Chapter 3430

If Su Rui knew about Stoudemire's behavior of digging the foot of the wall, he would certainly scoff.

Although butzx was also dug under someone's hand by Su Rui with a hoe.

"Mr. Stoudemire, I'm sorry. I think I'll work for Lord Apollo all my life." Butzx said bluntly.

He put down his cigar, which he had smoked only two mouthfuls.

"So simply refused? Don't you think about it?" Stoudemire then asked.

Butzquez smiled: "yes, I have long regarded me as a member of the temple of the sun, always, and will not change."

Feng Le was so smoky at this time that he was busy opening the window for ventilation. While coughing, he turned his face and said, "so am I, so am I."

"Well, I'd better not dig at the foot of the wall, or Apollo will have to hurry with me." Stoudemire then said, "by the way, if I increase my investment, can we make a lot of money next?"

Butzquez laughed. "How hard do you want to earn? I think it's great to be able to even off the recent losses."

Although they made money in the first two rounds of Blitzkrieg, they all smashed in when they finally spent. At this time, when white knives go in and red knives come out, there is no fancy.

Lin Aoxue showed her determination at this time, preferring to throw all her possessions into it, but also to ask Su Rui for an explanation.

Because the consumption is too big, so in butzquez's view, it is great to be able to balance the losses. It is not impossible to make money, but the range is not large enough.

"That's a pity. It's OK to have a sip of soup." Stoudemire added.

In terms of specific trading, he is naturally no better than butzquez, but his smell of money is definitely the best in the world! That is the natural perception of money!

This kind of thing seems mysterious and mysterious, but it really exists!

"There's still time. Try it." Butzx glanced at the market, and then firmed his eyes: "it's not easy to make a lot of money like the previous two rounds of blitz, but..."

He wanted to say that "it's OK to earn a small sum". After all, the base invested in this tripartite alliance is too large. Even if it's "earn a small sum", this figure is amazing!

However, at this time, Feng Le shook his head and interrupted, "it's not impossible."

He has always been good at strange tricks. The time before the military division gave Gaoqi bank a raw job, Feng Le completed the final operation with his genius.

Stoudemire's eyes lit up immediately: "what should I do? If I can make a lot of money, I'll divide the money between you two!"

"I don't want your money. I'm from the temple of the sun." Feng Le refused directly.

Butzquez laughed, "Mr. God of wealth, so am I."

"It's all our own people. Don't divide it so clearly?" Stoudemire was helpless. Then he hurried to Feng Le and said, "what should we do? Just say it for two or three days. I don't know if it's enough?"

"That's enough, because we have had a targeted layout in this area before. The fishing net has been compiled long ago, and now it's time to close it." Feng Le said.

Butzquez seemed to remember something, and his face showed a shocked color: "you want to pass..."

"Yes, you were the first person to predict the subprime mortgage crisis. You are much more familiar with the process of this kind of thing than I am." Feng Le said, and his eyes showed an excited light.

Butzx's eyes lit up, and he slapped hard: "if you do this, it's really OK! Feng Le, you're really good at surprising soldiers!"

As soon as Stoudemire heard of the "subprime mortgage crisis", he immediately understood what was going on!

He clenched his fist and his face was full of excitement: "OK, just play like this! The bigger the game, the better. We want to make a lot of money!"

According to Feng Le's expectation, this is no longer a problem of making a lot of money, but a direct earth shaking!

"This is it. It's not what you want to close. Let the earthquake on Wall Street come more violently." Buzquez looked at the bustling scene outside, and his eyes were full of high spirited fighting spirit!

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Stoudemire walked out of the conference room and whistled.

Making money is always a pleasant thing, especially when something big is going to happen.

He walked on Wall Street with great strides. Because he was in a good mood, his fat body actually brought a feeling of lightness.

After buying a cup of coffee, Stoudemire sat on a bench on the street, squinting his eyes to feel the sun, and then made a phone call.

