Rebirth of the King of Waves

Chapter 58 Opening (Part 2)
"No need to send me off, no need to send me off..."

At 9:18 in the morning, at the XX Building in Xzhou City, the deputy mayor of Xzhou City and the mayor of Xzhou District, as well as the city's XX Bureau and the district's XX Bureau, including Director X of the Jiangbin Sub-district Office and comrades such as Huang Qingqing, together with Li Mingshan, the head of XX Trade and Forwarding Co., Ltd., led Dong Yonghui, Wang Feng, Zhou Tianyi, Li Pandeng and other company personnel, and politely escorted the leaders out of the building, and sent Deputy Director X to the outside of the building.

There was a lot of hustle and bustle outside the building. Li Mingshan finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the huge group of people leaving.

I looked at my watch again. From the time they came in to the time they left, it took a total of 22 minutes...

The materials I prepared so intensively in the morning were of little use.

The deputy director only got a general idea and then asked two questions, mainly about your current situation and what difficulties you have that need our help to solve.

Li Mingshan answered honestly. After the deputy director learned about it, he immediately set off for the next stop of the day.

"Ah, these big shots, they just move their mouths and come over for a while, and we are so busy that we have no time to run around." The little pony Ma Xiaofan stood behind the crowd and complained in a low voice.

Song Xianxian pulled a deadpan face and rolled her eyes at him.

I was still feeling unhappy about being abandoned.

It was clearly she who wrote this year's strategic planning outlook.

Why did I just use the one Ning Bishu had last year!
"Okay, let's all get back to work."

At this time, Li Mingshan watched the bosses go away, turned around, and gave Mr. Dong a light instruction.

President Dong also hurriedly shouted to the large group of employees who had come downstairs to see him off, "Let's go, let's go, let's go back." At the same time, he grabbed Li Pandeng and urged, "President Li, hurry up and get someone to finish this year's product selection PPT. The new year is over, are you still going to work?"

Song Xianxian, who was in the crowd, heard it and thought that Mr. Dong was calling her.

Suddenly, he couldn't control his emotions and blurted out, "Boss Dong, I'm done today. I can't mess around just for a little efficiency, right? It's not like I'll die if I delay it for another day!"

"What did you say?" Li Mingshan turned his head sharply and stared at her with a rather unfriendly expression.

Zhou Tianyi quickly tried to smooth things over: "Boss, it's nothing, nothing. This girl born in the 00s is quite straightforward. Let's hurry up and get this done. I'll teach her a lesson later."

Li Mingshan frowned, retracted his gaze from Song Xianxian's face, and said to Zhou Tianyi in a deep voice, "Handle this matter properly."

"Yes, yes, it will be taken care of." Zhou Tianyi nodded hurriedly.

Of course she understood what Li Mingshan meant, but she certainly couldn't say it directly in front of Song Xianxian now.

After all, she was the one who recruited Song Xianxian herself.

"Yeah." Li Mingshan nodded slightly when Zhou Tianyi understood, then continued, "Also, call Ning Bishu back to me. Wasn't he doing well in the past few years? Why would he leave for no reason?"

"Ah?" Zhou Tianyi was really stunned.

Li Pandeng, who was standing by, quickly replied, "Ashan, Ning Bishu will definitely not be coming back."

"Why can't he come back?" Li Mingshan said angrily, "Don't tell me all that nonsense! Give him an extra thousand yuan a month and tell him to come back and work! It's all about the money!"

"Ashan, his situation is really different..."

President Dong also came over and whispered a few words in Li Mingshan's ear.

"Really?" Li Mingshan's eyes widened. "Does he have the guts to do that?"

"It's true, Mr. Li." Zhou Tianyi took out her phone, opened her Weibo account, and handed it to Li Mingshan. "Look, Ning Bishu has become a big internet celebrity now. He has 14 followers on Weibo..."

Li Mingshan took a closer look and saw that just three minutes ago, Ning Bishu had posted an X-blog post, "Oops, I bought too high."

A few screenshots are included below.

Shockingly, he purchased 349600 shares of XX Media at a price of 11.44 yuan...

At the same time, another picture captured showed that the share price of XX Media had fallen to 11.19.

The comments section was filled with gloating from the onlookers. "Leek A is a casino, and gamblers will never have a good ending."

"The rape crime deserves the punishment!"

"Hahahaha! He even said he was going to make 100 million and sue all his netizens. I'm dying of laughter. Ning Bishu, why don't you put on some red clothes and jump off the rooftop, turn into a ghost and crawl through the internet to seek revenge on your netizens. That would be more reliable than you making 100 million from the A-share market."

Li Mingshan took Zhou Tianyi's phone and scrolled down. He also flipped through the messages Ning Bishu had posted a few days ago about betting with Guo Chen. The more he read, the more incredible it seemed to him. He couldn't help but sigh, "This guy, is he that bold? How much leverage did he use..."

"Hey, boss, are they talking about Ning Bishu?"

Many employees who had not left yet heard this and started whispering to each other.

Many people quietly took out their mobile phones and opened Xbo.

Others simply opened the stock app directly.

It would have been fine if I hadn't seen it, but once I did, I was immediately furious.

"Wow! It really went up! It opened at the daily limit!"

"It's fallen down, and it looks like it's going to hit the floor."

"Ning Bishu bought the highest amount this morning, over 34 shares... 400 million!"

"Hey hey hey! He borrowed the money from loan sharks to buy stocks, right?"

Every word fell into the ears of Song Xianxian who was walking in front.

Song Xianxian sneered when she heard this and snorted, "Serves you right."

But in the next moment, he seemed to remember something at the same time, and his sour smile turned gloomy again.

Then, alone, he walked up the stairs to the emergency exit.

Ma Xiaofan watched Song Xianxian walk up the stairs, thinking she was mentally ill.

He didn't bother to pay attention to her and squeezed into the elevator with everyone else.

"Is Ning Bishu destined to die this time?"

"That's not right. Didn't he borrow around 10 million yuan before? He already spent all his money. How come he still has money?"

"He must be greedy! He raised the bet again!"

"I thought I might actually make some money. The stock price is still over 11 yuan, and I think he bought it for less than 9 yuan."

"He only makes a profit if the price increases by more than the interest he's paying on the loan, right? He might already be losing money now. If it doesn't recover this afternoon and falls again tomorrow, he'll be dead when the repayment deadline comes."

"Actually, I can understand him. He has a miserable life. If he wins the bet, he can turn things around. If he loses, the worst that can happen is that he will die. There's no point in living anyway."

"Alas..." Ma Xiaofan sighed deeply, "Brother Bi Shu's life is so miserable..."

Suddenly, a colleague beside me laughed and said, "Luckily I didn't buy it."

“I didn’t buy it either.”

"I can't buy it at all. I escaped poverty. Hahahaha..."

In the elevator, a group of colleagues were chatting with each other, accompanied by happy laughter.

Amidst the heated discussion, before the elevator even reached the floor, the prediction of Ning Bishu's tragic end, in which he would fail in stock trading and was about to jump off the building, quickly became a consensus throughout the company.

The truth that gamblers are doomed to die has once again taken root in people's minds.

(End of this chapter)