Chapter 4: People die for money and birds die for food

"I thank you on behalf of my relatives."

Li Zehua felt that his worldview was shattered. Why didn't he realize that this person's train of thought was so weird before?
He spread his hands and said, "That's really unfortunate. My family urged me to transfer the money yesterday. Now I don't have a penny on me."

Seeing the cooked duck fly away, Chen Ming became even more anxious and said in panic, "What, you transferred my money? How can I do that!"

"What your money?"

Yang Zhichao, who was standing beside him, couldn't stand it anymore and sneered, "How shameless of you! It's his own money, he can spend it however he wants, is it your turn to make irresponsible remarks?"

"This is our business. Who do you think you are? Why should you interfere?"

Chen Ming still refused to give up, "Did it really get transferred? Then where's your credit card? We are old classmates, don't cheat me!"

“It really turned!”

Li Zehua stopped Yang Chao who was speaking up for him and said, "My monthly salary is only over 5 yuan. I pay my debts on time every month, so I don't have any extra money. This time, I paid yuan with a credit card, which is now under risk control."

As he spoke, he sighed, as if he had missed the chance to get rich and had no desire to live!
I thought to myself that I would hate and resent him when we met again, but I didn't know that time would dilute everything.

He said, "I don't even have enough money to live on right now. I'm counting on next week's salary."

If he had any regard for the old friendship, or even made some gesture, he wouldn't have ended up being caught and thrown into jail.

Seeing that Chen Ming didn't respond, Yang Zhichao immediately said in a sarcastic tone, "What's your relationship? Chen Ming has asked you for money many times, and you never failed to give it to him. It's just a few hundred yuan. Maybe he can make more than ten times the money later, and even the remaining 5 yuan can be paid to you."

Chen Ming's eyes were almost spitting fire, "Where do I have the money? All my money is in stocks."

Li Zehua no longer had any hope. "It's okay. I'll figure it out myself."

Yang Zhichao couldn't help but said, "We are brothers at ordinary times, but you won't give me hundreds of dollars at the critical moment, hehe."

Chen Ming was anxious. He was just worrying about where to find the money to settle the debt. His words provoked him.

He was furious, pointing at Yang Zhichao and yelling, "Are you f*cking sick? Why should I lend him my money?"

Still not satisfied after saying that, he simply threw the jar into the ground and pointed at Li Zehua and said, "I was kind enough to help you get rich, but you used the money to pay off your debts. You deserve to be poor for the rest of your life!"

"You won't eat if you don't open the bill. You are just too poor to have money to eat. What a bullshit excuse."

This really surprised Li Zehua. After so many years of running sales, although he had become more polished, he was not made of clay. He immediately said angrily, "I bought ST stocks because I didn't have enough time to open an account, so I asked you to buy them for me. You want to make me rich?!"

"Also, watch your mouth. When you asked me for money before, did I ever give it to you?!"

If it were someone else, they would have been ashamed a long time ago, but Chen Ming was confident, "You didn't seize the opportunity to make more than ten times your money. You are a poor guy who can't even take out tens of thousands of dollars. Humph, you deserve not to get rich."

"Ah? You're not willing to pay tens of thousands of dollars, so my 3000 yuan is even more hopeless," suddenly another person came in with a bulging envelope in his hand.

As he was talking, he suddenly handed it to Li Zehua and said, "Since they don't like it, I'll lend it to you first. Don't forget to return it to me when you have enough money."

"Yu Li, are you crazy? You promised me that this money is mine."

Before Li Zehua could say anything, Chen Ming could no longer sit still and jumped up to snatch the envelope. "Besides, with his condition, it's still a question whether he can pay it back in this lifetime." Li Zehua could not bear it any longer. He quickly protected Yu Li behind him and looked at Chen Ming with a vigilant face.

Yang Zhichao was rubbing his hands together, looking as if he would slap you in the face if you take another step forward. Combined with his 1.80-meter tall figure, he was quite intimidating.

Chen Ming was almost going crazy. How come both fish slipped away? Wouldn’t he be doomed?
The account manager of the securities company called him just before work and told him that if he did not increase the principal, his margin account would be cancelled according to regulations, and the remaining money would not even be enough to pay off his debts.

How can I pay back more than 200,000 yuan, all borrowed from various sources?
At this moment, his mind was filled with the crazy idea of ​​increasing his winnings tenfold, which was even more painful than killing him.

"You still want to steal my money?"

Yu Li has a hot temper and immediately retorted, "I'm not destined to get rich, so you can have fun on your own. Besides, Brother Hua is in urgent need of money, so I'm happy to lend it to him."

He stuffed the envelope into Li Zehua's arms without saying anything and walked away humming a song.

"It's crazy, it's crazy, it's all crazy."

Chen Ming smashed the folder in frustration, but there was nothing he could do.

Li Zehua sneered, without even looking at him, and squeezed the envelope in his hand, feeling deeply moved.

In his previous life, no one knew how many people Chen Ming had cheated, but he ran away on the morning of the second day after five consecutive declines, and several people came to the company to make trouble.

If Li Zehua and others who invested real money can be considered unlucky, then Yu Li is the most miserable and helpless one.

Because she had invested 5 today, and seeing that the account book was profitable, she confirmed with Li Zehua again and again whether she had really invested .
This silly girl actually borrowed another 7,000 yuan from someone over the weekend and gave the total of 10,000 yuan to Chen Ming. When the stock price hit the limit down at the opening on Monday, she wanted to ask Chen Ming for a refund, but she was deceived and the matter was dropped.

You have to know that the stock market is closed on weekends. Only fools will continue to buy if the market opens at the limit down on Monday. The 7,000 yuan might be the money Chen Ming used to escape. By the time he finally called the police and found the person, it was too late.

It was then that people learned that Chen Ming had borrowed money to trade stocks. After a five-day losing streak, the stock was forcibly liquidated by the securities company on Tuesday. Unfortunately, due to the continuous limit downs, no one took over the stock.

After waiting for the five-day losing streak to end and selling, I lost my principal and even owed money to the securities company. In the end, I called the police and sued, and ended up with a mess.

Feeling the warmth of the envelope, Li Zehua felt a little better.

"Let's go out and have a cigarette. Some people are here and the air is stinky." Yang Zhichao pushed Li Zehua who was in a daze, and the two walked out together.

Chen Ming was left with a cannibalistic look, unable to vent his impotent rage, "Okay, okay, you've tricked me, I'll settle the score with you when I make more than ten times the money this time! Just wait!"

After venting his anger, he collapsed into the chair, feeling powerless. The fear of bankruptcy and debt was swallowing him up all the time.

It was not until the alarm rang that he woke up dejectedly, turned on the computer, and entered the familiar stock operation interface, which seemed to bring him some hope!
He muttered to himself, "There is still time. Yes, I must find a way to get it. I will get rich, I will definitely get rich."

After thinking of several ways, he finally picked up his phone and called.
"Mr. Hu? I'm Xiao Chen from Zhongxin,"

"Yes, yes. There is a boss who has 20 to 30 employees doing credit card turnover business. Do you want to do it?"

"Don't worry, it's absolutely safe. Just do it in our company. It only costs tens of thousands of dollars."

"Okay, I'll fax you a business contract with the official seal later."

(End of this chapter)