Chapter 173 The Master is Really Effective

Chapter 173 The Master is Really Effective

Chapter 173 The Master is Really Effective

At the “Covona contents” curatorial center, Kim Myung-shin walked into his office holding a wet umbrella.

It is raining outside again today. If nothing unexpected happens, this should be the last rain of the year. Winter began last week, and this rain has directly lowered the temperature by four or five degrees. According to the weather forecast, the temperature will drop to around zero degrees tonight. Winter is really here.

As the person in charge of the curatorial center, Jin Mingxin's office is large enough, but also deserted enough. The large floor-to-ceiling window does not seem to bring much light into the office. For some reason, every time he enters the office, he feels that the light inside is dim and gloomy.

Jin Mingxin also knew that this was a psychological effect. The reason for it was that he was not satisfied with this job and he felt suffocated all the time.

And ever since meeting the man who was called "the child of destiny" a few days ago, this feeling seemed to have become even stronger.

Look at him, he is only in his twenties, but he is already the chairman of a company with a market value of over 100 million US dollars. Every day he interacts with foreigners with strong backgrounds, and he goes in and out of high-end places where only people from the upper class go. His life seems to always be so calm, indifferent and elegant.

Jin Mingxin also wanted to live that kind of life, so she worked so hard since she was a child.

But unfortunately, in this world, the most important thing is never hard work. The so-called everyone has the opportunity to succeed is nothing but a lie. Having struggled in Seoul for more than 30 years, Kim Myung-shin has seen through it all.

After locking the office door and throwing the umbrella beside the door, Jin Mingxin took off his windbreaker and hung it carefully on the hanger. He then used a special towel to carefully wipe the hem of the windbreaker that was wet by the rain. Then he quickly walked to his desk and turned on the computer on the desk.

While the computer was still not started up, she opened the middle drawer of her desk and took out a newspaper she had bought a few days ago.

This is a newspaper called "Seoul Express". How should I put it? Although it carries the name of Seoul, it can only be regarded as an unknown tabloid. Its audience is mainly some elderly people in Seoul and surrounding areas. Well, they are quite superstitious elderly people, because the main content published in the newspaper are some supernatural events and ghosts and gods.

Of course, shamans, Taoists, and monks with great spiritual power are also frequent guests in this newspaper.

Oh, yes, in addition to those superstitious old people, there are also some young people who like this publication. They mainly read it as a horror story tabloid.

In recent times, Jin Mingxin buys a copy of this newspaper every day, not for any other reason, but because the "Master Xianzheng" who taught her has become a frequent visitor of this newspaper. No, it is not accurate to say that she has become a popular figure in this newspaper. Her name appears in this newspaper almost every day.

Just like the newspaper in Jin Mingxin's hand, it contains a prophecy made by "Master Xianzheng".

In this prophecy, she warned those who speculate in the stock market that God is tired of people's greed and will punish those who try to get something for nothing in the near future. Therefore, after the first three of the four largest brokerage firms in Japan reported losses, the only remaining one, which is also the largest one, Nomura Securities, will also suffer huge losses.

In addition, on the same day that Nomura Securities announced its losses, stock markets around the world will face a disaster, and many people who have invested huge amounts of money in the stock market will lose all their money.

Jin Mingxin had seen this message many times. Just because she had seen it before, she made a special call to her mother - she knew that her mother had also bought some stocks, but she didn't know which ones she bought.

When she called her mother, she suggested that her mother sell all the stocks she had. Because she was now a believer of "Master Xianzheng", she naturally believed in the predictions made by the master.

But her mother obviously didn't have that kind of spiritual talent. She actually scoffed at Master Xianzheng's prediction and gave a lot of reasons why the stock market would not collapse in the near future. It is estimated that she would not sell the stocks she had.

Hum, foolish person~~~
He read the newspaper report again, and at the same time, he started up his computer. Having heard some news from others, Jin Mingxin immediately opened the browser and logged into the Yahoo portal.

Sure enough, in the hot list of Yahoo portal news, ranked third was the news that Nomura Securities reported losses in the first three quarters of this year, while ranked first was the news that the Seoul stock market opened with a heavy drop today.

