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After taking a look at the Bank of China's account, the position had reached 17.38 million lots, and the remaining funds were hundreds of millions of dollars. Zheng Rongxuan no longer dared to touch the other side. He could only continue to follow the butts of many parties in the National Bank's account.

It seemed to continue the madness of the previous trading day. From 15 pm to 7 pm, after the market opened at 15 pm, the multi-party finally began to gain the upper hand after several days of fighting. Although the bears have not finally given up, they are already unable to follow up and the trading volume has reached more than 4 trillion US dollars.

Zheng Rongxuan completely let go and took a look. After a look, there was less than an hour left. A smile appeared on the corner of Zheng Rongxuan's mouth. He issued a long order of 3 million US dollars per ounce on the National Bank account.

After Zheng Rongxuan, tens of millions of long orders were poured into Zheng Rongxuan's price of US$275 per ounce, and the short orders below were almost instantly eaten.

The short side seemed to have really lost funds and completely gave up. It might be that they already knew something now, and then a large number of long orders began to surge out. Zheng Rongxuan decisively followed behind his butt and happily opened long orders. Zheng Rongxuan stopped his continued action because even the Citibank trading platform that was finally opened was no money available.

Because it was already eight o'clock in the evening, at 9:00 a.m. local time on September 11, New York, 15 minutes ago, the first passenger plane, American Airlines, had already hit the World Trade Center Building 1 at a speed of 490 miles per hour. In another 3 minutes, the second passenger plane, United Airlines, will also hit the World Trade Center Building 2.

The 9-11 terrorist attack that shocked the whole world is officially coming!

The most direct manifestation is that the price of London Gold, which instantly seemed to be on a rocket and rose rapidly. By nine o'clock in the evening, it had risen to $279 per ounce, and was still pulling up the straight line quickly.

Zheng Rongxuan clenched his fists excitedly and hammered his computer desk a few times, took a look at the position situation in the three accounts, including 17.38 million long orders in the Bank of China account, 24.62 million long orders in the National Bank account, and 3.78 million long orders in Citibank. Although the purchase was a little higher in the later period, Zheng Rongxuan had bought more than 3 million yuan at the price of more than 260 US dollars, so the average price of the National Bank was lowered.

He breathed a sigh of relief and waited for a few days to gradually settle the money in small batches. Zheng Rongxuan happily took out a cigarette and lit it. He heard the doorbell of the study room ringing, and glanced at the display screen above the door. Seeing that Song Yuner was a little anxious, he couldn't help but smile and press the button to open the door.

"Rongxuan. What's wrong with you? I heard the sound of something smashing in the study just now?" The door opened, and Song Yuner ran over with some concern. Seeing Zheng Rongxuan smoking a cigarette excitedly, she asked with relief.

Zheng Rongxuan laughed, walked over and hugged Song Yuner's mature body in her arms, threw the cigarette down and kissed her.

"The smell of smoke, you haven't told me what happened just now." As soon as I was kissed, the strong smell of cigarettes in Zheng Rongxuan's mouth rushed straight to Song Yuner felt a little uncomfortable. She quickly turned her head and dodged and asked again.

Zheng Rongxuan put his hand into her clothes. This time he did not kiss her mouth again, but licked her earlobe and smiled excitedly: "I've made money. Haha, I've made a lot of money. I want you now. I'll give it to me quickly."

Looking at Zheng Rongxuan who was excited, Song Yuner knew that she could not hide today, and she didn't want to hide. She cooperated and let Zheng Rongxuan turn herself into Aries. Under the influence of Zheng Rongxuan's slightly force, she climbed onto the table. Song Yuner turned her head and said coquettishly: "You can't...oh!"

Zheng Rongxuan thrust straight in, holding Song Yuner's perky white buttocks with both hands and thrust. Her upper body leaned to her smooth back, kissed her neck lightly and smiled, "It's all wet, it turns out you've thought about it long ago."

Song Yuner felt that the bad guy below was pushed into her belly. Every time she blew, she felt huge fulfillment. Every time she was happy with Zheng Rongxuan, she had endless memories. She had never thought of hiding today, otherwise she wouldn't have come. But this was the first time the two of them used this shameful posture in Zheng Rongxuan's study, which made Song Yuner feel like she was a mare, being galloped on her body by Zheng Rongxuan, but why did she feel so exciting?

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Song Yuner woke up at around 8 o'clock in the morning. After sleeping for a while and resting in the middle of the night, she felt that she became very comfortable. She was fucked by Zheng Rongxuan for more than an hour last night. In the end, she thought she was going to be killed by him, and she didn't even know how she came to the bedroom.

