Chapter 1101

On the screen, Mu's stock has risen another six percentage points.

It's no wonder that the performance of Xinghuai town has been improved. The official of North America branch has also issued a statement to prove that there is no material exceeding the standard in Mu's North America branch. After the review, there is no objection, and their business rights will be restored.

Such good news, everyone is proving that Mu will soon come out of the trough.

At this time, Mu's share price is only two-thirds of the previous price. We all know that the price will definitely rise.

Who doesn't want to make money?

Small shareholders, large shareholders, various funds They had been waiting for this opportunity, and immediately swarmed into the market, hoping to get more Mu's shares in their hands before the stock price rebounded.

As a direct result, Mu's stock soared sharply, and then it became more and more conspicuous. The more money was invested, the price was raised again

In this repeated cycle, Mu almost every few minutes will flip a new number.

Watching a little bit of rising figures, Chen Ziming is even more painful than cutting meat.

When he grabs the mobile phone again, he almost can't wait to get into the phone and fly to the other party to get the money back.

However, as soon as the dial out button was pressed, the phone flashed and the screen turned dark.

"Damn it!"

Chen Ziming finally collapsed, stood up and dropped his mobile phone to the ground.

In fact, this time, I really don't blame others. It's just that he calls his cell phone too much and runs out of power.

Without paying attention to the half broken mobile phone on the ground, Chen Ziming rushed downstairs and grabbed a bottle of wine from the wine rack. The cup was too lazy to use. He took off the lid and put it into his mouth, pouring it into his mouth.

After drinking half a bottle of wine, Chen Ziming raised his hand and threw it out.

"Asshole, it's all motherfuckers!"

Bell -

on the tea table, the telephone rings.

Chen Ziming didn't pay attention to it, but the bell seemed not to give up at all.

He came up in a huff and grabbed the receiver.

"Mr. Chen Ziming, please?" The other side inquired in English.

"Who the hell are you?" Chen Ziming asked in English.

"I'm Mr. Smith, the manager of Y & L private equity."

Hearing these words, Chen Ziming is busy grasping the receiver and apologizing to the other party in a low voice.

"I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to scold you, I just for a moment I'm really sorry to say something wrong. When will my money be available? "

"Well, today is just the time for us to do the account, so I'm afraid not today. I'll pay you the down payment on time before 8 o'clock tomorrow morning."

"But the contract says I'll be paid within two days!" Chen Ziming angrily scolded.

"Yes, the contract does say within two days, but within two working days after the contract comes into effect. Today is Friday. I will transfer money to you immediately on Monday morning."

"I don't care. I'm going to get the money now!" Chen Ziming roared.

"But my colleague has gone on holiday from work, and I can't see him until Monday. Then I'll see you on Monday, Mr. Chen. "

Waiting for Chen Ziming to respond, the other party has hung up the phone.

"Damn it, damn Yankee!" Chen Ziming was so angry that he threw the phone on the desk. "Would you die if you gave me the money early, asshole Son of a bitch... "

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