The principal of eight million yuan makes a profit of nearly one and a half million yuan a day, and every futures trading is profitable.

This... is definitely not something that luck makes sense!

“…”

After a long silence, Liu Hexun picked up his cell phone with a expressionless face and dialed the phone.

"Hello!"

"What's wrong?"

Fan Hu's voice came.

"I think..."

Liu Hexun opened his mouth and paused for a moment before saying, "I think we should try to contact Mr. Zhao."

"Um?"

Fan Hu mentioned in a voice: "Old Liu, your slap in the face is too fast, right? What happened?"

“That’s right.”

Liu Hexun calmed down and said, "I think Mr. Zhao should not be a casual leverage to speculate in futures. He may have his own ideas."

“…”

Fan Hu's voice across from him calmed down, and it sounded again after a while: "Has he made money by trading futures?"

“For now, yes.”

Liu Hexun gritted his teeth and spoke: "But what the specific situation still needs a long time to observe."

"You give me a letter."

Fan Hu's voice was a little dissatisfied: "You don't need to disclose what he bought specifically. Just say whether this person is reliable!"

“From the point of view of profit, it is reliable now.”

Liu Hexun's voice was still a little unconfident: "But my manipulation method is indeed unreliable in my opinion. So, I can't get it right now."

"Oh……"

Fan Hu yelled lightly: "I understand. As a major bank customer, I will visit it regularly."

"Um."

…………

"boss!"

Mo Xiaoxi's voice is very nice and crisp and pleasant, and she is worthy of being from the Broadcasting Department of Communication University.

It’s a pity that I have a bad figure and no curvaceous shape. It’s not popular among boys in communication universities, where most women are.

According to herself, she has not yet met a partner.

Mo Xiaoxi was very serious at that time, but Zhao Lang only wanted to reply to this point.

It's nothing to do with me!

"What's up?"

At this time, Sun Heng was shopping and planned to buy some new daily necessities and enjoy the current living environment of mortals.

When Mo Xiaoxi called, he was seriously looking at the barbecue in front of a barbecue restaurant.

"The second landlord has promised you to move here. It's still Sister Wang's original rent, and there is no need to pay a deposit, but you need to pay three months of rent first."

"oh!"

Zhao Lang nodded, and took a few meat skewers at the same time and continued to walk forward: "I'll transfer the money to you later, and you can pay for me."

"OK!"

It was obvious that Mo Xiaoxi's voice was very cheerful: "Boss, when did you move here? Sister Wang has packed up and is about to leave. Do you need my help there?"

"No, I'll invite a moving master."

Zhao Lang tore off a piece of barbecue and replied, "Let's go tomorrow, I feel a little uncomfortable living here."

"Okay, I'll wait for you, boss."

Mo Xiaoxi spoke enthusiastically, and at the same time, she asked, "Boss, what are you going to shoot for the next video?"

"I haven't thought about it yet."

Zhao Lang paused: "I've been busy these days and I don't have time to pay attention to this."

"oh……"

On the phone, Mo Xiaoxi's voice elongated: "Boss, what have you been busy with these days? If it's interesting, we can also take photos as material."

"I'm speculating on futures."

Zhao Lang replied: "What do you think of the photo taken?"

"I heard that persuading people to trade stocks is like killing parents..."

“…Then forget it!”

Zhao Lang shook his head and happened to see two people walking out of a lottery shop happily.

“Um…”
Chapter completed!