"I'm downstairs. Do you want to meet me? Come and feel the mockery of winners against losers at a close distance?" Stoudemire said with a smile.

"It's OK to meet, but there's no need to ridicule." The person on the phone looked in a really bad mood. He hung up before he finished talking.

Ten minutes later, a man in a suit and leather jacket came out of the building beside him. His hair was silver white. He looked about 60 years old, wearing gold rimmed glasses and a typical dress of a successful person.

"Hey, delicht, it's not easy to see you on Wall Street." Stoudemire said with a smile.

Yes, the man who came out of the investment bank in front of him was delicht, the God of wealth of the Atlantis family!

However, perhaps soon, the word "God of wealth" will become a thing of the past!

After such a big mistake, delicht's position is definitely out of control! Not only he, but also Lancelot is in danger!

"If it hadn't happened, I wouldn't have returned to wall street again. Who would have thought that someone dared to move his mind on the magnificent Atlantis?" Delicht shook his head. He saw Stoudemire drinking coffee. He also stood up and went to the side to buy a cup.

So, two super rich people sat on the bench beside wall street drinking coffee, and they looked very casual and comfortable.

However, delicht's comfort is only superficial, and his heart is still extremely bitter.

But now that the matter has come to an end, he has no ability to redeem it, so he simply listens to fate.

"To tell the truth, whether you come back or not is an insignificant matter." Stoudemire pointed to his nose and said directly, "you have been away from the front line for too long. You have lost your sense of smell and become vulnerable."

This sentence can be said to be impolite, which made delicht's face a little uneasy.

"I should not be as useless as you said, but I was caught off guard by you at the beginning." Said delicht.

He took a sip of coffee and was scalded. His expression was a little uncomfortable.

However, things have been so bad that it's useless to be unhappy, and delich can only be ridiculed now.

"You people of Atlantis always think highly of yourself. In my opinion, this is your most deadly place." Stoudemire snorted, "now, does Lancelot finally know how good it is? This product has always been arrogant, and I have long seen him unhappy."

Delicht smiled bitterly: "you see Lancelot is unhappy, but he cut the whole Atlantis. It is me who bears the brunt. Am I wronged?"

"You're not wrong. You're originally from Lancelot." Stoudemire sneered twice. "Anyway, if he promised, he could stop losing in time. However, if he delayed for a few days... Judging from the current momentum, it may be really hard to say..."

Delicht also nodded. He looked at the street, but what appeared in front of him was the green numbers that had been beating on the big screen before.

"When you told me the conditions before, I had already conveyed them to Lancelot." Delicht laughed with self mockery. "It's such a big noise that it's only a million dollars to compensate. I really don't understand what young people want now."

"Of course, I want your most valuable things." Stoudemire laughed and gloated, "don't you people in Atlantis all want face? Then people will take away your face and let your dignity sweep the floor. How good."

The muscles on delicht's face began to vibrate. He was very angry, but also very helpless. After all, Stoudemire was the winner.

Moreover, if the fat man in front of him really opened up his firepower, Lancelot might lose even worse this time.

"In my opinion, things have developed to this point, so Atlantis' face is no longer important." Delicht said, "if you lose, you lose, but fortunately, all this has not touched the root of the golden family."

"It's not good to say whether it has touched the root." Stoudemire smiled meaningfully, "in short, don't mess with Apollo in the future, otherwise, the loss is not money, but life."

Delicht said, "these young people are more and more terrible now."

After that, his cell phone rang.

At the sight of the caller number, his face turned white.

Stoudemire glanced at the cell phone screen with an afterlight, and then said, "Katherine is looking for you, ha ha."

Some costs, indeed, are to be borne by him in order to give an account to the family.

"Farewell first." Instead of answering the phone, delicht shook his head and got up to leave.

He forgot to bring his coffee cup after a sip on the chair, and his steps were also a little staggered.

Stoudemire smiled and said to himself, "Alas, I really look forward to the day when Apollo went to Atlantis as a guest. Do you want me to join the fun then?"

It is obviously not far from this day!

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