210 Who is the winner Next 1

In the afternoon, the sun shone in from the window, and the room was warm, but Tina could not feel the warmth in the air. The room was so quiet that she could hear the slight breathing of three people, so the warmth of the sun gradually melted unconsciously.

Tina sat quietly on the sofa. She wanted to call Su Xintang to ask about her work, but she couldn't lift her spirits. Luo Qunhang, who was sitting beside him, lowered his head and opened a financial magazine on his knees. It seemed that he was focusing on reading it. Tina knew that he had not read it at all, because a few minutes had passed, but he had not turned a page for a long time.

Xiaoxing lay gently in front of the computer table and closed her eyes slightly. Tina knew that she was not asleep, but closed her eyes to refresh herself.

She looked up at the ticking quartz clock on the wall. In a few minutes, it will be 2:30 p.m., and the market is about to open. What will happen in the afternoon?

She was thinking that Luo Qunhang's mobile phone suddenly rang wildly, breaking the silence just now. A light flashed in Luo Qunhang's eyes and pressed the phone quietly. Hearing the person on the phone whisper a few words, a faint touch of relaxation and joy gradually appeared in his deep eyes.

Tina was a little stunned. Luo Qunhang hung up the phone and stood up from the sofa and walked to Xiao in front of the computer. He touched Xiaoxing's hair and comforted him softly, "Don't worry too much. I think the situation will be much better in the afternoon."

There was a touch of sadness in Xiaoxing's eyes, but he pretended to smile easily and said, "Brother, don't worry, I contacted a lot of people at noon, and those institutions will also help start eating. They have a lot of our stocks in their hands. The stock price fell too low, and their statements are not good. Now that the stock price has reached this level, it is enough to attract them and should also take action. And I contacted the bank to transfer another amount of money.

Luo Qunhang listened to her carefully, nodded gently, and stopped talking.

Two people were talking and opened the market. A large amount of sales orders on the market were still under pressure in the army, frantically suppressing the stock price.

Xiaoxing turned to the computer and became busy again. Luo Qunhang looked at the disk and unconsciously raised his eyebrows. There seemed to be a trace of confusion in his deep eyes.

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In Shangyuan's spacious and bright office, Archie and Shang Yuan were tied to two chairs respectively. The killer compared the gun in Archie's temple and threatened Shang Yuan to call other colleagues and ask them not to enter his office, so as not to break the picture that he was threatening Shang Yuan and Archie.

Then he put Shang Yuan's phone to his mouth and gently connected Luo Minxiang's mobile phone. There was a touch of depression in Shangyuan Taohua's eyes, but the voice on the phone could not hear a trace of chagrin. She just smiled and said, "Hey, let's stop."

He said that if he wanted to stop, there was no hint more than the voice of wanting to eat. It sounded so ordinary that Luo Minxiang was a little stunned and realized what Shang Yuan was saying after a long time.

There was a touch of surprise and unwillingness in his evil eyes, and he asked softly, "Why do you almost succeed? Why don't you insist on tasting the wine of victory?"

Shang Yuan took a look at Archie, who was trembling at the muzzle of the gun. The victory and sweet cake was still one bite away. Just because this unlucky guy had to give up, he raised his eyebrows and continued, "In a word, I'm going to withdraw. You decide your own thing."

After he finished speaking, he ignored Luo Minxiang's reaction and hung up the phone and looked at the killer calmly.

The killer raised his eyebrows, with a clear smile in his eyes, and whispered, "Shouldn't you call your men? They don't listen to Luo Minxiang's command."

Shang Yuan's beautiful and quiet eyes were embarrassed to be seen through, a little like a night firefly. He just wanted to make a phone call to Luo Minxiang, but obviously the other party had figured out his deployment.

The killer threw a piece of paper, and Shang Yuan saw the phone numbers above, which were the mobile phones of the heads of various places. He raised his eyebrows, and there were only two phone calls on it, but his fists were hard to beat the four hands. If all the other places were withdrawn, wouldn't those two places be killed in vain?

He shook his head secretly in his heart. He underestimated the two people and was careless for a moment. In this way, if there is another encounter in the future, he will not fall into today's dangerous situation. Luo Minxiang's methods are not easy to use, and Luo Qunhang is not a thing in the pool. If Yangwei Group is destined to be in charge of him in the future, Shang Yuan gritted his teeth, and he wanted to fight.

Shang Yuan dialed the phone number of his men. When those people heard that he said that he was going to retreat, even if they obeyed the order again, they couldn't help asking why. Shang Yuan's peach blossoms were embarrassed. When he raised his eyes, he saw that there seemed to be a good play in the killer's eyes. Finally, they couldn't help telling them to adapt to the situation and try to recover their losses.

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When Luo Minxiang heard Shang Yuan say something about breaking up the gang, he didn't even give an explanation, so he hurriedly hung up the phone. Listening to the cold voice in the mobile phone, his face was blue, and there was a trace of madness in his eyes. He took a look at the market, and the stock price was still continuing to dive. If he persisted for a while, he would succeed.

The dawn of victory was ahead, and the man who cooperated with him to support him with ammunition temporarily retreated. His heart jumped wildly, and his hatred blurred his eyes. He picked up the golf club standing next to him and hit the side crazily without warning. The glass round table, the sofa, the computer on the desk, the water cup, knocked them all to the ground and knocked them crazily with the club.

For a long time, the office was in a mess. Chicheng stood in the corner of the office and watched Luo Minxiang's crazy venting, with a trace of sympathy in his eyes.

Luo Minxiang smashed everything, and the madness in his mind gradually calmed down, which may also suppress a deeper layer of madness. He looked at the fragments on the ground. If he wanted to win, he would definitely win. Luo Qunhang couldn't support it. Luo Qunxing was a fledgling little girl. No matter what important responsibility he had once been around Luo Hongcai, he was always inexperienced, and he could not beat them.

He gently stood the club next to the wall and regained his calm elegance, as if the mess in front of him had nothing to do with him. He turned his head and whispered, "Chicheng, find someone to clean up this place."

Chicheng nodded without saying a word, and gently pushed the door out.

Luo Minxiang looked at the closed office door, gently dialed a phone number and said, "Hey, it's me. Give me the bank loan applied for for the development land in Tujia Village. I'm in urgent need."

The person on the other side of the phone didn't know what he said softly. It seemed to be a refusal or an explanation. Luo Minxiang's eyes were grim and whispered, "Either transfer the funds first, or you will be fired now."