Kim Myung-shin clicked on the first hot news page and read the relevant reports carefully. He found that it was not only the Seoul stock market that was experiencing a sharp drop. The Tokyo stock market and the Hong Kong stock market also showed an overall downward trend after opening today. In the comments section at the end of the relevant reports, some "big names" who were late to the party began to make various analyses of this round of stock market decline.

Interestingly, in the message board, Jin Mingxin actually saw a lot of messages related to "Master Xianzheng". Most of these messages were amazed at the accuracy of "Master Xianzheng's" predictions, and some people asked how to make an appointment for "Master Xianzheng's" consultation. It took Jin Mingxin nearly an hour to read the messages in the message board from beginning to end. The main reason was that the message board was becoming more and more lively, and more and more people were leaving messages. Often, just after reading the previous message, a new message would be refreshed.

"beep beep"

Just when Jin Mingxin's eyes were feeling a little sore, her cell phone on the table rang.

She frowned and looked at the screen of her mobile phone. The caller ID showed that it was her mother's number. After thinking about it, she did not answer the call, but let it ring over and over again.

Kim Myung-shin does not have a good relationship with his mother, mainly because there are four children in the family and his mother has a clear mentality of favoring boys over girls. Especially in the years after graduating from college, Kim Myung-shin always felt that his mother did not support his career enough. She always wanted to leave everything to her younger brother, but let her daughter struggle outside.

After closing the web page he was browsing, Jin Mingxin stood up from his chair and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window that was stained by rain.

From where she was standing, she could see the square in front of the City Center Building across from her. Although it was raining, there was a long line of people in the square, holding umbrellas, quietly queuing there, waiting to enter Gate C11 of the City Center Building.

Jin Mingxin knew that those people queuing up were believers waiting to meet "Master Xianzheng". No, they might not be believers at all, but speculators. These guys all wanted to get guidance from "Master Xianzheng" and then realize their dream of getting rich overnight.

Jin Mingxin was full of disdain for these people, but she didn't seem to realize that she was the same kind of person.

After standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window for a while, Jin Mingxin felt anxious for no reason. She thought of the Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicle she had been driving for the past two days, and also thought of the "child of destiny" destined for her. Why had he not contacted her after two or three days?

Just as Kim Myung-shin was thinking about this question, her "child of destiny" was driving a Hyundai car towards Banpo-dong.

The Hyundai car was the one Sun Manzhu usually drove. There was no other way. His own Mercedes-Benz business car was still in Jin Mingxin's hands, and one of the company's two cars was scratched last night. The new car that should have been compensated to him had not been delivered by the man named Jian yet. He couldn't just drive away the only remaining car of the company.

So, he had no choice but to drive Sun Manzhu's Hyundai sedan again.

No, in the next two days, the company has to buy some new cars. We don't ask for one car for each employee, but at least different departments should be equipped with two cars each. Otherwise, it would be so embarrassing for such a large NGN company to only have one car available.

This morning, Nomura Securities’ financial report showing losses was finally released, and soon after, the securities markets in Seoul, Tokyo, Hong Kong, Singapore and other places were filled with grief.

Before going out, An Rushong also looked at the financial comments on the Internet. Many so-called analysts were still saying that this round of plunge was triggered by the comprehensive losses of Japan's four major securities firms. It was a small-scale financial panic that would not last too long.

An Rushong knew very well that these so-called financial analysts who spoke out were not stupid or foolish. It was not that they could not see the essence of this turmoil and where its source lay. The reason they lied with their eyes open was naturally because their own interests were involved.

But it doesn't matter. The direction of the stock market has nothing to do with An Rushong. The effect he needs has been achieved. Wen Caiyuan, the "Master Xianzheng", has completed her plan to show her prowess in front of others. At least in the Seoul area, she has become a very famous master.

When the car drove to Banpo-dong, An Rushong initially wanted to park the car directly in a parking space on the side of the road near the City Center Building, but he turned around there for a long time and ultimately failed to find an empty parking space. In the end, he had to park the car in a place about two miles away from the City Center Building and then walk there.

In the City Center Building, An Rushong took the elevator directly to the floor of the office building rented by Wen Caiyuan. When he walked out of the elevator, he saw Wen Qihe, who was wearing a gray suit, standing opposite the elevator door, leaning against the wall and waiting.

Seeing An Rushong coming out of the elevator, this guy turned around and walked into the corridor without saying a word.

(End of this chapter)