Hunting for Beauty

When Ren Xiaoyao moved, the two girls woke up.

"I let you be so rough on us!"

There were two soft shouts, and Ren Xiaoyao felt a sharp pain in his waist and ribs.

"You two wives, please stop, Xiaosheng will never dare again! I promise not to touch the two ladies again!"

Ren Xiaoyao raised his hand begging for mercy.

"What? Never touch us again, you let our sisters keep the empty room!"

Qiao Meng pinched Ren Xiaoyao's nose and said.

"Mengmei, let him go first, listen to what he has to say, and then we will deal with him."

Qin Yan reached out to stop Qiao Meng's violence.

Chapter 325

Ren Xiaoyao said to the two daughters seriously: "Sister Qin, you are still welcome, I have been calling you sister for so long, if Sister Qin and Meng'er don't dislike me, Ren Xiaoyao, then you all marry me .”

At this point he paused, and then continued: "Maybe I, Ren Xiaoyao, are not so specific in treating women, but one thing is true, I will love you well, be responsible to you, and fulfill the responsibility of a husband And obligations, so that our Falcon team will never have to be separated!"

"We have all been treated like this by you. Who else can we talk to if we don't talk to you? This is what you said. You must keep your words, otherwise our three team members will rebel against you."

After listening to Ren Xiaoyao's words, Qiao Meng muttered.

"One more thing is that Yuzi will come back to live with us from tomorrow. The training of the three of us must be strengthened. Once the task is arranged by the higher authorities to ensure that the task can be completed, by the way, the exercises you want to teach should be passed on to us as soon as possible. The earlier you practice one day, the earlier you will gain."

Qin Yan also said.

"This is a secret book. I believe that you two are descendants of a great family. You can definitely understand this kind of book. If you don't understand, you can ask me."

Ren Xiaoyao took out a cheat book and handed it to Qin Yandao like a magic trick.

Qin Yan took it over and took a look, only to see that there were four big characters written on it: Piaohua Shengong.

"It turned out to be the Piaohua Divine Art. Xiaoyao, where did you get it? This is a peerless martial art from 500 years ago, created by Emperor Feng Piao and Concubine Wanhua Ling!"

Qin Yan asked Ren Xiaoyao.

"My master gave this to me. I haven't practiced it yet. I just practiced the Qi Jue part of the introductory exercises. By the way, I have practiced it a little bit. It was used when I detoxified the three of you in the poison camp last time." I learned the dual-cultivation method inside."

Ren Xiaoyao said.

Hearing that Ren Xiaoyao mentioned the embarrassing incident of that day again, the two daughters gave Ren Xiaoyao a blank look, and Ren Xiaoyao hid again in fright, he was really afraid that the two of them would touch his left and right waist again. ...

After taking a hot bath, Ren Xiaoyao ate a special breakfast prepared by his second daughter, looked up at the electronic clock on the wall and saw that it was almost nine o'clock, so he drove to his company.

As soon as he sat down, Ren Xiaoyao said to the secretary who was pouring tea, "Go get Manager Ma from the futures investment department."

After a while, Manager Ma from the futures investment department walked into Ren Xiaoyao's office nervously.

"Morning chairman!"

Manager Ma greeted Ren Xiaoyao respectfully.

"Manager Ma, sit down quickly."

After Ren Xiaoyao asked Manager Ma to sit down, he didn't give up, and directly revealed the plan he had discussed with Gu Zhengbin yesterday, and told him the whole thing.

"Cooperate with Binsheng?"

After listening to Ren Xiaoyao's plan, Manager Ma's eyes lit up. If it is as the chairman said, Binsheng Investment, the leader of China's futures, will cooperate with this action, and those financial institutions in the Southwest will be dead this time.

"I will allocate another 20 billion to the futures investment department later. After you go back, you will forcefully close the position at any cost, and deliberately make the other party feel that Long Xiao Group is facing the dilemma of running out of funds. As long as you put in more effort at the end, it will be fine." Get the last victory, and then..."

Ren Xiaoyao called Manager Ma to his side and whispered a confession.

"understand!"

Manager Ma left the office with a smile on his face after hearing Ren Xiaoyao's plan.

After returning to the futures investment department, Manager Ma issued an order to his subordinates sitting in front of the computer, "Sell Zhengzhou soybeans completely, and forcefully close positions at any cost!"

While the subordinates outside were selling short the Zhengzhou soybean futures contract, Manager Ma himself sneaked into the office and turned on the computer, using three vest accounts to secretly absorb the huge empty orders placed by the Southwestern financial institutions above.

"I don't even understand the reason why the poor are not chasing after you, but you actually want to blow up our position in one go. Let's see how you die this time!"

Manager Ma said to himself.

Looking at the Zhengzhou soybean futures variety that has been continuously issued by more than a dozen financial institutions in the Southwest, and another major multi-party fund that has also begun to absorb short orders quietly intervened, Manager Ma couldn't help showing a gloomy look on his face. sneer.

At the same time, in the chairman's office on the top floor of the **Cheng's Group Building, Mr. Cheng looked at the ever-falling soybean contract prices on the huge LCD screen on the desk, showing a winner on his face. sneer.

He casually opened a bottle of red wine, poured out a glass, took a sip, and then yelled frantically: "Long Xiao, you little upstart dare to fight with our Cheng family. You are not a centenarian playing bungee jumping—you are looking for death!"

Taking a sip of the top-quality red wine that was as red as blood on the table, Mr. Cheng picked up the phone and ordered Mr. Wang of Southwest Securities: "Increase capital investment, give the other party a fatal blow, and strive to fight violence within today." Long Xiao Group's position."

Although Mr. Wang on the other side of the phone knew that Mr. Cheng, who didn't understand futures at all, would definitely not listen to his advice, he couldn't help but said after a moment of hesitation: "But..."

"But what? Say it!"

Mr. Cheng said impatiently.

Mr. Wang paused and said: "But now the soybean futures contract seems to have new multi-party main funds entering the market to attract funds. Now we have empty orders worth more than 30 billion. Should we stop and wait and see for two days? If we continue to do this, we will become a dead short, and if there is any accident, we will not be able to run away if we want to run away?"

Mr. Cheng said: "Damn it, the price of soybeans has been falling. According to my opinion, the situation is very favorable to us. What we need to do now is to take advantage of the victory and pursue the attack, and concentrate our superior forces to give the enemy a final fatal blow."

Mr. Wang said: "But..."

Mr. Cheng yelled into the microphone: "No, but you can carry out my order, young master. Even if the sky is stepped down, my grandfather will stand up for it. You are afraid of a bird!"

Mr. Wang put down the phone in his hand and cursed fiercely: "Damn, you are a second-generation ancestor who only knows how to eat, drink, whore and gamble. You know nothing about futures operations, and even the futures market follows the trend. I don’t even understand the basic rules, and if something happens, it’s not the people below us who will help you out!”

"Then what should we do now, continue to short?"

Mr. Wang's confidant Zhang Liang asked hurriedly.

"What else can you do? It's not that you don't know Mr. Cheng's character. If you want to survive, just do as he wants! Execute the order and continue to short. Anyway, it's not your family's money to lose!"

Mr. Wang said unhappily.

Mr. Wang leaned on the boss chair and looked at the ceiling, wondering what he was thinking, and sat up suddenly after a few minutes.

Then he said to the assistant next to him: "I have a very bad premonition that we will have a big somersault on the Zhengzhou soybean futures contract. You still have money in the company account and quietly transfer a few hundred million to my personal account." Go to the account, and when we see that the situation is not good, we will immediately take our family to Japan to start anew."

"But……"