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Jiang Chijing had seen a picture of Wu Peng in the news. He looked like a university professor, gentle and elegant, not like an old dough stick who had been immersed in the financial world for many years.

He once also stood on the side of retail investors, analyzed the prospects of listed companies in the forum, and led the retail investors to fight against institutions, but within a few years, he established his own company and became the party who harvested leeks.

There are many legendary deeds of Wu Peng, and in recent years he has gradually retreated behind the scenes. He has been in the financial circle for so many years and has never overturned a car. It can be seen that he is also cautious enough.

"The biggest disadvantage of retail investors is that they are easy to follow. You must have your own ideas and learn to study reports issued by various industries. Like Hengxiang's report, it is professional enough to provide guidance and direction for retail investors."

In the short ten-minute video, Wu Peng emphasized the need to trust Hengxiang's report several times.

Since Zheng Mingyi guided retail investors to buy stocks of old watches in the forum, this stock has been trading at a daily limit for several days.

Naturally, Wu Peng would not wait to die. He received interviews from several economic media and criticized the irrational behavior of individual investors.

"He's nonsense." Jiang Chijing copied his hands on his chest and watched the interview video on the screen. "Why do you follow the trend when you listen, and you have your own thoughts when you listen to him?"

Typical double standard behavior.

Many people blindly believe in authority, and even authority itself believes that it holds the absolute truth.

"Not everyone can be as transparent as you." Zheng Mingyi put his hands behind his neck and leaned back in his chair lazily, as if Wu Peng was not the troublemaker who criticized the fight. Slowed down."

After all, Wu Peng is a bigwig in the industry, and his words still have a lot of weight.

There will be many so-called stock speculators in the stock market. Some people are really capable, and some are purely nonsense. It is very difficult for retail investors to analyze who is more credible.

In addition, there have been many rhythmical articles in major media recently, and many go gods have been fabricated out of thin air. This has also caused some unsure people to sell their stocks.

"Can Hengxiang lose blood by doing this now?" Jiang Chijing couldn't help asking.

"No." Zheng Mingyi said, "Don't worry."

After speaking, Zheng Mingyi looked away from the screen, pointed at the chessboard on the desk with his chin, and said, "Aren't you going, Jiang Jiang?"

On the wooden Go board, there is a game that is halfway through. Anyone who knows Go can tell at a glance that Heizi has an absolute advantage and has already pushed White to a dead end.

Jiang Chijing held a white child in his hand and kept turning it between his thumb and index finger, without any next move for a long time.

He is completely self-abusing.

I thought that after gnawing on the "Basics of Go", I could at least use Go for entertainment with Zheng Mingyi, but it turned out to be entertainment, it was a unilateral killing.

Zheng Mingyi is really not interesting enough. Doesn't he have any compelling IQ of his own? Kindly came to accompany him to play a chess game, but he gave back to Jiang Chijing in this way.

"Should you be a son?" Zheng Mingyi asked, tilting his head and looking at Jiang Chijing.

"No." Jiang Chijing said blankly.

He admits that his brain is not as good as Zheng Mingyi's, but this is not the reason why he easily admit defeat.

Five minutes later, Jiang Chijing coughed uncomfortably, pointed to a key black on the chessboard and said, "When did you play this, why don't I remember?"

Before Zheng Mingyi could answer, Jiang Chijing threw the black stone back into the chess box beside Zheng Mingyi without changing his face and said, "It was accidentally dropped on the board, right?"

Zheng Mingyi looked at the chess box and then at Jiang Chijing, as if he had never seen such a shameless person before, and asked amusedly: "What is this trick?"

"This is called stealing the sky and changing the day." Jiang Chijing put the white child in the position of the black one without embarrassment.

Zheng Mingyi chuckled softly. Without thinking about Jiang Chijing, he picked up a sunspot again and leaned in Jiang Chijing's ear and whispered: "I think you owe the sun."

Jiang Chijing certainly wouldn't be defeated by his mouth. He replied lightly: "Then you are the Japanese."

Zheng Mingyi's chess player paused, placed a black piece on the chessboard, and said, "Why, has Officer Jiang changed his color to lure him into playing?"

This reminds Jiang Chijing that there is still this trick that can be used.

He observed the situation on the chessboard. Even if he used the trick to "snap the sky and change the day", Bai Zi still couldn't beat the black one. He put his left hand on Zheng Mingyi's leg and asked casually, "Where should I go next?" "

Of course, I didn't just put my hand on it, my fingertips jumped randomly on the orange cloth, and even the cloth there was up and down.

Zheng Mingyi looked down at Jiang Chijing's hand, and his whole body was still for a while. After a while, he raised his head and held Jiang Chijing's right wrist, leading him to a wonderful position.

A dead end suddenly became clear, and Jiang Chijing seemed to be able to see the blacks on the chessboard wailing collectively, accusing their lord of being a faint king.

This time it was Zheng Mingyi's turn to take the next step.

He picked up a black stone and pinpointed a position on the chessboard.

