Traveling through the heavens starting from the golden years

The stock market has become more volatile than ever before.

Countless investors who have been speculating in stocks for many years were first shocked, then confused, and then watched their wealth disappear.

Faced with this situation, Jiang Pengfei could only add an update.

He first reluctantly followed Zhang Anren's advice and cut his position to save part of his funds - otherwise, he would have been liquidated during the first round of decline.

But in the subsequent rebound, he either did not dare to participate, or he continued to operate frequently, ultimately wasting the best opportunity to make a profit.

Immediately afterwards, the stock market corrected rapidly again, causing him to successfully lose all his cash.

He had to pretend to be happy at home, while outside he answered calls from his creditors one after another, pleading and begging for mercy.

These creditors include both his relatives and friends, as well as friends he has met outside and are related to stock trading.

What's even more frightening is that he was so self-righteous that he even borrowed money at usury.

These creditors also know that he invested all his money in the stock market. Now that the stock market is falling, who doesn't know this?

So they began to intensify their efforts to force him to repay the money, which made the latter feel like he had no way to go to heaven and no way to go to earth.

In desperation, Jiang Pengfei started a new round of fundraising activities.

It was better to demolish the east wall to repair the west wall. He shamelessly found Zhang Anren.

While discussing a topic with his colleagues in the office, Zhang Anren suddenly saw Jiang Pengfei, who still maintained a proud attitude.

"Uncle Jiang, what are you doing," he asked doubtfully.

"Anren, Anren, get me some money quickly! The stock market has bottomed out, I have to hurry up and be greedy when others are fearful!" he continued.

Hearing what he said was really outrageous, Zhang Anren quickly pulled him out of the office.

Standing in the shadow outside the building, Jiang Pengfei begged: "Anren, please, sell your house! I can definitely earn the money for two houses in two months!"

Zhang Anren looked at the gambler helplessly: "Uncle Jiang, you really don't want to speculate anymore! If you are investing in the stock market, no amount of money is enough for you."

"Nonsense!" Jiang Pengfei said angrily, "I'm just temporarily robbed of my funds!"

He is still quibbling and lying. The real situation is that he has liquidated his position and is raising money to pay off his debts.

It is quite possible that if he gets money, he will still gamble in the stock market and make the debt hole even bigger.

"Uncle Jiang, let's go home first. I'll discuss it with Nansun." Zhang Anren had no choice but to let him go back temporarily.

In the evening, Zhang Anren and Jiang Nansun were sitting on a bench on campus, talking about Jiang Pengfei's visit.

"He is indeed anxious, but I don't know how much his debt is, and it's hard to guarantee whether he will repay the debt or continue investing in the stock market after getting the money." Zhang Anren said helplessly.

Jiang Nansun was really ashamed and annoyed.

As expected, my father succeeded in losing all his family wealth, and this time he lost completely.

Blushing and thinking for a long time, she looked at Zhang Anren: "What will happen if he doesn't pay the money?"

"It's hard to say." Zhang Anren thought for a while, "First of all, we don't know how much he owes. But looking at his anxious look, I guess it must be no less. If that's the case,"

Turning to look at Jiang Nansun, he said indifferently: "That red brick building will no longer belong to your family."

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Nansun raised his head and looked towards the horizon.

The blood-like sunset is gradually becoming more vivid, which makes people feel a little worried.

"He deserves it!" As she said this, her tears fell.

Patting her shoulder, Zhang Anren said calmly: "It seems so, but this is undoubtedly a tragedy for your whole family."

Jiang Nansun was thinking about family matters and just cried silently without speaking.

"If Grandma Jiang could be strict with him instead of doting on him, if your mother could clearly stop him as early as possible, and if the relationship between you and him was not so tense," Zhang Anren continued, "Perhaps today's tragedy would not have happened. Of course, we need Uncle Jiang’s own strength to eliminate his habit of indulging in work and his desire to get rich overnight.”

"But, what can we do now?" Jiang Nansun said, wiping tears.

"For example, Jingyan Group's current reform activities, if it weren't for the operational difficulties, how could Ye Jinyan agree to such a drastic move?" Zhang Anren put his arm around her shoulders, "If there is no profound pain, who would be willing to change? ?”

As a knowledgeable person, Jiang Nansun naturally understood that some gamblers even cut off a hand but still entered the casino again; some people could not stop squandering unless they lost all their wealth.

In Jiang Pengfei's case, this is a living fact.

"I can raise money and sell my current house," Zhang Anren said with some excitement.

"Don't." Jiang Nansun said quickly, "This is none of your business after all. Besides, my dad may not be able to stop."

A son is better known than his father, and a father is better known than his son.

Having lived with his father for many years, Jiang Nansun certainly knew his father's temperament.

If he learned a lesson, he would change. How could Jiang Pengfei be reduced to where he is today?

Zhang Anren hugged her: "But I want to solve the reality of your family's indifference."

Lying on his shoulder, Jiang Nansun cried very sadly: "An Ren, especially my father, always bullies you. Now, you can still think about my family."

Holding her face, Zhang Anren said seriously: "Because they are your family. If something happens to them, you will definitely be unhappy for the rest of your life. Therefore, we must not only teach them a lesson, but also prevent them from being punished." Too much damage."

Holding his neck hard, Jiang Nansun cried and said, "Anren, I'm sorry."

At Zhang Anren's insistence, his house was mortgaged to the bank.

Because the price has increased significantly compared to when he bought it, he got one million yuan in cash for this house.

Taking the bank card, he handed it to Jiang Nansun: "Nansun, pay off the important debtors first. For the rest, I will continue to think of ways."

Wiping away tears, Jiang Nansun reluctantly put away the card.

Because Zhang Anren was busy running for assistant coach recently, Jiang Nansun went home to discuss it with his father.

The atmosphere at home was very depressing. Grandma Jiang sat in the middle, Jiang Pengfei and Dai Yin sat facing each other, and Jiang Nansun sat silently next to her.

The nanny brought over a dozen meat and vegetable dishes one after another: "Eat quickly, my Huaiyang cuisine skills are beyond compare!"

"Eat, eat." Grandma Jiang picked up Kuaizi, and Jiang Pengfei and Dai Yin also picked up their rice bowls.

"Auntie, starting from tomorrow, you don't have to come again." Jiang Nansun said to the nanny.

"Uh," the nanny suddenly heard the news and was so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth.

Grandma Jiang's brows furrowed: "Nan Sun, what are you talking about?"