Chapter 516 From Heaven to Hell

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It is already the beginning of February, and the Spring Festival is getting closer and closer, and the festive atmosphere in the capital is getting stronger and stronger.

And similar to the atmosphere of this Spring Festival, there is also the enthusiasm in the financial market.

The stocks that He Xiangping mentioned before have risen from the initial price of more than 1 yuan to the current price of nearly 30 yuan, which is considered to have created a miracle in China's stock market.

And He Xiangping has been called the god of Chinese stocks by many investors.

But what is strange is that those well-known financial experts in the domestic financial circle who were originally keen on stock reviews have now tacitly kept silent.

On the contrary, because of He Xiangping, the ratings of "Finance Line" soared, and several experts invited praised He Xiangping very much, doing their best to please him.

Today is the final exam of the finance department of Guanghua School of Management, Peking University, and He Xiangping is also the invigilator of Yang Jiabao's marketing class.

The examination room was so quiet that you could hear a needle dropping, except for the "rustling" sound of the pen tip rubbing against the examination paper.

Compared to this quiet environment, He Xiangping was very restless in his heart. In fact, he was very excited.

Because he also knew that the stock prices of those stocks were already close to 30 yuan, and the money he invested in the stock market, like a snowball, swelled to the current 200 million yuan.

Now he is waiting for Xiaoqian to call him, and then he immediately releases the stocks in his hand to cash out, and the two hundred million is safe.

By the way, before Xiaoqian and the others fully released the market, they had to go to "Finance Line" to show their faces and remind those stockholders that these stocks were a little unstable and might fall. After that, the big plunge that came after that, I can clearly write it off.

Thinking that he was about to have a net worth of 200 million yuan, He Xiangping, who was standing on the podium, couldn't help but look at Yang Jiabao, who was sitting in his seat and buried his head in answering the paper.

Seeing her serious and beautiful face, He Xiangping's heart became hot. He could already imagine the scene of Yang Jiabao crying and dedicating himself to him, and the corners of his mouth subconsciously turned up.

"Jingle Bell!"

The phone rang suddenly, and many students in the examination room who were focused on answering the papers were shocked, thinking that it was time to hand in the papers.

He Xiangping's face was a little hot, and he quickly took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, apologized to the other invigilator and other students, and hurried out of the examination room.

Originally, not to mention the more important final exams, even if he was in class on weekdays, He Xiangping would turn off his phone so as not to affect his class.

But now he was anxiously waiting for Xiaoqian's call, so there was no way to turn off the phone.

Walking out of the examination room, he immediately brought the phone to his ear and said excitedly, "Is that Mr. Qian?"

"Hehe, Mr. He

Master, it seems that you are anxiously waiting. "Xiaoqian's voice came from the phone.

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

Xiaoqian smiled and said: "Seeing that you are in a hurry, okay, okay, hehe, the stock price has already broken through 30 yuan, and we are going to release the market, you go and cash out."

With He Xiangping's self-proclaimed gentle personality, now he couldn't help but swear: "Fuck you, it's done!"

Then, he immediately called his stockbroker and asked him to sell all the stocks in his hand to cash out, and the stockbroker responded repeatedly.

"Mr. He, congratulations." At the end, the stockbroker congratulated on the phone.

"Well, thank you." He Xiangping tried hard to suppress the ecstasy in his heart.

Maybe he was really too excited. If it was him in the past, he might have heard the schadenfreude smile in his tone when the securities broker said "Congratulations".

After hanging up the phone, He Xiangping took a deep breath. In Beijing in February, the temperature was very low, but in He Xiangping's opinion, the air was very warm, and it reached his heart.

When he returned to the examination room, the smile on his face made the other invigilator also baffled.

And He Xiangping also narrowed his eyes and looked at Yang Jiabao, thinking very proudly: "Yang Jiabao, just come here crying and begging me to accept you, hehehehe... don't put three holes in your whole body Fuck them all, I won't be called He Xiangping!"

Just at this moment, Yang Jiabao raised his head and met He Xiangping's lustful gaze.

The usual He Xiangping might have restrained himself, but now he is unscrupulous, his eyes lingering on Yang Jiabao's chest wantonly, as if he wants to tear off that layer of clothes and humiliate her severely.

