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Chapter 251 Golden Spoon Huang Taiyong 129

"By the way, I wonder how Chengtian and my aunt are doing? I heard that during the funeral, they didn't really feel like they had lost anyone. They must be very sad now." Dong Jing was very worried about Li Chengtian's family.

Zaidun smacked his lips and sighed: "Yeah, I probably can't live stream at his house now..."

Dong Jing was a little stunned. He didn't expect that Zaidun was worried about this problem.

He said impatiently: "Come to my house and live broadcast in my room."

The more Jae-don thought about it, the angrier he got. "Oh my! All this is to blame on Dosin Group! Although they used suicide to cover up Seo Jun-tae's case... but what about innocent shareholders like me? The stock price has already hit rock bottom!"

Dong Jing asked: "Is high-tech still being shorted?"

Zaidun still felt unsatisfied: "Then you are completely dominated by stock traders."

He rubbed his hair randomly: "If I had known it would be like this, I would have sold them all."

When the two were worrying about this matter, a phone call came in with the name of Huang Taiyong.

Jae-don looked at Dong-kyung's phone and asked in confusion, "Why did Huang Tai-yong call you?"

Dong Jing looked at his phone and was very confused: "I mean, I also want to know why..."

Dong Jing sighed and answered the phone: "What?"

"what?"

Then the call was hung up.

Zaidun asked for a long time before Dongjing said, "He just said that if you still have shares in Daoxin High-Tech, don't sell them yet."

The two people who heard this were confused and really didn't understand what he was trying to do.

After Dong Jing put down his phone, he directly searched for the latest information about Daoxin Group.

They clicked on the stock price market of Daoxin Group and found something surprising.

The stock price of Dow New High-Tech is continuing to grow at a visible rate, which is indeed exciting good news.

At this moment, Sheng Yuan, who was sitting in the bar, said incoherently: "What short covering... Do you know how much money I will lose if I withdraw now?!"

Someone advised her: "Sheng Yuan, you will only lose more tomorrow."

Sheng Yuan certainly knew the consequences of this. He drank the wine in frustration: "What should I do? Ah... I'm really annoyed."

Sheng Yuan walked to the bar counter to vent his anger, and asked curiously: "Who is the other party? Who has so many shares? Am I the only one who doesn't know? Do you all know who it is? If you do, please tell me!"

In fact, no one knew who the person behind the scenes was. Just when they were extremely distressed, a group of public officials walked towards them.

Sheng Yuan looked at them and asked, "Who are you?"

The visitor showed his work ID: "We are employees of the Financial Supervisory Commission."

Then they showed an arrest warrant: "We have confirmed that you are illegally engaging in naked short selling. Please come with us."

Sheng Yuan not only lost a huge sum of money, but he also got himself involved. How could he not be troubled by this?

He was so angry that he almost died, but there was nothing he could do.

Li Chengtian hurried out of the office and came to Mr. Fu's exhibition hall.

"I'm asking you for a favor temporarily. Thank you for your willingness to help." Li Chengtian sincerely thanked Mr. Fu.

Mr. Fu laughed: "What are you thanking me for? The stock price just happened to fall. It's a good choice for me to buy more shares at such a low price."

Mr. Fu was really happy, but Li Chengtian asked, "Are you planning a hostile takeover?"

Mr. Fu laughed even louder: "You know very well that I always go long when it comes to you."

Li Chengtian also laughed. Mr. Fu said, "I often shorted when I was young. Maybe it's because I'm old now. I prefer to put my money where I can see it rise, rather than when I see it fall."

Li Chengtian nodded in understanding: "Is this also the reason why you run a 2,000 won home-cooked set meal restaurant?"

Mr. Fu shook his head and said, "To be more precise, it's because of fear. When I first started making money, I just thought I was lucky. But as I continued to make money, I began to think I was very capable and smart. As I got older, I began to think that money was actually a very scary thing."

"At this time, I felt that I should earn less and share some with others. Although it is not worth mentioning, this is the original intention of opening a restaurant." Mr. Fu pointed to his exhibition hall and said: "The reason for running this art gallery is actually similar..."

Li Chengtian looked at the works here and asked, "Are all these works your own collection?"

Mr. Fu answered honestly, "No, many of them belong to my wealthy friends. Some of them are even collections that they think are difficult to take care of but would be a pity to throw away. By the way, your father also provided a lot."

Li Chengtian took out his buzzing cell phone and said to Mr. Fu with a smile: "My father and I have an appointment to have dinner together..."

Then Li Chengtian said goodbye.

Li Chengtian and Huang Xiandao were sitting in a convenience store. Huang Xiandao looked around and said, "You suddenly said you wanted to treat me to a meal..."

He looked at the triangular rice ball in front of him and continued, "But the food was beyond my expectations."

Li Chengtian unpacked the rice ball skillfully: "Dad, you have never eaten these, right? I ate them occasionally when I was in school. Although for rich people like us, this may only be considered a snack. But for some people from poor families, a rice ball can be their meal..."

Huang Xiandao looked at him and said, "Are you not signing for the sake of those people from poor families? Why did you hand over the people from Amycus to the Financial Supervisory Service? Are you reluctant to see the money of those poor retail investors being drained?"

Huang Xiandao's three questions made Li Chengtian suddenly lose his appetite. He put down the rice ball he had just taken a bite of and said to Huang Xiandao sincerely, "Dad, I want to change. All along... I seem to have overlooked something very important. If I can... if I can, I want to change everything."

Huang Xiandao crossed his arms and asked, "Why do you suddenly have such thoughts? After Li Chengtian and his father passed away, do you think the world has changed?"

Li Chengtian lowered his head and said nothing.

Huang Xiandao said with a smile: "Not long ago, I heard a very interesting statement... Someone told me that I looked poor. Do you find it funny too?"

Huang Xiandao lowered his head and continued, "But, that person's prediction is accurate. I am a poor person. When a person thinks he is rich, he will only become poorer and poorer. Only when you think you are poor and not good enough, and still have something to ask for and have desires, can you move forward. This is the most important thing to me. What is the most important thing to you?"

Li Chengtian looked at him: "Family."

Huang Xiandao narrowed his eyes slightly, and Li Chengtian continued: "I always felt that my family was a burden before. But later I thought about it carefully, and my family is actually the most important thing to me. It was only because I was too young at the time that I kept ignoring such an important thing."