I Treat You as My Sister, But You Want to be My Wife?!
Chapter 455: Too Trusting of Others_1

Chapter 455: Chapter 455: Too Trusting of Others_1

Zhao Wenliang was chosen for a reason; he wasn’t worthless. Testing the waters with his perception, he asked, "You, have you entered the financial market?"

As he spoke, he kept looking at Shen Dong’s face, feeling as though he had guessed correctly, and in a flash of joy, he assured, "Don’t worry, it won’t affect your arrangements in the stock market. We’re doing A-shares, you know Soros?

A few pennies’ worth of penny stocks can be speculated up to eight or nine dollars, and these days, Prince has done six already!"

"For HK1254, HK1789, HK8564, the total investment for the three stocks needs at most fifteen million. Just think, if they’re speculated up to eight or nine dollars, your assets could increase a hundredfold!"

Shen Dong was moved but shook his head in rejection, "That’s not the right way."

"What do you mean by right or wrong way? It’s about making money. Haven’t you seen the TV dramas? In this era of HK, even grandmothers are playing the stock market. As long as there’s the slightest chance to turn the tables, they’ll buy desperately. We just need very little capital to lift a heavy weight with a lever."

"I’ll provide the capital. Just let me return with a hundred million, and I’ll be your undercover!"

"Trust me, every undercover operating under Prince has been contacted by me, really, I’m confident that I can at least help you win over three people!"

Zhao Wenliang, his mouth as if borrowed from someone else, rattled off several sentences all at once, without even taking a breath. He tilted his head, looking at Shen Dong with eyes full of hope.

To make it big and strong, one cannot rely on luck.

Absolutely not.

Protests of righteous indignation echoed in Shen Dong’s heart. He stood with his arms akimbo, his back turned to Zhao Wenliang.

He was tempted, unable to help being so.

The financial market was a place to make quick money, so quick that it made people easily lose their reason. Just like Zhao Wenliang said, fifteen million in, and you could make a hundred times that on the way out.

But how many financial tycoons had died a miserable death there?

These dead tycoons, privy to insider information, knowing more news than the rest of the world, still met their demise.

At that moment, Tang Yuchan, who had been silent for a long while, stepped forward, "You go back first. Stay in Jing City for a few days and say that although you lost the lawsuit, you’ve got the core secrets of Huaxu. How you spin the tale is up to you."

Zhao Wenliang was first stunned, then turned to look at Shen Dong.

"Go on." With a nod from Shen Dong, Zhao Wenliang was ecstatic, clenching his fist and waving it at Shen Dong, "To do business, you have to be ruthless, this here, has to be ruthless!"

Shen Dong wanted to curse at him for being foolish but then grimaced and held his tongue.

Click, the door had just opened when Zhou Chengyu, who had remained quiet, spoke coldly, "Hold on."

"If you go back just like that, it’s easy to be criticized."

"Zhou Wenbin."

As he said this, Zhou Chengyu walked to the door, gently patted Zhao Wenliang’s shoulder, and smiled, "Both surnamed Zhao, five hundred years ago, we might have been from the same family."

"Heh, yes." Zhao Wenliang beamed, thinking it was about establishing a connection.

But who could have thought, Zhou Chengyu waved his hand, turned coldly, and said, "Beat him up, break a finger."

"Okay, third brother."

"No, I... Ah!" Zhao Wenliang’s eyes flashed with terror. He turned to appeal to Zhou Chengyu but had his finger broken on the spot.

This guy was really from the underworld, his thought processes completely different from those of Shen Dong and the others.

Zhou Chengyu kicked the pitiful Zhao Wenliang out and closed the door, "He was right, you have to be ruthless, especially under your current circumstances. I never imagined such things really existed."

As he spoke, Zhou Chengyu lit a cigarette, his gaze sweeping past Tang Yuchan, Kang Yue, and Shen Dong, coming to a stop in front of Shen Dong, "You shouldn’t have let me know, really."

"You’re my third brother..."