With a cold snort, Yang Jiabao packed his things and walked out with the examination papers, but he had to hand them in ahead of time.

When she got out of her seat, she handed the completed test paper to another invigilator without even looking at He Xiangping, and then walked straight out of the test room.

He Xiangping quickly greeted the invigilator, and immediately chased him out.

"Jiabao." When he left the door, he happened to see Yang Jiabao walking to the stairs.

Originally, the envoy Yang Jiabao didn't want to pay attention to him, but after thinking about it, he stopped and asked, "What's the matter."

"I want to talk to you about something." After finishing speaking, He Xiangping didn't look at Yang Jiabao, and walked into the lounge next to him.

Yang Jiabao showed a sneer, and then followed in.

"Jiabao, do you know that I have a net worth of 200 million now." He Xiang

When Ping saw Yang Jiabao coming in, he spoke directly to her, and then waited for Yang Jiabao to show a stunned expression.

However, to He Xiangping's surprise, Yang Jiabao's face remained unchanged, and he even said indifferently, "So what?"

"So what?" He Xiangping sneered: "Didn't you tell me before that if I can earn 100 million within a year, I can compete fairly with Zhou Hao?

Have you forgotten all these words? "

Yang Jiabao shook his head: "I haven't forgotten, but Mr. He, I think you misunderstood me.

At that time, I just said that you can compete fairly with Zhou Hao, but I never seemed to say that I would like you. "

"You..." He Xiangping was speechless for a while, and then said with a slow expression: "Jiabao, I earned 200 million in less than a month, you should have seen my strength.

Moreover, now I have been called the god of Chinese stocks by outsiders. If I want fame and fortune, do you still think that I can't compare to Zhou Hao, that milky little bastard? "

"I think you are a bastard." Yang Jiabao said coldly with narrowed eyes.

Suddenly she spread her hands again: "Forget it, you are in great trouble, why should I be as knowledgeable as you are?"

"You said that disaster is imminent, what nonsense are you talking about." Naturally, He Xiangping didn't understand what Yang Jiabao meant.

At this moment, there were bursts of "clack" sounds from leather shoes stepping on the ground in the corridor outside, and then someone asked, "Where is He Xiangping?"

"Teacher He, he seems to have gone out just now." This is the tutor who invigilated the exam with He Xiangping.

He Xiangping felt very puzzled when he heard that someone was looking for him outside, but at this moment he saw Yang Jiabao looking at him with pity and sarcasm.

At this moment, He Xiangping had an ominous premonition in his heart.

He walked over to open the door of the lounge, and saw several uniformed policemen at the entrance of the examination room, and the invigilator was also there.

I saw He Xiangping walked over by himself, and said to the policeman in charge: "I am He Xiangping, are you looking for me?"

The policeman looked He Xiangping up and down, then took a piece of paper from the subordinates behind him and shook it in front of He Xiangping.

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

I don't know if it was intentional, but his voice was so loud that all the teachers and students in several examination rooms on this floor heard it.

He Xiangping shuddered when he heard the words, and immediately shouted: "When did I get involved in insider trading, and when did I disrupt the financial order, you guys, don't recklessly wrong people!"

"He Xiangping, we didn't wrong you, do you know how many people you have hurt!"

a policeman behind

He said angrily: "The stocks you predicted would go up have now been found to have been speculated through illegal operations. Now those companies have been investigated, and now they are all down!"

The police officer obviously bought those stocks by himself or a family member or friend, and suffered heavy losses, so he especially hated He Xiangping, the "culprit".

"No...impossible!" He Xiangping subconsciously denied what the policeman said, because he didn't believe it was true at all.

"It's useless to say anything now, you'd better cooperate and go back with us obediently." The leading policeman said coldly.

Two policemen immediately approached and grabbed He Xiangping, and put handcuffs on his hands.

When He Xiangping saw that many students had already come out to watch, it was a humiliating thing for him, the youngest professor of Peking University, to be handcuffed in public.

"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 dared not face the students and teachers around him.

But the leading policeman sneered and said, "I'm sorry, we didn't prepare any hoods. He Xiangping, come with us."

"Let's go, you liar!" The policeman who hated He Xiangping gave him a strong push.

This sudden change made He Xiangping, who was still immersed in the joy of getting rich just now, feel the taste from heaven to hell.

(end of this chapter)

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