Chapter 2616 Please Hurry up, I Have a Dinner Date

Gu Yan shook his head and said nothing.

Shi Mochen's identity was only known to his family and a few uncles, and even fewer people among the younger generation knew about it... Even Yan Yan didn't know.

Naturally, he felt that something was wrong with Mo Chen, and he couldn't tell Wang Xiao about it.

Wang Xiao didn't ask more when he saw that Gu Yan didn't want to talk.

As a man, asking is a sign of concern, not gossip.

Seeing that Gu Yan didn't want to talk, he naturally didn't ask.

"I'm going out first," Wang Xiao said, "There's a meeting in half an hour, don't forget it."

"You don't need me for that meeting, do you?" Gu Yan frowned immediately, "Yi Yi has a poor appetite these days, I'm going to buy some vegetables and cook early!"

"..." Wang Xiao grinned when he heard it, "You have a pregnant wife, it's great, you don't work well, and you don't open this meeting... Are you the president, or am I?"

"You are the president's special assistant!" Gu Yan said as if it was a matter of course, "Don't you understand what special assistant means? It means that the president can use it when there is an unexpected situation, such as opening a..."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Wang Xiao just felt a headache and hurriedly stopped, "Put away your crooked ideas! Damn! How could I be so blind when I was in high school that I thought it was good to be friends with you?"

Wang Xiao regretted it, and thought of the scene of the interview at Emperor six years ago. He really thought about it every time and felt like vomiting blood.

Damn!

No wonder he is getting thinner and thinner now, and it is less and less in line with the nickname "Fatty".

This is because the slaves have no time to enjoy themselves, which leads to the fact that they can only consume body fat and have no time to accumulate!

"I guess you were really blind at that time." Gu Yan raised his eyebrows, not ashamed, but proud.

"I'm laughing at you!" Wang Xiao rolled his eyes, with a painful expression of "I really don't want to say more", and turned around and left the president's office with a collapse.

The moment the door was closed, he turned around and gave the door two middle fingers.

At this moment, he just wanted to have more hands to give the middle fingers to satisfy himself.

...

Aohai City, Emp Stock Exchange Accusation Center.

Dozens of computers are running at the same time, and the traders are staring at the data displayed on their computer screens one by one, and when there is any situation, they will analyze and report in time.

Long Chuheng stood in front of the big screen with his hands in his trouser pockets, and also stared at the data on the screen that was cut into four squares, and gradually frowned.

"Someone is behind the scenes." The manager said solemnly, "It is easy to fall into the trap and be supervised by the relevant departments if you fight back at this time."

Today is an era of rapid development of information, which is different from when Emp was just founded.

If the action is too big, it will easily lead to the supervision of relevant departments, which will be very troublesome.

"It is not possible not to take action..." Long Chuheng said calmly, "If this continues, many stockholders will lose confidence when the market opens tomorrow."

The manager naturally understood this truth, "It is estimated that someone got wind of it and knew that Emp was going to get out of singleness, and wanted to take the opportunity to make some money."

"This step must be taken..." Long Chuheng said calmly, and there was not much expression on his handsome face. The natural domineering aura that belonged to the Long family was faintly lingering at this moment, "Do it!"

The manager was still a little worried, "But what if..."

"I will handle it." Long Chuheng said, and gestured to Xiaoying.

Xiaoying nodded, turned around, and went to get the computer.

As a descendant of Long Xialuo, Long Chuheng was once said by Long Xialuo to be the most like him.

Whether it is personality or all aspects, he is extremely close to him.

The only difference is that the growth environment has created some irreversible things.

For example, Long Xialuo basically grew up in XK. Although he was in school most of the time, he was not as constrained as Long Chuheng, who had lived on Dragon Island since childhood and received training as a candidate for power.

After taking the computer, Long Chuheng directly connected to the line of the securities exchange and entered the operation background.

When a group of traders acted, he also acted at the same time...but what he did was not something that could be put on the table.

Even if, in fact, what the traders did at this moment was also something that could not be put on the table.

Time passed by little by little.

Emp was busy here. Compared with this, the atmosphere in the high-end VIP box of Feiye Casino was so solemn that it seemed as if the air was condensed.

Shi Mochen's slender fingers pinched a dark blue chip in his hand and turned it slightly, occasionally touching the velvet table, making a very subtle sound.

However, even so, in the solemn atmosphere at this moment, the sound seemed particularly loud.

"Still... follow?" Shi Mochen looked at the middle-aged man opposite who was wiping his sweat with a handkerchief, and asked with a faint smile on his lips.

The man looked at the cards that Shi Mochen had already revealed, and then at his own. He clenched his hands again and again, and the sweat on his forehead had become more and more dense.

"Do you still want to blow me up like before?" The man gritted his teeth.

There were two times before, this guy with a bigger card than him deceived him, and his bottom card simply ruined his good cards. He was completely a scumbag.

This time, is he going to use the same trick again?

Shi Mochen's beautiful lips curled slightly, "Yes, I will blow you up, so will you follow?"

"..." The flesh on the man's face began to twitch because of Shi Mochen's words.

Whether it is this person's words or expressions, you can't tell whether it is true or false.

The man looked at his chips and cards, and his palms seemed to start sweating.

"Speaking of which..." Shi Mochen deliberately paused, put down the chips in his hand, and took out a cigarette and a lighter, "If you lose this time, the result will not be fun."

The man's small eyes stared, trying to suppress his anger.

Shi Mochen ignored him, and heard a "clang" sound. After the steel lighter was bounced, he slid and sparked, and he lit the cigarette.

It was obviously just a very ordinary action, especially for men, it was as ordinary as eating... But because of such an ordinary action, people felt very oppressed.

The man still didn't decide whether to follow or not.

If he didn't follow, he would deduct the cards and be more passive in the next round.

If he followed... If he lost, he would not only lose the chips, but also everything he had won in his life.

Shi Mochen stopped urging, smoking and playing with the steel lighter in his hand. As his slender fingers turned, it seemed as if the lighter had a soul.

Just when the cigarette was about to be finished, Shi Mochen looked at the time. It was already five o'clock in the afternoon. He frowned, sat up slightly, and put out the cigarette in the ashtray while wondering, "It's been too long, and you haven't decided yet?" There was a rare hint of disdain in his tone, "I have a dinner appointment later."