C516 From heaven to hell

It was already the beginning of February, and the Spring Festival was approaching. The atmosphere in the capital was getting heavier and heavier.

Similar to this Spring Festival, there is also the fervor in the financial markets.

The stocks that He Xiangping talked about before, had already gone from their original price of more than one yuan to their current price of almost 30 yuan, which could be considered to have created a miracle in China's stock market.

As for He Xiangping, he had already been called the Stock God by many people.

Strangely, however, the financial experts, who were well-known in the domestic financial world and were keen on stock market reviews, are now tacitly silent.

On the contrary, because of He Xiangping, the viewership ratings of the《 First Line of the Finance》 suddenly rose. The experts that were invited all praised He Xiangping and praised him, trying their best to curry favor with him.

Today was the final exam of the Finance Department of Guanghua School of Management at Peking University, and He Xiangping was also the invigilator of Yang Jiabao's marketing class.

The examination hall was so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard. The only sound that could be heard was the "sha sha" sound made by the rubbing of the pen against the exam paper.

Compared to this quiet environment, He Xiangping's heart was not at peace. In fact, he was very excited.

He also knew that the stocks were close to thirty yuan, and the money he had invested into the stock market had ballooned to two hundred million yuan like a snowball.

The current him was just waiting for Little Qian to call him, then he would immediately release the stocks in his hands, and the 200 million would be considered as a bag.

That's right, he still had to show his face before the small amount of money was fully put on the market. He had to remind the shareholders that these stocks were a bit unstable and might fall in value. After that, he would be able to see the huge collapse that followed.

Thinking about how he was about to have two hundred million, He Xiangping, who was standing at the podium, couldn't help but look at Yang Jiabao, who was sitting in her seat with her head lowered, answering the questions.

Looking at her extremely serious face, He Xiangping's heart began to heat up. He could already imagine Yang Jiabao's crying face that was about to offer her life, and the corners of her mouth subconsciously curled up.

"Ding Ling Ling!"

The phone suddenly rang. Many students in the examination hall who were engrossed in the paper were so frightened that they trembled, thinking it was time to hand in their papers.

He Xiangping's face was a little hot, he immediately took out his cell phone from his pocket, apologized to the other teacher and the other students, then quickly left the exam grounds.

Originally, not to mention during the more important final exam, even if he had to attend lessons on a daily basis, He Xiangping would still switch off his computer so as to not disturb his lessons.

But right now, he was anxiously waiting for Little Qian's call, so he had no way of shutting down the phone.

Walking out of the examination hall, he immediately put the phone close to his ear and asked excitedly, "Is this Mister Qian?"

"Hehe, Professor He, looks like you've been waiting anxiously." Little Qian's voice came over the phone.

"Mr. Qian, let's talk about other things later. How's the stock market?" He Xiangping was indeed very anxious.

Xiao Qian smiled, "Seeing how anxious you are, alright. Hur Hur, the price has already exceeded 30 RMB. We are also preparing to place our shares on the market. Quickly go and cash out."

With He Xiangping's gentle personality, he could not help but curse, "Fuck you, it's done!"

After that, he immediately called his brokerage, asking him to sell off all the stocks in his hands, and the brokerage quickly agreed.

"Congratulations, Mr. He." In the end, the brokerage said hello over the phone.

"Mm, thank you." He Xiangping tried his best to suppress the wild joy in his heart.

Perhaps he was too excited. If he was in the past, he might have been able to hear the securities broker say "congratulations". There was even a hint of a gloating smile in his voice.

After hanging up the phone, He Xiangping took a deep breath. In the February Beijing, the temperature was very low, but to He Xiangping, the air was extremely warm, so warm that it reached the bottom of his heart.

When he returned to the examination hall, the smile on his face confused the other invigilator.

He Xiangping also narrowed his eyes as he looked at Yang Jiabao, thinking extremely proudly in her heart: "Yang Jiabao, just cry and yell and come over to me, beg for me to accept you, hehehe … If you don't go through all three holes in your body, I won't be called He Xiangping! "

Just then, Yang Jiabao raised her head and met He Xiangping's lustful eyes. Whoosh!

If it was an ordinary He Xiangping, he would probably restrain himself a little, but at this moment, he was completely unbridled. His gaze wantonly rested on Yang Jiabao's chest, as if he wanted to tear off that layer of clothes and ruthlessly humiliate her.

With a cold snort, Yang Jiabao packed her things and took her exam papers out, wanting to submit her answer in advance.

