Age Fubao: Be a group pet in the cannon fodder home

Chapter 1005 Aiming at the head
Zhong Qiongyin made up her mind to put all her eggs in one basket, but Qiu He ran into trouble.

In the exchange, in the past, except for special circumstances, everyone was busy answering the phone and looking at the screen.

Things are different today.

Many people looked up at the big screen representing performance, and their eyes fell on the series of huge numbers representing losses after Roger's name.

Almost more serious than everyone's losses combined.

Some people laughed, and some whispered.

"Roger is an idiot, it seems we won't see him in the future."

"Nobody wants a trader who loses so much money. I said at the beginning that a person like him should go to the street to shine shoes instead of sitting with us."

"Capte and those stocks have risen so rapidly that they dare to invest money in them. I wonder if he is using his own money to hedge against clients, otherwise how could he make such a mistake."

Probably because the gesture of fishing and chatting was too obvious, even the manager showed up.

"Okay, shut your mouths and focus on your own business, don't you want to make the same mistake?"

Only then did many traders and traders quiet down, and began to be busy or pretend to be busy again.

The manager looked up at the huge screen and felt bad too.

He left with his hands behind his back.

In the trading room, Roger looked like he was about to cry at any time, his eyebrows showed a character horoscope.

Now he doesn't even dare to leave the trading room in a hurry to urinate, those mocking eyes really follow him everywhere.

Someone would even follow him into the bathroom and say some sarcastic remarks.

And all of this is because of Qiu He's decision.

At this moment, Roger regretted it very much. He was really happy at the beginning.

After serving this client, let alone whether I can get a large commission, I am afraid that my career will be ruined.

Roger wanted to say something, but dared not.

Roger's cowardice is doomed that he can only complain in his heart.

"How much money is left in the account?"

Qiu He spoke suddenly, and Roger seemed taken aback.

"There are... less than 100 million."

Qiu He suddenly laughed.

Roger asked in a low voice: "Do you... need me to call the hospital?"

Don't be too excited, this person is going crazy.

Qiu He ignored him, he just thought these days were really interesting.

Calculated, he has lost 500 million... knives.

This is also an unimaginable figure in China, surpassing the market value of most companies on the market.

Back then, the family couldn't even afford two thousand five or two hundred and fifty, let alone twenty-five million, to treat the eldest brother's leg.

But this time he lost so much money, he didn't feel anything.

It seems that since being raised by the state, money is really just a number to him.

"Let's keep the money first to avoid liquidation."

Seeing that Qiu He finally stopped smiling, Luo Jie breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that the man's sanity is still clear.

But he was going crazy. These days were like years. Roger couldn't imagine that he had lost so much money.

"I'm leaving first, call the hotel to let me know if anything happens."

Qiu He stood up, and Roger looked at him in awe.

"Okay, Mr. Qiu."

There are not a few customers who are calm after making money, but they can still maintain calm even when their pants are about to be pawned.

I have to say that Mr. Qiu is an amazing person.

Qiu He returned to the hotel room by car, and not long after, there was a knock on the door.

As soon as the door was opened, a gun was pointed at his head.

(End of this chapter)