After not being a human being, the paranoid villain took a fancy to

Mo Zeyan lowered his eyes and looked coldly, even if Mo He found him, so what.

It's just another place to continue to suffer, those tortures and insults... sooner or later, he will return them one by one.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Mo Zeyan registered an account and published an analysis post on a well-known stock trading forum.

The title of the analysis post is very eye-catching, predicting which stock will rise-this kind of post is not uncommon, but what Mo Zeyan predicted was a new stock.

At this point in time, there are quite a few people visiting the forum. As soon as the post was published, it attracted the attention of many people.

but……

[Fuck!Where did the two hundred and five come from, what the hell are you pretending to be here? 】

[Whether it’s cool or stay there, don’t come out to shame people, okay? 】

[I thought someone else posted the latest analysis post, and wanted to come in and take a look, but what is this? ! 】

……

The post was ridiculed by the crowd, but seeing what Mo Zeyan posted clearly, it is normal to be ridiculed by the crowd.

Generally speaking, speculation in new stocks is the most profitable, the least risky, and the most efficient, so there is a saying of "new arbitrage".

The reason why there is such a saying is that it is not easy to crash when speculating in new stocks. Of course, as the space for arbitrage becomes narrower and narrower, the high returns brought by speculating in new stocks are becoming more and more challenged.

Therefore, for those who invest in stocks for a long time, speculation in new stocks is becoming more and more tasteless, and it is becoming less and less popular.

If only the value of a new stock was analyzed in Mo Zeyan's prediction post.

But in this post, not only did it estimate how much high returns this new stock could bring, but it also gave an accurate indication of when this new stock would crash.

As the so-called wealth and wealth are sought in insurance, everyone understands this truth, and stockholders are even more familiar with it——

But not only can you estimate how much high returns the new stock will bring, but you can also accurately calculate the time when this new stock will crash?It's fucking outrageous!

No one believed it.

Those who do not invest in this new stock feel that it is a waste of time.

Those who invested in this new stock thought that this person was crazy.

However, this analysis post released by Mo Zeyan became popular, but the reason for the popularity was that it caused too much ridicule.

After all, in the stock trading forum, it is rare to see such a mentally retarded analysis post.

Mo Zeyan didn't care what the reply below was, he turned off the computer after posting, and then hid it.

He had just hidden it when a piece of paper appeared in front of him.

"Will, will, will!"

Song Nuo stood on the bed, held up the paper and approached Mo Zeyan: "Look what this is!"

On the paper is a small round cake figure, facing the computer with mosquito coils in his eyes, round everywhere, with short hands and short feet, so ugly.

Mo Zeyan squinted his eyes: "Don't tell me, this big noodle cake is about me..."

"Ah, it's you."

Song Nuo didn't notice the danger in Moze's words: "This is the first time I draw with a brush, and the first one is you. Do you like it?"

Pa la pa la, while talking, Song Nuo shook the paper, his joy was beyond words.

Mo Zeyan paused, and moved his eyes from the paper to Song Nuo's slightly swaying body——

I don't know why he's so happy about it. It's just a broken picture drawn on the back of a piece of broken grid paper. What does he like?

"Okay, I like it."

Mo Zeyan reached out to take the paper, and looked down again: "This is your first time drawing? It's a good drawing. You can continue to try to draw. Maybe you can become a cartoonist."

Song Nuo stretched out her pigtails, her eyes rounded: "Really?!"

Seeing Song Nuo so happy, his body shook even more...

Mo Zeyan folded the drawing paper and put it away, hummed in a low voice, and lied without blinking: "Really, I won't lie to you."

After a pause, Mo Zeyan looked at Song Nuo and asked again: "I'm very interested in computers and other things. Is there anything you are interested in?"

"What am I interested in?"

Song Nuo was taken aback, he didn't expect Mo Zeyan to ask him this question.

He seems to have never thought about this issue. Learning three languages ​​is just for living.

After all, learning more by using the mouth is more suitable for him than other skills.

"It's the first time I draw with a brush..."

Mo Zeyan read these words lightly, and said again: "If there is anything else you want to try, you can tell me, I can earn some money and come back..."

"Huh? Make money?"

Song Nuo's heart and eyes were full of the following sentence: "How to make money back?"

Mo Ze said, "Just..."

"You don't really intend to pick up junk, do you?"

Song Nuo said anxiously: "Isn't it enough for you to have me? Ah, no, I'm not saying I'm a rag, I mean..."

"...Stock trading."

"what?"

Mo Zeyan explained patiently: "I use the money you gave me to buy some stocks and make money."

Song Nuo's small mouth opened into an O shape, and he looked Mo Zeyan up and down: "You are only six years old, right?!"

Mo Zeyan hummed, and stared at Song Nuo without blinking, wondering what Song Nuo thought of him.

He also knows that all the things he has shown don't look like a six-year-old child at all. If it were anyone else, I'm afraid it would have been...

"Snapped!"

Song Nuo pouted her buttocks and buried herself in the mattress.

