Amnesiac Bigshot Remembers Only Me (The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me)

Obviously, she learns everything quickly, and now that she has mastered a lot of hard knowledge, she has begun to enter the stock market on a small scale.

After all, the stock market is all about buying low and selling high, relying on information asymmetry.

Buy, hold, sell.

The buying price determines the cost, the holding period determines the financial pressure, and the selling node determines the final profit and loss.

She tried a few tricks, made tens of thousands of yuan, and gradually mastered some tricks.

The page was closed. Fu Nanli walked up to her and took off his suit. Wen Qiao took it and said, "I'll hang up the suit for you."

Just as she was about to leave, someone hugged her from behind. His face was buried in the crook of her neck, "Let me hold her for a while."

In the past, he would not go to his father's cemetery. It was not until he was with Wen Qiao that he had the courage to face the pain of the past.

Wen Qiao held the hand holding her waist: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing. I bought a bouquet of flowers and talked to him for a while in front of the tombstone. I found that I missed him a little. When I came back, I felt that what I said was meaningless and no one could hear it."

"How could it be meaningless? Everything in this world is meaningful."

Fu Nanli's voice was hoarse: "Well, just treat it as meaningful."

He hugged her for a long time and finally took her to the study.

Being immersed in sadness and unable to extricate himself is at least a pointless thing. He still has a lot of work to deal with.

Wen Qiao stayed with him. Fu Nanli held a brief conference call and then read emails. Seeing Wen Qiao staring at his computer, he pointed at the picture above: "Do you understand? The blue curve is A shares, the orange line is Hong Kong stocks.”

Wen Qiao held his chin: "...it seems a bit complicated."

Fu Nanli raised his hand and rubbed her head: "I have time to teach you, it's not too complicated."

Wen Qiao pursed his lips and said, "Okay."

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At lava nightclub, Lin Mingshu and several ladies from Haicheng were sitting in a private room drinking.

Lin Mingshu didn't look very good. She thought that Mr. Fu would kick Little Fox Wen after taking away the evidence she had collected with great pains and expense.

But I never expected that I heard from the sisters that they saw the two of them having sex in the Xiaotangshan Club two days ago, and together they kicked out a certain female star who didn't know the heights of the world and wanted to crawl into the prince's bed.

I also heard that all the rich young men were called to the room by the prince to prove his innocence.

Everyone said that Mr. Fu really cared about the little fox.

Lin Mingshu couldn't believe it after hearing this. Did Mr. Fu really tell the little fox to bow his head?

Aisha poured her a glass of wine and complained: "Can you do it? I think if this continues, Master Fu will marry that little fox sooner or later."

Lin Mingshu gritted her teeth: "As long as I'm here, the two of them can't get married. That little fox is so unworthy."

"Then what are you going to do?"

what to do? What else can be done

Lin Mingshu had previously been looking for He Qian, the eldest daughter of the He family. Unexpectedly, He Qian was vulnerable, but the little fox had caught a cold and had a fever. The He family was dealt with by Mr. Fu until the capital chain was cut off. Now it is slowly recovering. Come here, how dare Miss He have any delusions about that man?

She fell in love with another candidate, He Yan.

He Yan's crush on Mr. Fu caused quite a stir some time ago, and the property in her hands was in shambles.

However, her brother and Young Master Fu are close friends, and his skills are not inferior to Young Master Fu, so...