"Brother, I checked, it was sold in China, and we have no records here, have you handed it over to other stock banks to manage?" Now I haven't earned a penny back, and I see that the deficit is about to be filled!

"Nima is an egg, when did Lao Tzu hand over to other stock banks, did you sell it in private, and only now tell Lao Tzu?"

For the answer of the American side, Du Xiaoma is still in a state of complete doubt, this is good, all over, all at once the stock market is sold out.

The deficit can't be made up, how to explain to President Yan.

He is notoriously cold-blooded, if he doesn't make up for the deficit this time, I'm afraid he won't even be able to save his own life.

In his mind, the ruthlessness that Yan Zong cleaned up last time appeared, and he unconsciously haired, the impetuosity in his heart, and the emotional irritability, Du Xiaoma kicked on the waist of the woman next to him and directly let her roll off the bed.

"Roll, shake what to shake, Lao Tzu didn't shake!"

The frightened beauty did not wear any clothes, and ran out with a terrified face.

When I went out, I was still cursing in my heart: You deserve that you can't make money from stocks, dog man!

"Brother, what now? The deficit can't be made up, in case Yan always knows, we both have to lose our heads! The

other end of the phone is even more panicked, although it is far away in the United States, but Yan Hao is a notoriously ruthless person, black and white eat all, and the domestic and foreign are also mixed.

Compared with this Yan Hao, Du Xiaoma is simply a small witch.

"Panic! Isn't there still a week until the end of the month? You hurry up and find a way for Lao Tzu to put the dumped money back in!

"Brother, I can't invest now, after the stock price rises this time, it will plummet later, and I'm afraid that even this last old capital will lose if I invest again!" Otherwise, take out your collection and sell them on the black market to fill them! "

How can a hole of more than 100 million be filled with a few literary plays, even if Du Xiaoma's entire body is sold, it is not worth so much.

On the surface, others look at the scenery, but in fact, it is the scene where Yan Hao gives him money.

Now there is no way to get Du Xiaoma like this.

"Where is Lao Tzu still have any literary play, they are almost sold, in the past two days, you first check who threw the stock, it is impossible to disappear out of thin air!" I'll figure out the rest. Du

Xiaoma did not dare to sleep again this night.

All I thought about was how to make money, and I remembered that Yan Hao's heart was cruel, tens of millions of times more poisonous than himself, and I couldn't help but be full of cold sweat.

In a panic, I remembered that I had asked people to catch Liang Chen before, and there was no news about this point.

Dial your phone again.

"Hey, the person Lao Tzu asked you to arrest, where did you arrest?"

"Boss, you haven't slept so late?"

The other end of the phone had blurry eyes and yawned sleepily.

"Sleeping Nima B, ask you, did the kid surnamed Liang catch it, why didn't he get a letter!"

A scolding made the other end of the phone wake up instantly, or the first time I heard Xiao Ma Ge, who had followed him for so many years, be so angry.

"I'm sorry boss, I'll get up now to follow up!"

Hung up the phone, Du Xiaoma's impetuosity in his heart made him even more uncontrollable, and he didn't know if someone had caught it, so he put on his clothes and planned to go to someone to ask clearly.

Then the phone rang again.

"Say!"

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