"Bullshit!" Zhou Chengyu erupted in fury, both similar and different from Tang Yuchan back then.

He glared, pointing a finger at Shen Dong for a while without uttering a word, pacing back and forth in front of Shen Dong.

The room fell silent, three women and one man, like scolded elementary school students.

Zhou Chengyu was angry, angry that he was the last to know, and even more angry at Shen Dong’s blind trust in people.

Back then, if Shen Dong had first shown up at Wangcai Internet Cafe, Zhou Chengyu knew that he might have, like that Prince, imprisoned Shen Dong.

Kang Yue was an upstart girl, and Tang Yuchan’s father was a famous wealthy businessman in Jing City.

He didn’t know how much his naive brother had leaked, angry, and more so worried about future secrets being exposed, but he couldn’t say this.

"Get lost, let me be alone for a while."

When Zhou Chengyu sought silence, his figure seemed lonely.

"That was abrupt." Kang Yue looked at Shen Dong.

Tang Yuchan also looked at Shen Dong, but she, unlike Zhou Chengyu, didn’t care about his feelings and said directly, "That Zhao Wenliang must be desperate, there’s no reason for him to cheat us."

"If that Prince and we simultaneously pump three stocks, then the related Hong Kong stocks will definitely skyrocket, and the stocks we can manipulate, are definitely more than three, perhaps..."

Tang Yuchan spoke fluently, enhancing Zhao Wenliang’s strategy, showing extreme eagerness to dive into the stock market.

Meanwhile, Zhou Wenbin, who had cut off one of Zhao Wenliang’s fingers, went up to the rooftop.

With a sneaky glance around, he noticed Zhou Chengyu at the edge of the rooftop, looking out at the sea. The youngster suddenly smirked, "Third Brother, you were looking for me."

"Yeah, come here." Zhou Chengyu smiled like a kind father, beckoning with his hand in mid-air.

Zhou Wenbin didn’t overthink and walked over, who could have anticipated that as soon as he got close, Zhou Chengyu’s switchblade suddenly thrust forward, without any mercy, piercing through Zhou Wenbin’s shoulder.

"Third Brother, what’s wrong, Third Brother!" Zhou Wenbin was terrified, even ignoring the agonizing pain of his torn muscles.

Zhou Chengyu’s expression was sinister as the knife slowly twisted, "Tell me, a secret about Shen Dong that nobody knows."

"What..." Facing the threat to his life, Zhou Wenbin’s first instinct was to betray.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and then he pleaded, "Third Brother, let me go first, we can talk it out, I’ll tell you everything."

Zhou Chengyu’s mouth curved into a smile, and he took his hand off the handle of the knife.

In that instant, Zhou Wenbin suddenly sprang up, pulling out a shoulder blade knife, and thrust it back towards Zhou Chengyu, blood splattering three feet, "Son of a b*tch, the old man still dares to betray Second Brother!"

Tang Yuchan stormed out, slamming the door behind her.

Kang Yue with an embarrassed face looked at the swaying door and joked on purpose, "Is she dumb? By leaving like this, isn’t she just giving me a chance to step in while she’s out?"

"Stop bothering me, go home." Shen Dong also had an irritated look on his face.

The financial market is a bloody and brutal place, not just anyone can change anything.

Even if a stock’s price was only four or five cents.

Once Shen Dong entered the market with his capital, he would definitely change the cost zone of the major players! The major players aren’t fools who simply chase highs and sell lows; if the cost zone changes, what might they do?

Another point.

If competing in the same arena as the major players, and they silently withdraw their stocks, how to respond?

The butterfly effect, a single touch can move the whole body.

The one thing Shen Dong was certain of was that, no matter what happened, sustained economic growth was the general direction; he couldn’t be wrong about that.

But Tang Yuchan didn’t think so, she also felt that Shen Dong lacked a wolfish nature.

But in Shen Dong’s heart, a person without roots is like a dandelion; even if it can take flight, how far can it really go?