but sigh: "It's really a happy Militarist gun battle every day. This is a big day when people shoot in the street. Who did this? How bold..., huh, what are those bodyguards pointing at me..."

"Damn..."

Looking at the sniper rifle in front of him, Hua Shier instantly reacted, and at the same time, he also received the memory of the person he replaced by the system.

He was very sure that he was the one who shot and killed that person, or the predecessor he replaced, Mr. Smith.
Chapter completed!