Rebirth of the Wealthy Country

One minute!

Only the last minute left!

Even Gong Ziyuan lowered her head silently, put down her clenched fists, and looked at the lonely figure on the stage with red eyes.

At this moment, I'm afraid no one is under more pressure than Chen Mo!

One minute later.

Chen Mo will face the ridicule of thousands of people!

The feast of rivers and seas that was supposed to reach the sky in one step made Chen Mo fall straight into hell!

"Countdown to 50 seconds..."

"45 seconds..."

"40 seconds..."

"30 seconds……"

The staff at the scene looked at Chen Mo with pity and counted down loudly.

Wu Chen smiled and waved to the audience, already beginning to enjoy his own exclusive moment.

It's the last few dozen seconds, there's no way something could go wrong again, right?

Wu Chen is not the only one who thinks so.

The people in the audience, even Gao Mingyuan, Xiong Zhiwen and others also thought so.

"Look at the pixel aesthetics!"

At this moment, someone in the audience exclaimed!

Everyone looked at the big screen with doubtful eyes.

Then, everyone was stunned by the scene in front of them!

Pixel Aesthetics’ stock price is rising!

It’s not an ordinary rise, it’s a crazy rise!!!!

If Rice Technology’s rising speed is like riding on a rocket, then at this moment, the rising speed of Pixel Aesthetics’ stock price is like riding on a spaceship!!!

1500 yuan!

3400 yuan!

5600 yuan!!!

16230 yuan!!!

21,000 yuan!!!

It only took 10 seconds to reach 21,000 yuan!!!

Everyone seriously doubted whether their eyes were dazzled.

He rubbed his eyes hard and looked over again...

Oh my god!

30,000 yuan!!!

"Impossible...how is this possible?!"

Wu Chen, who had always been unfazed by favors and humiliations, and always had a harmless expression on his face, finally screamed out of control at this moment.

Last 30 seconds!

Pixel Aesthetics’ stock price has soared thousands of times?!

Wu Chen just wants to scold her now!

"There must be a bug in the stock software!"

At this time, Wu Yong stood up and said loudly.

This reminded Wu Chen.

Wu Chen quickly turned to look at the staff and cursed:

"What did you do? The software shows a bug, fix it quickly!"

The staff on site said aggrievedly:

"Master Wu, there are no bugs. The price of pixel aesthetics is indeed the same...and it's still rising..."

"You fart!"

Wu Chen said angrily: "Do you know how much money is needed to raise the price to this level?"

“300 billion!!!”

"And it must be all 300 billion in one moment!!!"

"Even if all the wealthy families in Portugal combined, it is impossible to gather 300 billion in a few dozen seconds!!!"

If Chen Mo had 300 billion, he could go to Portugal City to compete with the He family. How could he still live in Jianghai Province?

Moreover, in that case, Wu Chen would not be stupid enough to compete with Chen Mo for someone to talk to!

He's not sick!

Comparing tens of billions of dollars with hundreds of billions of dollars, which one is stronger? Even elementary school students can do this question!

"I know what's going on!"

At this time, a staff member on site projected his laptop onto the big screen.

"It's Whitedragon! It was Master Long who posted the last prophecy, asking investors to fully invest in Pixel Aesthetics, which led to the scene just now!"

Wow!

The audience suddenly burst into excitement, as if a pot was boiling!

Whitedragon, who is hailed as the "stock market prophet", "god of stocks" and "dragon king" by all investors on the Internet, made his last prediction post before retiring from the Internet. He actually asked everyone to buy pixel aesthetics with full investment!!!

Wu Chen was speechless.

Looking at the whitedragon prophecy post on the big screen with a look of disbelief, he looked at Chen Mo unwillingly but helplessly and said:

"I didn't lose to you, I just lost to luck."

Chen Mo smiled noncommittally.

At this time, Xiong Zhiwen's phone rang.

I saw him hiding in a quiet corner with a serious face. After respectfully answering the phone, he hurriedly went on stage and said loudly:

"Everyone, please be quiet. Let me explain the situation."

"This time the stock prices of DaMi Technology and Pixel Aesthetics have fluctuated abnormally. The Financial Secretary of Daxia announced that the stock prices will be invalidated and all funds will be returned to the original accounts!"

This is surprising to no one.

If the stock price rises to such a high level and the Financial Secretary still doesn't take action, that would be weird!

"In addition, Mr. Chen Mo's whitedragon forum account is not allowed to post anymore and will be cancelled."

The first two sentences were nothing, but as soon as this sentence came out, it was like a drop of water dropped into scalding hot oil!

Instantly fried!!!!

"What? Chen Mo is the whitedragon? The Dragon Master who protects the country?"

"That post was made by Chen Mo?!"

"Mobilizing at least 300 billion in funds in just a few dozen seconds...this ability...is so terrifying!"

"Chen Mo is worthy of his reputation as a talker!"

"What do the four wealthy families mean compared to the Dragon Master?! They don't even count as rubbish!"

"..."

The situation reversed in an instant!

Chen Mo did not win this battle by luck.

He relies on strength!

The terrifying power of being able to mobilize 300 billion funds in just a few dozen seconds!

This reminded everyone at the scene of one person - the first generation talker Fang Jinxin!

At the beginning, Fang Jinxin also said one word and gathered hundreds of billions of funds in just a few dozen seconds, and then defeated foreign capital.

Today's Chen Mo seems to have the same demeanor as Fang Jinxin, even...even better!

Rub rub rub!!!

As if struck by lightning, Wu Chen staggered back a few steps and almost fell to the stage!

Chen Mo is whitedragon?!

It was he who took charge of this situation. With his supreme terrifying strength, he gathered hundreds of billions of funds in a few dozen seconds, and with a crushing attitude, he pressed himself to the ground and crushed him into dregs!

At this moment, Wu Chen seemed to have never known Chen Mo, and his eyes were staring at him for a moment.

But...I can't see through it!

"Master Wu, it seems that I won't be able to eat the dinner at your house tonight!"

Chen Mo smiled lightly and turned to Gong Ziyuan in the audience:

"Come here! Take the head of the Wu family down to dinner! Give him the table with the little widow!"

The people in the audience burst into laughter at Chen Mo's ridicule.

Wu Chen no longer had the arrogant and aggressive attitude he had before.

His face was pale, his head was buzzing, and his whole body felt like a light on his back, a lump in his throat, and a feeling of being on pins and needles!

Wu Chen has become the biggest joke in Jianghai Feast at this moment!

Gao He, Wu Yong, Pei Qian and others all stopped laughing.

Gao Mingyuan came on stage, held Chen Mo's hand enthusiastically, laughed and said: "Congratulations, congratulations to Chen Mo!"

"Well deserved! Well deserved!"