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  At three o'clock in the afternoon, the stock market's momentum had reached a boiling point. This war was attracting everyone involved in finance. The immense wealth and power on display made people sigh at the misfortune of Feng Zheng Group while also witnessing its profound strength.

  It's indeed worthy of being the number one group in Southeast Asia, with a valuation of hundreds of billions.

  Reeves is like an artist, pursuing perfection in everything, just like a killer, killing someone without destroying the beauty of death.

  His long fingers lightly tapped on the table, looking at more than a dozen pairs of eyes staring at him, waiting for his final instruction. He suddenly stood up and coldly shouted: "Add 30 billion, close the deal in five minutes."

  This is already the maximum limit he can move for this action, 200 billion. This huge amount is a secret that only he knows.

  Xiao's Feng Zheng Group is on the verge of collapse, which can be seen by anyone who is not blind. However, being paralyzed but not dead is not the result he wants; what he wants is thorough destruction.

  Man's pursuit of perfection is a kind of temperament, but this temperament often buries one's own rationality or the glory of winning every battle has made him forget many things.

  Wallace never thought of failure, said Refs.

  He believes that what awaits him will be glorious.

  Success and failure are often indistinguishable until the final outcome is revealed. Life and death also hang in the balance on this thin line.

  Just as Refers was waiting for the harvest with his last bit of money, the entire Southeastern stock market had become boiling water, not because of this war, but a name.

  Golden finger!

  That most mysterious yet thrilling legendary figure has appeared in the southeast.

  "No, no, impossible, absolutely impossible!" The golden finger glowing with a red light made Mai Guo lose his mind in shock and fear. He was a picker, a top-notch picker, of course, he knew this sign, it was the mark of God.

  "Rafetus, fingers have appeared!" Bit shouted.

  Or some young speculators didn't understand, but Lefferts understood better than anyone else. With one swift step, he rushed to the screen and shouted loudly: "Sell out, dump, now!"

  Six words that shook like thunder, Bit and Momo weren't fools either, their hands moved swiftly on the keyboard, page after page of patterns flashing on the screen, but when Momo pressed the confirm key, a symbol that made people collapse appeared before the three.

  "Cornering and filling warehouses."

  Rafael pushed the mango away with one hand, sat down crazily, and his fingers flew across the keyboard. However, when all the programs came back on again, that indicator appeared once more - 200 billion, a full 200 billion, which had already been locked in at this point.

  "Fezzes, fezzes, we've been robbed!"

  "It's impossible, it's impossible." Refes pounded the keyboard, moving the data to the stock item, Fengzheng Stock, which was soaring in a big way, and the 200 billion investment had already shrunk by 50 billion in just one minute.

  "Fill the warehouse, fill the warehouse-----" Some crazy words from Reifs, his face no longer had the arrogant expression from earlier, he rushed to the door and shouted loudly: "Call the police chief immediately, I need funds, I need a large amount of funds."

  The door opened and the gentleman walked in, his cold eyes this time without anger, but disdain, with a hint of ridicule towards Raphes.

  "No money, the sheriff told me to tell you, it's over." The gentleman spoke slowly: "He said in the dark of night, no need for waste."

  "Spare me, spare me, Captain. We still have a chance. Just give me the funds and I can salvage everything." The defeated and powerless plea had already abandoned Raffles' last shred of dignity.

  The gentleman completely ignored him and instead sneered: "Just because of that, in the eyes of Golden Finger, you're not even worth a pig."

  It was an insult, but Raffles did not get angry because what the gentleman said was right, how could an ordinary person be mentioned in the same breath as God.

  He was defeated, defeated by God's hand.

  Everything has been destroyed, but this time it's not him destroying others, but being destroyed by others.

  He burst into a hearty laugh and sprang up from the window.

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  The Fengzheng Group is also filled with frenzy, fluttering cheers, and thunderous applause in this 66-story skyscraper.

  Liu Yan Yue twisted and turned with the most beautiful dance moves, her face filled with wild joy. She leaned in close to Xiao Qiu Feng who was quietly watching the screen, without saying a word, she gave him a passionate kiss, an excited kiss.

  Xiao Qiufeng turned his head and smiled, at this moment, it was indeed a time to cheer.

  "We won"

  Everyone responded: "We won, we won, Feng Zheng Group won."

  Poor Cold Wind, at the moment of sealing, lost all his supporting strength, and sat on the ground like a lump of mud. For three days, he slept here, ate here, as if he had passed through three centuries of time.

  But at this moment, he was lifted up by people, thrown high, and cheered enthusiastically.

  But only he knew that this victory was not his credit, if it weren't for the mysterious god, if it weren't for the golden finger, he would have lost long ago, or what awaited him now wasn't cheers, but the icy coldness of hell.

  Xiao Qiufeng's phone rang, and he said loudly: "Notify all brothers and sisters in the company that we have won. Tomorrow, I will celebrate with everyone."

  He walked out and left the bustling financial room, answered the phone, he knew it was his older brother calling.

  "How's that? I didn't let you down, did I, old chap?" The usual Hoda, Xiao Qiufeng liked his gentle and warm demeanor.

  Xiao Qiufeng finally put down the stone in his heart, although he knew the old man's reputation, but this financial war, he had never participated in it before, and did not expect that it was not much inferior to a real battlefield.

  At this moment, everything has come to an end. The 400 billion merger has at least plundered over 1.5 trillion in wealth for the Fengzheng Group. It is believed that these will enable the Fengzheng Group's business to reach a new level.

  "Thanks, bro! If you hadn't helped me this time, I reckon I'd really have to hang up again."

  Xiao Qiufeng rarely said these three words, but this time, he was sincere.

  The old man smiled brightly, seemingly in a good mood, and said: "Alright, just remember that I helped you out this time. Don't disappear without reason again in the future. Also, don't forget that you still owe me an explanation. If your reason is unacceptable to me, be careful, kid. Who knows, if I get angry, I might bring another financial disaster to Fengzheng Group."

  Xiao Qiufeng also smiled, he knew that the old man's concern for him was genuine and would never do anything to harm him. He said this just to understand himself a little better.

  "Don't worry, my reason will definitely satisfy you." Fengzheng Group was his from the start, does he still need a reason?

  Another pile of nonsense, mostly caring and reminding words, which made Xiao Qiufeng feel the warmth of his loved ones, and he couldn't help but feel a little guilty in his heart. He had never accompanied him well before, and now that he was old, he was really lonely by himself.

  Liu Yan Yue quietly hid by the door, sideways, she originally wanted to catch up and walk with Xiao Qiu Feng together, but that phone call made him very surprised.

  Elder brother, she didn't know that this man had an older brother. Judging from his tone, it seems that in this financial war of Fengzheng Group, it's still the elder brother who is helping out. Looking at their conversation, their feelings are extraordinary.

  They've been together for five or six years, although they don't know the man 100%, but at least 90%. However, this old brother, she had never heard of him before, nor had she ever heard the Xiao family mention him.

  Moreover, she was baffled by the collapse of the three major funds today. Feng Zheng's stocks had clearly collapsed, but just as Leng Feng was about to give up, everything turned around in a matter of minutes.

  Although she is not a good speculator, she still understands a lot about stocks. This can only be said that in addition to Fengzheng Group and the three major funds, there is a third hidden hand secretly shorting Fengzheng.

  Could it be that old guy? Liu Yan Yue was very curious.

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