Xue Xiang even thought of a possibility in his mind. Ten years later, the leaders of Motorola and Nokia knelt at the gate of Shengshi Communications, begging for Shengshi's access permit.

"Five years? Without twenty years, I won't answer. The Ministry of Posts and Telecommunications must have a bottom line. A communication satellite will cost tens of millions. If it is invested this time, it will not be able to make any investment of over 100 million yuan. The Ministry of Posts and Telecommunications has not had this amount of financial allocation for three years. Why should I suffer the best? They have to be cheap and think beautifully!"

President Liu was filled with righteous indignation and really thought that what he wanted to do was to lose money business.

Xue Xiang didn't advise her, maybe her axe is just right for dealing with the men of the Ministry of Posts and Telecommunications.

After talking about mobile phones, Xue Laosan told Liu Ying'er that she must remember to develop a personal computer, and it would be better to acquire several ready-made companies in the United States.

President Liu pointed to his head and signaled that the whole equipment was here. He led Xue Xiang to the west again, and bypassed a birch forest. A large house appeared on the grass slope a hundred meters away in front of him. Xue Xiang had never been here.

Stepping onto the grass slope, Xue Xiang stomped his feet gently, smiled on his face, pointed to the big house and said, "It's the command center of our financial war, right?"

His perception was amazing. Although he was a hundred meters away, the movements in the room were all heard and heart-wrenching.

When I entered the house, it was a busy scene. Dozens of sloppy wives in thick clothes were staring at the computer screen that kept flashing in red and green in front of me, or chewing bread and giving instructions loudly while holding steaming coffee, shuttled through the crowd.

President Liu's arrival did not create any ripples in the visual world of this busy financial genius.

In the middle of the main hall, a huge screen was hanging high, and the yen index futures were jumping on the screen.

Xue Laosan couldn't understand the red, green, dense, but constantly jumping data, but the tense but relaxed atmosphere in the field. The joyful faces of the crowd fully demonstrated that the prosperous funds were about to return to make huge profits.

Liu Ying'er held a cup of martini and handed it to Xue Xiang, who was facing the market in a daze, "The situation is good, it seems that he can return smoothly this time."

Xue Xiang took the wine glass and smiled, "Isn't this an obvious matter? The general trend is going on, and there is no doubt that what are you worried about?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xue Laosan jumped heavily and brushed it. The hair on his back stood up like electricity, and shouted suddenly, "Ying'er, order everyone to go to the basement to hide!"

The moment he stepped onto the grass slope, Xue Laosan stomped his feet gently and saw that there was a different world under the grass slope.

Liu Ying'er seemed to be mentally prepared. Xue Xiang shouted, but she gave the order decisively without asking the reason.

The financial geniuses in the field seemed to have been ready and moved quickly towards the entrance of the underground passage without any confusion. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!