Coming out of her seat, she didn't even spare He Xiangping a glance as she handed the completed exam papers over to another invigilator, and directly walked out of the examination hall.

He Xiangping hurriedly greeted the invigilator and chased after him.

"A family heirloom." As she walked out of the door, she saw Yang Jiabao walking towards the stairs.

Originally, Yang Jiabao did not want to bother with him, but after thinking for a while, she stopped and turned back, asking: "What is it?"

"There's something I want to talk to you about." With that said, He Xiangping did not even look at Yang Jiabao and walked into the resting room.

Yang Jiabao revealed a cold smile and followed him in.

"Jianxuan, do you know that I already have 200 million yuan in my possession?" Seeing Yang Jiabao coming in, He Xiangping immediately said to her, and then waited for Yang Jiabao to reveal a dumbstruck expression.

However, contrary to He Xiangping's expectations, there was no change in Yang Jiabao's expression, and she coldly asked, "So what?"

"So what?" He Xiangping sneered: "Didn't you tell me before that if I could earn one hundred million in a year, I could compete fairly with Zhou Hao?

Have you forgotten all these words? "

Yang Jiabao shook her head: "I didn't forget, but Mr. She, I think you misunderstood me.

At that time, I only said that you could compete fairly with Zhou Hao, but I don't think I ever said that I would like you. "

"You …" He Xiangping was at a loss for words before slowing down his expression and speaking: "Jiao, I used not even a month's time to earn two hundred million, you should be able to see my strength, right?

Furthermore, right now I am already a Stock God from the outside world, it would be beneficial for me to be famous. Do you think I can be compared to Zhou Hao, that little brat with the stinky milk? "

"I think you're the bastard." Yang Jiabao squinted her eyes and said coldly.

Suddenly, she spread out her hands again. "Forget it. A great catastrophe is about to befall you. Why should I lower myself to your level?"

"What did you say? A catastrophe is about to befall you? What nonsense are you spouting?" He Xiangping naturally did not understand what Yang Jiabao meant.

Right at this moment, the sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground could be heard from outside the corridor. Then, someone asked: "May I ask where He Xiangping is?"

"Professor He, he seems to have gone out just now." This was the teacher who was being tested with He Xiangping.

Hearing that someone was looking for him outside, He Xiangping was confused, and at this moment, he saw Yang Jiabao give him a pitiful and ridiculing look.

In this instant, He Xiangping had a bad premonition in his heart.

He walked over to open the door of the lounge and saw a few uniformed police officers at the entrance of the examination hall. The invigilator was also there.

He Xiangping walked over and said to the leader of the police: "I am He Xiangping, you are looking for me?"

The policeman looked at He Xiangping from head to toe, then took a piece of paper from his subordinate and waved it in front of He Xiangping.

Then, with a stern face, he said, "Mr. He Xiangping, we are from the Economic Crime Investigation Bureau of the Ministry of Public Security, and we suspect that you are related to an insider trading case and a financial order destruction case. Please follow us back."

It was unknown if it was intentional, but his voice was very loud. All the students and teachers on the first floor could hear him.

Hearing that, He Xiangping shivered, and immediately shouted: "When have I ever involved myself in insider trading, and when have I broken the financial order? You, don't carelessly accuse people!"

"He Xiangping, we did not wrongly accuse you, do you know how many people you have harmed?!"

A policeman behind him angrily said, "The stocks that you predicted to rise have been found to have been sold through illegal operations. Those companies have been investigated and they have all fallen!"

It was clear that the police had suffered heavy losses due to him buying those stocks or some family members of his. Hence, he hated He Xiangping especially as the main culprit.

"No …" "Impossible!" He Xiangping subconsciously rejected the policeman because he did not believe that it was true.

"It's useless to say anything now. It's better for you to cooperate. Obediently come back with us." The leader of the police said coldly.

Two police officers immediately approached He Xiangping and grabbed him, putting handcuffs on his hands.

He Xiangping saw that there were already a lot of students walking out to watch from the sidelines. He, the youngest professor of Peking University, had been handcuffed in front of everyone.

"I, I want to wear a hood! I want to wear a hood! " Although he knew that he would be recognized even if he wore a hood, He Xiangping still wanted to deceive himself. He didn't dare face the surrounding students and teachers.

The leader of the police sneered: "Sorry, we didn't prepare any hood. He Xiangping, come with us. "

"Let's go, you liar!" The policeman, who hated He Xiangping a lot, pushed him hard.

This sudden change made He Xiangping, who was immersed in the joy of being suddenly rich, feel like he was in a world from heaven to hell.