Sister, you miss me

In the next two trading days, the trend of Yuxin Group's stock was exactly the same as Dracula's prediction. Although there were still some volatility in Wednesday's intraday session, it was still a limit-low closing in the end.

As a result, the stocks that had been trading sideways for nearly half a year had two daily limits and six down limits for eight consecutive trading days.

Even after Wangshi International took over, the share price has evaporated by half.

After the close on Wednesday afternoon, Feng Yuxin and her son, Kang Ruorong, Yang Feng, and Dracula held a short meeting.

Yang Feng received Dracula’s signal and said, “So far, the actions of Wang Lin and his son have not exceeded our judgment. However, I think the current stock price has reached the bottom line for them to take over. The trading day tomorrow is a The essential."

Feng Yuxin looked at Yang Feng nervously: "Xiaofeng, do you really need to release news?"

Yang Feng smiled faintly: "Godmother, are you ready?"

Feng Yuxin glanced at Kang Ruorong, and Kang Ruorong nodded with difficulty. Although she was only a secretary to the board of directors, her first job was Feng Yuxin’s secretary. It can be said that she has no less affection for Yuxin Group than Feng Yuxin. The company’s share price has plummeted. The storm was precarious, and they also concocted a major piece of bad news. Didn’t it make the situation worse?

Of course Feng Yuxin understands Kang Ruorong's thoughts, she herself is not, but seeing Yang Feng's energetic face and confident eyes, she also mustered up the courage and nodded heavily.

"But Xiaofeng, when will this news be released?" Feng Yuxin couldn't help asking.

Yang Feng exchanged glances with Dracula, and said, "Tomorrow morning, the trading will still be suspended for one hour after the market opens. If we predict well, the stock will directly increase the limit after the suspension. Dracula can analyze the backing by relying on a professional perspective. As soon as it is confirmed that Wang Lin and his son were responsible for the push, we will immediately release the news."

Kang Ruorong frowned and said: "Xiaofeng, retail investors shouldn't have much goods in their hands now, even if they see this news, there will be no group selling behavior caused by panic!"

Yang Feng still has a pretty face: "Don't forget, we still have 10% restricted shares, the ones that can be listed at any time."

Kang Ruorong was also infected by Yang Feng's calm and calm manner, and couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "You little cow."

Yang Feng said sternly: "Wang Lin, the old man, thinks he is rich and does whatever he wants, openly harassing his godmother, I will definitely make him regret everything he has done."

Seeing Yang Feng's murderous face, Feng Yuxin's eyes were hot, and she said in her heart: This kid, I really didn't hurt him in vain.

He Shaotang didn't know the details before. Hearing Yang Feng's words, he suddenly shot the case and his eyes were red: "Mom, why the old man surnamed Wang harassed you, tell me, see if I don't kill him!"

"Go!" Feng Yuxin cursed with an angry smile, "just invited her mother to have a meal over the video call."

Despite Feng Yuxin's understatement, He Shaotang can also think of the coercive elements. He nodded heavily and looked at Yang Feng eagerly: "Brother, I support you. This time, even if you bankrupt your family, let the surname Wang be taught!"

"With me, with Dracula, that kind of situation will never happen." Yang Feng snapped his fingers, "I will invite everyone to dinner tonight and karaoke after dinner. If it is convenient, everyone will bring their family members. The more the eve of the war, the more we must relax completely."

Yang Feng's proposal was unanimously approved by everyone.

Speaking of family members, Yang Feng was the first to think of Shengge. He couldn't help but dialed a phone call to Shengge, but it was still turned off.

Yang Feng almost couldn't help but ask Nie Qing to ask her to ask Jiang Haichao what Shengge had been doing these days, but thinking of the embarrassing scene halfway up the mountain and the scene where Nie Qing hid his face and ran away in tears, he still give up.

at the same time.

A fresh and elegant courtyard in Beidu.

In the patio, Wang Lin slumped on the bamboo chair in the posture of "Ge You paralysis", while his son Wang Cong sat on the pony sturdy.

Wang Lin bit his cigars, vomiting clouds and mists, and the little courtyard was full of fragrance.

Wang Lin was calm and relaxed, but Wang Cong was sitting on pins and needles.

"My son, the more critical the moment, the more you have to be calm, and your tolerance determines the pattern and how much a man can accomplish."

"Dad, I understand!" Wang Cong humbly accepted his father's teachings, "But..."

"Speak straight."

"Since we took over, four consecutive stop-limits, 50% is gone, our assets have evaporated more than 2 billion for no reason, that is all real money!"

Wang Lin glanced at his son obliquely, looked at him with pain on his face and said, "Why, do you feel distressed?"

"Yeah!" Wang Cong nodded and said, "The son has a total of one hundred million in his hands."

"I feel distressed too!" Wang Lin straightened up, inhaled a deep cigar, and exhaled a puff of smoke, and said: "I think Feng Yuxin is more distressed than us, but the current stock price has indeed reached your father's position in my heart. Smoked."

Wang Cong's eyes gleamed: "This time the fall is so miserable, I think countless retail investors are staring, and they have prepared a lot of banknotes ready to intervene at any time. In this way, we can slowly ship the goods without knowing it. ."

