Before he could say harsh words, Li Yunze came over and knelt down to look at him, "Since you won't give me any face, don't ask for any more. Just cancel your Zhang's Bufang listing plan."

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Liang, who had a fierce look on his face before, suddenly changed his face.

He ignored the severe pain in his body and hurriedly struggled to get up. His face had already changed into a flattering look, "Don't do that, I just drank too much. I'm sorry, it's all my fault, Lao Zhang. Don't do that."

That’s it, don’t be like that.”

When Li Yunze harvests leeks, he certainly won't rush in and take the lead, otherwise the leeks will vent their anger on him.

Although I'm not afraid, it's not necessary.

So he and Li Er carefully selected a few sand sculptures as targets, namely Zhang Liang, Changsun Shunde, Liu Hongji and others.

Use the shop floor of their home as a primer and put it on the exchange as junk stocks.

Now when the stock market is booming, junk stocks can soar all the way. When it plummets, Li Yunze's leading stocks will only lose less, but junk stocks will crash directly.

These selected people are commonly known as receivers.

How did Zhang Liang and others know this? They only thought that their ancestral tombs were smoking. If such a good thing happened, it would be an income of hundreds of thousands.

In the face of wealth and wealth, the Duke's face is worthless.

Zhang Liang repeatedly begged for mercy, saying that he had drunk too much horse urine and became dizzy, and asked Li Yunze to forgive him.

After glancing at him, Li Yunze stood up and looked at Hou Junji who had already vomited.

Meeting Hou Junji's angry eyes, Li Yunze raised his eyebrows lightly.

"Not convinced?"
Chapter completed!