354: C354 A Storm of Messages

C354 A Storm of Messages

"What?"

When the reporters and shareholders heard this, they jumped up in excitement.

The reporter at the front put all the money in her pocket and said excitedly, "Director Han, quickly recite Director Han's message."

That stack of money was at least a few thousand dollars. The cleaner smiled so hard that she could not close her mouth. She picked up the money. Dear reporters and shareholders, good afternoon. Because of the arrangement of the individual industry, I will be leaving Magic City for a period of time. Please forgive me for leaving without saying goodbye."

A reporter said in shock, "Industrial arrangements? Director Han, who has earned more than 10 trillion in the stock market, is going to invest in a real industry?"

"Don't interrupt the fatty in front. Let the beautiful auntie read out Director Han's message." The crowd behind him shouted in annoyance.

"All of you shut up! Even laozi can't hear you!"

...

Seeing that everyone was arguing, the cleaning lady decided to stop reading and just watched quietly.

Only then did the reporters and shareholders quieten down.

The cleaning lady continued to read, "Everyone specially rushed to my villa to ask about the recent stock market. I only have one sentence for everyone. The domestic stock market is still very young. The most suitable thing to do now is to invest in the long line. Any attempt to play tricks... Stirring the market. Short term. Earning quick money will only bring shame to yourself."

"Stirring short term sources to earn quick money is only asking for humiliation?"

The surrounding reporters and shareholders were not stupid. They knew that he was referring to Iguchi family, Kojiro Yamada, Goldman, and other foreign financial powers.

A reporter probed, "Could it be that the stock market drop this time was Director Han's masterpiece again?"

A shareholder who entered late last night lost about six percent today. He roared angrily, "What on earth is Director Han thinking? Is there something wrong with his brain?"

"What the hell are those heartless things shouting for? Without Director Han's protection, you would have jumped off the building long ago!" someone in the crowd cursed.

The shareholder shouted in disbelief, "The stock market is not owned by his family. It will be destroyed when the protection market is opened. Isn't this cheating people?"

Another shareholder said angrily, "What the hell are you yelling for? Director Han has 25 billion in the stock market. Today, he fell by 10%, and his losses reached an astonishing 2.5 trillion. What is that little bit of money you have?"

"This..."

The shareholder who had shouted the loudest could not help but fall into silence. If Han Qiang really wanted to empty the stock market, he should have run away before he started to smash the stock market. He should not be in such a state where his stock was almost full.

The rest of the people also looked at the cleaning lady with deep doubt.

The cleaning lady was so excited that her face was slightly hot. At her age, this was the first time she was stared at by so many men, and she was a little absent-minded for a moment.

The reporters in the front row thought that she was asking for benefits. They all took out money from their pockets and stuffed it into her pocket.

The cleaning lady inexplicably earned another ten thousand yuan and continued reading with joy. " There are risks in the stock market and you need to be careful. This sentence is not for nothing. The stock market is sometimes calm, sometimes it is turbulent. If you are not mentally strong, then don't play. Otherwise, like me, I will lose 2.5 trillion a day. Don't jump off a building.

I don't know the reason or how long this crash will last, but before I leave, I leave behind a promise... As long as you are unable to withstand the stock market crash and are unable to sell your shares at the start of the market... You can go to the property company next door to register. If I have the funds, I will contact you guys to buy the shares first.

Whether it is trading shares or doing business, earning money is just a process and means. Making time to spend with your family, friends, and not letting your life have any regrets is the right way to do it. This is Director Han's message."

As soon as she finished reading, a fat man with a weight of two hundred kilograms rushed out from the crowd. He panted as he handed two stacks of hundred yuan bills to her." Beauty, sell me Stock God's ink treasure. I'll give you twenty thousand yuan! "

" Twenty thousand? "

The cleaning lady was shocked. Director Han's random words were so valuable?

Twenty thousand yuan was equivalent to twenty thousand yuan!

"If you want to sell a beauty, just say it!" Fatty said anxiously.2

The cleaning lady gave him the paper without thinking and happily took the twenty thousand yuan back.

"F * ck! Why didn't I think of buying Stock God's ink treasure and let that fatty take advantage of it!"

"Brother, are you selling it or not? It's fifty thousand yuan!"

"I offered one hundred thousand yuan!"

...

A large number of people were bidding for Han Qiang's note, but the experienced reporters and shareholders were deep in thought.

Stock God's answer seemed to be correct, but it was not. He honestly told them that he did not know the reason why the stock market fell. He warned the stock market that there was a risk of entering the market, but he also gave them the money to buy the shares in the shareholders' hands.

A reporter who was in the stock market murmured, "Is Director Han hinting that we can take over the stock market?"

"That's not right. He was clearly warning us not to enter the stock market anytime soon. Otherwise, why would he say that he would buy the shares in our hands after he raised the money, and not immediately buy them?"

"Stock God's money is all in the warehouse now. He really doesn't have the money to buy it."

"Impossible. With Stock God's current fame, he can easily borrow hundreds of billions or tens of billions of dollars."

"The stock market has fallen to its limit today. The stocks can't be sold. If the stock market opens next week, it will increase by 10%, making everyone unable to buy the shares, and then continue to rise?"

...

Many media reporters and shareholders were unwilling to leave, and they voluntarily gathered outside Han Qiang's villa to hold a stock market meeting.

In the luxurious hotel, Taro Iguchi, Kojiro Yamada, and the others listened to the private detective's report on Han Qiang's message, as well as the discussions of the shareholders and reporters. All of their expressions were uncertain.

Lippi frowned and said, "What those shareholders said is right. Han Qiang would not throw away his 2.5 trillion just to scam us. The latter half of that sentence should be hinting that he wants to buy it in large quantities."

Kojiro Yamada said suspiciously, "That's right, but what does the middle part mean? He doesn't know how long the crash will last. Is he hinting to the shareholders not to take action for the time being?"

Goldman frowned and said, "If I am not wrong, he is hinting that the crash will continue for a few more trading days. He was warning those who did not enter the market not to enter, and the latter part of the purchase. It should be a promise to all shareholders. It also means that he is optimistic about the future of the stock market. "

"Is it possible that it's a smoke bomb released by him and the relevant departments?" Morgan asked hesitantly.

Lippi said with disdain, "Mr. Morgan is indeed a good friend of Solomon, the financial alligator snapping turtle. Why did he suddenly become so timid?"

"Who do you think is timid?" Morgan flew into a rage.

Taro Iguchi coldly harrumphed, "Everyone, be quiet. Han Qiang has a wide range of routes. He won't reveal his intention so easily. However, no matter how he changes, we have one principle. As long as his shares don't move in the stock market, we can deal with all kinds of changes with the same principle. We will not move! "

"What a good way to deal with changes with changes! Just do as Sir Taro says!" Kojiro Yamada said excitedly.

Thump, thump, thump...

A middle-aged man with a square beard rushed in and whispered a few words into Taro Iguchi's ear.

Taro Iguchi's expression changed. It was even darker than the bottom of a pot.

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