But none of this matters anymore, because she found that she seemed to be really obsessed with this feeling. Even though she was so happy that she wanted to ascend to heaven, she later found that her body could be relaxed to the greatest extent and her spirit was even more brilliant than the previous few days.

She turned her head and looked at it. Before she saw Zheng Rongxuan's figure, she knew that Zheng Rongxuan had probably gotten up at this time. She smiled and took a sip of the cool air, and got up naked and walked to the bathroom. Several women are used to Zheng Rongxuan's habit of sleeping for a short time every day. According to Zheng Rongxuan herself, it is enough to only have two or three hours of rest every day, and he can't sleep any more.

Zheng Rongxuan actually got up for a while. He was so happy today that he ran downstairs to make tomato soup. He served two big bowls and held it to the second floor. When he saw Song Yuner's room open, he knew that she had come from the master bedroom. When he walked in, he saw that she was brushing her teeth in the bathroom.

"Dear, come here for breakfast." The flour was just replenished by Liu Changmin yesterday morning. He staggered into the pot with small peppers and tomatoes, put some soy sauce, and when it was almost cooked, put two eggs, and then some garlic cloves and sesame oil. The taste was simply great.

He is called Song Yuner, and he prefers to call him dear. In the past, he would call Yuner Nuna, but later he felt that he was calling him like that little girl, Yooner. This made Zheng Rongxuan sigh that there are too many people in Korea, which is really not good.

"Yeah, right away!" Song Yuner agreed, and after a few minutes, she came out of the bathroom and then cleaned up.

"What good things did you encounter yesterday? It made you so excited!" Song Yuner picked up the spoon and asked by the way. This was the first time Zheng Rongxuan entered her in such an eager manner. While this made Song Yuner happy, she was also a little curious about what good things Zheng Rongxuan had encountered?

Zheng Rongxuan sat on the bed and drank the dumpling soup on the computer desk, laughing and said, "A previous plan was completed in stages last night. I only waited for a few days to make a large sum of money, so I was a little excited."

Song Yuner nodded slightly and said, "Then can you go out today?"

"Of course, where do you want to go? I'll accompany you! I'll go out for an event after two days of tiredness. After two days of recording, I have to be busy with recording and I can't go out again."

"Seung Woo-oppa and Mi-yeon-nie will treat you tonight. You matchmaker and the others must have it. I happened to be here yesterday, so I didn't let them go."

"Well, I'm going to go. After the meal is over, you and I will go and buy them gifts. Although it's a remarriage, it's a happy event. As a friend and a boss, you must not miss the gifts."

After breakfast, Song Yuner went to the kitchen to wash the dishes. Zheng Rongxuan then remembered that his cell phone was still in the study. He ran to the study and picked up the charged cell phone. After turning on the phone, he received a bunch of text messages. He looked around and found that most of them were sent by the three major banks. Zheng Rongxuan looked at the content that was not substantial, all of which reminded him to control risks. Later, they all turned into admiration and admiration for himself, and congratulations on his fortune.

Then Kim So-yeon sent a text message saying that she was shocked and was very grateful to Zheng Rongxuan for letting her escape. It turned out that she had made an appointment with the publishing house's boss to meet and sign at the World Trade Center. If it weren't for Zheng Rongxuan's phone call that made her change her itinerary, she might have become one of the many victims. When she thinks about it, she would be so scared.

Zheng Rongxuan turned on the computer and looked at the price of London Gold. After a night passed, it has now risen to $286 per ounce. The short orders in the entire market are almost extinct, and the whole world seems to be in a state of pessimism.

Especially the major networks around the world are filled with news about the 9-11 incident. World-famous buildings collapsed. Even the central nervous system of global military strength has been destroyed and a large number of officers have died. The United States has suffered the most serious terrorist attacks in history, allowing investors around the world to see that the United States is not so safe. Some investors are evacuating this original capital paradise, and some investors have turned to other capital markets in order to avoid risks, and gold has undoubtedly become the first choice for many people.

After the London Gold business was completed, Zheng Rongxuan was too lazy to go to the domestic stock market to make money. After this time, his own funds in China were enough to make him unable to use it. The next step is that he should have trouble with not having money, but how to spend it if he has too much money.

After selling all the stocks on the domestic stock market, Zheng Rongxuan made less than 20 million yuan, so he turned off the trading platform and did not buy other stocks he originally planned to buy. (To be continued)
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