Wang Bo, who was lying on the bed, tossed and turned, unable to sleep, and his thinking was running at high speed. All kinds of thoughts came, causing him to restlessness and extremely excited.

He turned around, stared at the direction where Cheng Wenjin was, and spoke to Cheng Wenjin.

Cheng Wenjin stammered, but in a tone of lack of interest. Without saying a few words, he said that he was sleepy and asked him to go to bed early. After that, he ignored him, as if he was asleep.

The dark and light-deceased room once again became extremely quiet, and silence once again enveloped the two people lying on the bed.

Although the room was quiet, the devil in Wang Bo's mind was still clashing, fighting each other and tormenting him. In just a few minutes, he thought a lot about his girlfriend, his girlfriend's mother, the scene when he first met Cheng Wenjin - the white wrists, the silver necklace between his neck, and even the shadow of Liang Jingquan who had been dead for many years, were all vividly reflected in his mind and ran out to make trouble.

This fierce and fierce ideological struggle lasted until eleven o'clock in the night, and suddenly, a strange noise came from the next door.

First, it was "duangduangduang", and the sound of something hitting the wall.

Secondly, the female voice and the male voice were still suppressed at the beginning. Within two minutes, the male voice and the female voice became high and excited, completely doing their own thing and ignoring the taste.

Especially the female voice, for Wang Bo and Cheng Wenjin who were sleeping next door, it was a torture. It was shocking and penetrated the eardrums, just like listening to the scene. The cheap thin wall panels in the motel could not stop them at all.

There was a strange noise next door. When he realized what a pair of male and female ghosts in the next room were doing, Wang Bo, who had been fighting for thoughts for a night, finally relaxed, and his frown turned into a grin. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart:

"Some things really require the right time, place, and people, and God will do it!"

Wang Bo then began to take a deep breath.

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The journey that had been planned for only one week was extended to ten days. It was not until ten days later that Wang Bo and Cheng Wenjin, who were driving for self-driving tours, "difficult" to arrive at Los Angeles, the destination of this self-driving tour.

The two returned the car in Los Angeles, checked the luggage on their car and transported it back to New York.

In front of a pillar next to the security check at Los Angeles International Airport, a pair of men and women wearing masks and baseball caps hugged each other and said their last farewell with their actions. The two stood there, hugging for at least three minutes, motionless and without saying anything, as if two human-shaped pillars.

In the end, the petite figure took the initiative to leave the tall figure's arms.

"Be careful on the road... take care of yourself!" said the woman, her face and nose were blocked by a mask, so she could not see any expression. She was left with only a pair of bright eyes that seemed to be able to talk, revealing an extremely complex and ever-changing emotion.

"Yes!" the man nodded, "Then I'm leaving, you... take care of yourself!" The man said, and his mouth and nose covered by a mask could not see any expression. He could only see the strong reluctance from his wide open eyes.

More than ten hours later, Wang Bo ended his nearly twenty-day journey and returned to the Demon City.

As soon as I got off the plane, I turned on my phone less than half an hour before a call came in, but it was my girlfriend Liang Ya, who said that he really hated her. She and Jiahui had already made excuses to ask for leave from their mentor and planned to play with him, but he returned to China.

Wang Bo was very embarrassed and argued that he wanted to play with them, but something happened to the domestic company and had to go back to China to deal with it.

"Okay, Xiaoya, don't be angry. I'll come to the United States again on Christmas to accompany you, Jiahui, and... your mother to celebrate Christmas together, okay?" Wang Bo comforted on the phone, an unprecedented intense emotion filled his heart.

"Is this what you said? Don't be slouched again then! Over the years, you have been talking to the United States many times, but you keep saying that you have never taken action. After finally, they have asked for leave, but you left yourself. If you dare not keep your word this time, I... Jiahui and I will really ignore you!" The girl on the other end of the phone acted coquettishly at her boyfriend.

After hearing what the girl said, Wang Bo's mood became even more complicated. He once again assured the girl that he would never lie to her this time and would give her a surprise.

Liang Ya immediately became curious and asked him what surprise it was, but Wang Bo kept it in a silence, "I won't say it if I beat him to death", but he silently said to himself in his heart:

Xiaoya, I will definitely treat you well in my life! When you graduate from graduate school, I will marry you immediately!

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After returning to the Magic City, Wang Bo and his sister went to Hong Kong and began to reduce their holdings of other American stocks except Net Yi and Beng Xun, and began to avoid the upcoming stock market crash. By selling all the American stocks in their hands, they received a total of nearly 300 million US dollars in cash.

He spent 100 million yuan of cash to continue to increase his holdings of the stocks of Burunxun and Netcom, and the other 200 million yuan shorted dozens of stocks related to US real estate in the futures market.

These operations confused Zeng Ping around her and were puzzled and puzzled, but she didn't ask much. She knew that Wang Bo's actions in finance had profound meanings, and she just needed to do what he said. Because the facts so far proved that every operation of her man did not disappoint her. It seemed that there was a god guiding him in the dark.

Not long after selling and buying, it took only one month. At the end of 2007, the US stock market was detonated by the subprime mortgage crisis, and the financial tsunami began to impact the global stock and bond markets. The Dow Jones Industrial Index, Nikkei Index, Hong Kong's Hang Seng Index and China's Shanghai and Shenzhen stock markets were also affected and began to collapse. The market index plummeted in one day, falling sharply by hundreds of points, and hundreds of stocks hit the limit. Countless investors were completely confused and could hardly believe their eyes.

The next day, global stock markets, including Shanghai and Shenzhen stock markets, continued to plummet, and rounds of limit downs stimulated the nerves of hundreds of millions of investors, but all of this had nothing to do with Wang Bo.

Let it storm the shore, the tide rises and falls, I will remain unmoved!

Wang Bo watched coldly, watching this thrilling scene without any worries, but it had happened in a certain world.

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Time flies, and 2007 has finally come to an end.

After 2007, 2008, which made countless Chinese people proud, was finally here.

But God seems to be deliberately testing this ancient civilization on the road to China's rise and prosperity. Before the global sports ceremony that greatly boosted the popularity of the country, the Chinese will experience a natural disaster of hundreds of thousands of casualties.

Wang Bo was powerless to do anything about this natural disaster and could not show his miracle of "prediction". He could only let it happen silently, and then after the disaster occurred, donating money and materials like countless people, actively participating in disaster relief activities to rescue the people in his hometown.

After 5.12, at the charity conference held by CCTV, Wang Bo donated 10 million in his personal name. This ten million is a drop in the bucket compared to his real wealth, but compared with Yao Min's 2 million, Li Lianjie's 1 million, Zhao Benshan's 1 million, and Zhou Jielun's 500,000, he can be said to be extremely generous! Of course, he can donate more, but he knows that the Red Cross in China is a virtue, but he doesn't want his money to be Hermes and Porsches used to show off his wealth in the hands of "Some Meimei". If it were not forcibly", he would not even want to donate a penny. He bypassed the Red Cross and handed the money to the parents and fellow villagers in his hometown who had broken houses and houses, children and daughters.

In addition to the public 10 million, Wang Bo also privately prepared 20 million to Zeng Ping and Jiang Mei, asking two mountain girls in his hometown to set up a temporary public welfare organization to "return home in glory" and conduct open and secret investigations, and personally delivered the relief funds to the victims from house to house to door-to-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-door-do
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