Chapter 517 [Gambling on One's Life and Property]

Belsinger was the first to come to the conference room. The area of ​​the conference room was small and did not rely on the window. There was only one simple table and a few chairs. A ashtray full of smoke is placed on the table. Even if there is a ventilation fan, the smoke smell in the room is smoked.

Fortunately, Belsinger himself was also an old smoke gun. It was still adaptable to this taste. In addition, he was irritable. He sat in the chair and touched his cigar for the first time. The cigarette cigar is particularly large, and the burning time is long. A cigar smoke can make a ten -square -meter house, which is dazzled by smoke.

Before you pumping up, the hair on the red head was messy, just like a chicken nest like McCwood, yawning, and walked in with a stack of red bulls in his hand. Put it on the table and then open a can. The gurgling gurgling is poured. This is a stiff support. It is already in this state. What is the use of red bulls to refresh?

In fact, as a pioneer of Mcwheade, his pressure is the greatest. Singh was also very distressed. He played the ash on the player, watched Michawd's red cattle after drinking, Changshu looked at him with a sigh of relief, and said crying and laughing.

"Mike, I think you seem to have no rest for a few days and nights. Otherwise, we are talking about it. If you fall down, whoever falls down, who is charging for the Singh family in the capital market."

McCwood looked at his boss, smiled and nodded. "Thank you for your concern, but I was okay. I used to be on Wall Street. I had no rest for half a month for half a month. I finally won the attack.

Belsinger heard straight grin, and the good guy was sleepy for half a month. He couldn't stand the iron man. Can people insist that they do not sleep for so long? The war was won, but when I went to the hospital, I hollowed out the function of my body. It was not so easy to want to make up. Belsinig did not dare to let Mcwheid work continuously in his family, and he didn't sleep for more than ten days.

If the general's general is damaged, the Singh family will be able to see the elbow no matter what they do in the future. Macwood is now the left and right arm of his family, but it can be lost, so very dissatisfied lessons said. "You are not right. Your identity is now the pioneer of the Singh family, and is responsible for fighting the front of the market. You are the general charge and you can't use it. If you command it is your responsibility, it is your responsibility. You have to rest, how to complete your work without energy. "

Macwood was also tired, and wanted to fall in bed for three days and three nights, but now he has the funds in his hand. When I was on Wall Street, although I called the wind and rain, when did I have such a large amount of funds in my hand?

Not to mention that in this, the financial market of Mumbai, India, even in the New York Stock Exchange, is a giant crocodile, which belongs to the Tyrannosaurus Dragon. Michadwood learns finance. The work he is engaged in the capital market is also the operation in the capital market. Money is just a figure in his hands. How much money is made? He just holds a small division.

The big head still made his boss earn. He just played this digital game, but when you know that the number reaches a certain scale, it will also make people feel excited. Don't look at the numbers now, but after the bank transfer from the bank, he is the beauty of the real gold and silver. In the past, Mcwheid had no more than 1 billion US dollars when he had the most funds, and at that time he could support him for half a month.

It is more than $ 20 billion now, let alone he can stick to it even a month. Of course, insisting on it is the same thing. After playing this capital market war, McCwood has to rest for at least three months. Without three months, he can't even get up in bed. Essence

However, McCwood has his own career, and he does not know if he has his own professional ethics. Does he and the old housekeeper know how the 20 billion US dollars come from? Belsinger has put all his life's life on it, and all friends who can borrow borrow it all over.

If you care about others borrowing money in the capital market, don't you give interest? Brothers have to settle accounts. Whoever has no benefit, who will lend you money to you, the Singh family has already lost the old books. If you lose, let alone Mcwivide. My wife and children go out to work, why? Raising the family.

I finally found a master worthy of loyalty, and finally found a boss who could make himself fulfilling. After finally finding a capital that allows you to master $ 20 billion in his hand in the financial market, what else do you ask for? Don't you ask for this trust?

Not to mention that after resting his eyes, he felt that he was crime, and he was sorry for Berxgg's trust in him. Sorry for these costs taken by the Singh family, the Singh family can't afford it. This is what everyone knows. Can Mcwrode know? Now the old housekeeper is crazy than himself.

McCwood just wanted to take out the old housekeeper. For such a big age, the old man made a comparison. He did not expect that before he said that the door of the conference room was pushed away. The old housekeeper's face seemed to be old for several years, and the bearded eyes on his face were still piled up in the corner of his eyes.

It was like an old widow picking up waste on the street. The state was the same, but you knew he was tired when you saw his red eyes shining, but the crazy state made people feel surprised. He was hunched over with his hands trembling, holding a small tray with a teapot and several cups on it. Because his hands were shaking, the teapot lid was shaking left and right, making a jingling sound.

Belsinger was sitting in the room now, with Mike Wood next to him. If Belsinger wanted to stand up and take the tray from the old butler, he had to go around the table. Singer just stood up from the chair, and Mike took the tray from the old butler first.

Belsinger put it on the table and then took a few steps, helped the old butler to sit on the chair, and said reproachfully. "Grandpa Jamal can just let others do these little things, why do you have to take charge of them yourself? Where is little Jamal? Why do you have to do it yourself?"

The old housekeeper knew that Belsinger was worried about his body, but he worked hard for the Singer family, even if he died in this house. What is this little bit of fatigue? As long as his death can be exchanged for a comprehensive victory in the capital market, the old housekeeper will not hesitate to shoot himself, not to mention this level of fatigue.

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