"Brother-in-law! I don't understand! Just help me, okay?" Tang Weiwei held Zhang Lang's arm and acted coquettishly.

"Vivi! Don't beg him! Let's do it ourselves! I don't believe it, we may not do it!" Tang Yuan's stubborn temper came up again, and he returned to his temper when he was arguing with Zhang Lang at Xilong Villa.

After reading the office location of [Fude Film and Television Weekly], Zhang Lang returned to the group. During the day, he had nothing to do and was waiting for Huo Jianning to come back from Japan. When he went home at night, he lived a shameless nightlife with Tang Feifei. His life was so comfortable.

It was a pain for Tang Weiwei and Tang Yuan. While purchasing office furniture and decorating their offices, they also had to ask people to inquire about the salary of Xiangjiang reporters and editors.

In fact, when purchasing office furniture, you can give it to the two administrative personnel transferred from the group. However, women always have more requirements. In order to make their office look more comfortable, they will do it themselves. They will personally choose every office seat, bookcase, and file cabinet.

For three consecutive days, I bought all the office furniture in the entire office building, but I still had no clue about the salary of the reporter and editor.

This is not because Tang Weiwei and Tangyuan are not capable enough, but the capitalist system implemented in Xiangjiang, personal salary is extremely private, and neither colleague must know how much the other party is getting.

So Tang Weiwei and the others asked for three days and asked more than a dozen people who were engaged in journalists or editors, but the answers they got were not the same, which made them even more confused.

"Sister Zhi! You're going to help us think of a solution! It's been three days, and we haven't even done this little thing well! It's too embarrassing to say it!" After visiting the Peninsula Hotel, Tang Weiwei Tangyuan and Zhao Yazhi and afternoon tea together, Tang Weiwei took Zhao Yazhi's hand and begged.

"I think you are afraid of being embarrassed in front of your brother-in-law, right?" Zhao Yazhi teased.

"Sister! You... I ignore you!" After being exposed by Zhao Yazhi, Tang Weiwei's pretty face turned red.

"Okay! I won't joke with you! I'll invite Deputy Editor-in-Chief Pan of Ming Pao to have afternoon tea tomorrow!" Zhao Yazhi reached out and pointed Tang Weiwei's nose.

"Thank you, Sister Zhi! I knew Sister Zhi was the best for me!" Tang Weiwei stood up, turned to Zhao Yazhi, and put her arms around her neck and said with a favor.

"Okay, okay! Now I know that Sister Zhi is kind to you? You said I helped you, how do you plan to thank me?" Zhao Yazhi said with a smile.

"Sister Zhi, when my film and television weekly is launched, I will definitely praise you! I will praise you as a fairy in heaven! In the future, our actress award will definitely make you feel weak!" Tangyuan also stood up and poured tea for Zhao Yazhi.

"Then the relationship is good! When I can't eat in the future, I will take out the God's statue trophy and sell it! It's pure gold! How come a trophy can be won by three or four pounds, right?" Zhao Yazhi teased with a giggle.

"It's definitely pure gold! And my brother-in-law said that these statue trophys have been opened. Putting it at home can ensure the safety of the family, the career will be smooth, and the wealth will be abundant." Tang Weiwei advertised for the statue award.

"You said! I'll get the best of the queen. If I can't get it, let's see how I deal with you two little girls!"

"Leave it to me! Sister Zhi is so beautiful and has good acting skills! As long as I praise her hard in the film and television weekly, there will definitely be no problem!" Tang Weiwei patted her chest and promised.

"I am worried about Mr. Zhang now! How can I hand over such an important matter as the Godly Award to you two! Before this can be done, you have promised the actress queen to go out!" Zhao Yazhi joked with a smile.

"Sister Zhi, I broke the rules for you!" Tang Weiwei stomped her feet and said without hesitation.

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On Wall Street, Manhattan, New York, Phoenix Fund Company, after a week of preliminary preparations, a financial war that seemed very small to Lexton began.

In the past, he didn't need to direct his own small scenes, but they were left to the traders below to operate.

But today is different. Although the whole plate is only tens of millions of dollars, this is the task assigned by the boss himself and the task assigned to him by the God he believes in.

So from the beginning, Lexton took the initiative.

Lexton issued a trading order loudly, "Put out 100,000 shares first..."

The trader responded loudly, "Okay! Shorting for 100,000 shares!"

"Another 200,000 shares..."

"Two hundred thousand shares...short!"

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In an office building in Los Angeles on the west coast of the United States, the office door of Johnson, chairman of John Brothers Mining, was pushed open.

Johnson, who was discussing life with his secretary, was shocked.

Johnson was furious and roared, "Damn Bruce, if you don't give me a reason, I swear, you must send you to God!"

"Boss! Someone is suppressing our stock price. Two drops have already stopped. The exchange has just issued a warning!"

"Damn it! Who is it? It's so damn!" Johnson no longer cared about continuing to discuss life with his secretary, and ran out with his pants.

John Brothers Mining controls a large iron ore, two medium iron ore and a small copper ore.

John Brothers Mining was a company founded by Johnson's father and his uncle. Unmarried uncle died in a mining accident, so Johnson became the sole heir of the company.

And he took over the company after his father, John Old, retired.

However, due to the previous global economic crisis, their lives were very difficult.

In order to maintain the operation of the mines and to pay damn taxes to the federal government, he has sold his equity more than once.

Now Johnson has reached a very dangerous proportion of the equity.

If there weren't a few directors who started a business with John Old, the chairman would have been replaced long ago.

Poor Johnson still doesn't know that his position is retained entirely because Lexton has no idea about this.

Now Lexton's boss Zhang Lang needs a mining company, so Johnson becomes the slaughtered lamb.

Johnson rushed to the Financial Trading Center and looked at the red numbers behind the code representing his company, "Damn it! Can anyone tell me what's going on? Damn it!"

The financial trading center is also wailing. John Mining's stock is still falling, and the decline can't keep its footsteps at all. Stocks in other mining sectors are also falling to a certain extent.

"God! Have you abandoned me? Didn't the experts say that the global economy has recovered and the price of steel has begun to rise!" Many investors began to shout at God.
Chapter completed!