Shocking! A once-pretty face in the entertainment industry is reborn and becomes a top student!

Chapter 9
Feng Yueyang loaded the pistol, only to realize that he seemed to have overestimated his ability.

If you don't want to admit it, you have to admit it, he can't move...

Feng Yueyang's handsome face turned red, and he only moved the bolt a little bit.

A slender jade-like hand took away the pistol, and Feng Yueyang saw that jade hand pull the bolt effortlessly, and the crisp sound of the bullet being loaded fell on his ears clearly in the silent carriage.

At that moment, Feng Yueyang's soul trembled.

Hey!
One-handed loading!

This is too handsome.

"You can't use brute force. You need to use the big thenar of the palm and other fingers to hold the sleeve. It is easier for weak hands like you to use force. Try again."

The cold voice fell to the ear, with convincing power.

Feng Yueyang tried again, grinning up to the ears.

"Great, I can finally use a gun."

He took the pistol and aimed it excitedly, and unconsciously aimed the gun at Shen You'an.

Before Feng Yueyang could react, the pistol had already left his palm, and there was a numbness and pain in his wrist.

The next moment, the cold muzzle of the gun pressed against his forehead.

Feng Yueyang's blood flowed backwards and he froze there.

"Never point a gun at me, you know?"

There was an unmistakable warning in the cold voice.

Feng Yueyang stammered: "I...I know I was wrong."

Throwing the pistol back into his arms, Feng Yueyang didn't dare to do anything wrong again, and calmed down.

Seeing this scene from the rearview mirror, Chongming couldn't help curling his lips.

This kid will suffer from him in the future.

The car came to the Yuanshan villa group in the wealthy area, where high-ranking officials and wealthy businessmen lived in Spring City, and the security was tight. The car was automatically released without any inspection.

When he came to a villa in the center, Feng Yueyang couldn't believe it: "This... this is my home."

Feng Chi died at home, and the Feng family's villa was sealed off. Afterwards, the Feng Group's stock price plummeted and fell into a debt crisis. All assets under Feng Chi's name were seized, and this villa was naturally no exception.

The entrance of the villa was cordoned off, and a seal was pasted on the door. The courtyard was desolate and desolate.

Not long ago, Feng Yueyang was kicked out of the villa by the court staff in embarrassment. Thinking of the humiliation at that time, Feng Yueyang clenched his fists in annoyance.

Shen Youan walked over and tore off the seal on the door, opened the door and walked in.

Feng Yueyang was a little surprised: "But... can it be?"

Chongming glanced at him with a smile: "Boss says yes, then yes."

It was only then that Feng Yueyang discovered that the driver was actually a young man, his eyes crooked when he laughed, and he was very coquettish.

He felt that this person looked familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

The valuables in the villa have been looted, leaving only some basic furniture.

Shen Youan came to the study on the second floor, and there was a police seal on the door of the study.

Chongming came to her side, tore off the seal, and opened the door of the study.

"Feng Chi died in this room. Outsiders are not allowed to enter his study room at will. At that time, I was in the garden downstairs. At :, when I heard the housekeeper's exclamation, Feng Chi hurried over. Lying on the desk, dead."

The autopsy result given by the police was that he died of a heart attack, but Feng Chi had regular physical examinations and was in good health. He had never had any hidden dangers of heart disease.

This is also what made Chongming feel that Feng Chi's death was problematic.

Shen Youan's gaze slowly but cautiously swept over every inch of the study.

Chongming shook his head: "The police have searched for a round, and there is no clue to prove that Feng Chi died of homicide."

Feng Yueyang stood at the door of the study with a sad face.

"Feng Chi died of homicide." The cold voice was calm and determined.

Feng Yueyang raised his head suddenly.

The mysterious man in black was squatting beside the desk, his gloved fingers pinching the edge of the curtains. In the crevices of the curtains, there were faint traces of water on the light blue fabric.

Shen put it under his nose again and sniffed gently.

"It's digitalis extract. Once the dose is exceeded, it will instantly paralyze the heart, and the instrument can't detect it."

Feng Yueyang rushed over in disbelief, "Was my father really murdered?"

He is like a drowning man, and Shen You'an is the only life-saving straw he can grasp.

Shen Youan tore off the piece of cloth that was stained with poison, put it away carefully, and said without raising his head: "You might as well think about it, who is the most suspicious among the people who can touch your father's daily life."

Feng Yueyang opened his mouth, and he suddenly realized that he didn't understand anything.

He didn't have a good relationship with his father, and they quarreled when they got together. He usually fooled around outside and rarely came home.

Feng Yueyang slapped himself severely: "I'm such a jerk."

Shen Youan didn't bother to talk to him, late repentance was worthless.

Chongming looked serious, "I probably guessed who it was."

Shen Youan raised her eyebrows, besides the butler, who else could it be?

"Boss, I'll go find him now." Chongming turned to leave.

"Not urgent."

Shen Youan took out his laptop, opened it, and logged into the stock trading platform.

Behind the dazzling red and green lines is the ups and downs of the stock market.

Chongming saw Shen Youan input a series of numbers, and instantly the stock trend it represented jumped out.

This is the stock of the Feng Group, which continues to plummet.

It can be said that the Feng Group is now facing bankruptcy, and the stock is like a piece of waste paper. Countless stockholders have lost money, and their hard-earned money has been used to repay debts.

And behind those traders, the shadow of the Xie Group is indispensable.

All these funds flowed into Xie Beichun's pocket.

It can be said that Feng Chi was completely defeated by Xie Beichun from the person to the company.

Hard enough.

From then on, Chuncheng Xie Beichun dominated alone.

Chong Ming saw Shen You'an's fingers typing on the keyboard quickly, and he was dazzled by the operation interface.

In just a few 10 minutes, the stock of Feng Group had a short-term jump. This trading behavior shocked countless people who were staring at this sunset stock.

With dealers entering the market, to be able to leverage such a large leverage requires a huge amount of financial support.

This is tantamount to a light of hope for desperate retail investors. Some strong men cut off their wrists and stop losses in time, while some retail investors are hesitant and vigilant, fearing that they will follow suit and be squeezed out of their last value by capital.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Shen Youan absorbed a lot of loose stocks.

Chongming watched in shock, and couldn't help giving a thumbs up: "Boss, you are so awesome."

In the stock market, you can come and go freely, and you can strike quickly and ruthlessly. How many years of immersion will it take to practice it.

"I still need some time." Shen Youan's eyes were calm and sharp.

"Although the continuous entry of large amounts of funds into the market will temporarily increase the stock price, it is not a long-term solution. It must be done in a calm and orderly manner."

Shen Youan looked up at Feng Yueyang, "As Feng Chi's sole heir, you are the key to breaking the situation."

(End of this chapter)