don't call me singer

Chapter 1344 Capital never sleeps

Back in time a few hours ago.

In a conference room of "Gu Xiaobai Laboratory", Hao Fanbo was on the phone non-stop.

In the early stage, the "Gold Swallowing Beast's Cage" invested a lot of money to fight against short-selling institutions, but it failed steadily. For this reason, Hao Fanbo had to call everywhere for help.

As the organizer of the "Gold Swallowing Beast's Cage", Hao Fanbai doesn't understand these financial operations, and leaves everything to Wang Yida and Wang Yuxin's uncle and nephew. important decisions.

This battle is really too important, it concerns Colin Flying and even Xiaobai Entertainment, and there is no room for negligence.

He didn't even have time to take care of Gu Xiaobai's performance. This was the first time since Hao Fanbai became Gu Xiaobai's manager that he didn't watch Gu Xiaobai's live performance.

He is not worried that Gu Xiaobai will lose on the stage, but he is worried that Gu Xiaobai will lose in the financial market.

This market is really too dangerous, the kind that eats people without spitting out their bones.

After hanging up the phone again, Hao Fanbo rubbed his face wearily.

Most of his contacts are concentrated in the entertainment circle.

But as we all know, there are many big investors in the entertainment industry, and they have money in their hands.

But not everyone is willing to give charcoal in a timely manner. Of the ten calls he made, only one or two were willing to lend a helping hand, and many of them were still looking at Gu Xiaobai's face, and would put forward various conditions.

Some Hao Fanbo could make the decision and agreed, and some Hao Fanbo could not make the decision, so he had no choice but to refuse.

But these are not enough, far from enough.

Just then, his cell phone rang.

Hao Fanbai immediately put down his hands for rubbing his face, grabbed the phone, saw the name on it, and showed a slight smile.

"Yidong, why are you on the phone and still haven't slept?"

"Uncle Hao, why didn't you tell me you needed money?" Feng Yidong said.

"Uh..." Hao Fanbo was taken aback for a moment.

What they did was like attacking a windmill. Although they could earn a lot of money if they won, the process was destined to be very difficult. He was not sure how long they could last, or even whether they could win in the end.

After all, this is his shortcoming of knowledge, and he dare not make too sure judgments.

"I still have some funds here, Uncle Hao, you can use them first."

"Yidong, the money is for you to restart the studio..."

"Hey, I'm just an ordinary actor now. What kind of studio do I want? Anyway, even if there is no studio, Uncle Hao, you won't care if I'm right or not..."

Feng Yidong said.

Although he was kicked out by Feixian Media and paid liquidated damages, he has been a top player for several years and still has some savings on hand.

"It's not much money, but I hope it can be of some use. Uncle, I'll give you the account..."

After finishing speaking, Feng Yidong hung up the phone: "Uncle, you are busy first, I am going to practice my lines."

Looking at the hung up phone, Hao Fanbai felt mixed feelings for a moment.

Oh, how can I, Hao Fanbo Hede?
At this moment, his cell phone rang again.

It is a letter of payment.

"Uncle Hao, the funds of our Dening Group are at your disposal."

"Great!" Hao Fanbai slapped his thigh, almost swollen his thigh.

With the addition of this money, they can have a good fight with these short sellers.

He took out his mobile phone, and just as he was about to contact Wang Yida, he saw Wang Yida calling back.

"Old Hao, do you have funds to enter the market again?"

"No……"

"No? But... what the hell, are they retail investors? Where did these retail investors come from? How come they have so much money? I'll go..."

This night, many people witnessed a miracle.

And on Youtube, the videos of the school song contest are already everywhere.

"Li Bai" by Gu Xiaobai's "Flying Sword Trophy", and "Riding on the Back of a Silver Dragon" by Wen Xiaowen standing on a flying sword, are all over the world.

More and more people saw this video, and were stunned by the effect of the scene.

"Is this true? There is no Diaowia?"

"In this fucking stadium, where are you going to hang Wia!"

"I was there, it was really shocking!"

"GE has said that Colin Flying has no technology at all, it's all a lie!"

"A company that can build this kind of aircraft, you say it has no technology? Are we fools?"

"Do you believe everything the rich say? You have been lied to!"

"Brothers, are you stud?"

"Brothers, people can only live once, if you don't gamble now, when will you wait!"

"Brothers, go! The opportunity to make money and be financially free is right in front of you!"

It's late at night, but capital never sleeps.

In the financial market, the war between short-selling capital and retail investors continues.

People in the East have fallen asleep, so the home court has slowly shifted to Western countries in Europe and America.

Two in the morning.

After finishing all the work, Zhu Yuhu walked out of the stadium a little tired.

Zhu Yuhu signed up to be a volunteer for the school song competition, because volunteering for the school song competition is the job with the highest salary for the school's work-study program.

Of course, it's just a lot of hard work, and every time I have to arrange it in the middle of the night and clean it up in the middle of the night.

Although Gu Xiaobai gave him a job in Gu Xiaobai's laboratory, but two days ago, he took his grandmother to the hospital to check out many geriatric diseases, many of which could no longer be delayed, which made Zhu Yuhu frightened cold sweat.

Therefore, during this period of time, Zhu Yuhu was extremely short of money, and almost all of his time outside of class was spent on various work-study programs.

Several people in 306 offered to help him, but he refused.

He can accept help, but he doesn't want to accept charity. The people in 306 have helped him a lot.

He had just walked a few steps when he heard a "beep" sound from behind him. He stepped aside and saw a Cayenne approaching.

Zhu Yuhu was going to wait for the Cayenne to drive past, but saw the Cayenne stopped beside him.

The back window fell, and a familiar face appeared: "Xiaohu, should we go back to the dormitory or go home?"

"Uncle Qiang, I'll go home at night to see if grandma has taken her medicine." Zhu Yuhu replied.

"Go, get in the car, I'll take you!" Uncle Qiang waved his hand.

"No need... I'll be there in two steps."

"It's already midnight, and there are still two kilometers left, get in the car!" Uncle Qiang waved his hand.

In order to take care of his grandma conveniently, Zhu Yuhu applied to the school for off-campus accommodation.

He rented a house near the school, and Uncle Qiang helped him rent the house.

Zhu Yuhu was really tired, so he got into the car.

"Uncle Qiang, why are you still outside so late?" Zhu Yuhu opened the car door, sat on it carefully, and glanced ahead.

A well-built young man, wearing a black suit and white gloves, looks like a professional driver, driving the car very seriously.

Uncle Qiang in the back seat was wearing a security uniform, sweating all over his body, already sweating, and was blowing air on the air conditioner with his chest open.

"Hey, isn't it my turn tonight? These young people are so good at every school song competition, they almost tossed my old arms and legs, look at the sweat..."

So you're driving a million-dollar car with a professional driver just to be on duty?
The world of the rich, I just don't understand!
Zhu Yuhu felt that he still knew too little.

(End of this chapter)