C333 A Golden Cicada Shedding Its Shell
Financial baron Solomon's dejection had left the scene, declaring the Financial Eight-Power Allied Forces's current financial market operation to be a complete failure.
The reporters guarding the entrance of the hotel used the long and short guns in their hands. They recorded the notorious financial baron Solomon's dispirited appearance when he failed. That night, they appeared in the newspapers on the streets. In the various financial channels in the country.
Han Qiang and the beauties beside him were jumping and jumping happily, but their hearts were racing.
Because of the butterfly effect, the relevant policies and regulations had appeared three days earlier. Logically speaking, it was a good thing, but the allied forces of Iguchi Financial Group, Yamada Financial Group, Bog, and the other eight countries were still eyeing them covetously.
After suffering a crushing defeat, with Taro Iguchi and the others' vengeful personality, they definitely would not let this matter rest. They still had at least ten billion hot money in their hands. If they entered the stock market without any supervision, they might suddenly withdraw one day. While making a lot of money, they will also bet on the stock market again. It was very likely to cause another stock market disaster.
Han Qiang quickly had an idea and whispered, "Now it has changed. The future will also change. The plan should also change!"
Wang Na asked suspiciously, "What do you want to change into Mr Qiang? Don't tell me you want to change your mind when you have money and don't want your sisters anymore?"
Han Qiang laughed and said, "My head has not been kicked by a donkey. Money is easy to earn, but beautiful women like you are not easy to find. How can I change my mind?"
Wang Na snorted proudly and said, "At least you know how to talk. Let's go home and celebrate our victory!"
Han Qiang smiled and shook his head. "No, Ms Na. Today's victory does not belong to us. It belongs to our financial union, to all the shareholders in the country. If my guess is correct, Elder Moh and the others will call soon. They're inviting us to the celebration party."
"Hmph! I don't believe it. It must be because you can't break through to the Pure Yang body that you deliberately distanced yourself from us and don't drink with us to celebrate." Wang Na said discontentedly.
Moh Xiaoran squeezed over and smiled. "Mr Qiang really has good foresight. Grandpa just called and told us to go to the banquet hall of Moh's Corporation to attend the celebration party at six o'clock in the evening."
Xuan Xuan jumped up in excitement. "Wow! I love the cocktail party. I must let Mr Qiang show off his wonderful singing later."
Han Qiang smiled bitterly and said, "Don't celebrate too early. If we go out now, we might not even be able to reach Moh's Corporation at six o'clock."
"What does Mr Qiang mean by that?" Yang Ruirui asked, puzzled.
Han Qiang pointed outside the door. "Did you hear that the stock market is going to explode? There are a lot of reporters inside. They will be stopped for an interview when they go out."
Ouyang Wanting said with a teasing smile, "It is so good to be famous, Mr Qiang. There will be countless beauties chasing after you. Gathering 108 Tiangang Qis and Disha Qis in one go is so cool ~"
Han Qiang said with a bitter face, "Sister, don't make fun of me. top quality beauty is already by my side. If there are any more, I don't think I can even remember their names."
Yang Ruirui giggled and said, "Seeing that Mr Qiang is so distressed, let's go to the emergency channel in the VIP room."
Han Qiang's eyes lit up and asked, "The emergency channel can avoid the enthusiastic reporters?"
Yang Ruirui said proudly, "Of course. In order to ensure the safety of the VIP guests in the VIP room, we specially set up a fire safety channel. It can go from the second exit to the outside of the stock exchange building."
Han Qiang rubbed his fists excitedly and impatiently said, "Then what are we waiting for? Hurry up and leave, then go home and take a shower and change into a set of clothes to attend the celebration party."
"Mr Qiang, on this day of great victory, you, the biggest contributor, did not say a few words to the reporters and shareholders and just slipped away like that. Isn't it a little too much to say?" Jia Wen said somewhat uneasily.
Han Qiang thought for a while and took out a pen and paper to write a few lines of words. He handed it to a stockbroker and said, "After we leave for half an hour later, can you go out and read it for me?"
The stock trader was a girl in her early twenties. She waved her hand in a flattered manner and said, "Director Han is a great contributor to the rescue operation this time. How can I be embarrassed to steal your limelight?"
"People are afraid of fame and pigs are afraid of being strong. Beauty, please work hard. This cheque will be your reward." Han Qiang said and casually wrote a cheque of a million yuan and handed it to her.
Before the female trader refused, Han Qiang had already left through the fire passage in the VIP room under Yang Ruirui's lead.
The reporters at the door waited for a long time, but they did not see Han Qiang come out. All of them were anxiously scratching their ears and cheeks.
"Why aren't Director Han and Moh Xiaoran coming out yet? I'm so worried." The chubby female reporter grumbled unhappily.
The male reporter beside her laughed and said, "Director Han has worked so hard for so long. It was not easy for him to defeat the Financial Eight-Power Allied Forces. At this moment, he should be celebrating his victory with the other pretty girls in the house. There were so many beauties. One kiss would take dozens of seconds. It would take at least half an hour for all of them to be kissed. "
"I never thought that a hero like Director Han would be such a lecherous person." The old reporter sighed with emotion.2
The beautiful reporter on the side did not mind and said, "Since ancient times, beauties love heroes, heroes love beauties. It's not bad to have a few women with such an excellent man like Director Han. Besides, they are just friends."
"If Director Han can take me in, he will have no regrets in his life." The female reporter wearing glasses said with a infatuated look.
The male reporter who came with her curled his lips. "The four beauties of Magic City are all by Director Han's side. He didn't take in any of them. If you're like this, don't be a toad wanting to eat swan meat."
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The reporters outside discussed noisily for a long time before the door of VIP Room 1 was gently pushed open. The reporters rushed forward crazily as if they had been injected with stimulants.
When the crowd saw that it was just a staff member, they stopped in disappointment. They rushed to the front of the reporters and said gloomily, "Director Han and the beauties haven't finished celebrating their victory yet?"
The female operator smiled. "Director Han and the four beauties of Magic City left the fire door half an hour ago."
The reporters instantly exploded.
"Director Han thinks we are annoying!"
"He waited for so long and didn't show up. He even secretly slipped away. This is too much!"
"Many shareholders and companies have given up so much for this war. He actually left quietly!"
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The female trader quickly raised her hand and shook the paper in her hand. She said loudly, "Director Han and the allies of the Financial Alliance in the capital of Magic City are having a celebration party at the banquet hall of Moh's Corporation tonight. He was afraid that everyone would be too enthusiastic and block his way, so he had no choice but to retreat because he was afraid that they would not be able to arrive on time. Before he leaves, let me help him convey a few words to everyone. "
Hearing her shout, the reporters instantly quietened down. They pushed the microphones in front of her as much as possible. All kinds of cameras with long and short guns were fixed in her direction...
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