"Delivery is not the key. The key is to take the Yuxin Group under the premise of not hurting the bones." Wang Lin clenched his fists, as if he was holding the winning ticket.

What Wang Cong admired most was his father's manner of absolute control over everything.

"By the way, son, tell Xu Kaizheng and Xie Mingliang tonight, wait for my order, ready to ship at any time."

"understand!"

Wang Lin smiled coldly: "The battle has become more and more interesting, but it will soon be over."

Wang Cong went to the presidential private room of Wangjing Hotel, and was about to call the two major shareholders of Yuxin Group when someone knocked on the door.

Wang Cong stepped forward and looked through the cat's eyes, and he turned out to be the neon-ridden action film artist. Of course, he is now his artist.

The stock continued to limit down and the stock price was cut in half. Wang Gongzi himself lost nearly one billion. He was aggrieved. He needed to vent, so he opened the door and entered without any fore-play.

Suddenly, the prince remembered a joke, saying that the young man had taken a good sister. On the night of the bridal chamber, the sister tried her best, and she tried to cover it up and called out for a long time, as if she didn’t know the world. When the matter was over, the sister asked the bridegroom how he felt. , The groom sighed sincerely: It's like a spaceship traveling in space.

The prince also feels this way now, but this does not prevent him from venting like piling. In addition, the artist can pose forty-eight different poses, and the prince is busy all night.

...

The next day, Thursday.

At 9:30 in the morning, the stock market opened on time.

The Yuxin Group has undoubtedly suspended trading for one hour.

The next second after trading resumes, a daily buy order is the price of the daily limit.

In this case, there is no single-hand sell order at all, that is, there is no actual turnover and trading volume.

A small meeting room set up by the directors of Yuxin Group.

The atmosphere was unprecedentedly tense. Dracula quickly tapped the keyboard with ten fingers and kept making calls. In the fifth minute after the stock limit, he came up with a conclusion.

"Godmother." Yang Feng looked at Feng Yuxin.

Feng Yuxin glanced at Kang Ruorong, and finally his eyes fell on Yang Feng's face. Seeing his firm and encouraging gaze, Feng Yuxin gritted his teeth and finally gave the Secretary Dong Kang Ruorong the order to release the news.

In the next minute, Yuxin Group announced major news: the scientific research project of high-performance battery packs with investment of billions has failed.

There was a lot of discussion for a while, and all financial analysts were at a loss. They didn’t understand the true intentions of Yuxin Group. They had to do it, or they had other ulterior motives. However, one thing is certain and it will definitely make it precarious. The stock price fell again.

North Capital, Wang's International Headquarters.

Wang's father and son, as well as the group’s chief analyst and trader, all looked at the computer and saw that the Yuxin Group broke a major negative. Wang Lin, who has been on the battlefield and experienced, was also stunned. After a long while, he asked the person sitting in front of the computer. Old man: "Old Hu, what the hell is the Yuxin Group doing?"

Old Hu shook his head: "Boss, I don't understand it anymore. At this time, the news should be a major positive. It happened that the stock limit was negative and the board of directors of Yuxin Group had a disagreement."

"Not good!" Lao Hu exclaimed suddenly, "There are even retail investors. They finally couldn't help it. We got another part."

"Old Hu, quickly withdraw the order."

"Yes!" Lao Hu heard the panic and trembling in Wang Lin's voice. This was definitely 20 years ago.

"Son, hurry up and call those two old things and ask them to place the order, and we will take it at the price limit." Wang Lin immediately issued a second order.

Old Hu closed his eyes, the boss was upset, and this battle could not be fought. They could have got more chips at a lower price, but he couldn't oppose the boss's order.

Wang Cong then remembered his father's arrangements last night, because playing belly stacks and sit-ups with the outdated "action" superstar had forgotten to go to Java.

The father’s chaos infected his son. Wang Cong panicked and dialed the phone. As a result, he had dialed the two numbers and said with a sad face, "Dad, they turned off the phone."

"What!" Wang Lin widened his eyes and exclaimed: "Why can't you be contacted? Didn't you ask them to greet them last night?"

"I... I forgot!" Wang Cong did not dare to deceive his father.

"What! I..." Wang Lin raised his hand high, and Wang Cong instinctively closed his eyes, but heard Lao Hu's panicked voice, "Boss, what's wrong with you, boss!"

When Wang Cong saw his father clinging to his heart, he stepped forward to help him and shouted: "Dad, what's wrong with you, don't scare me."

"Medicine, medicine..."

Waiting for Wang Lin to take two small blue pills, Wang Lin finally took his breath away, nodded and said, "Feng Yuxin, it seems that I underestimated you, but this is just a bit interesting. Let's play slowly. ."

After that, he frowned, and subconsciously took out the small bottle his son had just found, and asked, "Son, what did you just give me to eat?"

"That's it!" Wang Cong pointed, "Isn't it a quick-acting heart-saving pill."

Wang Lin closed his eyes and threw it to his son: "See it for yourself."

"Ah-Viagra!" Wang Cong was full of black lines.