As early as a week ago, Zhao Lang opened a stock account and contacted certain private equity firms and individuals through Liu Hexun.

With a large capital budget and accurate and effective utilization, the market he made is large enough.

Although it cannot be compared with some large dealers, it is enough to provoke small-scale stock markets in the Hong Kong stock market.

And he has divine nature, his stocks will rise as much as he buys.

Whatever you sell will fall!

Scan the curve of the day's trading, it's as unreasonable as turning on a cheater.

一天下来,复盘结算.

"The funds entered the market are 80 million yuan. At present, your net profit is 17.63 million yuan, boss."

Wang Weishan withdrew his eyes staring at the computer, stood up and saluted Zhao Lang.

“能为老板效力,是我的荣幸.”

"Me too!"

蔡裴声音一提.

Although Zheng Song, who was standing next to him, did not speak, his eyes were convinced when he looked over.

Zhao Lang smiled and stood up from the sofa: "Who are you familiar with the neighborhood? Arrange a partner meal."

Naturally, he is not prepared to fight alone in the future. Some things always require the help of professionals so that he can maximize the effect of his assets.

而面前这几位,就是他一开始的班底.

"I'll do it."

Liu Hui volunteered: "There is a newly opened Western restaurant nearby. The environment is good. Mr. Zhao wouldn't mind the price."

“价钱我是不介意.”

Zhao Lang curled his lips and waved his hand to reject the proposal: "But I can't get used to Western food, so I'd better change the other one."

“嗯,那去清平居怎么样?”

Liu Hui pondered slightly and spoke again: "The food there tastes good and the environment is good."

"The century-old private vegetable Qingpingju in the old alley?"

Wang Weishan obviously knew this place and chuckled when he heard this: "It's really good there, but it seems like you have to book in advance."

“Not that trouble.”

Liu Hui smiled heartily: "Go directly, there must be a room, I still have this face."

“那好,就去这里.”

Zhao Lang made the final decision.

After a day off, the next day, the same scene was staged in the stock market again.

"Net profit, 24 million!"

Day 3.

Wang Weishan became more and more excited: "Boss, our net profit today is more than 36 million!"

In just three days, 80 million yuan of funds entered the market, and the returns almost doubled!

This is a miracle for him!

But on the fourth day, the stock market's returns did not rise steadily as they did in the previous few days, but instead fell.

"Net profit is more than 31 million."

On the fifth day, even though the funds that can be manipulated become more, the returns will drop faster.

"Net profit, 23 million."

Not only that, under Zhao Lang's control, the stock curve is not as perfect as the previous few days.

There were even several times when I bought high and sold low, and I suffered a slight loss.

This is undoubtedly disappointing.

But at the same time, Wang Weishan and others subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

If Zhao Lang can keep winning and win so exaggeratedly, it will probably not take long to sweep the global stock market.

Fortunately, from now on, he is not omnipotent.

Of course, in addition to the stock market, Zhao Lang has also been constantly moving in the futures market these days.

According to statistics on Friday, he has controlled as much as 400 million yuan.

Most of them continue to stay in the stock market and futures markets, and cashed in 100 million to conduct other businesses.

"It seems that with my current divine power, I can no longer make a large amount of money in the stock market by manipulating 400 million yuan."

"Although you can continue to make money, your efficiency will become lower and lower until you reach the limit of divine power."

"It should be about 700 to 800 million."

Walking back, Zhao Lang pondered to himself.

"Only by increasing the influence among mortals and active divinity can we have more money."

"but……"

"Before this, let's have a good sleep!"

Back at the rented room in Mingyuan Community, Zhao Lang plunged into the soft bed and fell asleep without saying a word.

During these five days, he has been paying attention to the stock market and futures almost all the time, and has long been exhausted.

After all, this body is just a mortal, and there is not enough spirit to consume.

And he slept all day!

"Shhh..."

In a daze, someone seemed to be saying something in his ear, and his body was swaying left and right as on the boat.

"Hey, wake up, wake up!"

The sound in my ears began to grow louder, and something furry even began to irritate my nostrils.

"Ah Yeh!"

Zhao Lang twitched, rubbed his nose and woke up from his dream.

Opening his confused eyes, a chubby face had occupied all his sight.

“…”

After a chill in his heart, Zhao Lang's body suddenly shrank back and subconsciously kicked it out.

"boss!"

"What old one!"

Zhao Lang stopped forcibly, opened his eyes wide, and roared at Mo Xiaoxi: "You are sick, why are you suddenly running into my house? Do you understand whether men and women understand?"

"Boss, I...I'm scared."

Mo Xiaoxi looked aggrieved, held her hands in front of her chest and curled up, her eyes also turned red.

"Fear?"

Zhao Lang lifted the quilt, fortunately he was intact when he was sleeping, so he was not worried about being taken advantage of.

He got up from the bed with annoyance, muttering: "I should be afraid of me, right? By the way, how did you get into my house?"

"You didn't lock the door."

Mo Xiaoxi pointed to the door.

"Um……"

Zhao Lang's eyes were confused and did not remember the specific situation when he went into the house to sleep.

"Forget it, you must lock the door next time, otherwise you will run to my bed if you don't know what kind of woman you will."

"boss!"

At this time, Mo Xiaoxi rushed behind Zhao Lang again, grabbed his sleeve with both hands: "I'm really scared!"

"What are you afraid of?"

Zhao Lang rolled his eyes helplessly: "A ghost has entered this room?"

"It's not about getting into a ghost, there are bad people!"

Mo Xiaoxi looked excited and pointed outside: "There are several batches outside today."

"Bad guy?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Lang frowned, shook away the oil bottle, and walked out the door.
To be continued...