Soul-Slaying Girl: All the contracts I contracted are ancient divine weapons.

Chapter 330: Persuading people to speculate in stocks, thunder strikes from the sky

The memory bank of the external chip was prepared by Shang Siting for herself when she went to the extremely evil city.

There is a lot of information in the memory bank, both useful and useless, and it is very complicated.

At the browsing speed of a normal human brain, it would take at least three years to read this much information.

For Bob, it may only take about ten seconds, or even less.

"That little girl named Shang Siting is from a business company."

"She left the Ginseng Company and joined Daxia and Beijun. You and the Ginseng Company have a hostile relationship."

“The enemy of my enemy is my friend.”

It is true that Bob has a grudge against the Ginseng Company, otherwise he would not have been exiled to the City of Evil.

From his tone, it seemed that the hatred was not small.

"I can help you make a recommendation." Han Zhan didn't finish his words.

Taking Bob to see Shang Siting is what he can promise, but in the end whether Shang Siting is willing to cooperate with Bob depends on the outcome of the two of them. Han Zhan will not make the decision on this point.

"no problem!"

Bob readily agreed.

"So, how are you going to help me?"

The rules clearly state that sin gold coins need to be obtained through formal channels.

The act of directly hacking into banks to extract gold coins has been expressly prohibited.

It is a very reasonable and formal way to get rich quickly, and it is closely related to intelligent computing.

A term flashed in Han Zhan's mind - stock trading.

"What? You want to trade in stocks?"

At the dinner table, Shan Yunmei and Han Qiuming fell silent after hearing Han Zhan's words.

"Son, why don't you just keep playing games? Mom won't restrict your money in the future, okay?"

Shan Yunmei sighed and said sincerely.

Between playing games to earn money and trading stocks, she feels that krypton gold is more reliable.

After all, if you play games to make money, even if the money you put in is turned into data, it is at least data.

Stocks?

If you persuade people to speculate in stocks, the sky will strike like lightning!

"The market is currently sluggish, and your dad and I are still holding a lot of money in it. Xiao Zhan, you can't understand."

Han Qiuming also advised.

"Dad, just give me your account to use. I'll just give it a try and learn."

Faced with Han Zhan's persistent demands, Han Qiuming finally chose to compromise.

After all, he had hundreds of thousands of dollars locked up inside. No matter how hard he tried, his losses would be limited and within an acceptable range.

To successfully obtain the account, Han Zhan will directly hand over the account password to Bob.

Next, it was stock god Bob’s turn to play.

……

Gong Yangjin arrived at the kendo gym early this morning. He never expected that there would be a long queue outside the gym.

"What are you doing?"

"Is our business so booming?"

"What do you know! Let me tell you, those guys who took the kendo class yesterday..."

Several people were whispering. When they saw Gong Yangjin, they suddenly raised their heads excitedly and waved to her.

"Coach! You are finally here!"

"Coach! I want to continue the class!"

"Coach, I also want to continue the class!"

More and more people surrounded the Kendo Hall.

It’s hard to imagine that this group of people got stronger and stronger after being defeated by me yesterday with pure swordsmanship?

What Gongyang Jin didn't know was.

How much of an impact did her casual display of sword skills yesterday have on these kendo apprentices? Not only were they shocked, but they also benefited a lot from yesterday's competition.

So early this morning, many people rushed to the kendo gym and wanted to pay to continue their lessons.

Moreover, the news about Gong Yangjin's superb swordsmanship spread rapidly, and more and more people heard about the news, or spread it by word of mouth among friends, and his reputation spread completely.

According to the charging standard of 10,000 yuan per person, Gongyang Jin glanced at the densely packed crowd of heads.

Making money doesn’t seem that difficult?

3pm.

Gong Yangjin had just walked out of the kendo gym after finishing his day's lessons when he saw a familiar figure appearing at the door.

Her eyes lit up and she walked over quickly.

"how did you find me?"

"The entire killing field is so big. Bob helped me search for information about nearby kendo gyms, and I can quickly screen out the results."

I have to say that with Bob’s help, it is indeed much easier to find people.

"Are we the only ones?" Gong Yangjin looked behind Han Zhan and saw no other members of the Anti-Xia Alliance.

"Where are Mr. Bing and the others?"

"I don't know. After Bob and I met, I asked him to help with the search one after another, but except for you, Bing Lao, Shen Zui, Dong Dachui and others seemed not to have been selected."

The selection rules for the Killing Fields will always be a mystery.

They also have no control over it.

"Didn't those two knights come in either?"

"They did come in, but I think it might be inconvenient to find them now."

When Han Zhan said this, a meaningful smile appeared on his face.

Gong Yangjin didn't surf the Internet and didn't know what happened.

She suddenly asked solemnly: "Now Frog's position in the standings is almost unshakable, what should we do next?"

"Unshakable?"

The smile on Han Zhan's face gradually widened, "That's not necessarily the case."

……

"Hello, are you Ms. Shan Yunmei?"

At the door, after Shan Yunmei opened the door, a courier boy asked politely with a smile.

Shan Yunmei nodded and took the express delivery from him. She seemed a little confused, but still didn't say anything.

After the door closed, she turned around and said to Han Qiuming: "Husband, this is really strange. Why do I think this young man delivering express looks so similar to the new security guard at the gate of the community?"

"Maybe it's the public face?" Han Qiuming said without raising his head as he was scrolling through short videos on his mobile phone.

"But I also feel that the security guard at the gate of the community looks very similar to the delivery man I met on the road today!"

"It's normal. You haven't been blind for a day or two." Han Qiuming complained smoothly.

As soon as Han Qiuming finished speaking, someone picked up his ears.

"Hey, hey, it hurts!"

The family position is clear at a glance.

Outside.

After delivering the courier, the little brother straightened the little blue hat on his head, rode on the electric donkey, hummed a little tune, and left towards the gate of the community.

As he passed the gate of the community, he looked at each other and smiled at the security guard who was on guard.

If someone compares carefully at this time, they can find it.

They indeed have exactly the same face!

It's not just them.

There are also the cleaners who are cleaning, the master who is trimming the bushes, the driver who is driving a taxi, and the hawker who is setting up a stall selling pancakes. They all have the same face!

The courier boy continued to ride outside the community.

The smile on his face was growing too.

"I found you, Han Zhan!"

(End of this chapter)