After coming out of the doctor's office, Jiang Fengming left the hospital and went to the library.

I bought some books about finance, many thick ones, and then brought them back.

He is going to let Leng Yanmo have a thorough understanding of the basic theoretical knowledge of Finance in these books for this month, and then he will teach him to learn some things in the market.

He wants to make cold words into his sword.

For Jiang Fengming, Lengyan Mo is not only a simple chess piece, but also a sword in his hand, a very sharp sword.

Since Leng Yanmo is gifted in computer programming, it means that he is also very sensitive to numbers and logic. Therefore, when studying data analysis or financial analysis of stocks, lengyanmo should be able to start and adapt quickly.

After all, lengyanmo has a keen intuition and talent for numbers.

Jiang Fengming returned to the ward with his books and put all those thick financial books on the tea table.

Looking down at these books, Jiang Fengming's lips evoke a meaningful smile.

From tomorrow, his plan will be officially launched.

The first is the first pot of gold.

Although he has a lot of money in his account, the bank accounts are all in China. If there is no accident, those accounts will also be watched by Leng Shaoheng's people. If there is any change in the account.

Leng Shaoheng, who is so smart and cautious, will naturally check the direction of capital flow in his account. When he does, his life will be exposed.

If Jiang Fengming exposes himself, it's nothing. The most important thing is cold words. Cold words must not be exposed.

So he must hide Leng Yanmo well, and never let Leng Shaoheng Shen Qingqing find out.

In that case, it's really nothing. If you lose your wife, you'll lose your soldiers.

Since Jiang Fengming can't use the money in his domestic account, he needs to raise a lot of money now.

As for the source of funds, Jiang Fengming also thought well, relying on the superb coding talent of cold words and ink.

Or to write some game code, heard that this more money, and earn more and more money.

Or do some website pages, this specific situation he has not asked lengyanmo.

But Jiang Fengming guessed that lengyanmo could invade the bank and even transfer the money without knowing it. The complicated programming was easy for lengyanmo, so the game programming or website programming, for him, should be just a child.

Jiang Fengming sits on the sofa and leans back. His legs are gracefully folded and gently shaken. His hands are on the armrest of the sofa. He knocks and his eyes are slightly narrowed. He is lost in meditation.

In the evening, aunt Xiaolin called Leng Shaoheng and asked about Shen Qingqing.

"Shaoheng, what's the matter with Qingqing? Can you click therapy to start? "

"Well." Leng Shaoheng nodded and said, looking at Shen Qingqing, who was watching TV, "the doctor said that electric shock treatment can start tomorrow."

Aunt Xiaolin was very pleased to hear that, "I hope to get better as soon as possible!"

Leng Shaoheng didn't say anything, just a word.

Naturally, he also hoped that Shen Qingqing's illness would get better as soon as possible. No one in the world hoped more than him.

But hope is one thing, expectation is one thing, and fact is another.

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