Chapter 252： Chasing Husband Crematorium 07┃The Promising He Ming

He Ming really didn't want to contact anyone or anything related to Zhuang Li.

He has already paid such a high price for being soft-hearted and impulsive, and he can no longer be fooled by the other party.

However, thinking about it this way, when the phone vibrated again and again and the text messages from Zhuang Li kept popping up on the screen, He Ming's heart seemed to be overgrown with weeds, and he couldn't stop restless.

He was sitting at the desk, placing his mobile phone far away at the corner of the desk, turning on the computer to prepare for business, but his mind was in a mess. After reading a document for a few minutes, only two lines came into it.

When the phone buzzed again, he finally couldn't hold back, grabbed it viciously, and opened the screen.

Zhuang Li's text messages were full of love and care. If those messy things didn't happen, He Ming would really be moved by him. His mouth was terribly sweet, and at the same time he cheated the dead.

He Ming found himself a good example. He was deceived by Zhuang Li, but he tried his best to protect Zhuang Li, as if he had fallen in love with him.

"He Ming, are you crazy?" He Ming covered his face with his hands and said to himself in extreme embarrassment.

However, after a few minutes, he regained his calm state, called Jin Erxian and instructed: "I want to have breakfast, you can pack me a steamed dumpling."

Jin Erxian quickly brought in a steamed dumpling.

He Ming opened his chopsticks and ate slowly. His stomach, which was constantly cramping due to exhaustion and tension, was greatly relieved. He thought: It's really not right to skip breakfast, you have to sleep after eating, or your body won't be able to take it.

He didn't realize at all that while his brain was still resisting, his subconscious mind had begun to faithfully execute Zhuang Li's orders.

Ten minutes later, He Ming threw away the breakfast box, walked into the lounge, washed his face, and prepared to take a nap. Before setting the phone to airplane mode, he opened WeChat and looked at it, but he didn't find that Zhuang Li had sent a new message, and his heart was empty.

But he soon discovered that Zhuang Li had updated a circle of friends, and before he had time to think about it, his fingertips had already been opened.

Zhuang Li posted a photo of a plate filled with fried dumplings, with the caption: [Remember to eat breakfast every day and take care of yourself. 】

He Ming subconsciously thought that this sentence was addressed to himself, and his heart trembled.

Seeing that the steamed dumplings turned into fried dumplings, which was different from what he had just eaten, he gritted his teeth and scolded: "You liar!"

After scolding, He Ming was extremely annoyed. He didn't feel like he was himself anymore. He didn't even know who he was angry with and who he was competing with. Zhuang Li completely messed up his life, but patted his **** and walked away.

This liar!

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7480 scolded cowardly: "Master, you big liar, you don't care about the gods at all!"

Zhuang Li turned on the computer and asked lazily, "Why don't I care about him?"

"If you care about him, you should go and deliver him breakfast in person. It's really not sincere for you to send a few text messages."

Zhuang Li patted his thin chest, "Do you think I can outrun those paparazzi? Do you know how many people downstairs are squatting on me?"

Thinking of the host's basically zero motor cells, 7480 burst out laughing.

Zhuang Li sighed as he hacked into the network: "And I have more important things to do."

"What's the matter?" 7480 asked curiously.

"I want to make the most money in the shortest time. The crisis He Ming faces is not as simple as the theft of trade secrets. A precarious enterprise can easily be targeted by financial giants. If the stock price is stabilized, He Ming's company will be shorted and delisted, and he may face bankruptcy and reorganization next."

Zhuang Li quickly made up the identity of trader, agent, manager and so on for himself in the network.

7480 said angrily: "It's all your fault! If you hadn't sent that document, the gods wouldn't have encountered these things at all."

"Do you think that Xiao Yiheng won't get the document if the original owner doesn't send it? Don't forget that Jin Erxian also has one in his hand. You won't understand the principle of not breaking and not standing."

Zhuang Li stopped quickly tapping his hands on the keyboard, and said temptingly, "Little mental retardation, do you want to leave the little black house?"

7480's heart started beating wildly. It stood on tiptoe and raised its hand, urgently shouting: "Think about it! Master, are you going to let me go?"

"If you are obedient, I will let you go." Zhuang Li chuckled lightly.

"I'm obedient, I'll be obedient! Master, look at my posture!" 7480 knelt down with a plop, clasped his hands in prayer, his big eyes flashed, and there were tears.

"Very good, I will let you go, but you have to help me mine. If you dare to be dishonest, I can immediately send you back to the little black house, or even hang you on the spot." Zhuang Li's tone changed from a slight smile. The meaning gradually became cold and ruthless.

7480 shivered when he heard it, and nodded quickly and shouted: "Master, I must be obedient. What kind of mine do you want me to dig for you?"

"I'll start investing in stocks to earn the principal, and you can mine bitcoin for me. After I've dug enough, I'll go to buy bitcoin. This is the fastest way to get money." While speaking, Zhuang Li had already entered the stock market with several identities he made up.

He put all the more than two million deposits left by the original owner into it.

7480: "..." Fuck! Just know that the host, the big devil, will never be so kind!

"What? You don't want to?" Zhuang Li raised his eyebrows and asked.

