Reborn Rich To Rival Country

"At least 300 billion funds were mobilized in dozens of seconds... This ability... is so terrifying!"

Today's Chen Mo seems to have the new style of Fang Jin, and even... better!

This made everyone at the scene can't help but think of one person - Fang Jinxin, the first generation talker!

The stock price of Pixel Aesthetics has soared thousands of times? !

Everyone seriously doubted whether their eyes were dazzled.

The original Fang Jinxin also said that in just a few tens of seconds, hundreds of billions of funds were gathered, and this was the only way to defeat the foreign capital.

The people in the audience were laughed at by Chen Mo's teasing.

The people in the audience, even Gao Mingyuan and Xiong Zhiwen, also thought so.

30,000 yuan! ! !

He rubbed his eyes fiercely and looked again...

rub rub! ! !

It was he who dominated this situation, with his supremely terrifying strength, assembled hundreds of billions of funds within a few tens of seconds, and crushed himself to the ground with a crushing attitude!

Then, everyone was stunned by the scene in front of them!

The feast of the river and sea, which was supposed to go to the sky in one step, made Chen Mo fall straight into hell!

Wu Chen has become the biggest joke of the Jianghai Feast at this moment!

It only took 10 seconds to rise to 21,000 yuan! ! !

"This time, the stock price of Rice Technology and Pixel Aesthetics fluctuated abnormally. Daxia Financial Secretary announced that the stock price was invalid, and all funds were returned to the original account!"

Chen Mo didn't win this match by luck.

23qb.

5600 yuan! ! !

Wu Chen, who has always been pampered and humiliated, and has always had a harmless expression on his face, finally screamed in a fit of rage at this moment.

"What did you do? The software shows a bug, fix it quickly!"

"300 billion!!!"

At this point, a staff member on the scene projected his laptop onto the big screen.

Instant frying! ! ! !

16230 yuan! ! !

It's not an ordinary rise, it's skyrocketing! ! ! !

"Impossible... how is this possible?!"

"Patriarch Wu, it seems that I can't eat the dinner at your house tonight!"

"Look at pixel aesthetics!"

"And it must be all 300 billion in an instant!!!"

"Even if all the giants in the Portuguese city add up, it is impossible to gather 300 billion in tens of seconds!!!"

I saw him hiding in a quiet corner with a serious face and respectfully answering the phone, then hurriedly stepped on the stage and said loudly:

Last 30 seconds!

Like being struck by lightning, Wu Chen staggered back a few steps and almost fell on the stage!

At this moment, Wu Chen seemed to have never known Chen Mo, his eyes fixed on him for a moment.

Even Gong Ziyuan lowered his head silently, put down his clenched fists, and looked at the lonely figure on the stage with red eyes.

Wu Chen hurriedly turned his head to look at the staff and said cursingly:

The staff at the scene said aggrieved:

One minute!

No one was surprised by this.

At this moment, Xiong Zhiwen's phone rang.

He relies on strength!

If Chen Mo has 300 billion, he can go to Portugal to fight with the He family, how can he still live in Jianghai Province?

In the last tens of seconds, it's impossible for anything more to happen, right?

Not only Wu Chen thought so.

Gao Mingyuan came to the stage, held Chen Mo's hand enthusiastically, and laughed: "Congratulations, congratulations, Chen Hu Shiren!"

"What? Chen Mo is WhiteDragon? Protector of the country?"

"You fart!"

"It must be a bug in the stock software!"

After a minute.

But...how can not see through!

"40 seconds..."

1500 yuan!

"Patriarch Wu, there are no bugs, the pixel aesthetics is indeed the price... and it is still rising..."

"I didn't lose to you, I just lost to luck."

It would be strange if the stock price was so high that the Financial Secretary didn't take action!

Chen Mo smiled noncommittally.

Wu Chen was speechless.

Whoa!

"What are the four giants compared to the Dragon Master?! They don't even count as trash!"

My mother!

Wu Chen no longer had the aloof and aggressive attitude he had before.

At this moment, someone from the audience exclaimed!

"It's WhiteDragon! It's Master Long who sent the last prophecy post, asking shareholders to buy Pixel Aesthetics wholly, and that's what happened just now!"

The audience suddenly boiled, as if the pot was boiling!

Only the last minute left!

"As a talker, Chen Mo lives up to his name!"

Wu Chen said angrily, "Do you know how much money is needed to raise this price?"

"Come on! Take the head of the Wu family down to dinner! Arrange for him the table with the little widow!"

"..."

Shares of Pixel Aesthetics are on the rise!

If the rising speed of rice technology is riding a rocket, then at this moment, the rising speed of the stock price of Pixel Aesthetics is riding a spaceship! ! !

Wu Chen smiled and waved at the audience, already enjoying his exclusive ont.

His face was pale, his head was buzzing, and the whole person seemed to be like a awn on his back, like a scorpion in his throat, like sitting on pins and needles!

Compared with the funds of hundreds of billions of billions of dollars, which is stronger or weaker? Elementary students can do this!

3400 yuan!

At this moment, I am afraid no one is more stressed than Chen Mo!

The last prophecy post of WhiteDragon, who was hailed as "stock market prophet", "stock god" and "protection dragon king" by all investors on the Internet, before retiring from the Internet, actually asked everyone to fully purchase Pixel Aesthetics! ! !

Everyone looked at the big screen with suspicious eyes.

21,000 yuan! ! !

Moreover, in that case, Wu Chen couldn't be stupid enough to talk to Chen Mo! He's not sick again!

"45 seconds..."

"Countdown to 50 seconds..."

What Chen Mo will face is the ridicule of thousands of people!

Chen Mo smiled lightly and turned to Gong Ziyuan under the stage:

Chen Mo is WhiteDragon? !

The situation reversed in an instant!

The terrifying power that can mobilize 300 billion funds in tens of seconds!

Wu Chen just wants to scold his mother now!

At this time, Wu Yong stood up and said loudly.

"That post was sent by Chen Mo?!"

Gao He, Wu Yong, Pei Qian and others couldn't laugh anymore.

"It deserves its name! It really deserves its name!"

This reminded Wu Chen.

"In addition, Mr. Chen Mo's WhiteDragon forum account is not allowed to post any more, and the account will be cancelled."

The first two sentences are nothing, and when this sentence comes out, it is like a drop of water dripping into the scalding hot oil!

The staff at the scene looked at Chen Mo with pity, and counted down aloud at the same time.

"I know what's going on!"

Looking at the big screen with an inconceivable look, the WhiteDragon prophecy post, looked at Chen Mo unwillingly but helplessly and said:

"Please be quiet, everyone,

"30 seconds……"