Rebirth 1987: From selling fake wine to the top

The next day, as soon as Yue Hao arrived at the villa where the trader was staying, he saw several people with smiles on their faces.

"You are so happy. Did something good happen?"

Yue Hao chuckled and was in a good mood.

"Mr. Yue, the market has started to fall. We can support it for a while longer."

Several traders were a little happy.

"Your goal is to last two more days?"

Yue Hao laughed angrily at their words.

He took a huge sum of money and traveled across the ocean just to survive for two more days?

"Mr. Yue, the stock market is changing rapidly. No one can predict what will happen next. Two more days means two more days of hope..."

The older trader said sarcastically.

Many people think that this is just a very ordinary market decline. After two or three days, their stocks will rise back and they will double their losses.

However, after falling for two consecutive days, the market not only showed no signs of recovery, but fell off a cliff on the third day.

All the chives in hawk sauce were shocked. Is this still a stock they are familiar with?

Also stunned was Sun Debiao. This guy had spent all of his wealth on the magic stock he had built.

Now it has dropped to the limit several times in a row, and I don’t even recognize his mother anymore.

"Mr. John, please think of a solution quickly. We will suffer heavy losses if we fall like this."

Immediately, Sun Debiao began to seek help from his partners.

How could John Doyle have time to talk to Sun Debiao at this time?

He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and the phone in his hand never stopped.

After every phone call, he would tremble with anger, and his whole person would be in a state of impotence and rage.

"Fuck, a bunch of trash!"

After hanging up another call, John angrily smashed the phone to pieces.

Seeing that he could no longer count on John Doyle, Sun Debiao remembered his professional analyst Pierce and hurried over to find someone.

As a result, when he arrived at the hotel, he heard the front desk tell him.

It was said that Pierce ran away in a hurry early in the morning, and now no one can find him.

When Sun Debiao heard this, he was like a bolt from the blue.

Damn foreigner, he still has 10,000+ US dollars left in Pierce's house.

Now he is nowhere to be found, and even if he thinks about it with his buttocks, he knows that Pierce must have run away with the money.

"Hey, isn't this an awesome stock god? He was sitting on the ground in the morning. Why, his legs are weak?"

When Yue Hao came out of the hotel elevator, he happened to see Sun Debiao lying limp on the ground.

"Asshole, the stock price drop is temporary, and it will definitely rise again!"

Seeing Yue Hao, Sun Debiao's eyes turned red and he roared hysterically.

"Waiter, there's a madman here, and your hotel doesn't care about it?"

Yue Hao stared at Sun Debiao with cold eyes.

He has always been a small-minded person. The last time Sun Debiao got angry and cried about his little princess, he wrote it down in a small notebook.

The hotel security did not come up to clean up Sun Debiao as Yue Hao expected.

The main reason was the language barrier, and those old black men couldn't understand what Yue Hao was saying.

But this is a high-end hotel after all, and Sun Debiao's appearance of paralyzing on the ground and roaring hysterically will affect the normal operation of the hotel.

This also attracted the attention of those security guards.

The security guards knew Sun Debiao and knew that he was a customer of the hotel, so they came up to him very politely and asked him if he needed help.

Sun Debiao, who was already dizzy, violently pushed the security guard away, accompanied by a few insulting words.

The security guard had no choice but to call his two companions and "invite" the out-of-control Sun Debiao to the security room so as not to disturb other customers.

As the stock market crashed overnight, the streets are now filled with protest teams of investors who have suffered heavy losses, crying why the authorities did not step in to save the stock market.

Yue Hao specifically told his wife, daughter and sister-in-law not to go out these two days, as there are a lot of lunatics on the street, so as not to be accidentally injured.

Even the playboy Zhao Yugang honestly acted like a coward, hiding in the villa without going out.

The place he was in was a well-known wealthy area, so there was no need to worry about safety issues.

Yue Hao stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the slightly depressed neighborhood outside, and couldn't help but sigh secretly.

When I first arrived, those people on the street had confident smiles on their faces.

As well as those office workers, most of them are wearing luxury goods, all they need is the words "I am rich" written on their foreheads.

But now, pedestrians are walking in a hurry on the street, many shops have been closed down by banks, and a bleak atmosphere has enveloped the entire city.

Black Monday is here!

In his previous life, Yue Hao once read a report. This stock market crash directly caused Yingjiang's economic development to set back ten years!

And those numbers on paper are far less shocking than seeing them with your own eyes.

Yue Hao stood here and personally participated in this historic moment.

I can only sigh in my heart, finance is really something that ordinary people cannot touch.

If you are not careful, you will become a leek of the times.

At this time, Shen Xiaowen came over from behind him and looked down at the gradually increasing number of parades on the street.

"Weren't you fine a few days ago? Why did you suddenly change like this?"

Shen Xiaowen asked curiously.

"This is finance."

Yue Hao said, then walked behind Shen Xiaowen and hugged her.

"Be honest, in broad daylight, if Xiaoyue and the others see you..."

Sensing that Yue Hao's hands were dishonest, Shen Xiaowen looked back nervously.

The door to the room was closed, and Shen Xiaoyue and Tongtong were playing in the living room.

"It's best during the day. If Tongtong's little light bulb is there at night, I can't do anything."

Yue Hao said shamelessly.

Shen Xiaowen pushed Yue Hao several times, but couldn't push him away. Finally, helplessness flashed in her eyes.

Silent all night.