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

Chapter 1008 Crazy
There are always many signals before an earthquake.

Birds migrate, ants move.

Or the barking of cats and dogs.

However, it is difficult for the authorities to feel this change, and only afterwards can they think of the abnormality.

A blizzard brewing over the U.S. stock market is approaching, but unfortunately only a few people feel climate change.

The stock market fell for several days in a row, but it fell little by little like a blunt knife cutting through flesh.

Rainy.

But when people were about to lose confidence, they suddenly lifted the sedan chair.

Luo Jie finally gradually became calm, perhaps because he was used to being humiliated by Qiu He's eyes, at least he could sit in front of the screen expressionlessly.

Try to think of the amount in your account as a series of numbers.

Compared with Roger's progress, Matisse's life is very difficult.

The entire business, including Matisse's personal property, has been invested in the stock market, which has allowed him to make a lot of money before.

However, with the beginning of the downturn, doubts are coming.

Everyone praised it before, but now finally the people on the board of directors reacted belatedly.

Is this too risky a move.

In fact, now that the stocks in the account are delivered, Matisse still earns several million.

But compared with the huge profits before, the current profits are too insignificant.

Not to mention that Matisse has withdrawn all the money from the Huaxia market.

Consumers will not be fooled by one company too many times, even if the dumping plan to re-occupy the market, people there may not buy it.

And these lost market confidence cannot be smoothed out by a mere profit of one million.

Mattis cannot and will not admit defeat.

The belief that if the expected profit is not achieved is to lose money has been engraved in his bones.

The Anglo-Saxons will never admit defeat!

"Mr. Mattis, the board wants a meeting."

The vice president knocked on the door and entered the office to communicate the needs of the board.

Mattis was about to speak with a gloomy face when the phone on the desk rang.

After picking it up, Wilson laughed loudly.

"Matisse, I really want to see your expression now, it must be wonderful."

"It's a pity that there are no TV reporters around you now, otherwise your ugly face will soon disgust more people."

"How long can you maintain that false face?"

Mattis hung up the phone with a bang.

Wilson the stupid bastard!

He was just lucky and had no brains at all.

The stock market in the United States has been rising continuously for 50 years, and it will continue to rise. He doesn't understand anything at all.

Thinking of this, Matisse stood up abruptly and grabbed the vice president's tie.

"No meeting! You go to the board of directors and let them leave me alone, do you hear me?"

The vice president almost stuck out his tongue, and nodded quickly.

Only then did Matisse let go, with a hint of sternness on his face.

Isn't Wilson short?Then he will continue to do more.

The stock market will definitely be pulled up again, and that idiot Wilson may not be able to cry by then.

It's just that he doesn't have enough money now.

After pondering for a while, Wilson made up his mind that he still has a lot of assets under his name that can be mortgaged for loans. Through the high-level relationship at the bank, the approval speed will be very fast.

Including the shares in his hand...

The vice president looked at Wilson's crazy expression, and swallowed while adjusting his tie.

It has to be said that those who can hold high positions generally have the temperament of gamblers.

It seems his boss is going to do whatever it takes.

I really don't know who made the phone call just now, and it has such a powerful power.

(End of this chapter)