Mo Zeyan was taken aback: "... Nuonuo?"

Nuonuo is unhappy, Nuonuo feels inferior!

After a long while, Song Nuo's moaning voice came from under the mattress: "So you are the child of someone else's family...and you can earn money by yourself..."

He also said that he would take care of Mo Zeyan and raise him...

Mo Zeyan pursed his lips, reached out and dug Song Nuo out of the mattress: "Thanks to you, you are the biggest contributor."

"Ok?"

Song Nuo was lifted from the bed by Mo Zeyan, and he couldn't help kicking his legs: "You can make money, what does it have to do with me?"

"The computer is bought with your money, and the money invested in stocks is the money left after buying the computer."

Mo Zeyan saw that Song Nuo didn't take the credit for himself at all, and didn't even have an idea, so he reached out and knocked on Song Nuo's forehead: "What do you say has anything to do with you? Are you stupid?"

"what……"

Song Nuo recalled, it's alright, he can stand up again, he is beautiful again: "Well, you are right."

Mo Zeyan's eyelashes trembled slightly: "Stupid?"

Song Nuo: "..."

Seeing Song Nuo looking at him sadly and accusingly, Mo Zeyan pretended to suddenly realize: "Oh, he is the biggest hero."

This kid definitely did it on purpose!

……

With money, life will be easier, and the quality of life can be secretly improved.

And with Mo Zeyan's encouragement, Song Nuo gradually fell in love with painting. He felt that he was quite talented in drawing comics, and at least Mo Zeyan liked to read them.

So he "kept working hard", Mo Zeyan was in class during the day, and he would hide beside Mo Zeyan and paint!

But every time he disappeared, Mo Zeyan seemed a little dissatisfied, and the next day he even took out a rope and wanted to tie it around his wrist.

Song Nuo took a breath: "I don't run, and even if I tie the rope around my wrist, you can know where I am, but if I try to untie it, you won't be able to see it."

Mo Zeyan was silent, thinking about it, he had no choice but to give up in the end.

Only then did Song Nuo heave a sigh of relief, and then suddenly realized that this kid was a little too dependent on him?

But thinking about it, my mother passed away, and my father didn't know where he was. Not only did he live a life of being dependent on others, but he was also treated coldly.

At present, the only person Mo Zeyan can rely on is probably him.

Thinking about it this way, Song Nuo could understand Mo Zeyan's behavior.

"Nonuo, you wait here incognito for me, I'll come back as soon as I go."

Mo Zeyan put Song Nuo in an alley, and carefully told him, "Don't run around, you know?"

Just looking up information and materials on the Internet is not enough, Mo Zeyan also needs to find someone to take pictures of.

—— Regarding the evidence of Fang Hongda's derailment, he had to show it to Li Tong.

But Mo Zeyan also knew that at his age, it was not easy to find someone to do things face to face.

So he found someone on the Internet, agreed on a place, asked someone to put the photo there, and he went to pick it up.

Bringing Song Nuo is too eye-catching, and even if Song Nuo can hide, Mo Zeyan doesn't want Song Nuo to know about it.

It's not about avoiding Song Nuo—it's because he has revealed too much, and everything else is easy to talk about, but how can he explain the matter of finding someone to follow and shoot someone?

Mo Zeyan lowered his eyes - he was also afraid that one day Song Nuo would not be able to accept it.

"I see, you've said it several times."

Song Nuo waved his hand: "Go, I'll be right here waiting for you."

"Ah."

Mo Zeyan responded, then glanced at Song Nuo again, then turned and left.

Song Nuo sighed softly, hey, what a pestering bastard, really worrying.

Hee hee hee.

Song Nuo: [System, do you know what it feels like to be depended on? 】

system:【……】

【By the way, you still haven't found any news about Mo Zeyan's father? 】

System: [No. 】

Song Nuo frowned: [Why...]

While speaking, a familiar voice suddenly came from the nearby residential building.

"...Brother, hello, I..."

"Shut up! I'm not your brother!" The child's angry voice sounded.

Song Nuo paused, the two voices were somewhat familiar.

He poked his head out of the alley and looked towards the place where the sound came from, and saw Lu Jingshuo standing with Lu Jingyan, and there was a beautiful woman beside him.

The woman was standing next to Lu Jingyan, obviously on Lu Jingyan's side.

"Xiao Shuo, how can you talk like this? If your father finds out, he will definitely say you, and since you have already found him, he should already know that Xiao Yan is your younger brother, so he really should call you brother."

Song Nuo smacked his lips, looked at Lu Jingshuo whose face was turned pale by the woman's words, and shook his head involuntarily.

Last time I went to Lu Jingyan's school, but this time I found the place where Lu Jingyan lives?

Why bother... After confirming and confirming, it should be a fact, or a fact.

Lu Jingshuo held back for a long time, staring at the woman and Lu Jingyan speechless, and finally turned around and ran away.

But he didn't run very far, and he got into the corner of the alley where Song Nuo was. After a while, he heard a suppressed cry.