7480 hurriedly used his mental power to conjure up a miner's uniform and put it on. He also put on a miner's hat, and said respectfully, "Master, do you think I'm so professional?"

Zhuang Li was amused and encouraged: "In this world, you are the most advanced intellectual brain, and you will definitely be able to dig a lot of mines. I have already returned the database and computing program to you, let's do it well."

The 7480, which finally connected to the database and computing program, almost cried with joy. The host is really nice to it!

The 7480, who had no idea that he was suffering from Stockholm Syndrome, stood at attention and saluted, and said with an oath: "Master, don't worry, I will help you dig a lot of mines back!" Then it invested in massive calculations.

And Zhuang Li also began to fight in the stock market.

He held a computer all day and didn't let go. Shao Yan asked him what plans he had in the future, but he didn't answer.

Shao Hui stared at his computer for a while, then sneered, "Brother, aren't you going to make a living by speculating in stocks? Do you know that nine out of ten people who speculate in stocks lose the bottom line?"

Zhuang Li quickly controlled the trading of stocks, and said without looking up, "Just play around."

Shao Hui was so angry last night that she still felt stuffy in her chest after drinking a bottle of Lingquan. Today, seeing Zhuang Li who was so refreshed, she really wanted to pounce on him and bite him to death.

She pointed at the computer screen and continued to pick on the prick: "Brother, what picture is this? Why can't I understand it? It's not like a candlestick chart! Brother, are you deceived? Are you speculating in stocks or watching? Weather forecast?"

What appeared on Zhuang Li's computer was indeed not a traditional candlestick chart, but a weather map. Cyclones form over the global map and flow slowly, some condense into larger cyclones, and some slowly disperse.

And Zhuang Li is laying out his stocks according to this picture.

"I'm using chaos theory to calculate the stock market. These cyclones represent the direction of global capital flow. Where the money flows in and where it leaves, this map can monitor in real time, and I just need to follow the money flow to invest. . This is the software I developed personally, which is more accurate than the K-line chart analysis.”

Zhuang Li briefly explained a few words, then turned around and gave Shao Hui a weird smile: "Don't worry, brother will soon become a billionaire. Brother will definitely let you and your mother live a good life."

He knew that the best way to retaliate against Shao Hui was not to make her suffer, but to live a good life.

As long as she is better than her, she will suffer unbearably. Her mind has been completely distorted.

Shao Hui didn't believe a word, she smiled and encouraged, but her heart was full of contempt and superiority. She thought: If Zhuang Li knew that I was a billionaire and stole Xiao Yiheng's love, what would he look like? Would he be so jealous that his heart burst?

Shao Hui lowered her head and covered the corner of her mouth, then walked away with her phone. She had to tell Xiao Yiheng about Zhuang Li's collapse and his addiction to stock trading.

No matter how indifferent this person pretends to be, his life is still heading towards collapse uncontrollably. Sooner or later he will kill himself.

Shao Yan was very worried that her son would lose all his money by investing in stocks, so he sat aside and scolded for a long time, grabbing his son's ear and ordering him to go out to find a job.

Zhuang Li couldn't concentrate because of the noise, so he took the computer and walked back to the bedroom, locking the door.

Shao Yan stood outside the door and scolded for a while. Seeing that her son remained indifferent, she sighed and left.

Zhuang Li was obsessed with fighting in the stock market, but he did not forget to chase after his husband. In the morning, noon and noon, he would take a photo of the food and send it to He Ming to remind him to eat on time. At night, he would take a picture of himself lying in bed and say good night.

After getting up, he would take a picture of his fresh and rosy face just drenched in hot water, and say "Good morning".

When he caught a glimpse of the small cactus potted plant placed next to the computer, he would also take a photo, and asked with a smile: [Does it look like you? 】

He Ming never replied, but he was still able to ask and answer his own questions and entertain himself: [I think it's very similar. It's covered in thorns, but it's very cute, just like you. 】

7480 digs while digging: "Don't post it, the gods won't open it at all."

"He will read every one of them." Zhuang Li said firmly.

7480: "Bah!"

Zhuang Li raised his eyebrows: "Are you poking me?"

7480 hurriedly put down his hoe, spit two mouthfuls into his palm, and flattered: "How dare I! Master, do you think I'm not working hard? I dig a bunch of mines for you!"

"Okay." Zhuang Li snorted and let go of the mentally retarded, but in order to prove that he was right, he hacked into He Ming's mobile phone and installed a small monitoring program.

This program can't monitor He Ming's phone calls or text messages, but it can remind Zhuang Li in real time whether his messages have been opened and read by He Ming.

After the program started running, Zhuang Li immediately sent a few text messages: [Husband, I miss you. 】

【Husband, what are you doing? 】

【Husband Husband Husband...】

7480 spit out: "Are you a mosquito?"

Zhuang Li put the mobile phone on the table and showed off in his tone: "Look."

I saw that these text messages were checked one by one by the monitoring program as soon as they were sent, which indicated that He Ming had read them.

7480: "..." Fuck! Can the raking ears of the gods be more unpromising? What happened to you ignoring the big devil? Will it die?