Jiang Chijing immediately saw that this was another strong offensive step. He put his left hand on Zheng Mingyi's leg and whispered in his ear, "Are you really going there?"

The fingertips tended to move upward, and his breath lingered in Zheng Mingyi's ears.

Jiang Chijing clearly saw Zheng Mingyi clenching his jaw line, turning his hand around, and placing Sunspot in an innocuous position.

"Jiang Jiang." Zheng Mingyi retracted his hand and looked at Jiang Chijing.

"Huh?" Jiang Chijing realized that this game of chess had become simple, and began to think for himself how to move next.

"You know I can do two things with one heart." Zheng Mingyi said.

"Yeah." Jiang Chijing continued to think.

"In my mind, your uniform has been torn off by me thousands of times." Zheng Mingyi said.

"What?" Jiang Chijing finally retracted his gaze from the chessboard and turned his attention to Zheng Mingyi.

"The moment you put your hand on my lap just now," Zheng Mingyi said, tapping his brain with his index finger, "I have already stripped off your pants here, so I left your shirt and handcuffed you. On the chair, punish you with a baton, and see if you dare to be naughty."

Zheng Mingyi said this in a very flat tone, as if he was reading a recipe for a dish.

Jiang Chijing didn't have Zheng Mingyi's clothes in his mind, but he had never taken such a specific step.

And why is this person talking about it? I wonder if Jiang Chijing will follow his brain to make up for it!

"Just sitting next to me, you are already distracting me." Zheng Mingyi said slowly, "If you have to tease me foully, then I am not sure if I will turn the thoughts in my mind into Reality."

It's strange that Jiang Chijing's first reaction should be to warn Zheng Mingyi, but he was really thinking about how these steps will become reality.

He would feel inexplicably that the library was full of prisoners, and everyone was immersed in reading, turning a blind eye to Zheng Mingyi's infringement on him. He wanted to call for help, but he didn't want to ask the prisoners for help, so he could only rely on the surveillance at the door of the library.

Surveillance can only take pictures of Zheng Mingyi’s location. In order not to reveal it, Zheng Mingyi will look at the computer screen solemnly, pretending that nothing has happened, but under the desk, his hand will hold a baton in Jiang. Chi Jing’s private part...

Stop.

Jiang Chijing suddenly discovered that there was a big difference between him and Zheng Mingyi.

Zheng Mingyi's brain supplements are very specific, one is one, and two is two. Jiang Chijing's brain supplements can simply be dispersed into outer space. Even after the surveillance screen, the colleagues drinking tea at a leisurely pace appeared in the scene. middle.

Jiang Chijing swallowed, waved away the image in his mind, and said, holding the shelf, "You dare not."

Zheng Mingyi lowered his eyes and did not answer, as if he was seriously thinking about the consequences if he did this.

Jiang Chijing suddenly felt frustrated, because Zheng Mingyi’s brain is not the same structure as a normal person. He was afraid that something Zheng Mingyi might do to scare him out of a heart attack, quickly said: "It's your turn."

Zheng Mingyi glanced at the game, quickly dropped a black stone, and then fell into deep thought.

The situation on the chessboard is changing, and in a blink of an eye, Baizi is approaching a dead end again. Only then did Jiang Chijing realize that Zheng Mingyi had been letting him before, in fact, he could end this game long ago.

But this is not the point.

Seeing Zheng Mingyi's thinking tended to become more and more dangerous, Jiang Chijing hurriedly pinched his chin, forced him to look at him and said, "Don't think about anything messy, you can say anything when you get out of prison."

Zheng Mingyi looked straight at Jiang Chijing and said, "I just thought of another gameplay. I'll be a prison guard. How about you be a prisoner?"

Hey, it seems interesting.

Jiang Chijing was unconsciously led away from his thoughts.

"Your charge is to molest the police officer and steal the police officer's underwear. After being arrested, if you refuse to plead guilty, the police officer can only use some extraordinary methods."

"What extraordinary means?" Jiang Chijing asked, "No ordinary tricks can get into my eyes."

"Well—" Zheng Mingyi thought, "At that time, based on your performance, the police officer will decide what action to take."

"You can tie me up." Jiang Chijing completely forgot that he just wanted to stop Zheng Mingyi's brain repair. "As a result, you accidentally exposed your flaws. I immediately seized the opportunity to escape, and then tied you up. You must beg the prisoner to let you go."

really not bad.

Jiang Chijing was very satisfied with the script.

"Do you still want to tie me?" Zheng Mingyi raised an eyebrow.

"I also need to handcuff you." Jiang Chijing said.

Both of them were knowingly thinking of ghosts, but at this moment, an "idol" that cut through the sky interrupted their eye contact.

"Idol, I found it. Hengxiang's stock return date will be next Friday!" Yu Guang rushed to the desk and said.

"Really." Zheng Mingyi regained his faint expression, "That's almost ready to start squeezing."

Having said that, Zheng Mingyi looked at Jiang Chijing again and opened his hand to him: "Jiang Jiang, lend me your watch."

Jiang Chijing was inexplicable: "My...watch?"